A victory for the left

I know I have been away for awhile and I don't know if a political post is the best way to re-enter the blogging world but here goes.

It is no secret that I am a conservative. I am a Glenn Beck, Sean Hannity, Rush Limbaugh lovin conservative. I hate big government and I wish the politicians in Washington would get out of our lives and let us be. I believe the governments job is to protect the boarders, fix the roads and provide defence. I think Capitalism is what makes this country great and I will always defend big oil and Wal-Mart.

With that being said I want to share my amusing election night story.

I love to watch the returns every year, whether its a presidential year or not. This year no exception. I was alone watching because Jeff was at his bishop appointments. I was tuned into Fox because I am a conservative. I was somewhat disheartened to see Obama up in the Electoral College but I remained optimistic.

Let me pause here and say I was not thrilled with John McCain, but in my opinion his policies were more along my views than Obama's.

I was excited to see the popular vote was close but Obama just kept inching his way ever closer to that magic 270 mark of the Electoral votes. Finally the winner was declared, Obama was the next President of the United States of America. I immediately started to cry and not for the same reason Jesse Jackson and Oprah were crying. I was sad, sad that the most liberal senator in US history had just become president. Sad that his policies are Socialistic and that scares me. But I think most of it came from being four months pregnant. I decide I cant watch his acceptance speech so I grab a magazine and head to the bathtub for a soak. In the meantime Jeff comes home to sobbing wife. I tell him I cant believe Obama has won and that he is going to lead our country down a dangerous path. He assures me things are going to be alright, and to calm down.

Come the next morning things are looking better to me. I realize that we have just made history by electing a black man to the White House. I decide with the help of Glenn Beck that it is my job as an American to support Obama and pray for him. I will support him as long as his decisions don't compromise my values.

We have come a long way as Americans and this is the greatest nation in the world. I hope and pray that Obama will lead with humility and a prayer in his heart. Lets see what the next four years bring.

Frankie is three

Frankie turned three on June first, I and cant believe he is three already. He was two weeks early and made his way into this world at 6:30pm. I wasn't expecting to have a baby that day and had lots of plans. Needless to say that has been the case with Frankie ever since. He has his own time table and trying to convince him otherwise is difficult.

Frankie is all boy as most of you know. He likes everything boy, from balls and sports to wrestling and punching. I have told this story quite a bit but for those of you who haven't heard it this is my example of the conversations I have with Frank.

Frankie: Mom do Calvin know hoe to punch?

ME: I don't think so.

Frankie: Do Mary know how to punch?

Me: Ya she probably knows how to punch.

Frankie: Ok.

I guess if you know how to punch you are ok in Frankie's book.

Frankie is tons of fun. He has a belly laugh that can make you smile no matter your mood, he is always doing kicks and punching moves which are "belarious", and he loves to snuggle.

Thanks to all the fam who came to his three year old bash. We had a great time and he has loved all of his gifts.

PS A special thanks to Ky for the cute tank birthday cake.

Laundry!

I spent the entire day doing laundry. Its not a choir I mind, in fact folding clothes is one of my favorite things. I love to smell each towel before I fold it (I know a little weird), I like the stacks of clean clothes waiting to be put in their respective places, and my favorite is the thirty seconds all the hampers in the house are empty. With all that being said, I am just about ready to got out of my mind if I have to do another load of laundry. Let me elaborate....

Since June of last year I have had a leaky washer. It is not the machine itself, it is the drain that the washer goes into. Every time I hear that the load is going to drain I have to run to catch it. When I get to the washer I then have to turn it off and on so only a little bit of water drains at a time. There have been plenty of occasions I have missed this and I end up with water all over my floor. I usually swear and hope my kids don't hear, then proceed to pull the dryer out and mop up the mess. I guess this wouldn't be so bad if my laundry wasn't in my kitchen and the water from many spills hadn't ruined my flooring.

I know I should be grateful that I have a washer and dryer and that I don't have to wash my clothes in a creek. But I am getting tired of leaving my house and 10 minuets out thinking D@#N I forgot to turn the washer off before I left the house.

I'm lonely!

I am sitting here in my kitchen and it is too quite. Henry and Jeff are running the Snake River, Lucy is sleeping at Mandy's, and Frankie is asleep.

There are times during the day that I dream of opportunities like this. I imagine a nice quite house, no one asking me for things and I can do whatever I want. Like most things in life imagining it and having it happen are totally different. I miss telling my kids to be quite and go to sleep, they are quite for about 30 seconds and then I hear giggles and talking again. I miss watching TV and sharing a bowl of ice cream with Jeff.

So I guess having a quite house isn't all its cracked up to be. It makes my grateful for noisy kids and a cute hubby to share the evening with.

Whats been going on in the life of the Lovell's

We have been a busy bunch lately so I haven't been doing my blogging like I should. Here is a brief summery of what we have been up to.

The Singing Sharks!

Henry and Lucy were in the school choir this year and they had a lot of fun. I was the choir secretary so I got to be in on the action too. We made new friends and learned a bunch of new songs. Our theme this year was songs from the past. The kids learned Toot Toot Tootsie, American Band Stand, Jail House Rock, Sleepy Time Gal, and Spring Time in the Rockies just to name a few.The kids preformed for the school, their parents, and a convalescent center to great reviews. I think we are all excited to see what new songs we will learn next year. A special thanks to Sue, Beki and Tiffany who put this all together and made it lots of fun.

Henry Gets His Bobcat

Now that Henry is eight he is in Scouts. He loves going every Tuesday and hanging out with friends and learning new cool boy stuff. He earned his Bobcat in May with the help of his dad. Jeff cant be to pack meetings since it is on the same night as bishop meetings so I had to except the pin for him. I think I embarrassed him with the kiss, someone needed to tell me you don't do those things at pack meeting.

Trip to the Firehouse

For one of our playgroups in June we went to the firehouse out here in Sandy. The kids had a blast and the firefighters were so nice and cute with them all. We learned about all the trucks and what firefighters do to help us. I think even the grownups learned a thing or two. Like did you know that the difference between a firetruck and a fire engine is that a fire truck has the big ladders?

This isn't even close to everything I need to post. However I am done blogging for tonight. I promise I will post the other exciting events in our lives soon.

Lunch anyone?

We have been on the run alot lately and I haven't been very good at meeting my kids nutritional needs for a few days. We have been eating our fair share of fries, hamburgers and chicken nuggets. Our lives have settled down and I am trying to feed my kids better. Well, today as we are driving to the store Frankie asks if we can go to chicken donalds. You can tell by his request that we have been frequenting McDonalds and Chick-fil-a, he has just smooshed the two together in his little three year old head. Have we been eating out too much or what?

She is too cute

Yesterday Jeff asked me to go to the Bishops Storehouse to fill an order. I loaded up Lucy Frankie and myself in the van and we were on our way. When we got there Lucy noticed the pictures of Jesus, she commented on them and I told her this was a store owned by the church to help people out when they cant afford food. We got what we needed and left. Later that day I heard Lucy talking to Henry telling him we went to the Heavenly Father store to get food. I know I am bias but isn't that the cutest thing?