We’ve got some family coming into town this weekend.  They’re not staying very long but have given us a really good excuse to clean up the house and the yard and stuff.  Because Jon went to trek and then to summer camp with the scouts this summer, the yard was kinda let go.  Can’t really blame him – way too many things to do plus a wife that doesn’t do bugs.  He was going to just hire a landscaper/gardener for a day this week to pull weeds and decided yesterday to make the offer to his scouts instead.

So, between 9 and 10 this morning, we had 6 scouts show up to weed our yard.  Three of them worked on the back yard and three in the front yard.  I was sitting at the computer working on our ward newsletter so I could hear what the 3 in the back were talking about.  They were cracking me up!  Here are some pieces of their conversations:

Scout 1: Go fetch me a drink.

Scout 3: Why me?

Scout 1: Because you’re the smallest.

Scout 3: What does that have to do with anything?!

Scout 1: You’re also the most athletic.  You could use the work.

Scout 2: I found a worm!

Scout 3: Ooo!  We should feed it to the fish!

Scout 1: Yeah – we could use it as bait!

(I glanced out the window and didn’t see a fishing pole or line or anything so I’m not sure what they were going to try and do with it.  I saw them all walk over to the pond and then…)

Scout 2: We should cut it in half.  I think it’s too big.

Scout 3: He’s coming!

(Jon was coming in the front door and there’s a straight shot out the back window from the front.  They all run back to their spots.  A few minutes later…)

Scout 1: *singing* …strumin’ on the ol’ banjo!

(They started singing rounds!  Not even joking!  It was AWESOME! … About 10 minutes later…)

Scout 2: Hey Scout 3, you should let me pierce your ear with this.  I bet it would work.

Scout 3: Why would I want my ear pierced?

Scout 1: Woof!  WoofWoof!  (barks like a dog)

Scout 2: I don’t know, I just think it would be cool to say that you did it yourself.

Scout 3: But if you did it for me then I couldn’t say I did it myself.

Scout 2: Whatever.

Scout 1: Woof!  WoofWoofWoof!!

Scout 2: What are you doing?

Scout 1: Barking.

Scout 2 and 3: Woof!  WoofWoofWoof!

(Pause…)

Scout 1: Who wants to sing church songs?!  (And then in his loudest and deepest voice…)  BOOK OF MORMON STORIES THAT MY TEACHER TELLS TO ME…

Scout 2 and 3: DUN. DUN. DUN.

Scout 1: ARE ABOUT THE LAMANITES IN ANCIENT HISTORY…

Scout 2 and 3: DUN. DUN. DUN.

Scout 1: LONG AGO THEIR FATHERS CAME FROM FAR ACROSS THE SEA…

Scout 2 and 3: DUN. DUN. DUN.

All 3: GIVEN THIS LAND, IF THEY LIVE, RIGHTEOUSLY!

(Long pause…)

Scout 1: There were like 8 Canadians at my EFY.

Scout 2: Did they try to eat you?

Scout 1: No, but the liked Canadian bacon.  It’s just like ham.

(Later…)

Scout 2: *lauging* Scout 1!  You have butt circles!

Scout 1: I was sitting in wet grass.

Scout 3: *laughing* Your cheeks are blushing!

Scout 1: Good thing I wore sweats.  They’re really absorbant.

That all took place in about 3 hours or so.  I wasn’t evesdropping the whole time.  That would just be rude!  🙂

I heard this cute little poem on American Pickers.  They found some old Valentine cards in someone’s barn.

Don’t kiss your lover by the garden gate.

Love is blind, but the neighbor ain’t.

So funny!

“A rose by any other name would still wither up and die!”

My grandma called me this morning.  During our conversation she said something that totally cracked me up.

Today you earn a dime, tomorrow you break a shoelace.

Basically, just when you think you’re going to get ahead of the game just a little bit, something comes along to remind you to take things a day at a time.

It reminded me of the quote that I’ve mentioned before from my great-grandfather.  He said it in reference to the snow-capped mountains one day after I picked him up.

I’d hate to be up there with nothing but a smile on.

Like father, like daughter 🙂

Love you Grandma!

My new favorite potato chip:

If it has to be a potato chip it had better have flavor.  These ones have flavor and a little kick.  YUMMY!!!

I took this video of BrinLee on Saturday afternoon at Em’s house.  Still not sure what was so funny, but it seems like everything Erek does cracks her up.  I love listening to her laugh!

Some days it rocks.  And some days it only carries rocks.

This morning we had the pleasure of sitting across the aisle from a woman with her son (he’s probably about 9 years old).  I made the mistake of making eye contact early on.  Her kid was playing with his Transformers and made a loud to that I, without thinking, turned to look at.  More habit than anything.  When I looked over she was looking at me so I smiled and then turned away.

About a minute later she was offering everyone on the train a York Peppermint Patty.  Gregg and I turned her down.  She then offered it to the man sitting behind me.  When he said no it sounded more like, “Excuse me?  Are you talking to ME?  No – I don’t wany your nasty chocolate.  What the heck are you even asking me for?  leave me alone you annoying little gnat!”

Really, all he said was “No.”

Then she waved it to all three of us again and said, “Are you sure you don’t want any chocolate?”  Then directly to me she said, “They’re really low in fat.”

What the –?

“No thanks.  I’m good.  Really.”

Then the man sitting behind me waved her over and whispered something to her to which she responded with something to effect of, “Ok, I’m sorry.  I won’t do it again.”

What do you think he said?  The one with the cleverest guess wins … something.

Then she sat back down again and said something about the weather being cold and how she likes cold weather.  Smile and nod.  No eye contact or we’ll be chatting it up the whole way.

She stood up, crossed the short aisle, invading my personal space something fierce and proceeded to tell us why she likes cold weather.  She has siezures when it gets to hot.  She had surgery on her wrist (“See the scar?”) and then on her head (“Just this pass March – see the scar on my head?”).

I’m so mean.  My only thought was, “Lady, you’re two inches from my face.  Yes, of course I see the scar on your head.”

Anyway… it’s Friday.  And it’s only morning.