Final Family Pics for a while...

In case you haven't noticed, I am bored of posting old family pics so tonite will be the final one. And as I promised, I have saved the best for last... ME! In scrapbooking, they always say you need to scrap about yourself, too, but that is so hard for me to do... But I will give it a shot. Nothing means more to me than heritage, and I am so proud of mine. Grandma Atkinson was the greatest ever. My two favorite - nope, scrap that, there will be more than two... Anyway, my favorite memories of her include catching penny bugs in the front ditch; catching frogs out back; playing checkers on the floor in the family room; her asking me to learn to fly a "whirly bird" (helicopter) so she could get back and forth to Cache Valley quicker and easier; and playing the game where you throw the ball over the roof to each other - like "Annie I Over" or something like that. What an awesome lady.


And thanks to Grandma, I got the absolute, without a doubt, greatest mother in the world. A few memories of mom include, getting caught in a rain storm while picking raspberries and sitting under the bushes trying to keep dry and laughing our guts out; her laugh-it was kind of a silent laugh-no sound to it, and how her eyes always watered when we laughed so hard; all the dogs we always had; her polyester pants-don't think she ever owned a pair of levis; how supportive she was of mine, and the rest of yours, athletic endeavors, up until the week before she died, she was still watching me play softball at the ballpark; her love to travel; how she always kept the car on "empty" (according to dad); her monotone singing voice-that she was never afraid to use at church singing hymns; how hard she worked to make Christmas "just right"; and a trait that I have definately picked up from her: how to fall asleep as soon as the car engine starts... I could go on for hours... But just the fact that she let me, be me.


So- do you dig the wringlets? Pretty dang cute, huh?


And how about this letter? You guys can all have your 4.0's and Honor Society's and so forth - but NONE of you can compete with this fine letter from Principle Jensen - eat your hearts out! No wonder I went in to the field of Law Enforcement! P.S. Make sure and click on the letter so you can read it!


Next, a picture of the Motely Crew... Ha, ha, ha! Check out my gut! Can you believe it? Oh what I would give for a magic pill that would make me that skinny again...

And lastly, me and my sunshine girl. Hopefully she will be as proud of her heritage as I am of mine. The end.