AMBERT ALERT!!!!!

HAVE YOU SEEN ME?

NAME: The Crazy Lady
FROM: Escondido, California
DATE MISSING: Monday, July 28 2008
LAST SEEN: "Utah Vacation"
DATE OF BIRTH: September 6
AGE: not too old and younger than her age
HEIGHT: taller than Leighann but shorter than Lynette
HAIR: brown
SEX: probably...she has four kids!
WEIGHT: none of your business...skinny...that is all you need to know
EYES: hazely green
DESCRIPTIVE FEATURES: Double jointed knees, pencil lead in eye brown, no ear piercings or any other bodily piercings (that I know of)

If you have any information or know where she might be please contact us immediately. She has been know to frequent other blogs, leaving comments but her specific whereabouts are unknown.

REWARD: A generous reward has been offered by her parents of salt, garden fresh vegetable, family group sheet and insect identification. If found blogging fresh homemade bread is included with the aforementioned reward.

nuts (r, Lyn-NUT)

I just read your blog on changing your blog title. Not only were you called Nut by your younger siblings, but it goes back further than that. In high school my "gang" was called the Chess-nuts. We started out as the chess club, quickly found that we didnt play much chess, but had a lot of fun together at various innocent activities for the three years we were together. So, not only do I have an estranged daughter running for vice president, but her twin, by bearing the name Nut, represents all the fun memories of my past! And we all know how much Daddy loves nuts! (He even married one!) We just didnt have time for twins. ha ha ha

thanks for privacy

I am so glad to have you all to take care of me!!!! I dont understand a lot about this computer business. Somewhere in the back of my mind I somehow think there is a little man in there running around plugging wires in and I might wear him out or something if I mess up out front of the computer. I am appalled that someone might "accidentally" snoop in my conversations and use it against me. Thank you for confirming that you cant just "accidentally" sign yourself into a blog site. I feel violated, as though someone were standing outside my bedroom window, looking in. I am not upset with my siblings (two of them) about being pricks (yes, I guess I am, or I wouldnt say that). I am upset over the deviousness and selfishness. I know I will get over it in time, but during the time I am getting over it, I will be discovering the real me in the relationship. I DO have a backbone! I use it when something really matters. It takes a long time for me to get riled up enough, though. I (emphasize I) got rid of the spanking stick. I told the abuser to knock it off. I called the police. I took a lot of the abuse in other ways to prevent it from falling onto my children. I followed the Spirit and joined the Church. I reported a Dr. for verbal abuse (and got fired). I reported an abusive teacher and demanded fair treatment of my child. I stood up to a mocking man in defense of my role as a LDS wife and mother. I defended another child accused of doing something he hadnt done. I DO have a backbone. I guess I am too quiet about it, and nobody knows it. It feel good after I have shown it, though. Thanks for noticing.

Saturday, 6 September

Happy Birthday, Lori! I hope you had a nice day. I tried to call this evening but got your answering machine. I hope that means you're out having a good time. This morning I woke up at 9:10. I'd planned on waking around 8:00 to get ready to go to Brigham City. Heather and Hailey were in the Peach Days parade, which started at 10. By brushing my teeth as I drove, driving 70 on some stretches of highway( not Mantua;) ), missing breakfast and combing my hair as I drove, I made it, parked and walked six blocks and found Janet before the parade started. I really moved fast! After the parade we had lunch at Maddox (yum), then visited in Corinne for a while. On the way home, I decided to go fishing. I got home around 9:00 tonight, ate a whole thing of celery and cheese and my piece of peach pie from Maddox. yum again. Lisa and Andrew came shortly after to watch the new Brian Regan show.I sent my email to Joyce and am now ready for bed. My watch broke sometime in the past couple weeks. I never know what time it is nor what day or date it is. I just realized that tomorrow is our 48th wedding anniversary! Summarizing the day, I must say it was a wonderful day. I feel happy.

pianist hired

yes, I am a working woman again. I never imagined that at age 68, I'd be applying for yet another new job. I was getting a little worried about my bank account, and had sadly resigned myself to depending on my husband for any spending money and all that goes with that. Lorna told me of an opening at So. Cache middle school for a choir accompanist. I got on the phone right away. To make a long story a little shorter, after talking to the choir director, I volunteered to go in and help him out till they found someone. (Tricky, eh?) So, on Wednesday (a week later), I had an interview and was offered the job. It pays a little less than what I was getting at the last place, but like Lori guessed, it's not ALL about the money. I play for three hours a day. Unfortunately the hours are not back to back, so I have to think of something to do for 1 1/2 hours in the middle. I am out of the house from 9:45-3:30 every day. That doesnt leave much time for all the other things I have to do. I havent seen tv, read a newspaper or my mail, or put anything away since returning from Las Vegas! Gas is now $3.81, and I have to fill up about every 10 days. I guess I will have a little to spend.

ALERT!!!!!

This is Lynette...I am just giving Mama's reader a heads up on the last 10 or so posts...as Mama said before she is just getting started so with that in mind...apparently her postings were going on three different blogs. I have combined the three to just this one and deleted the others so hopefully this will solve the problem...I added a date to the posts so that you can have a frame of reference when reading as well.

anaconda #2 08/19/08

We found a nice RV campground on the south side of Washoe Park where there were electrical and water hook-ups and nice bathroom facilities for just $20 a night. The weather was great for the three days and nights we were there; it rained one night with lots of thunder and lightening. After parking the trailer we were free to drive around. The town really hasnt done much in modernization. All the old buildings and neighborhoods are the same, just lots older. After a check on all the houses I lived in, I found them to be in good repair, but not changed. The city Common has been planted in grass, a live pine is permanently planted in the center. It is still flooded in the winter for ice skating, though. The Washoe Theatre has been re-vitalized, it is showing movies again. It has quite a history and is well-known for the gold-leaf from the 1920's. The library is one to die for. Compared to the dinky one we have in Smithfield, it is a wonderful 3-story building on 1/4 of a city block. The county courthouse around the corner form my home is still in use. My piano teacher's house is the same as it was way back when. Our old back yard is virtually gone. The big cottonwood tree was taken down years ago, and the garage was replaced by a really big building that takes up most of the yard. The old Victorian house on lower Hickory has been taken care of, and actually looks better than it has for a long time. The grade school across the street (where I stuck my tongue on the metal gate, and hit the wall when the swing broke) is all boarded up. It was old when I attended it. The high school looks old and faded, the hospital where Lori was born is now a business building for many different companies. On our way out of town we took a few detours. We tried to find the ski hill, but it has been replaced by a new ski area in the vicinity. I was happy to find Echo Lake. Driving past Silver Lake and Georgetown Lake, we headed for Phillipsburg. While stopped for a few minutes for construction, I jumped out and grabbed a good rock for my garden. It's shale. Downtown Phillipsburg has become a tourist place, with many little shops. One of them is a great big candy store with hundreds of types of candies, from fudge of all flavors to salt water taffy to "old fashioned candies you had when you were a kid." We had lunch at a 50's restaurant. (I had a pasty! pronounced pass-tee) We found the jail where I went with my dad and the Baptist minister. When I was just 11, we went fishing and the sheriff was waiting for us when we got back to our car. Apparently the place we went had been posted recently (then), and now it was illegal (trespassing). Well, the sheriff's living quarters were in one half of the building, the jail on the other side. I was taken to the living quarters where the jailer's wife gave me the funny papers and a cup of hot chocolate. It was the middle of July, I wasnt hungry, and I certainly wasnt going to cooperate while my daddy was in jail! After what seemed an eternity (probably 30 minutes) we were free to leave. It was never spoken of again. The sheriff brought out an old book that we searched, hoping to find a record of the arrest. On the third time through, Jay found an entry: 2 Anaconda fishermen. Fishing without permission. Fined $15 each. I didnt get fined. He made a copy of the page for me. I can use this for the Two Truths and a Lie!