Well, it's been almost a whole month since I put something here. I spend my time reading everyone else's blogs and then don't take time for mine. July just kinda whizzed by, didn't it. Today would have been my mom's 94th birthday. I hope she's having fun. Do you think when we die we get to celebrate our death day????

We were able to attend the Mormon Tabernacle Choir/Osmond concert at the Conference Center this past week. It was so good. And then it was on tv again last night, so I got to relive it.
I have always been facinated by the Osmonds. They're amazing.

Mike hurt his back this weekend and was hobbling around like an old man. I was wondering, when do you go from "middle age" to "old". I think we are on our way. Whenever we try to "get fit" we end up hurting ourselves and going back several spaces.

Mike was out of town last week for one night and I stayed up til 3am scrapbooking. It was heaven. Then I slept in the next day, so I wasn't even tired. I think if I lived alone, I'd never sleep--it's such a waste of time. But then I'd be sick.