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New Year New Look

Being the rockstar that he is my hubby got up from his death bed last night, and helped me make changes to my blog. We stayed up until 1 o’clock this morning updating, and choosing a new look.

 Now I just need a new photo for the top. I’m holding out for the next time Lucky Red Hen is in town, so I can have her take family pictures. In total honesty, I’m also waiting to loose the last few lbs. so I will look fabulous in the photos. Although it really doesn’t matter because Lucky makes everyone look fabulous.

Along with the new blog look, I’m going for a new look for me to. I’m going in tomorrow to get my hair chopped off, any suggestions? No suggesting that I don’t do it kay.

While I’m up to making changes I think I’ll try some New Years resolutions. Since I love Compulsive Writers more or less list I’ll give that a try. This year I definitely need more of some things, and a lot less of others.

  • More time with my kids
  • Less work
  • Save more
  • Spend less
  • Be grateful more
  • Worry less
  • Loose more
  • Eat less junk

But most of all simplify, simplify, SIMPLIFY. Last year got out of control and I’m working on simplifying, and de-cluttering. I feel major changes coming our way, and I’m hoping for smooth transitions.

Year End Review

So I asked for suggestions on what I could write about, and I got a couple of great ideas. Lucky says that I should write about my childhood, but I don’t have interesting stories like getting run over by a taxi while laying in the middle of the road on a speed bump like she does. Really you should ask her about it sometime.

Compulsive writer suggested that I write a year in review, and since it is New Years Eve I thought that wasn’t a bad idea. The problem with that idea is that we had a really REALLY horrible year that I have so generously spared you the details of.

I think a year in review is the perfect way to say goodbye to a horrible year. If you choose to click away now I would totally understand. If your still with me here we go.

January started out as a total whirlwind. January is our busy season (we do wedding trade shows) and we worked even more than usual. My hubby travels about half the month, but this year he was gone the whole month except for a few days when he was home in passing. So I spent the month playing single mother, while putting out fires at work. Ash spent the month in airports, and hotels.

January spilled into February, and although life was suppose to slow down we found ourselves working 7 days a week through all of February. Ash was asked to speak at conferences so he ended up out of town about half of February.

March came, and we were ready for life to get back to normal for a while, but it didn’t happen. While going to the doctor for a physical so she could put in her mission papers, my mother in law found out she had breast cancer. When they went in to do the surgery they found that it had spread through her lymph nodes and was worse than they thought.

By April we decided that we were in desperate need of a family vacation. There was a huge divide between us and the kids because we had been in survival mode for so long. We set off for southern California to hang out in the sun, swim in the pool, and be with Ash’s mom while she recovered from surgery and began chemotherapy. The day after we got there I received a phone call that my dad had passed away.

My dad left before I was 2 years old, and only made brief appearances in my life for the next 18 years (that is probably a post for another day). I never realized how much pain and grief I could feel for the loss of a man a barely new. I grieve the loss of opportunity to spend what little time I had with him. I find myself angry at those who kept my dad from being part of my life (his second wife). I once read another bloggers post about her dad, and she said she felt like she had “a dad shaped hole in her heart”, and that’s how I felt.

The next few months are a blur, as I put my head down and avoided life. I trudged through every day until the dark skies finally parted.

In June Ash got me a new puppy, that I love.

In July my mother and father-in-law moved to Utah, and I threw myself into taking care of her to distract myself from my own pain and problems. I cooked, cleaned, and ran errands for her while taking her to many appointments for her cancer treatment. We also had 3 teenage nephews come and stay with us. Two of them came for 10 days and the third stayed for 6 more weeks until mid August. We had a great time, and it was a wonderful distraction, but was also very tiring.

August was spent entertaining the nephews, and showing them all over Utah. I went to Cub Scout day camp with my Wolf den. During lunch I got a phone call that my mother-in-law had a seizure and was on her way to the hospital by ambulance. She ended up ok she had a few stitches and a huge black eye but over all she was fine. They did take her license away for six month so we started having to drive her everywhere.

At the end of August we decided to try another family vacation since our last attempt was a total disaster so we left for Hawaii. Ash and I have promised the kids a trip to Hawaii for years (Ash is from Hawaii). We can’t mange a family vacation without a major disaster, and this one was no different. We had a earthquake, and a hurricane during our trip.

Is anyone still with me?

Well next comes September, and September is our second really busy season so Ash was gone the whole month, and half of October to. By September I realize that we need to make some major changes and I started doing some serious soul searching.

October brought still more craziness, but attending the temple while Ash was out of town, and a lot of scripture reading brought a little peace to my life.

I got a phone call in mid October from Ash’s brother in Iraq asking me if I knew what had happened to his friend Ben. I will spare you the details, because I wrote about it here and here, but after a little detective work I found out that Ben had been in an accident, and was now a quadriplegic, and I spent the next few weeks at the ICU helping out as much as I could.

November was spent at the hospital doing what I could.

Mid November the bishop called me in to let me know that he was going to release me from my calling because he thought I needed a break.

In December family relationships came to a full boil (because of the family business) and we decided that it is time to leave the family business and do something else. I know this is the right thing to do, but it makes our future a little unsure. I have faith that the Lord will take care of us, but I don’t know what the next few months will hold for us.

If this whole post isn’t pathetic enough I’m spending New Years Eve taking care of my hubby, who is horribly sick.

I’m sure by now I have lost you all with my whining, but on the off chance that anyone is still reading this I need to throw in a few good things that happened this year.

  1. Sadie went to the temple to do baptisms for the first time.
  2. I discovered weight watchers, and have lost 22lbs
  3. Ash met one of his idols Seth Godin (who shaved his head)
  4. We went to Hawaii
  5. My mother in-law finished chemo and radiation and appears to be doing well
  6. My mother and father in-law got a mission call to London and will be leaving in February.
  7. My children are healthy
  8. We had a very generous friend donate a $200 gift certificate for Christmas to Ben and his family.
  9. We raised about $2,000 at a benefit dinner for Ben.

Here is hoping for a better new year.

Happy New Year everyone!

Day out with daddy

We have been clocking a LOT of work hours for a pretty long time now, and need to find a better balance to life. We have decided the last few weeks to take at least half of our Saturdays off, and do something fun with the kids. This past Saturday we took the kids and headed up to Salt Lake to see the children’s museum at the Gateway mall, and check out the Robots exhibit. (My oldest was thrilled ;0)

I haven’t ever been to the children’s museum in Salt Lake, but we really enjoy the one in Palm Springs, and the one in Seattle as well, so it sounded fun. It wasn’t bad, but the Robots exhibit was a little disappointing. There wasn’t much to do except line up dominoes, which my kids could do at home. The rest was just a lot of looking at displays, and watching short videos about how robotics works or how they made the movie Robots.

The rest of the museum was fun. We enjoyed the TV studio, and sending messages back and forth through a tube and a laundry line. Cole loved playing in the water down stairs, and shooting balls through a tube in the garden area.

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Dallin took the news cast very serious, but Cole not so much. He was to into seeing himself on TV.

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After the museum I talked Ash into going to the Festival or Trees in Sandy. We had a great time looking at all the beautiful trees, but I forgot to take pictures. Maybe next time.

The Scare of my Life

Wow I just had the scariest experience EVER. I don’t even know If I can write about it in complete sentences, because I’m still shaken up. Yesterday I went to pick Ash up from the airport (very common occurrence lately) and when I got there 20 minutes late he wasn’t out front waiting. I called his cell phone and it went strait to voice mail which either means it’s off or he is on it (I thought probably on it).

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I left the kids in the car on the curb (with Sadie to babysit, and the doors locked, with the cell phone) and decided he was probably waiting inside where it is warm. When I got inside and looked around his flights baggage carousel he wasn’t there so I went and talked to the airlines baggage counter. The incompetent nice airline employee asked if she could help me.

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ME: Yes, my husbands flight just got in and he wasn’t on it could you look into it for me.

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Employee: Yes mam that flight has already arrived.

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ME: Um yes, but he wasn’t on it could you please check if he ever checked in for the flight.

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Employee: Oh, ok. Sure.

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Employee: (after rapid typing) No we don’t show he ever checked in, sorry.

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ME: (thinking: what do you mean sorry, find out more) OK what about his flight from Honolulu to Phoenix did he ever get on that plane.

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Employee: We don’t show that that plane ever took off.

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ME: (a little louder now) What do you mean it never took off? If it didn’t take off he would have called me.

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Employee: I’m sorry that’s all the information I have.

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Seriously people do you think that is an acceptable answer? I mean my husband is missing, and all I get is a “I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

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So from there she tells me that even though we bought the flight through them, they contract another airline to fly to and from Honolulu, and that I will have to call and talk to them (she doesn’t even offer to call for me, or give me the number.). I go back out to the car where my kids are asking where is daddy and all I can say is I don’t know. I call 411 and get the other airlines number but can’t get a human on the phone so I’m stuck talking to a computer and after 20min all I find out that my husbands direct flight from Honolulu to Phoenix left Honolulu at 2:30 am (3 hours late) and arrived in Kana Pali. Kana Pali what the hell is that?

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By now It’s been about 45min and still no answers. I decided to drive around and park and go into the airport to the other airlines counter dragging all 3 kids who by now are panicking to, and not leave until I get an answer. When I get into the airport not only do they not have a counter for that airline, but nobody has even heard of that airline (not reassuring).

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By now I’m not only hyperventilating, but I’m pissed. I march up to the original airlines counter and explained (to a lady who wasn’t doing anything at the time) the situation and the witch nice lady tells me that if I want to get in the back of the line she would be happy to help me as soon as it was my turn. Seriously people! By now I’m starting to worry that they are going to have to arrest me for making a scene in the airport. I (in a very loud tone) told her that no I would not get to the back of the line, that I had been in the airport now for over an hour and a half, and she damn well better start giving me some answers. (Oh and by the way I had talked to Ash’s dad on the phone and he explained that Kana Pali was in Maui, and that the only reason for stopping there would be an emergency landing, not helpful.)

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Right about then I got a text message from Ash that he had just landed in Phoenix, and that he would call me in a minute to explain. I burst into tears, and was shaking. I can’t even tell you how scary this was. It turned out that yes they landed in Maui, because they lost a communications antenna, and a 10 min fix turned into 3 hours (after the 3 hours that they spent waiting to take off from Honolulu.). When I asked why he didn’t call, he said he didn’t want to wake me. I explained that waking me would have been better than what I went through, and that from now on he isn’t aloud to fly.

Conquering Fear

When I was little my dad took up hunting. He started with a cross bow when I was real young. I have vague memories of it sitting behind my parents head board of their bed. When I was a little older he started hunting with shot guns and taking my brother along.

One year after Ash and I had been married for a few years my dad invited him on a hunting trip. In our family this was a very big deal. They loaded up the motorhome and headed for eastern Washington for 3 days of fun. It turned out to be a trip from hell.

Shortly after arriving my brothers friend, who my dad had told to stay close by wandered off and got lost. They searched in the howling wind and snow until around 2 in the morning when they finally located him. He was frightened, but not hurt.

It continued to snow all night and the snow began to pile up rather deep. The next day they headed out hunting in thigh deep snow. By mid morning my brother (the avid hunter) was whining like a baby along with everyone else, except for Ash. The next two days were much the same everyone was miserable and wanted to go home, the only problem with that was the pass had been closed due to excessive snow and they were stuck. Along with being stuck my dad had injured his back, and there was wrong with the motorhome, and it wasn’t running right.

After much debate, and a few phone calls home they decided to drive around the pass through Oregon. This made the trip much longer, and they also had to go through the Dalls which can be very windy. They crept along slowly and finally made it home safe.

My dad told me after that trip he had a new found respect for Ash. He has brought it up often through the years that Ash was the only one that didn’t complain. This was a bonding moment for my hubby and my dad. Although Ash didn’t ever complain about it he didn’t volunteer to go again.

The funny thing about growing up in a house full of hunters (my mom and sisters even joined in) is I’m completly terrified of guns. This has got to be my all time biggest fear. Even now just thinking about it makes my heart race, my palms sweat, and my hands shake. I’ve never touched a gun and had no intentions of going near one. Ash and I have had many discussions about him wanting to buy a gun, but I absolutly won’t have one in my house.

While Corey was home from Iraq this past week the whole family decided that for family night, and Veterans day that all the adults would go to the gun range and shoot guns. I didn’t want to be left behind so I decided to conquer my fear and go.

Well to make a long story a little shorter, I made it. I did it, and I didn’t even pass out or throw up. I will admit that I was in tears just trying to hold the gun, but I did it and I have pictures to prove it.

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Corey and I. (I finally stopped crying) If you look real close I hit in the center of the orange, not bad.

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Ash, Corey, and John loading up.

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Gail getting lessons from Corey.

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Ash with a M-4

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Look at me I got brave and shot the M-4.

Halloween fun

Halloween is in full swing at our house, and I’m feeling baa-humbug about the whole thing. It’s not that I don’t love Halloween, or any other holiday for that matter, but I hate the busyness of it. Of course since procrastination is my middle name I waited until last night to buy candy, and find a costume.

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Every year my kids ask me what I’m going to be, and I tell them “a grumpy old mommy”. They don’t think that’s very funny, so this year I did go out and get a costume, well sort of. I’ll post pictures later. Since I’m joining in the Halloween crap fun I thought Ash should to, so I made him go out last night and get himself a costume to.

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Halloween just isn’t fair to us Weight Watchers girls. I am totally over my candy addiction except when Halloween rolls around. Wish me luck tonight.

The day a Meth head tried to steal my puppy

I often tease my hubby when he talks about growing up here in happy valley, and the drug problem at his school. He would tell me about kids stealing prescription pills from their parents, or even one kid who would throw himself down the stairs to get pain meds.

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This was incredibly funny to me because were I grew up (in the ghetto) we had a crack man that set up shop on the sidewalk in front of our school, armed security guards, metal detectors, and weed might as well have been sold in the vending machines. It was really that accessible.

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A few months ago while taking a trip to hell Walmart with my new puppy, I was approached by a girl who was interested in asking questions about Bailey. There was nothing in particular about her that was alarming, but every bell and whistle in my head went off. I knew she wanted to take Bailey. When she got closer I could see signs that I was right and she probably was a meth head. Meth isn’t a drug that I’m really familiar with. It wasn’t as readily available in our area, but I saw how twitchy and jumpy she was and just knew. Then she asked if she could hold her, and the red flags really went off. I told her no, and made an abrupt exit into the store.

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As soon as I got into Walmart the annoying nice greeter told me that Bailey would have to wait in the car. I turned around and marched right back to the car. When I got out front I saw two guys chasing down the same girl for trying to steal a bike from the bike rack out front. She was yelling “I’m sorry I’m sorry” and running off. They chased her away, and returned the bike.

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I knew it, I wasn’t crazy that lady wanted to steal my dog to sell for drugs. (Bailey ain’t cheap, she would have been in meth heaven for awhile) I have always prided myself on being street smart and on that day it paid off. When I got home I told Ash all about it, but he didn’t seem as surprised as I was. I guess there really is a drug problem in happy valley. I need to do more to warn my kids.

Does being a blogger automatically mean your a geek?

Yesterday my little sis was over, (watching our kids while we went to Park City for the night) and we got into a discussion about how geeky I am becoming because I blog and enjoy reading blogs. Does blogging automatically equal geek?

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Her evidence to prove what a geek I am was that within 3 hours of cutting my hair I had posted a pic of the new do. To my defense though Ash was out of town and I posted that picture totally for his benefit. I know excuses excuses.

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On a more exciting topic (at least for us anyway) today is the big move in day for LDS hospital. This means Ben along with about a hundred others will be shipped over to their new rooms via 85 ambulances. I can’t imagine the undertaking in moving that many sick and injured patience. The new place is great, and he will have a gorgeous mountain view along with a huge flat screen TV and pull out sleeper sofa. Yeah! I watched a bit of the move on the news this morning, and all was going well. We can’t wait to visit him in his new place.

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Even more good news, my theory about ignoring my symptoms worked and I’m feeling much better.

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On a more sad and pathetic note, Ash fractured a bone in his foot. How you ask? He has no idea, he just woke up that way. He’s the only person I know who can get hurt doing nothing. He swears I must beat him in his sleep. I say he needs to at least come up with a good story like he hurt himself while skydiving or something. I hope he gets better soon, I hate seeing him hurt so much.

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Here is a few of my favorite posts for the week.

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Donate to Ben

We have got a lot of phone calls, and emails from people asking where they can donate money if they can’t make it tonight. Ash has set up an account to take donations, just go to www.ashbuckles.com, and click on the donate button.

Thank you to everyone for your support, we really do have the greatest friends!!! Hope to see a bunch of you their tonight.

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UEA Vacation

We are off on a much needed vaca to St George. Hope everyone has a great weekend. I’ll post pics when we get back.

New Do

So I went and got my haircut and I thought I would post a picture. I tried to take a picture through the mirror and I thought “Wow that mirror is really dirty, how did that happen?” Oh well I’m not going to clean it now, so then I remembered Adria’s post about her new hair cut and decided to try the reverse camera photo. What do you think?

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So Ash has a crush on Reese Witherspoon, and fell in love with her haircut on the cover of ELLE magazine. So this is my attempt at her haircut.

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Conference and Car wrecks

Wow the wild ride that is my life just doesn’t slow down. We had a wonderfully blissful time watching conference. Believe it or not all my kids behaved themselves for all 4 sessions of conference. Of course due to the wonderful conference bingo game. I love that game and the creative person who came up with it.

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On Sunday we went over to my in-laws house for breakfast and conference, and stayed for both sessions. I really needed this conference. I don’t know that I heard anything earth shattering, I just needed the grounding that it gave me. I just needed something to bring me back to center. Life has been crazy for so many months now it was great to do nothing but listen to the apostles teach at conference.

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At grandma’s house we cheated a little, and let Cole play blocks quietly during the morning session.

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This morning we got up early to get Ash ready to leave for the airport. At about 7:00 I got a phone call that I recognized as being from Iraq. When I answered the phone my brother-in law was asking me what happened to Ben. Ben is his best friend, he’s know him since they were kids. Ben is a very important part of the family, he is just like family. I’ve know the kid since he was 8. I told him I didn’t know, but I would find out. After a little hunting, and a little lying (I had to pretend I was immediate family) I was able to find out that he had been in a car wreck and was at LDS hospital in the ICU. So I took Ash to the airport and ran over to the hospital to see if they would let me in. They did let me in, but I wasn’t ready for what I found. Ben broke his neck and will never walk again. I couldn’t believe it, he is only 25, has 2 step kids and a baby on the way in December, and he will never walk again.

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I then had to make the phone call to Iraq and let Corey know what I found. He took it pretty hard, and is on his way home in the next few days. Ben is pretty upbeat about the whole thing, and his sweet wife Megan is holding everything together for now. His mom and sister came to town. (Ben lost his dad a few months ago, so this is just another major blow). It is good to have them here. His mom is handling a lot so Megan can focus on Ben.

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I spent the morning at the hospital, and then came home to get my kids from school. I’m going to go back up their as soon as my sister gets here to watch my kids. Oh funny side note, my little sister went in to see Ben and promptly passed out TWICE. What a wimp.

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Anyway does anyone have any ideas of how I can be useful? I have often heard stories of service that people have given, and thought “I wish I would have thought of that.” I just don’t know how I can help.

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The sweetest husband in the world

13 bouquets of flowers for our 13th anniversary. He tried to get 13 dozen roses, but they didn’t have that many.
I was so shocked I didn’t know what to say, so I took pictures ;0)

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Notice the 5 gallon bucket, I ran out of vases.

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Party at My House!

Well Ash is still out of town, and I’m really bored. Not that I don’t have plenty I could be doing, I just don’t feel like it with him gone. So I decided to have a party at my house last night. We had a scrapbook/stamping party from 7:00 until whenever (the last guest left at 2:00 this morning).

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So I’m sure you are probably wondering what I’m doing up at 8:00 in the morning after getting to bed at about 2:30. Well my youngest son has an internal clock that goes off at 6:00 every morning and makes him think it’s time to get up. I wish I could find his snooze button.

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So check out some of our stuff.

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I didn’t really do these, but I’m totally going to steal the idea.

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This is going to be my Christmas cards, but there is some blue mittens

that are going to hang from the white strip with twine.

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Anyway we had a blast, and I’m definitely doing that again soon.

Writers Block

I have total writers block right now. It’s not for a lack of stuff to talk about, it’s a total lack of what to say about it. I’ve got lists of stuff I could tell you all, like my kids first day back at school, my husband traveling for work again and won’t be back for yet another week, my parents plan to move out of “T-town” and into the country of Idaho, the stuff going on in Iraq with my brother in law, taking care of my mother in law while she is now doing radiation and her hubby is out of town to. I just can’t seem to get the motivation to write any of it. (plus I have a new camera, and the photos are stuck on it until the technical one in the family gets home).

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I can usually write some crappy article for work that will do, but this time I can’t even do that. I’m just staring at the cursor willing it to write itself. All of this is leading me to eat ridiculous amounts of candy that won’t look good on Friday when I go to weigh in for Weight Watchers.

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I guess I do have something to write after all, to bad its all whining.