Waddup peeps. I have a confession - my wonderful, amazing, fabulous, and favorite daughter Misty went through all the trouble of adding a million pictures to my blog for me. She is truly the light of my life and the only reason I get out of bed in the morning. I could sing her praises endlessly, but I know how humble she is so I don't want to embarrass her. Bless her.
But because I am a worthless and underserving blogger I never added any text to the pictures, and so they sat in my account, lonely and unpublished, just waiting for me to do something. My shame for this burns like a thousand fiery suns. In an attempt to redeem myself and make it up to Misty, also known as She Who Makes Life Worthwhile, I am now writing and publishing this post all by myself. No, Misty did not hack into my account when she was really bored one day while her boys played XBox and filled her front room with farts to do it for me. This is me, Julie, in the flesh. Or at least in the Internet.
Here's a snapshot of Johnson life from the past 6 months. Let's start with my anniversary. The Babe and I went here first:
Then we went on a bike ride up the Provo River Parkway. The scenery was beautiful.
We were going to finish our date with dinner, but The Babe had a stroke trying to keep up with me on our bike ride, so we finished the day off with him feeling sick and me making fun of him all the way home. I don't know what that thing is on his face in the pic below. Maybe an oxygen mask, or a dead rodent...
The girls on our trip to St. George to see Thriller in October. Which one is the most photogenic? It's so hard to say (and now you can see why we didn't post more pictures from this trip)...
Caulder as Indiana Jones for Halloween:
Tukker had to stay home and snuggle Grandpa Babe because he was too sick for trick or treating.
In November Misty, Caulder and I went to Oklahoma to visit Kolby's family. He's a third-year med student there, and he's doing really well. I hereby command that when he's a rich and famous doctor he has to support his fabulous (though much less intelligent) sister Misty and take her and her family on exotic vacations around the globe. So let it be written, so let it be done.
The girlies, jamming out in the living room:
Caulder playing at the park:
Junie being mocked by her dad after a serious playground injury:
Winnie showing off her amazing bowling skills: Misty, who will soon be the next Internet model sensation after this picture. I would have tried to figure out how to flip it, but seeing it upright might have been too much awesomeness for all of you to handle:3/4 of my grandkids (Tukk had to stay home because his mom is a germaphobe freak). Clearly the cutest grandkids on the planet:
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Ry was out of school for spring break so we headed to Moab to find the sun!
this is an older post, but I never quite got around to publishing it. I was having technical difficulties. Obviously it continues, the same picture in on here twice!! opps!!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Kevin has been talking for a long time about building a new shop out back, (for what?), maybe I just don't listen or something, but when I came home on thursday Andy was just pulling in with a whatdayacallit....trackhoe and then there was some digging and smashing and then a little something another to do with a hidden water line and then there was some mud and more crashing sounds and anywho......... I guess we are getting a shop!!! yahoo!!! finally!!! I feel like the luckiest girl in the world right now. Oh yeah, happy birthday Kevin. notice the size of the trenches and think about this....Cole can actually jump across them, without falling in!! and more that just one time. Kory is thinking about filling them up with water and having a moat, I am not sure that is such a good plan, I think that whoever comes to put in concrete or something might get irritated. Maybe I need to work a little less and try to spend more time with Kevin, maybe this is just a cry for help..... Attention Jess: note the pool in the foreground. The pile of rubble is what remains of the old tack/goat shed, ah yes I bet Misty remembers many happy hours of being locked in there with Otis the goat on the other side of the door, giving a little tappity tap tap with his horns just to keep things interesting. I am a bit concerned because the trackhoe is still here...........