3/24 - Oops...

"Problem is... that's not what happened..."

Ok, I guess we all make mistakes. I had a funeral to go to today. On my "out of office" notice on my email, and voice mail, I said I would return on Tuesday, April 1st. D'oh... I meant Tuesday the 25th.

But, at least I'm not running for president touting all of my experience...

Oh well.

Marty

3/24 - Chocolate Time!

Here's a few videos with animals in them
Marty


One of my favorite songs


Easter is over, now get back to work

3/21 - Good new bad news

We got the good news with son #4 last week, but the news isn't so good this week. My sister in law passed away on Wednesday. She's been sick for many years, and it wasn't totally unexpected, but still, it sucks.

The viewing is on Easter, the funeral on Monday.

Marty

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And, here's a few interested videos;


How many passes does the team in white make? Test you awareness and Do the Test!



Panelists discuss whether controversial decisions by the Robot Congress and President Executron indicate robots have too much control over our lives.



Nine-month old Ethan falling down from laughing too hard.



This is a game called Crayon Physics Deluxe and it's a sequel to a freeware game made back in June. The game's website is here

3/18 - Count your blessings

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Tuesday, March 18, 2008
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What? Is this 3 issues in 1 week??

That’s got to be a record!

Son #4 went skiing today with the Utah School for the blind. They go every Tuesday this year, and I even got to go with them last week. Fun fun!

Now, there’s a little boy in Son #4’s school who’s a year younger than son #4. They ride the bus to and from school together, and they’ve become fast friends. Both have had brain tumors, (apparently Gabe still does) and both are legally blind. But, today Gabe didn’t go skiing with the school. He’s in St. George. Yes, he’s in warm sunny St. George on a fully paid vacation with his family. Not only a vacation, but while they are gone, they’re getting a brand new house built! Monday son #4’s class got to go see Gabe’s house demolished, and within a week, he’ll have a brand new home in the same spot. Sort of like a local home make-over on steroids. Son #4 and Gabe even got to sit on the back of the fire truck and spray water at the house!



Ok, least you think these guys are “lucky” to have received a brand new home, count your own blessings. There is always someone who is luckier than you, and then there is always someone who isn’t as lucky as you. I don’t think I’d trade their problems for mine in a heartbeat. I don’t think you would either after you read their story;

ABC News Story

Salt Lake Tribune Story

Taylorsville/Kearns Journal front page story

Heart 2 Home Project

Home building project Live Camera


Gabe, the Jazz Bear, and son #4

Like I said before, count your blessings...
Enjoy Today’s Jokes
Marty

3/17 - Irish Rust Bucket

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Monday, March 17, 2008
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Happy St. Patty’s day to ‘ya!

Leave it to those Mormons...
B’gora, he’s Irish!



PROVO, UTAH – May 3, 2007 — Ancestry.com, the world’s largest online resource for family history, is now able to confirm that U.S. presidential hopeful Barack Obama’s Irish ancestors originated in Moneygall and neighboring Shinrone in County Offaly, Ireland.

So, I guess it's now “Barack O’Bama”

Anyay, yesterday our home teachers came over. It was kind of a short visit, and a short lesson. Before they left, son #4 spied a Braille card that he got from school, and wanted to show the home teachers. It listed the alphabet in Braille, along with the numbers. They asked if he could read the card. (He’s just learning, and can make out some letters). So, he grabbed the card, and with confidence started saying the alphabet. “A...B...C...!!” and then proceeded to rub his fingers over the letters. It was almost like he knew what came next.

Enjoy
Marty

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Here's something a funny that I heard in church yesterday. They were talking about Matthew 6:19, "Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal."

The speaker used this story;




"The car was disinterred on Friday, found in four feet of water, almost completely rusted, with flat tires and rotting upholstery. Apparently, 1950s preservation technology could not withstand the ravage of five decades of weather and bad drainage. The postcards from contestants guessing the city's population survived undamaged in a sealed steel capsule."




And the winner is... Not happy?

3/12 - It's all so technical...

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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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Remember me? Hope so.

Ever since just before Christmas 3 months ago, I’ve been holding my breath. I haven’t been a very good husband or father, or blogger for that matter. I was really really worried about son #4’s “lit up” area on his tumor bed last MRI. Several of you wrote to say, “we miss you, how’s #4?” Today we know.

We didn’t get much sleep last night, and drove to the hospital in numbed silence, knowing what the results could be. I filled out all of the paperwork, having memorized it from the numerous times I’ve filled it out before.

The radiologist told us, “The lit up white area in his tumor bed from Decembers MRI was just... ‘technical’”. Meaning, the MRI had a glitch, the tech may have had more contrast media (stuff they put in the blood that shows up better on the MRI), or any of a hundred other variables that go on during a MRI.

So, now we can start our life again, and get things back to normal. Thanks for your prayers.

Now, how about a little hospital humor?

Enjoy today’s jokes!
Marty

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Reader Comments
I want to know how you and your family are doing. It has been a while since we have heard from you. I pray for you and your family every day. Just put out a notice that you are still around.
Claudia P.
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Patient: Doctor, I think I swallowed a pillow.

Doctor: How do you feel?

Patient: A little down in the mouth.


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I am always getting those return address labels from charities wanting money.

The other day, I got one from an Alzheimer's group. Funny though, they forgot to put my street name on them!

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As the doctor completed an examination of the patient, he said, "I can't find a cause for your complaint. Frankly, I think it's due to drinking."

"In that case," said the patient, "I'll come back when you're sober"