Santa Came Early

It's now been 3 weeks that Santa came and dropped me off a new Dyson Pet Vacuum. I've thought about submitting a clip into the Dyson company of me vacuuming BoBo with my sisters' Dysons, hoping to get a free one. But just in the nick of time, ol Saint Nick's helper came rushing over from Richfield to drop it off. I've been vacuuming like crazy. There's something about getting a new vacuum only to start vacuuming in places that haven't ever been vacuumed, right? And BoBo is very happy when I crack out the Dyson. He is the first to go over to the rug (everywhere else is hardwood floors) and sit down, hoping that I'll crack out the wand. When I crack out the wand, he knows it's his turn. I need to upload a video I took from my phone, but I don't know how. I might have to call Debra on that one. Anyway, thank you Santa in Richfield and Santa's helper love you and my Dyson!

Who doesn't love ham balls?

Yesterday I was able to attend a dinner hosted by the Ward cousins. How I love Emily, Debra and Steve (and of course their families, too). There's something about ham balls that I love. Maybe it's the fact that I only get to have them once a year, or maybe it's the ham balls (cousins)that comes along with the ham balls. It's fun to get together and laugh, visit and enjoy each other. I can't believe they all have cute little kiddies. I wanted to snatch that lil Carter up and take him home (okay, so maybe just for a day) and cuddle him. I gave him a hug when I was leaving and I said, "You're my lil pumpkin." And he goes "I'm your lil pumpkin." And I said, "Yes." He was like, "No, I'm your lil pumpkin." He was trying to say, "No, you're my lil pumpkin," only he couldn't quit spit it out. I thought it was so cute.
So thanks to the Wards for hosting this lil ham ball for ham balls, wouldn't miss it!

I'm Still Stickin with 6 Weeks Today!

Even though I flubbed up the other day and bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked 3, I went to bed even more angry and boo-hoo-ie. At 3:30 that morning I got out of bed, got my pack of cigarettes, crushed them up, poured water all over them and then proceeded out in the cold in my pjs and slippers and put them in the trash and went back to bed. I'm still doing great. I've been finding out a lot about myself in the past 6 weeks, but it just goes to show that (according to Ted Pyrah) I am "one tough Ward and Pyrah."

Holy Snow!

For the first time in years, we got dumped on. Our weathermen usually are wrong about the weather here in Boise and when they said we were supposed to get 4 inches, I was like, "Yeah, right." When I awoke, there wasn't just 4 inches, there was 7 and it was still snowing.

Want to know what happens when a nonsmoker needs a break? She plows her driveway and sidewalk and no, not with a tractor, although I probably could in Richfield, but with her snow shovel. Great workout, but now it's back to my computer work and warm house!