marsha porter

Greg called me tonight with horrible news. A lady from our community died today. Her name was Marsha Porter. She & I had our nails done on the same day once every 6 weeks. We laughed & talked about our lifes. She worked at the hospital on the night shift in the rest home. She loved working with the "old people". She worked whenever she was needed--which was probably what killed her. Greg said that the police said she probably fell asleep at the wheel & ran off the road. My heart goes out to her & her family--she was a very special & caring person.

Bullwinkle With My Girls

I've had the most fun days in my life over the last few days! Lucy, Lilybeth, & Mommy spent the last 4 days at Bullwinkle with me! Oh, yeah, Greg & Stephen showed up for a couple of those days. And great-grandpapa-Ray & great-grandma-Jean came to visit for a day, too! It was soooo busy & soooo much fun!! Lucy made me laugh so hard this morning that my stomach still hurts. Mommy was feeding Lilybeth some cereal & she asked Lucy if she wanted some. Of, course, she opened her mouth. Mommy gave her a spoonful of Lilybeth's baby cereal. Well, Lucy started gagging--& I do mean gagging! We thought for sure she was going to throw-up--you know how that vomit-reflex hits you sometimes? Well, she was definitely vomit-reflexing! Jill & I both thought for sure that the peanut butter sandwich that she was eating before the spoonful of cereal was going to be in our view shortly. Didn't happen, tho! After she recovered, she thoughtfully watched as Lilybeth finished eating that nasty bowl of cereal. I could only begin to imagine the thoughts that were running through her mind. Hopefully she has gained a new respect for her baby sister.

37th Anniversary

Good Grief!! I'm ashamed to say that I haven't acknowledged our 37th anniversary. This is quite an accomplisment--neither one of us is dead yet; although there have been times that it would have been easy for either one of us to kill the other! Greg is one of the two most awesome men that are in my life--my Dad & he are tied for the title. Greg is ----hard to describe. He can do almost anything (I had to put the word "almost" in there just in case!). He never hesitates to face a problem head-on (hard-headed man!). Greg adores his grandchildren with a capital A.
He is the best thing that ever happened to me in Utah,. He is now an Idahoan--at least on his driver's license! Anyway, Happy Anniversary to the LUV of MY LIFE!!!

Kurtis Frank Hartley

I wish I had paid more attention to my little obnxious cousin. I do beleive we had a lot in common---lots of naughtiness, lots of daring, lots of "what the heck was I thinking??!!".We will all miss you--you have no idea how much of an impression you have left on all of our lives--I miss you so much because I didn't really know you for the special person that you became. Hopefully, you will be at peace--or having one helluva good time hunting for the devil!!--either one works for me! Keep an eye out for me--I'll be ready to hunt for the guy in the red cape with the pitchfork!

Kurt

Why is it that such good people die so young? I'm struggling tonight trying to accept the death of my cousin. Long story--short ending. His children, siblings, parents are struggling along with me. Again, my heart hurts. I guess this is what life is all about--life & death.

JEEZ!

Well,Sarge is still alive-only because of my super-human self-control. He still stinks!! The other
dogs have been very subdued & quiet today. They must be afraid that they will be the next one being thrown in the bathtub & coming close to being drowned! i often wonder how this happened to me. Having 4 dogs live with us is a real challenge, especially since 3 of them are boys that like to mark their territory--aka--MY TERRITORY!! I yell at them a lot. Doesn't seem to matter to them though. I think I like cats better than dogs. They at least go potty in litter boxes that don't leave spots on the floor & furniture!

Sarge & the Skunk

Well, tonight it's a miracle that I am at least not missing at least one dog. Sarge (GRRR!!) after spending over 2 hours barking at gosh only knows what decided to find himself a skunk to go after. At this moment, I am still wondering why I let him live. He has been sprayed with "Skunk Out" (twice!) & bathed three times. He still stinks!!! He just got up to have a drink of water (I'm sure his whole system is still digesting skunk spray) & I could smell his breath still reeking of skunk!! I'm sure my mother is looking down on this latest fiasco & is just chuckling if not howling with laughter. I'm not feeling very kindly towards her at this moment since she is the reason I have this little monster living with me. Long story. Greg hopes I am learning a lesson & will not want to own another dog for as long as he lives. I do love them (even Stinky--I mean Sarge). They are my little & not-so-little buddies. I usually enjoy their company--tonight was not quite as enjoyable. I'm still looking at my gun & wondering why I didn't shoot first & ask questions later. The evidence could have been buried, but the fumes would have probably started a forest fire!UGH!!