A Broken Friendship

 

Dear ATM Machine,

I remember the day I first met you.  It was about a year ago. The old ATM was gone and you stood shining in it’s place.  The bankers were standing eagerly next to you, excited to introduce us.  They explained to me how awesome our relationship was going to be.  You were going to take pictures of my checks, and add up the totals.  No more messing with deposit slips and envelopes.  They boasted of your ability to take 10 checks at a time.  I was impressed, and so excited for the amount of time you were going to save me.

Well, today you made me look like an IDIOT!  You ate my checks, and when I told on you, the same people who just a short year ago boasted of your abilities, now looked at me like I was so naïve to trust you.  They questioned why I wouldn’t take pictures of my checks before feeding them to you, or know the exact total before handing them over to you.  You made me look like a FOOL! Gone are the days of a trusting friendship where I happily fed you checks without a second thought!  You have forced me to be the psychotic friend. Every encounter of ours will be saturated with photos, calculations, and mistrust.  Our interactions will forever be left with lingering questions in my head of, “did the ATM really take my checks, OR JUST EAT THEM”.

Your now paranoid frenemy,

 

Sara

 

Put a Fork in me……..

Because I am done!

Last night I came across this picture. I think my face says it all….

Scrabble

I just thought I would document the one and ONLY time I will probably ever beat Ray at Scrabble!

Our online user names are LAME, I know!  We spent ten minutes trying different usernames.  We finally started trying pretty ridiculous names until one worked.  Well, at least that is the story for me, Ray really does call himself “Raymmie”!  haha

General Conference Weekend

General Conference is one of my favorite times of the year.  We have some traditions that we do to make it fun for the kids. 

I make a TON of cinnamon rolls.  We tell the kids that they can have as many as they want.  They just need to judge their own stomach capacity.

Will always over does it by eating 3 cinnamon rolls in a row!

We have a fun family activity between Saturday Sessions.

We print out conference packets for the kids to do while watching it. 

The kids get candy if they get a “conference bingo”  or if a certain word like prayer or repentance is said five times.

The kids get all of their papers laid out in front of them.  It’s funny to hear them shout out, “he said prayer”  or “did he just say priesthood?”  

I think this is the first year that our kids made it through all four sessions of conference!

Miss Hazel

Hazel loves her brothers and sisters……

It can just be a little rough sometimes getting so much love back!