I loved Tom in the green arrow get up.
I’ve watched a lot of people kissing on TV and Tom Welling is the best kisser. Some actors are HORRIBLE, but Tom is really good. He just makes it so sensual and sexy. The man has talent!
Everybody has them, whether they’ll admit to it or not.
A lot of people do not know what a sexception is. Definition: a sexception is someone that you are allowed to sleep with should the opportunity arise AND your husband/wife/significant other allows it to happen, knows about it, is ok with it. The catch? It MUST be someone famous…. not your boss or the cute secretary… it must be someone famous.
My sexception? Tom Welling. 
He’s just yummy. Yowzer!…. I could stare all day. This guy makes me speechless cuz he so gorgeous!… and THAT is hard to do!
Ryan’s was Catherina Zeta Jones, until he saw Jennifer Garner in that lil’ red outfit in Elecktra, now she’s bumped up to the top of the list.
Yep, they are very gorgeous… but my Tommy is hotter… 
Wow! It’s hard to believe that 10 years ago, it was raining, it was my wedding day and I almost didn’t get married because I thought the rain meant bad luck. Thank goodness Amanda and Julianne were there pushing me out the door or I wouldn’t have gone… as it was I was 1/2 hour late.
Well, today it was raining, cloudy and yucky… same as when we got married… except this time I wasn’t freakn’ out. I was content and happy. Kyle told me that if it rains on your wedding it actually means”good luck and that your marriage will last forever.” Well, when he told me that I thought it was just BS and he was feeding me a line in order to make me feel better with a stupid superstition… but hey, here we are… 10 years later.
We’ve been through some crazy times and he’s been there by my side, steadfast, holding my hand, patiently and sweetly. Never before have I trusted anyone or loved anyone as much as I love him. I know he drives me crazy at times and I KNOW I drive him bonkers, but I love him. He is the eye of the storm for me. Chaos and craziness swirl about me, but when he’s around I feel calm. I feel love. I feel peace. I feel comforted.
I really do love hanging out with him. I love it when he’s around. He makes me laugh even when I don’t feel like laughing. Anytime I’m feeling cranky or sad he gives me a hug. He’s so free with his love. He’s very warm, kind, patient and we have a great time together. My love for him has grown over the years and the trials we have been through have only made us stronger.
I remember seeing him in institute class and thinking, “WOW! He’s so hot!” I observed him for a couple classes and anticipated each class because he was there. One day while he was answering a question I looked over at him and the weirdest thing happened… It was like I saw into his soul. I saw the Spirit he was before he came to earth. It was amazing. I saw a very strong, smart, valiant man. It was a surreal experience. I threw out my fishing line and began to reel him in.
I went up to him after class and asked him if he would be my model for one of my photo shoots I had to do for my photojournalism assignment. He was flattered and said yes. So I brought all my stuff over to his garage a week later and I set up the shot. We had a great time goofing around as I took lots of pictures. I called him on the phone a few times, found out which ward he went to, then I would ward hop and visit his ward on Sundays.
A week before Valentines day he asked me out to the movies. We went to Esso plaza downtown Calgary and saw some movie, I don’t even remember what it was. I just remember leaving the movies at night and he grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. I almost died. Inside I was jumping around and screaming I was so excited. I tried to contain my happiness, but I was my usual hyper, chatty, bubbly, happy self…. that was our first date.
We didn’t kiss on the first date, that would be oh so improper since I was little Miss Molly. I didn’t kiss on the first date. He asked me out again on Valentines Day … and I guess the rest is history. We were stuck like glue to one another. I don’t even remember our first kiss. I just remember our first date. We dated for 3 years. We went through ups and downs. We got to know each other quite well… So he knew what he was getting into when we got married.
I always ask him why he married me and he always says that ‘I’m fun and I’m full of surprises. He never knows what to expect from me, things are never dull or boring when I’m around.’ Years later and I still surprise him. He truly is my best friend. I love talking with him and just being with him.
Now that we have 5 kids my heart just melts when I watch him play with the kids. He’s always the better parent. He’s such a good dad. He tries hard and he is the softy when it comes to them. I’m the bull in the china shop and he is the big teddy bear.
I’m the crazy, insane one and he’s always the calm, patient one. We are total opposites from one another, but we’re proof that opposites attract. He completes me and he’s my match. I love him to bits and pieces. I’m glad that I married him…10 years later and he still takes my breath away. I’ll still look at him and think, “Wow! He’s sexy!”. Sometimes through a crowd I’ll spot him and think, “Holy crap that guy is hot!… then a few seconds later my brain kicks and I think, Hot diggity dog! He’s mine! That’s Ryan!!!”
Although I may rant and rave, stomp my foot and spaz out like a spoiled 3 year old, I really do love him and I appreciate all he does for me and our little family. He has a quiet inner strength and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I love it when he draws me into his burly chest with his big arms and envelops me in a hug. I snuggle in and I feel like nothing can ever hurt me again. I feel so safe. I’ve never knew love could be so powerful and so amazing. 10 years later and I can finally say, “yes, I do love you with all my heart!”
Happy 10th Anniversary my love!
Love Always and Forever,
Your crazy wife Joanne.
I’m ready to give my middle child to social services…. I’m kidding… well, only 1/2.
Brandon is giving me a run for my money and I am about to go insane. I’m having such a hard time dealing with him.
He’s getting into all kinds of mischief. He took out the chocolate powder and spread it all over the kitchen floor.
He keeps fighting with Mya all the time. Those 2 are constantly fight over everything.
Luke was playing in the grass in the back yard. Brandon stood on the deck and peed on Luke. I had a cooler on the deck and he threw it over the deck barely missing Luke. He will hit and punch Luke sometimes. I ask him why he does that and he says, “I’m just sick of him. I don’t want a baby brother.” I think the jealousy monster is rearing it’s ugly head.
He’ll take things and break them. He’ll take food out and sneak it into his room or in the basement then make a mess with it. I bought some blueberries the other day. Joshua, Mya and Brandon had a blueberry fight. Blueberries were scattered all over the floor and some were squished into the floor. I made them pick it up.
Brandon and Josh keep fighting with one another. ACK!!!!!! I can’t wait for school to start. At least then they’ll be occupied. It’s been harsh having to get back to reality and having to deal with the kids after 5 days alone in Victoria.
Joshua has been causing me grief as well. He’s is constantly pestering his brothers and sisters. Always trying to get a rise out of them by being annoying.
Brandon comes downstairs complaining that Josh put poo in his mouth.
“Is that true Josh?” I asked.
“Well, it was only a little bit!” he exclaims.
“Where did you get the poo?!?” I ask.
“I dug it out of my bum.” he replies.
ACK!!!!
“Go to your room! You do not do that to your brother! Think about what you did and why it is wrong to put your poo in your brothers mouth!”
“But I only put a little bit in! It wasn’t very much at all!!!” he wails.
*sigh* Holy crap. Literally… holy crap!
Man… reminds me of the time when Anthony and I put some rabbit poo in a box of Glossette raisins, then fed them to John… HAHAHAHA…. hilarious! Then he got worms… hehe…
Guess I better take Brandon to the doctor to see if he has worms…
“Dane don’t bring that in. Put that back out. My mom is sitting at the computer over there,” Josh says in a hushed voice.
“But she’s got her back turned, she won’t see us!” Dane replies.
“Yes, she will! She’s got eyes in the back of her head!” Josh says.
“No she doesn’t!”
“Yes!” Josh replies with conviction, “she can see! I was doing something bad one day and she knew!”
“Don’t get into any mischief!” I say.
“SEE!” Josh whispers at Dane… “she can see us!”
I haven’t been blogging a lot cuz I’ve been soooooo stupid busy. But now I’m so stressed out of my mind I’ve got to do something before I have a nervous breakdown. I’ve been crazy busy since the middle of June when I began planning the Stampede breakfast out here in Okotoks.
The first thing that started getting me busy planning in May was the father daughter camp. I don’t think people realize how much work and planning I put into activities. June 21 our ward did a father daughter camp. It was awesome! I was happy with the turn out. Only 2 families didn’t show up out of all the people that turned out. We had about 65 people there. Ryan did breakfast (eggs, pancakes, sausages and oj), the dad’s and daughters hiked the Blue Rock hike, they had lunch, had a water fight, played in the Sheep River that ran by Sandy McNab and decorated a pillow case, they had lunch (sloppy joes, chips, veggie tray, then did a obstacle course, sang camp fire songs around the fire and roasted marshmallows. It was a fantastic time! The amazing thing was that it didn’t rain on us once. It was a cool day and the temp. hovered around 23C, it spit a little rain on us but it didn’t dump like it did in Calgary or in Okotoks. I had to go into Turner Valley and back home to Okotoks cuz I kept forgetting stuff. I would drive 5 min. away from the camp site and it was raining. It seemed to rain all around but not at our camp. I was so thankful! I had been praying my heart out that we wouldn’t get rain and I’m always amazed when I have my prayers answered.
Once we got back I jumped in full throttle on the July 14 Stampede Breakfast. It took a lot of coordinating with the other 2 wards to put this breakfast on. This was a big deal because we were inviting the community and I had to make sure all the t’s were crossed and the i’s dotted. I dealt with all kinds of craziness. I would work on this all day long. I was constantly on the phone trying to find this or that or get a hold of someone. The Bishop wanted me to log in my hours of community service for this event. He asked me how long it took to organize, pick stuff up, etc… He estimated around 30 hours… I laughed… I thought it was more like 100 hours. I wish I would have known I had to log in these hours and I would have kept track of it. I would be interested to know how long I spent agonizing and planning this. I started planning in April when I was told I had to do it.
To everyone that attended the event, it was a success and went well. Only a few people noticed the bumps we encountered. Well, the day before and the day of the breakfast there was catastrophe after catastrophe. The SRW was not able to find horses for the event. I tried for 2 weeks to find wagon rides or horse rides, but unfortunately was not able to get someone so late in the process. The first helium tank didn’t have enough helium, the second helium tank ran out as well. I finally got one that worked when the breakfast was 1/2 way over. The HR Ward lost their grill. They had NO IDEA where it was. The hunt was on. I was FREAKING OUT over this one. They have the best grill and Ryan loves this grill. We had rented one and had a couple more, however, the HR grill was the best. Finally they found it in a park. Thank goodness no one stole it. They brought it out to us at 6:00am. I was so grateful. The SRW totally dropped the ball. They were suppose to have people to help out and all the things I told them to do… they didn’t do it or it was being done 5 minutes before the breakfast started. I swear I was so pissed off. I was ready to slap the chick that I was in charge of their ward. It took everything I had not to yell at her. She knew I was pissed off. I was trying hard to be nice, but usually when I’m mad people know. I was talking through my teeth at her with a forced smile… ARG! This calling will be good for her because she needs to learn how to delegate, follow through, be organized, be on time and be a little aggressive. *sigh* I almost had a heart attack dealing with her. I never ever want to do another joint activity with her. I flat out refuse. I’ll deal with the old leader, but not with her. My sanity just can’t handle it. So all the things we had, like the bouncy castle, mini golf and some of the events were not tended by people. I tried to get people to help at the last minute, but it was only manned 1/2 the time. We ran out of eggs and juice so we had to go buy more. Thankfully Safeway is next door, so I sent the Bishop over.
The CRW came through. They were awesome. I couldn’t have done it without them. So for this stampede breakfast we had pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausages, orange juice and water. We had a live band(which didn’t start playing until 10:00am, they were suppose to start at 9:00), we had a rope the horse, cow pie toss, mini golf, fishing pond, bouncy castle, a cowboy posing picture stand, free mini donuts, face painting, a magician, and helium balloons. It was very well planned and despite the hiccups we encountered, it was a great success. We served 920 people. There were 1000 people there I estimate. People didn’t take plates for their kids and some people saw the line up and got mini donuts instead. The place was hopping. I think that for our little town that was great! People came from all over, some even came from Calgary. Country 105 was handing out stuff at our event as well. I was so amazed by the publicity we got.
So once that was over, then the next weekend we had a Country Fair. I called up the old activities leader of SRW and told her that I refused to deal with the new chick that dropped the ball at the Stampede breakfast and that she had to come aboard and plan this. She agreed and she took the lead. She planned everything, so there was little for me to have to do. The Country Fair was so much fun! We did it at a ranch that a member owned in the SRW. Going to this ranch was like going to God’s ranch. It was AMAZING! It’s crazy what money can buy and this guy spared no expense at making this place incredible.My kids had a blast. I just let them run free. When we got there they asked, “do we have to stay by you or can we go anywhere we want?” I said, “Go anywhere you want!” They did. I wish we had an acreage. They went on the horses, played the games, had cotton candy, popcorn and played with friends they made. It was truly wonderful. The turn out wasn’t as highly attended as I had hoped. Next year we will do this event in September.
After this ended I had 2 days to pack for Victoria. I did a lot of running around. I had to get last minute stuff and I was up till 1am every night. I was so excited to go. It was stressful leaving and I was so glad once I got on the plane…. which I barely made. I arrive 30 min. before the plane took off and raced through the airport to get to the plane. Chaos just seems to follow me everywhere I go….
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