Making our children proud one movie at a time

I am still on location at the Gardner's residence. 

Because I am a person who is never happy with boundaries, I have decided to stay "just one more day".

I wanted to give you a peek into why our time spent together is so damn hilarious.  Of course this clip was filmed after one of those large ass margaritas and a butt load of beers consumed throughout the day.

Oh don't worry folks!!!!!.....we have more footage for your entertainment.  Keep watching for a 'I'm a shark" dance, a reenactment of the Karate Kid's "crane", and who knows what else we will drum up within the next 12 hours!!!

Our children watched as we danced and laughed.

They were not impressed.

The way I see it, we are serving our parental purpose in exposing them to things that are more awkward and humiliating then themselves.  I believe I am creating confidence in their teen lives with them knowing that what ever they go through, it's never as bad as having to watch their momma free flow jive in a drunk performance!

Stick em up!

Have you tried the stick on nail polishes???

I LOVE THEM!!!!

Of course if you wanted to spend the time, you could get creative and alternate a design on each nail or incorporate standard polish along with the stickers to give a fun mismatch.

I personally love them because I am too impatient to wait for my nails to dry, and I can have these stickers on in minutes!

They are so easy and last FOREVER!

In fact, the first batch I put on lasted so long I was afraid they had bonded with my nail for an eternal marriage.

Then I found out that they can easily be removed with polish remover. Or you can do like I did, and peel them off.  A little sticky residue was left behind but easily balled off once I washed my hands.

Totally worth the under 10 bucks you will pay!

[a $10 package will do your nails and toenails at least 3 times]

Firework overload

The entire month of July is open range for people to do fireworks EVERYDAY in Utah!

I'm quite fond of a beautiful explosive flower of light in the night sky......... but COME ON!!!! 

Do we really need to do this E V E R Y DAY????

We are all so burned out on the over abundance of "shish, boom, bam" that my kids didn't even want to go somewhere on the eve of the Mormon holiday to oooooo and ahhhhhhh over yet another firework show.

I think that says a lot!

So, for our July 24th celebration of the Mormon Pioneers, we sat in our comfy home with a glass of wine [for me], popcorn [for the kids] and a nerve sedative [for Daisy].

We watched the fun happening around us through our big windows and on our front porch step.

It was glorious :)

MOM!! What are you doing?!?!

For the first time in my life [that I can actually remember], 

I sleep walked.

It was 11:30 pm and I had been to sleep for about a half hour.

I was in one of those realms that I didn't feel asleep, only that many thoughts were going through my mind.

In a panic attack, I flung the sheets back and jumped out of bed thinking that I was the only one home and I had forgotten to close the garage. [Randy was laying right next to me the whole time but I swear the bed looked empty on his side!]

I ran out of my room, past the couches and the office.

Nearing the door to the garage I hear, "MOM!!  What are you doing?"

I stopped dead in my tracks and nervously replied, "I'm alone and need to close the garage."

River was standing in front of me at this point and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Mom, are you okay?  You're scaring me."

I remember blinking and realizing my surroundings.

I looked at Riv with a blank stare, shook my head, and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me.  I think I just sleep walked."  Then I slowly made my way back to bed without saying another word.

I've seen my children sleep walk, and also heard of personal stories of people throwing mattresses on their spouse and people actually leaving their homes without remembering doing it.

I always wondered how a person could be in such a dimension of  dreaming that your body acts upon the story without consciousness.

After experiencing it myself, I can say it is fahreekin weird and scary.

Sleep walkers rule #1:  Always wear something to bed that is appropriate for the world to see, because you never know when the sandman will fool you with his magic angel sleep dust!

Nobody wants to see a  bed-headed sleepwalker zombie-ing around with their junk hangin out!

P.S.  The next night [and it felt like ALL night!] I'm pretty sure Daisy and I had a conversation through telepathy.

Something is toying with my brain as I try to sleep.

No wonder insomnia is prevalent in my nights!

I'm frightened of what will become once I do start getting some ZZZZZ's!!!!!

Baby you amaze me

Jax is in a day treatment program Monday thru Friday where he has school and therapy daily.

One of the therapeutic classes they give is 

"music and movement arts".

Friday was their Olympic talent show.

Each child had the opportunity to express themselves and present their wonderfulness through dance, song....... 

and in Jax's case, jump rope.

I could see that Jax was very nervous and a bit withdrawn that morning before the production.

I asked him what he was specifically nervous about?  

Being in front of a crowd?

Scared he might mess up?

Feels like he doesn't know his routine?

BINGO!!!!!

DING!DING!DING!

He says, "Yeah mom!  I don't know my routine! 

And neither does the other guys in my group.  

The teacher didn't give us enough time to practice! ARGH"  

then his head hung low.

I said, "Well, haven't you been practicing everyday for the last 4 weeks?"

Jax said, "Yeah, but I really needed a month!"

let that sentence set in for a min.......

I said, "Jax, 4 weeks IS a month."

He said, "Oh......well then I could have used two months!!!  

I'm scared I'm not ready."

I said, "It's going to be ok bud.  

Me and dad and grandma and your teachers and your therapist will be in the audience watching.  

We all are so proud of you!  

Go out there and just be yourself.

Have fun and you will get everyone else having fun.

You're fun is contagious!"

I totally over-vamped the enthusiasm!  

Jax could see through it.

It even made me cringe from the happy-happy-goody-two-shoes attitude.  

But I didn't know what else to do!

He said, "ok mom......I will try." with his eyes still looking at the floor and little confidence in his voice.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous for him.

I could totally understand his pain!

I am not a person that enjoys being center stage.

Maybe it's because my talents fall very short and I just want to pee and cry and my entire body breaks out into a hot sweat.

But put a tambourine in my hand to shake behind the band, and 

H E L L O!!!!

I shine :)

[How does everything relate back to me??? 

this is a post about my kid.

God I'm so absorbs sometimes!]

The show started with a flag ceremony and children dancing to different country's anthems.

My water works immediately flowed.

I watched these kids present a side of them that was so pure, happy and free;

which are three things that are not the norm in their every day minds.

The teacher informed the audience that there was no choreography in place.  

The children were instructed to move to the way their bodies told them to move.  

To make their own routine.  

To feel the music, 

feel the ribbons in their hands, 

and to feel the joy 

between their body and mind as it merged.

It was beautiful beyond words.

These kids are special......

and I am fortunate to be privy to see this side of them.

Jax and a group of 4 other boys were the closing ceremony.

He had told me previously that he would be jump roping for the talent show, but didn't want to practice at home because he wanted it to be a surprise.

And yes, I was completely surprised by the talent!

They jumped to the song "Party Rock" by LMFAO.

They started with the long rope.

Jax and his best friend were the main attraction by jumping with fast footwork, turns, and rhythm.

The audience was cheering, which livened Jax's entertaining instinct.

He then danced around the stage with his arms pumping to the sky to get everyone clapping and moving in their seats.  

After a few signature moves, like the running man and some fancy Usher glides, Jax had his solo jump rope show in the games' finale.

The song has a fast thump at the end.

Jax singly jumped to the beat faster than I've ever seen his feet go!!!!

BAM

BAM 

BAM

BAM

BAM

I yelled, "GO JAX GO!!!!!!!!"

There were other voices in the crowd cheering him on, 

which only expanded his presence.

[I couldn't take pictures or video of his performance due to the privacy of the other children]

Our boy......

Our Jumpin Jax Flash made his mom and dad very proud!

These are the rewards that a parent waits for.....

we have all earned the pride it gives.

Life is good :)

Just one more brag if I may.......

Jax painted this mother and baby elephant.

Do you see the detail, yet simpleness of the color enhanced dimension? 


baby......you amaze me!

Jump on the Train with me!

Train.....one of my top 3 favorite bands these days!

I know that this song isn't bright shiny new on the radio, 

but I can't get enough of it no matter how many times I hear it!!!!

While finding this live SLC radio station concert on YouTube

 [they don't have a music video taped yet], 

I found out that the song is about a guy who is too embarrassed to tell his friends that his lady dumped him, 

so he tells them she died.

It's so damn funny!!!

But then again, I am a girl who laughs at tragedy....

I realize that I am not the norm.

These are the 50 ways he said goodbye.

I hope you likeee too!

Men and women are NOT created equal

I'm feeling gypped by the fact that I  get more eye sags, brittle hair, crepe paper skin and the 'boobs hang low syndrome' as each day passes.........

Randy and men in general are on the opposite end of aging in their 40's.

They advance to distinguished and sexy.

Years bring character as their hair turns silver.

Their face shows a comfortableness of manhood through the lines.

I go in and out of  gracefully agreeing to the terms of aging.

I have comfort in knowing, that no matter how the process will look in the end..........

this handsome, sharp dressed man is dedicated to holding my weathered body on his arm for the long haul.

That loving thought makes me smile :)

DOH!! There we go!!!  

Another face wrinkle for me.

[The suit picture is full of orbs.

I'd like to think his angels were surrounding him this particular day to give strength and encouragement.

do do dooo doooo......weird!
AND yes, it took 3846 yards of material to make the slacks long enough for daddy long legs.]

OH!!! I'm getting you drunk tonight!!!!

Disclaimer:  blogger is doing it's own phantom highlighting again.

I hate blogger!

It all started with a mid-day text from by best 'gingy' friend Amie.

"It's so effin hot here in Grand Junction!!!! 

 I miss you. 

 You should come down and float in my pool and booze it up with me"

She had me at booze.

I called my Paula-girl and extended the float-n-booze invite to her too.

A few days later, Paula and I were on the road headed to Colorado.

The TomTom telling us where to go, Hot Tamales passed back and forth and awesome deep convo's that only road trips allow due to driving time.

We stopped in Wellington to hit the head and Paula asked how much longer we had til we arrived at our destination.

I told her "eh, about an hour" knowing damn well, 

I myself didn't even know WTF I was talking about!!

Hello!!!

That's why I have to have TomTommy boy to tell me where the hell to go!

I'm an idjit when it comes to directions and drive times.

That hour passed, then another, and part of another.....

then we were finally directed to Amie's doorstep.

Good TomTom, Good boy! 

[Although, TomTom was born a boy,

 himmer talks like a lady.  

I don't judge lisps or the fact that TomTom never reached puberty.  

He can't help it if he sounds like a computerized Oprah!]

Hey Paula!!!  That's it! 

 I thought of what to name TomTom.....

he/she shall be called OPRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Once we arrived to Amie's home, we gave hugs, jumped up and down and then devised the plan of NOT planning and to only go with the flow of where the evening led us.  

But drinking would definitely be planned in our no plans contract because THAT you do have to plan for and as you can see 

[Paula will demonstrate in picture below]

we planned our purchases accordingly.

A CART O' BOOZE!!!!!!

yeeee haw partner!!!!

let's do this no plan rodeo!!!

{Thelma, Louise, and Lucille Ball}

It was hard to contain our excitement with the anticipated fun we were embarking on.

The LARGEST BEER COOLER IN THE WORLD also contributed to the giddy.

Paula and Amie thought it was real funny to listen to me as I accepted a phone call from one of my neighbors.  Daisy had dug under the fence due to her psycho anxiety from rain storms.  Randy wasn't home and obviously, I was in a whole nubba state.  I asked the neighbor to try to get Daisy off the streets and into my house.  Apparently the dog was so freaked out that she went deaf, dumb, and blind.  She was darting in front of cars and running in mad circles.  Daisy would NOT obey the neighbor's commands to follow her so she put her phone on speaker and had me yelling into the phone on my end, 

"Come on Daisy!!!! 

Come girl!!! 

Come home!!!!"

This extreme measure of humiliation was in hopes that Daisy would be comforted by my voice and snap out of the lala land she was tweaking out in.

IT WORKED!!!!!

IT WORKED!!!!!

IT WORKED!!!!!

My soaking, stinky, dazed and confused dog made it to safety via my voice and the unlocked front door.

mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Nothin says 'smell good' like a wet dog alone in a house using the carpet and couches as a towel.

ARGH!!!!!

[don't worry, you can still come visit and shouldn't have the stench of an animal shelter attached to you when you leave....

I've been hand scrubbing shiz ever since!]

Our second stop was the nearby Safeway to snag some 'alcohol soaking up' munchies.

[do we know how to party or what???  

when it comes to drinkin and eatin and a good time.......

we don't fuck around!]

Amie has the most inviting home.  No one is a stranger and the laughter and love is spread throughout her property.  Her decor is eclectic, scattered with antique  family heirlooms around a kick-ass updated kitchen.  Her house is outwardly embraced with greenery and blooms of flowers.  But my favorite area to be in Amie's home is the screened room.  It's an indoor/outdoor resort  with plants, waterfalls, loungers, beer coolers and  the aura of relaxation.

This is the area we spent most of our time telling stories, book reviews, family gossips, and playing cards.

At one point, we were starting to lose Paula.

YAWN....YAWN....YAWN

This lil momma was tired due to lack of sleep from being a lil momma.

I knew exactly what we had to do!!!!

It was what I would compare to a defibrillator emergency!!!

I turned to Amie and said with urgency in my voice, 

"Paula needs Jagermeister STAT!!!!  It's the only thing that can save her now!!! Where is the closest place we can get this stuff quickly???  Time is of the essence or we will lose her to the pillow within minutes!"

Luckily Colorado is one of those states that allow you to be a grown up and make grown up decisions by selling mini bottles at the corner mart.

We walk in, ask the stoned checker where we could find the Jager.

It was stalked in a cooler ready for immediate consumption.

I grabbed the mini with intention to purchase.  

Paula said, "oh Jolie, you don't have to buy that.  I can buy my own Jager."

I responded with,

 "OH!!!  I will buy it!  I'm getting you drunk tonight!!!"

You can imagine the stoner- quicky- mart dude's reaction when he heard these words come out of my mouth...... 
He looked back and forth at Paula and the size of the Jager bottle wondering how this was really going to get someone drunk.

[see example below]

Yes my friends, this little bottle half this little bottle is all Paula needs to get OBLITERATED!!!!

[I wrote that word cuz she loves that word.  You're welcome]

The night was perfection with great company surrounding.  Laughter was contagious and I cried til I couldn't breath from everyone's humorous one liners.

As each hour passed, I had twinges of bitter-sweetness.  I wanted to devour all of the minutes we had remaining together, but was fearing the quickness of my departure time the next day.

Before leaving my Gardner family that next afternoon, we had a delicious hangover breakfast at Starvin' Arvin's.

It was pulling the breath and tears out of me to leave them.

They are so good to me.

I realize how fortunate I am to have these friends as my chosen family.

Thank you Gardners!!!!

FFL together ..... forever!!!!!

And thanks to Paula-girl for trusting my driving to get her there and back home safely :)  

She only grabbed the OH SHIT handle a couple or maybe 13 times.

Things that rock my world

I'm over the moon about my new sunflower colored

 'evoo [extra virgin olive oil] and vinegar' dispensers.

I've been on an addictive hankering everyday this summer for a lunch salad made of arugula, shaved hard Parmesan, slices of golden beet

 (when I remember to roast more than 3. 

  I tend to gorge them up right out of the oven and then am bummed that I don't have a supply for the next salad day), 

fresh cracked pepper, sea salt and a glorious amount of balsamic vinegar and olive oil drizzled over the mound.

It's amazing the enjoyment a person can from get pouring stuff out of beautiful containers!  

Somehow it makes everything taste that much more rich and 

rocks my world!

A coffee bar rocks my world!

I love all of the different ways to brew a cup.  

And each one makes a different experience.

My new favorite is the single serve Keurig.

It's clean, easy, and produces a coffee shop quality mug o' love!

And look at all the varieties I am conflicted with each day to choose from!!!!

This is why I must have a few cups daily.

It would be a travesty to limit myself  to one a day!

There is too much taste bud joy to be had!!!!

And lastly, 

my husband rocks my world!!!!

Yes, in all the dirty minded ways you are thinking, but also because under that big man exterior, is a creative HGTV crafter!!!!!

After returning from a kick-ass girl weekend in Grand Junction with the Gardner's [a post of the craziness to come], Rand surprised me with my outlet covers painted metallic silver, and hung to look like  design perfection!

[I was going to buy stainless steel covers to match my new back splash, but it would have cost me $100!!!]

What things rock your world???

It is important that we acknowledge things that bring us pleasure.

Sometimes we get snuffed out by pressures, negative thoughts or attitudes around us, and even just taking the little things for granted.

Remember that life is to be lived full.....

even if it is as simple as a brew of coffee that fills your life-joy cup 

:)

Fros to rows

Jax has decided to give corn rows a try.

[kind of like the look of Jaden Smith in Karate Kid]

To get there, he has to go through the 'growing out' process, 

which for most people is considered the 

"ugliest time in their life."

But not for Jax. 

 A little magic potion called jheri curl* gives the kid a good head of fro and looks pretty cool as we wait for his hair to get to the 4 inch mark.

*I can actually say I bought jheri curl!!! 

Why does that sound so funny to me??

Have you ever had to buy jheri curl?!?

Lets just listen to these two words:

JHERI CURL

JHERI CURL

JHERI CURL

Yep, still funny no matter how many times I say it! 

Bringing home my baby bumble bee

Tomorrow will be a day of celebration.

My little/big man is coming home.

After many days that have turned into months, this young soul has learned valuable tools to assist him for success in his future.

He not only has learned new life skills,

 but has earned my utmost respect.

This beautiful 12 year old boy has been faced with challenges that most will never have to endure.

He took the help, the hard times, and the rules seriously.

His team of therapists are also proud and have put much faith in Jax and his continued progress.

We are all ready to have our family back in tact and under the same roof.

That's not saying that we are oblivious to the fact that even though we see sunshine in our future, there will still be bouts of dark clouds and storms ahead.

We will take it day by day and focus on the rainbow that can only be made by weathering it all.

Happy day.....hap hap happy day!!!!

This body was made for a resort

Disclaimer:  Please bare with me.

I haven't had a creative mind as of late, 

but I'm pushing myself to get back in the blogging saddle.

The wording in this post is a bit lame,

 but just read past my dumb words and enjoy the fab pics!!!!

xoxo

oh, one more thing....blogger is being an ass.  

I think it gave me some kind of STD.  

Weird highlights in this post just popped up on it's own and is not my doing.

Hopefully with a little antibiotics and time we will be clean again :)

It had been a year since my albino skin had felt the Arizona heat.

Within that year, two baby girls have been born, two tween girls have grown into their teeth and two lovely ladies have awaited my visit for one hell of a good time!!!!!

I arrived at the Phoenix International airport at 8:30 pm.

[the flight was a bitch to my arm.....

altitude, compression, and crying kids made it throb like an African drum]

As I stood at the top of the escalator  awaiting my decent to the baggage carousel, I see a peek of big brown eyes and a welcoming smile that brought me to tears!!!

It was an older, taller, more mature version of  the memory I had from a year ago of  Lexy Merloe.

 

This little girl is something else!!!

Talk about a reincarnation of Chelise!!!!

She blew me away with her compassion, giving heart, and humorous wits.

The rest of the adult evening consisted of Bud Light, wine, girl talk and never wanting to go to sleep for fear that we might not have sucked enough breath out of each other from snorting laughter!

"JUST ONE MORE!!!!"

is our coined phase which means 'just one more' Bud Light before bed [we all know that when I say one I mean four], or wanting to extend 'just one more' day together.

We started the next morning with breakfast and the mimosa trio at Mimi's.

What a buzz treat!!!!  

Somehow when fresh squeezed juice is involved, it seems very justified to combine it with a splash of champagne!

I convince myself that it's NOT a drinking problem at 9 am if it looks that beautifully sophisticated!

HELLO!!!!

Anyone agree?

Yes Paula, Lisa, Lynsie, Chelise and Elise......

I see your hands raised!  

You all were a given.

Next on the agenda:  Rock N Roll to fill the soul!

The three of us were so excited to see this movie together.

[FYI:  it's a musical....it's cheesy...it's raunchy....it's dry humored...it's not for everyone....Julianne Hough was horrible]

We LOVED it!!!!!

Ahhhhh....so many songs brought me back to moments in my teens, that to this very day, I can feel throughout my body.

Chelise and Elise kept saying that I looked like Malin Akerman's character 

[remember the wand hair curler that made the 80's call me?], 

which I took as a HUGE compliment.  

But even more important was that I knew that this character was living my tween dream!!!

Not a dream of being with Tom Cruise 

[yuck! he's a  crazy mofo! 

although he was really good in the movie, 

but hallelujah that Katie Holmes came out of her coma and is now in hiding underground from the Scientology mafia.  There's only so much couch jumping and Tom's nose that one girl can take!]

but the dream of being with a band,

 traveling and enjoying all the perks of being a low life, 

living the high life!

ok....so I didn't dream of having a white picket fence with a husband and 2.5 children when I was a tween girl.....

but I'm not the only one that yearned to tour on a rock band bus and live by the 

Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll persona.

Right? 

What?  You didn't want that?

Oh come on!!!

Really?

Shit.....I'm starting to realize that I'm totally NOT normal!

Let me tell you another thing that is NOT normal!!!

Being in AZ at 115 degrees with a black sweaty cast!

Lex was kind enough to let me use her little bunny neck pillow to prop my arm up.  

Tangerine bunny just so happened to color coordinate with my outfit!

by chance????

I THINK NOT!!!

Fashion has it's own energy and it knows when to hop a damn bunny boppy under an armpit!

Agenda #2 for the day:

Grease at the Arizona Broadway Theatre

We had about an hour to spare from one show to the other.

Perfect timing to do a drive by to pick up Lex and still be to the theater in to have a blended 'Pink Lady' cup o' yum!

The price of admission included a lovely dinner.......

But did NOT include a cookie with an adult meal.

As you can see here, a 33 year old grown woman is fighting and trying to steal this defenseless little 8 year old girl's chocolate chip delight!

Cookies are serious around these parts!

Share.... or be gone with your head!

Lexy's highlight was to meet a particular cast member,

 who is also a morning news celebrity.

She patiently sat through 4 hours [dinner and play] just to have the chance to meet Cory :)

~~~~~~

This brings us to the events of the next day.

We made calls, sending out verbal invites of a BBQ, Sunday funday birthday celebration for Parker.

Well......lookie at what these lovelies come packin in!

Yeah!  That's right!

"Party Rockers in the house tonight!!!!

Everybody's gonna have a good time!

Everyday I'm shufflin'!!!!

Randy's mom Carol and aunt Eloise showed up ready to stock our cooler!

I couldn't be more proud!

Even now....

oh dear,  I must pause.....

give me a moment please.

I'm ok....I'm ok.

It's just that I'm in such awe of these ladies and their life experiences of being wild child's themselves.  

And of course for their generosity in sharing damn good ale!

left:  Shylo [Parker and Samantha's baby girl almost 4 months old]

right:  Scarlett [Katie and Kenneth's baby girl almost 7 months old]

And then we have the babes!!!

The beautiful babes that were so sweet, lovable, and happy.

Yes, I will admit that a piece of me died not being able to hold these babes in my arms.  Luckily for me, the days of being a gymnast [35 years ago] , helped me to flex and bend to access their necks and bellies to munch on!

The 'City girl/Country girl' performance.

Cash, Lexy and Shelby

four words:  time is the enemy

One year of me being away, and these kids are growing up in extreme portions.

I have to look at the positive....

you have more appreciation for what is in front of you now,

 if it has been withheld from you in the past.

Not seeing these kiddos for so long, made me look at them as glorious, beautiful, angelic beings who could do nothing wrong.

So maybe time really isn't the enemy, 

but more of a guide to acknowledge that we don't have the control and must appreciate the beauty in growth.

Parker....the lil toe headed cutie pie that I remember running around with his woobie blanket, making everyone laugh with his impersonations and purposely  terrorizing Katie for pure fun, 

has turned 30.

The big 3-0!

I'm proud of this man.....my brother.

He has made the choice to be the best he can be, even with some major obstacles along the way.

With a beautiful wife, two gorgeous children, an HVAC degree and a drug free life, I have no doubt that this amazing cousin of mine has many years of love and success ahead.

I love ya Park.

My cup overflows with happiness for you.

You can do anything!!!

Hard times come our way....it's how we deal with the hurdle that defines us.

Sometimes the hurdle is keeping your birthday ice cream away from crack.

This is how we show love toward one another.

'Happy birthday brother!!! Here, kiss my ass!"

Awe :)  just makes me warm and fuzzy inside.

A couple days later, I was back on a plane to SLC feeling twisted with emotion.

I was missing my hubs and boys, yet ached leaving my AZ fam just as much.

Leaving before you stink is the best way to go about it.

I left with sweetness still in the air.

Thank god!  Because I'm coming back real soon!  

Ya hear???

I will close this post with the goal that I warm you with the sunshine of a child's heart.

This is a surprise gift I found  in a little zipper as I unpacked my luggage.

It's my Arizona treasure chest that holds all of my special Lexy memories.

What can I say?

Lex, you are my golden gem :)

Quote of the week by Chelise:

This body is tired of workin!!!

This body was MADE for a resort!!!!!