Crazy guy: What did I tell you to do? I told you to get on your knees and pray to god to help keep you sober.
*loud yelling from phone*
CG: No, I did not tell you to pray to Heavenly Father.
*Yelling from phone*
CG: No not Jesus. He can't do anything for you!
*Yelling from phone*
CG: It's okay if you pray to him, he's my god.
*yelling from phone*
CG: Okay. Love you. Happy Birthday
Maybe this is why things die in our garden....
For an online science class I am taking we have to do experiments. One of which involves worms.
Earlier in the year, we were prepping our garden so it could surprise us yet again with a bountiful crop. While prepping, my Mother and I found so many worms, it was astonishing. It was like our garden was the Pied Piper of worms.
So reasonably (or so I thought), I said to myself, "Hey! Why don't I go out to the garden and dig around and find worms, so we don't have to buy them." My first attempt yielded only three worms, that after two days, died.
My mother then said, "Why don't you try soaking the dirt to bring the worms up?" This was one of those smack the palm of your hand on your forehead and say, "DUH!" moments. So while my mom was at a meeting I brandished the watering can, trowel, big shovel, and worm bucket, and got to work.
For 45 straight minutes I dug, re-soaked, dug, re-soaked....ect.
This attempt yielded these astonishing products:
1. Grub like thing that was very cute, but alas, not a worm
2. A dead worm
3. A whole plastic bag
4. A cut on my leg
Was I not meant to find worms?
Word to the wise, do not invite me on any fishing trips, I will scare away the worms, and possibly the fish.
Earlier in the year, we were prepping our garden so it could surprise us yet again with a bountiful crop. While prepping, my Mother and I found so many worms, it was astonishing. It was like our garden was the Pied Piper of worms.
So reasonably (or so I thought), I said to myself, "Hey! Why don't I go out to the garden and dig around and find worms, so we don't have to buy them." My first attempt yielded only three worms, that after two days, died.
My mother then said, "Why don't you try soaking the dirt to bring the worms up?" This was one of those smack the palm of your hand on your forehead and say, "DUH!" moments. So while my mom was at a meeting I brandished the watering can, trowel, big shovel, and worm bucket, and got to work.
For 45 straight minutes I dug, re-soaked, dug, re-soaked....ect.
This attempt yielded these astonishing products:
1. Grub like thing that was very cute, but alas, not a worm
2. A dead worm
3. A whole plastic bag
4. A cut on my leg
Was I not meant to find worms?
Word to the wise, do not invite me on any fishing trips, I will scare away the worms, and possibly the fish.
Art show entries Jr.
So i am entering the same art show as my dad.....but in the younger division, I am putting two pictures in the contest. So if you would help me pick some pictures, that would be great! Thank you!
A leaf I found on the ground that is in the perfect shape of a heart.
The Mount Timpanogos temple
Flower on the door of the Mt. Timpanogos temple
Dandelion in my backyard
A leaf I found on the ground that is in the perfect shape of a heart.
A little boy at M.O.M.A playing tag with his brother
The Mount Timpanogos temple
Flower on the door of the Mt. Timpanogos temple
Dandelion in my backyard
Thank you!
The King of Pop
I was at girls camp when it happened.
When I was nine I got a dvd of Michael Jackson music videos. I loved that thing. I still do.
When I heard, wanted to cry.
Everyone needs to go listen to/watch all of the Michael Jackson music videos/cds/records you can get your hands on.
Do it now. You know you want to.
When I was nine I got a dvd of Michael Jackson music videos. I loved that thing. I still do.
When I heard, wanted to cry.
Everyone needs to go listen to/watch all of the Michael Jackson music videos/cds/records you can get your hands on.
Do it now. You know you want to.
