wow!

Its been a while since i have seen my own blog page maybe i should start posting again!

Oh! Poor Kegan!

Kegan had an abscessed tooth, so I took her to the dentist the other day. He started another root canal on the same tooth she had done a year ago, luckily its still under warranty! This is Kegan one day after the first part of the root canal, she is on antibiotics now. She is not in pain any longer or at least hides it well. I sure hope these antibiotics work like the doctor thinks they will!

Hahaha! makes me think of Dad.

For some reason, i was thinking of Dad when he used to cut wood outside near the garage. We the younger ones would pick up and quickly stack as much wood as we could, all the while dad would use his saw in some maniacal fashion. Wesley is the one with the saw in this one and here is kegan picking up wood.

It was a busy day to say the least it took us 3 hrs to cut the wood but we stacked her all up and put her away. just thought i'd share my bit o' memories!

Good bye kyrie, hello silence!

A very early morning before kegan took kyrie home i caught her sleeping she was hugging her puppy isn't she cute!!
And so was kyrie later lil buddy we will miss you!!
Now we are with out a child running around the house and things get boring really quick, strange as it sounds i miss him bugging me already.

veteran's day is that a new birthday?

So last night i was going to the movie "Madagascar" with Kegan when, i realized it was veterans day tomorrow (which is today). And i figured "Does that mean i get like two birthdays every year!", i think i should, he he just throwing that in.
The real reason for this post was to inform you if you hadn't heard that i was promoted to the grade and rank , of E-5/Sergeant. It is sort of a new thing to me, it means that i have a little more responsibility. It is also means that I am a Non Commissioned Officer, basically i have no idea what that means except the other NCO's get pissed when i mop the floor. I mean really if i wanna mop a floor why can't I. And just so you know I have not re-upped my contract (renewed), I still am getting out in Dec. 17, 2009. Unless i get deployed six months from that day, to which i will get out as soon as i get back from my deployment. It's still a toss up even with Obama in office. well that's all for now still studying for my CDL and still working my crappy job. i love y'all, I'm out.

Episode IV A New Hope

In a galaxy far far a way, on the planet of earth. In the far reaches of Madison our Hero Nathaniel uses the force to look for another job. Then an Aha came to him, I could get a CDL! What an amazing thought, and so our hero pursues. With hopes of grandeur that few can attain, he plots his course carefully; hoping to not make a mistake. Who can tell where this journey will end..........

response

well i finally got sick of waiting for an answer, to the Jailer job, so i went to the county office and asked if i could get a statis update of my application. they replied that i did not get the job and i didn't make the cut for the hiring list. which confused me cause the only way i couldn't make the cut was if i didn't pass my background check, and the only way that could happen is if someone didn't answer the phone. It just so happens Tom Smith refused to answer his phone, i think he did so on purpose because he was upset about not making the cut as far as i did. It just really makes me mad too see so many of my friends being so unreliable over silly things. maybe thats part of growing up but it still sucks so now i'm looking for other things, pretty much anything now. cross your fingers i hope i get a fair paying job soon.

the visit

Well its near the 1st of the month and no call yet but we have just been visited by family at least on Kegan's side. Her parents have come to see the baptism of there grandchild, our nephew. and to drop off a sudden gift, we are to be the temporary guardians of another nephew Kyrie Linville his mother had a mental break down. So we decided to help out and give him a place to live until she is ready to be mentally stable again. its kinda nice, but at the same time we are going to have to make a lot of changes. I hope we can be strong enough example too make a good impression on his life like all of our family was to me during our little split up. So i have decided the best thing is to make sure he at least has some religious backgrounds and values and started to take him to church the whole 3-4 hrs not just sacrament and we have started making meal times instead of his unusual snack hours he is used to its not something I'm really used to but we really do care for his well being and want the best for him even though we are not really his parents.

Jobs

So anyone who knows me, knows i lose jobs quick. Weird thing is i am not sure why, this last one i got working Steel i quit. although its too high ,plus a Madison County jailer job i applied to wanted me to appear for a test and it was keep the job you hate or go for the job you want. Well so far it seems to have paid off. (i hope) so far i have passed a physical test, consisting of a jump above 14 in., a push up over 21 reps, sit ups over 14 reps, a 300 meter Dash under 77 sec.(which is by the way exhausting) ,and a 1 1/2 run in under 17 min easy. well i past with flying colors. i was in the top 16 out of 40 who made it past the physical. Then right after the last 16 passers went for a written test that took 2 hrs. 2 days later i was informed that they wanted me to come in today for a Oral Board of Revue made me a little nervous, but too my surprise; there questions although deep, and very direct were easy to answer for me they seemed fairly open with me and glad i came in. (cross your fingers) anyhow i just found out from a couple of the other testers one of them Tom Smith that i was one of the 5 out of the 16 chosen to do an Oral Board of Revue. Tom didn't make it i guess :( So now i wait to see how my Background check goes and hope they call me in a few days to a week then comes a polygraph if i make it that far.

blaaah

so i just got back today it was so tiring we drove 8 hours to oregon to find ourselves arriving late at night. then sleeped on hard wooden benches, when we awoke i found myself realizing i brought no underwear. so I went to walmart and got me some new underwear, i also hard to buy meals for the next few days cause kegan didnt like the food. anyhow the highlights were the were the family dispersion it was great every one just dispersed to do there own thing i only had to talk to sandy once. next highlight was the horseshoe championship it always ends up with cory winning i didnt participate i was at walmart cory felt bad so he found me later and was did the horseshoe toss by ourselves and i won again. he never can win me anyhow. last but not least the traditional skits at the ampitheater this year only 2 skits total but instead we did hows your family been and most of us had enjoyed that part last highlight the trip home. hooooomme . i got sick on the way feels like hay fever my throat is burning i got terrible sleep last night thank goodness for nighquill or how ever its spelled. so that was the reunion we went too i love you all.

the linville reunion

haha

i found them haha!!!

where did i put those keys

so i lost my keys for my filing cabinet, now its lost i feel lost grrrrrrr.

stay on target....

all right now that I've taken a trip down memory lane, lets talk about Jon for a bit. Well, Jon's weird! not the freaky "gonna snap off your legs weird." But the "funny ha ha" kinda weird. After Elisabeth's arrival to Utah in the Cash valley region now known as Logan, I and Jon undertook a trip back to Montana to get the car. The circumstances were bad, Heavy snow fall, icy roads,a nutty brother, and a paranoid tired brother trying to over compensate the nutty bro. (alright that's a Lil exaggeration but just go with me here) The trip was promising to be interesting if not fun. most of the way was pretty much Jon saying funny crazy stuff like Dad does when hes tired and i think he was a bit tired since we left almost as soon as i got back. around about mud lake region of Idaho we got hit by the worst snow storm i had seen in a long time, you couldn't even see 5 feet in front of you. much less try too stay the course, (this is where Jon's weird really hit its peak. He started talking to himself " Stay on Target Stay on Target....." i sort of woke up out of my Revelry to these words. i look over and see the speedometer read roughly about 75 to 80 mph on top of the snow and see that we are coasting back an forth on the road. lucky for us Jon's driving skills were on top play we narrowly missed a Commercial Truck that was too our right as he pulled ahead this storm continued till we were roughly 30 miles from butte, and every time we passed a vehicle Jon would say those famous words drawn from a Star Wars movie "Stay on Target...Stay on Target!" he he you goof. well we arrived and picked up the car and headed home. if you noticed i seem to be drawing a lot of blanks its cause i hardly remember this trip mostly cause of exhaustion sorry jon but i tried

pickle jar

OK so you want the pickle jar do ya John? Well habitually i have a problem when I'm directly in constant contact with other people for roughly longer than 2hrs. , sounds short right? Wrong!! To me its forever. After purchasing that ticket via greyhound in Logan i waited what seemed forever, (roughly half and hour) I boarded the bus thinking too myself, "What is the least sat in area, So I can get some peace and relaxation." (don't ever take advice from me where to sit on the bus) I sit in the 4Th seat back too the right, logically i think no one sits in the first few seats unless there ride is short. To which your information is usually right on the money, not in my case this time. We rode for about 20 minutes and stopped off in Preston, (Lord i hate that town demolish it. please!!) and pick up the first batch of people beside me. A fat man who was directly across from me, a really fat woman who sat directly in behind me, and finally a skinny pasty looking worm of a man who sat in front of the fat man beside me. And herein lies the pickle jar story! Join me, diddle loot diddle loot diddle loot
As the bus commenced the trip, the fat lady in behind me farted and not just a normal fart but a Gleneen diarrhea fart. You know the kind that makes you gasp for air so much you dive your face into your arm pit and become disgusted with your choice of air dis pension location that make a break back too the original spot only too be thwarted again by the Stench of Death! (whew that took a lot out of me and i was only typing that.) So i was miserable from the start, thankfully the fat man next too me (my guess her husband) speaks out in chiding tones of displeasure. "nasty!" I could have said something i suppose but that seemed too have summed it up fairly well. We traveled too our next stop with out too many interruptions when just before we pull in the Fat lady in behind me here for too referred to as the Pickle Lady, asks me "Do you want some nuts?" I look at the bottle filled with nuts of precarious nature, and reply "No thanks!" a curt reply at least for her past transgression. I then quickly board off the bus in a rush for a quick bite and water closet stop, seemingly the whole time being followed by this pair of lumbering elephants every direction i turn. After a few minutes i pop back on the bus and move up 2 seats. Which put me at the second seat from the front, the weird pasty man did not board back on but the fat duo did and too my exasperation directly behind me again and too my side. I lean back and hope too catch a few more zzz's before i get there, (my head at this time was beginning to hurt.) So the pickle jar lady in cue gets a phone call from her best of best est friends and she really got loud. At first she started talking ( more like yelling) about her nuts, the ones in the precarious jar. About how she found them at a resort somewhere in the butt mark of nowhere and she really liked how they tasted. (just for your info i hate listening too other people in stupid bliss) After about and hour i ask her too please quite down, she thoughtfully did for about 3 min. Then she started speaking in loud whispers ( a pet peave of mine, this lady was touching all my wrong buttons), this conversation burst in glorious exaltation about a pickle jar, loud, obnoxiously she began too speak. (oh how i wish i could give you the voice inflections, and the horrid back country bragging. About a PICKLE JAR!!! "SO i went too the Lady and asked her do you have a pickle jar i could use, and she said no i got a salad jar but no i wanted a pickle jar and the pickle jar is what i came for!" now i could spend about another hour or so boring you with the details of this pickle jar adventure, but just thinking about it makes me annsee. Her annoying conversation lasted long until the night too which she past out on the phone or at least appeared too we arrived at butte and unloaded too trade buses, and i knelt and prayed they would not follow me too great falls. and god answers prayers ya'll its real cause mine were answered the pickle jar lady left and i was pleased. O K so there you have it my pickle jar story a lil lame but its true and barely bearable good night.

happy brother

A lil happy note for all you bloggers out there who are reading me on occasion, I have just received a flashback. I get those often, mostly vivid memories from Iraq. Today's flashback was a happy one. A while ago Elisabeth was about too undertake a big trip, her first big trip driving herself from Montana too Utah. Quite a few hours, and difficult if you have never done it before, especially in the snow as was in this case. She gave me a call, and asked me to accompany her. I cashed in my check and off i went too the McIntyres via the commuter Bus known as Grayhound (i feel as if im writing a story, but im not cause its true! ahaha!) in a nut shell the ride sucked on the way up, maybe some other time I will recount my "Pickle Jar Story" but the trip finally landed me close enough too great falls too get a ride too Kirsten's. We had an awesome time playing with McKensie and Madison as well as ...Shelby isnt it i think so... if not im sorry im a bad uncle or im just not very good at remembering names on the spot. :) Ok so we got ready for the ride and we said a prayer before we left yes we prayed cause we neeeded it and we listened to Brian as he did all of our double checks for us, Thanks by the way Brian, we did pick up a gas can on the way out just too be safe. The trip went off with out a hitch we had no problems with Elisabeth's new car as we traveled until roughly about 10 miles from Butte,(i love saying that Butt, Butt , Buttt! ok that's enough!) the car sputtered and coughed and died as we were traveling up the hill, much too Elisabeth's exsasperation we were able too get the vehicle another 10 miles and pull into a gas station after messing around with our gas cans(thanks again Brian) so we pulled in too Butte and gased up things were looking good when we took off, but the roads were icy and just as we were merging into traffic from the on-ramp we slid, and not just any slide but a major slide. Now being as I have experienced so many wrecks in my life, i started too dictate every bump before they happened too Elisabeth ( so as not too scare her ) and keep her informed cause that what big brothers do (sounds silly huh!). well we came out fairly well i only received 2 broken ribs and a couple of bruises and scrapes nothing i haven't experienced before (in a karate tournament that is) and Elisabeth only suffered mostly from shock and some back pains thank you prayer! I was so happy too be there at that moment cause i'm usefull in car crash incidents really i know a lot about recovering from a wreck from shock all the way too clearing vehicles and paramedic training, and i was there too help Elisabeth. It still makes me a lil teary eyed just thinking about how good i felt too be a releif too Elisabeth. We rented a car and drove the rest of the way too Utah, and returned with oh so helpfull John in the snowy blizzardy weather too get Elisabeths car. So yeah that my Blog just a silly memory from the past don't know why it hit me so hard too day but it did and there it is. Sorry if i embarassed you Elisabeth but its my story too and i'm gonna tell it my way, cause that 's what i am a good story teller more or less with out the puncuating and such i love you and Merry Christmas!

Religious Fallacies

So i've been thinking how many religious fallacies have you heard, that makes you so mad you can crap a Giant golden pine cone and not feel the pain. For ex-sample (heeh) "If you don't know God probably doesn't want you too know!" I mean really do you accually think god doesn't want you too understand anything, too just accept everything without question or the "trial" prayer how about you go discover life's wonders on your own. I hate taking things for granted especially the one gift god gave and many take for granted; the ability for reason! Next fallacy that cooks my turkey, "If you pray over your food you will never get sick cause god protects you!" I have been the wonderfull recent recipient of this by not more than a month ago - I didn't eat the food - i couldnt bring myself too. who honestly can believe that just because you said a prayer over food that has been rotting in your fridge for more than two months that god will protect you ( personally if i was god i'd make sure you got sick just so you would learn your lessen too take care of your body) ok i'm done venting.......... for now!

why

why do women have too rub everything in," like mmmmm this foood is good!" while your busy they just think its awesome why!!!! and then too make matter worse they gotta rub it in. You gonna eat yet, your not paying attention to me! why!! i get sick of it, please tell me why! Is it a desperate cry for attention or do they gotta rub it in for fun?