Oh my

First I will get to the news you all know and most of you HATE. The Jazz lost, the Pistons lost, the world is turning on its DeBron axis and I could vomit seeing him. I secretly wish that the all to famous game starting antics where he powders his hands and then throws a huge smoke of powder in the air could some how be switched out with anthrax and he would never be able to play basketball again, and he would never win a title. Harsh I know but i have very strong feelings of dislike for him I would call it hatred. I am so sick of the announcers praising him and calling him King James, savior, and the best player ever. I WANT TO VOMIT and if you know me you know that I really must not like him.

Second, Marci just finished her visit were in I assume we consumed 1,000,000,000 calories each, smoked 18 packs of smokes, and had suffered from some serious injuries. We went shopping at Wal-Mart of course, no mall for us we are old ladies and need to get our depends as cheap as they come especially me :) We did pedicures, well Marci did on the last day, she painted her own nails while in a lawn chair in the back yard I kept the gross "go go green" on that I had done the night before she got here. We went downtown, saw temple square, went to the gateway, big outdoor mall, went to one store and then got Starbucks sat and watched the kids in the fountains and then said we were tired. Survived "Raging Waters" a local water park. Now if you are like me you probably haven't been to a water park in years, so I am thinking, yeah I can do all the same things I could when I was younger. WRONG, we are old! all of us! Marci was given instructions on the very first tube ride to stay in her tube hang on to the handles, she did not comply 1 second into the ride she fell out and carried her tube the whole way down. When she was done she had blood all over her arm. I went down the same ride suffered from whiplash and maybe I broke my rib or boobs, I can't tell. Ro bruised her tail bone after insisting on going down the toboggan ride, when she "got some air". The biggest difference is that we sat most of the time watching other peoples kids and talking about their parenting skills. I was flabbergasted at the small amount of fabric in bathing suites that girls are wearing these days, I told Marci she should keep her girls locked up. She laughed. When did I turn into a 90 year old lady? Last we got a lot of Utah sun, no humidity and hot hot sun. It was such a blessing to have her here.

Love you Marci, Hate DeBron!