UT Fun

The queen, prince, and princess are safely in Utah for the remainder of the week. I say, "safely" because it is a long drive! Since arriving in UT, we've had lots of fun at a Pioneer Days celebration--the princess even got to ride on a parade float and squirt a water gun at those of us who were sweatin' on the street! There was an awesome fireworks display to cap off the night. The kids have taken in a movie while the royal aunt and I shopped, and we had fun fishing and cooking hot dogs and making smores over an open fire last night. We plan to take in the new Harry Potter movie today. The fun never ends; I'm tellin' ya! Oh yeah, and the prince has been working with his royal uncle a bit as well--he's got his eye on a Nintendo DS. We'll be here a few more days before we head to the American Idol concert and then to AZ. We're looking forward to more fun in the sun down there. Then it's back home to move, move, move. Actually, the King will have most of that done before I ever make it back, and the kids are following a few days later with the royal aunt, who's coming to help hang drapes!!! Life is good!

Moving?

Things are a little in flux right now. We're over 75% packed and not sure if we're moving or not!!! It's all crazy, but hopefully it'll work out. I have little time for blogging but thought I'd better put an update up here. The kids are at a "Fear Factor" birthday party right now--in the 97* heat, eating cow tongue. And oddly enough, the princess was quite excited about this. There's a big squirt gun at steak so...More soccer practice tonight and then the competition begins Saturday morning. We're rolling along...

Horsy Carvo!

Tonight we were tooling down the road, the kids and I, with the music play an oldie but a goodie about Jose Cuervo--my favorite distillate when mixed with the proper Margarita mix, by the way. And in the back seat, singing with all her heart, is the princess, "And after 3 rounds of 'Horsy Carvo." Ah, to be young, innocent, and unaware of the power of Jose Cuervo! Cheers! Never fear, the less innocent Prince was able to correct her.

Another tall fish tale

Are you tired of fish stories yet? This one has nothing to do with Azul. Rather, this is the story of the great fish hunter. Early this month, the prince's uncle took him fishing. The prince is very interested in fishing although he doesn't particularly like fish. (Though he does enjoy a good fish stick with ketchup!). But the royal uncle was excited to take the prince fishing, so off they did go. They went near Huntly and fished the morning away. The prince caught a nice sized catfish, and the royal uncle was nearly pulled in by a giant carp--it's true--just ask them! Of course, the carp got away, but thus is the stuff fishing legends are made of! The prince was taught to clean and fillet the catfish. It's still in the fridge waiting for someone who likes fish to take it away. Still, the prince can't wait to go again--the sooner the better. Fish tales await...

Fish Whisperer Part II

We've spent the last week on a suicide watch for Azul. He seemed to, much like Paris Hilton, have gone on a hunger strike!! He did not like the pellets the princess was feeding him. He didn't eat for days. There was much worry and concern. Finally, the princess could take it no more, and we were forced to head off to the pet store in search of another kind of food. The pet store worker (a nice, middle-aged man as opposed to the scary 20-something at the cash register with his spiked hair, tattoos, and strange piercings) suggested "BLOOD WORMS" as that's what they fed the fish while it was in the store. YUM! We bought those, took them home, and glory, hallelujah, praise the Lord, and pass the blood worms--Azul is eating like a champ--or at least like a betta! We have now taken him off suicide watch and are much less worried about his current condition. We are a little worried about who might take care of him when we leave in a couple of weeks as most of our usual babysitters will also be gone for part of the time that we're gone!!! Such are the problems of pet owners.