I love that Baby and I have competitions on who had the hardest workout the night before. He is taking Karate and is only two belts away from a Black Belt! I'm in Roller Derby.

Baby: We had to do 25 push-ups

Me: We had to do the push-ups while slapping our neighbors hand, then walk 5 steps(?) one directions and start all over again going the other way.

Baby: We had to do a bunch of squats.

Me: So did we, 30 seconds and 45 seconds with our butt against the wall. (as you can see I don't get down nearly far enough yet)

Me: And then we had to do group squats while we went around the circle saying different things.

Baby: Huh?

Baby: We had to do 50 sit ups.

Me: We had to do a ton of sit ups and push ups and jumping jacks. We started by doing 30, skating a bit, then we went down by 5 every time we finished skating til we got to 1 and then we went back up to 30.

Baby: We had to do a ton of jumping jacks too!

Me: I had to do it all on Roller Skates.

Baby: What! That's hard!! You win!!!


Scouts Honoring Nicholas Ivie

Once again the Boy Scouts have done it. When called to serve and honor others they just can't help themselves. It's a wonderful trait. Today the body of Nicholas Ivie was laid to rest in our cemetery. He is from Utah County and his mother lives in town. To show their support the Boy Scouts came out.

The Fire Trucks hung the garrison flag over the cemetery entrance.

Here's my boys on their corner about two blocks down from the cemetery.

After waiting for a bit the motorcycle cops signaled it was coming. Up in the sky you could hear the news chopper.

The motorcade began.

And it kept coming

And coming

And coming

After most of the emergency vehicles came the hearse

Followed by a ton of family and friends and people come to honor him. The motorcade drove down our street for over 20 minutes. It was amazing.

After the motorcade was done we walked over to the cemetery. I hadn't planned on going to the graveside ceremony until I realized that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

 I wanted to see the boots in the stirrups, backwards.

I wanted to hear the beautiful bagpipes and horns play several songs, not just Taps.

I wanted to hear the 21-gun salute.

I wanted to see the meticulous reverence the Border Patrol showed the Flag as it was folded one last time before it was given to his wife.

I wanted to hear the final transmission from the Border Patrol vehicle.

I wanted to not cry, but it was hard.

It was incredible to watch. I was amazed by the amount of people that came to honor this man. There were even Mounties from Canada. They work with the Border Patrol.

They thought it was beautiful here. And the media couldn't resist talking to some of the Scouts that lined the streets.

Olaf is on TV this time, not me for once.

I was thoroughly impressed with the answers Middle Child gave to the reporter.

And as Baby said, he is a Media Magnet. Watch Fox13 news tonight, maybe they'll even make it on.

 Updated: The family made it on TV, again. Just like Baby said, he's a Media Magnet. He's on right before the others, saluting the Flag as it left the cemetery. Click on the link belowe to see them.

It was a beautiful day to pay tribute to a wonderful man. May his family feel the peace of the Lord.


Good Bye Cast

Things I've had a hard time doing in the last 2 1/2 weeks

  1. typing
  2. driving
  3. washing my hair (thankfully Olaf is now profecient enough to work as an assistant in a salon)
  4. applying makeup
  5. styling my hair
  6. applying deodorant or let's just say any personal hygeine for that matter.
  7. cooking & baking. we've eaten out a lot these past few weeks
  8. opening doors while attempting to not drop anything
  9. getting dressed, although getting undressed is even harder
  10. opening child proof containers - like pain pills
  11. sewing - lesson learned
  12. cutting my food
  13. shopping!
My favorite thing to tell people about the cast was that I hadn't broken anything when I was younger and had been feeling left out. Hence all the signatures I solicited.

Here's a picture of me in the ill-fated parade with my fellow derby girls.I'm in the middle wearing the white skates. It was a lot of fun skating in the parade even though...

Tomorrow I say Goodbye! to the cast! Hopefully I can skate again real soon!


Hatchet Hansen

It's been a while and I'm not making any excuses. But I might be back to blogging. a little. it's hard to type with one arm in a cast, even if it's only temporary. That word temporary makes it sound so...so...wussy. Tomorrow I get the real thing and then I'll feel much more legit.

Middle Child started High School this year. And Baby is in his last year of elementary school. Even when I don't feed and water them they keep growing!

Olaf was called into the bishopric at church. It takes up a little bit of his time. So to get back at him I joined the local Roller Derby league. It's close, but not quite as time consuming as his church job. But I think he might have a better chance of getting into Heaven with his extracurricular activities than me.

But my activities are much funner. Mainly because I get to pick an alter ego name! Seriously, every one should get to pick a fun name for themselves; whether it's for racing or wrestling or game playing or roller derby. it just makes life so much fun.

I came across my name in an unusual way. I was sitting in church next to the sweetest lady. I was hesitant to tell her I had started RD because I was afraid she would shake her head at me. But when she found out she surprised me with loads of support! I told her I needed a name and it had to be kind of mean sounding. And instantly she said "Hatchet Hansen." Immediately I fell in love with the name. But I took a ton of suggestions from people and checked them all in the database and then gave them to my family to vote. And the winner was...Hatchet Hansen!

And that was how I came to have my very own roller derby name! What would you choose as your roller derby name?