Let's get this party humping!!

My friend says that ^^^^^. I would never say it. It's so crass.

I'm much too conservative and proper for that.

The day came for the actual par-tay. There were about 80 invites sent out and we had a very good showing. We did the whole shin-dig at my "crib". (tho not crass I am working on my hip-hop credibility)Tons of people brought loverly cards and we set up a book that peeps could sign notes, etc. Obviously my parentals are beloved by all.
How do you like this close up of the engagement photo? We put it on the invite too. If only beehive hurr doos were still "in". ::sigh::



Originally I had planned on doing all the food myself. Then I wised up straight away and had the main stuff catered by Sorella's Italian Restaurant. I would HIGHLY recommend it. The owner lady was fab and the food was drool worthy and the price was even better!!

Salad and cheesy garlic bread.

Two pastas: chicken artichoke in Alfredo, and homemade beef ravioli

I'm hoping you aren't noticing me sitting at that table licking my fingers. My bro-in-law kindly offered to take the pics this night since I would be managing the food. And you can see how clearly I WASN'T managing the food here. In more ways than one. I'm not embarrassed.

My sis on the left and my Doctor Bro on the right.

My sis is going to have a little side biz of cake decoration.............if I have anything to say about it. She made this cake for the night. Gorge.

But, you know, no party is complete without a margarita man machine? My other bro was in charge of beverages. I think he's proud don't you?

Dessert bar!!!! Chocolate fondue you gize. Dark chocolate and milk chocolate selections. (that's what I was licking off my fingers btw)

AV enjoyed it too. See, the finger in the mouth thing is hereditary I think.

UV with my cute nieces Tasha and Christine (aka Kook Aid Baby)

Deco fer rizzles.

I'm totally their favorite.

Happy Anniversary to my parentals and thanks to my siblings for traveling and helping out so much!!

the 4-0 continues: part two

I remember once when I was a kid just DYING to have a Cabbage Patch doll of my own. You know, this was 1983 and I was 8 years old and CPKids were huuuuuge. They were also totally expensive. So, my mom took me downtown to a locally owned craft shop and bought me a "knockoff" that some lady from Oildale had made. (In all fairness, my parents did eventually buy me the real thing but just couldn't afford it at the time). I hope it didn't show but I was incredibly disappointed.

Yeah, this was NOTHING like that.

Prezzie time for the lovers of 40years!! We all gathered that morning to take pictures and see them open each other's gifts. Aunt Visor had spent hours putting together a photo book for Uncle Visor of all their years together. It's a lot of work. You're gonna have to trust me on this. He lurved it!!! Doyee. And then it was her turn for a gift.

Again,...this was nothing like the CPK debacle of 1983.
She received a silver photo locket with her inish engraved on the front. She's been wearing it ever since. I think I even saw her come out of the shower with it on the other day.



Awww...............tender.

Then it was time for our little contribution from the Visor's offspring. My biggest bro had their wedding photo made into a canvas print and framed. I'm pretty sure it's mounted over their bed right now. AV you can correct me if I'm wrong.



I dare any of you to claim you have cuter parents than these.


Triple dog dare even.


Here lies the grandchildren of those cuties. I think they might be pretty cute themselves but I'm biased. (or so I'm told but whatever)

This next picture might be bearing the fruits of that Cabbage Patch Doll seed of yesteryear.

I'm not sure our family ever got over it. Trickle down.....

When life throws you lemons...make lemonade.

Either that or seek medical help.

ps. this whole story about the cabbage patch doll is definitely true tho I was only using it as a literary device to catch your attention and it in no way implies that I am emotionally damaged by receiving such a gift. I just like to sound witty to cover up my nerdyness.

Happy birthday!!

Thank goodness we are back to being the same age again. The last two
months have been torture!

Happy birthday to the love of my life.

You can see why right?

the big 40th--part one

This past week was a BIG one in the Visor family. My mom and dad, know as Aunt and Uncle Visor, were celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary. And in preparation for that the whole fam-dam descended upon our humble B-town for fun and festivities. My MIL let us use their pool one day to keep the natives from getting too restless.

You know, there's nothing like family to put things in perspective. Like, how similar and yet VERY different all of the five year olds are. Just like me and my own sibs.
Like, how your siblings think this little hooligan is so hysterical,....even when he's being naughty. It helps to have that perspective every so often. Then you can giggle along with them in stead of inflicting some sort of pain or punishment. I have an honorary doctorate in yelling/scolding my kids from my experience last week.

Does anyone need to be set straight on anything? Anyone need a good scolding? I'm available for hire.

Another thing that comes into perspective with family is how old you are. This is my niece. The one Shed and I babysat in Provo when we were first married for 3 days while my bro and his wife went camping and who we fed straight cherry kool-aid in her bottle and so "yes she was soooo quiet in church why do you ask?"

She is now a smokin 12 year old with the intelligence and maturity of a 25 year old.


Then your get the perspective that maybe the almost-11 year old you have isn't unusual in his "i am older and cooler now" attitude. ::wiping forehead::

Or you realize just how much your little baby boy looked like you at that age (minus the curls according to everyone else).

And then you remember how hilarious almost-kindergartners can be when put all together.

As they orchestrate a game of "shark" in the pool using colors as a call out. I think Char Char chose the color "Darth Vader" this round. Poor Rachel, the shark, just couldn't get it right.

Then you gain the perspective that other little boys might just be cuter than your own littlest. Mr Ricky is my fave 2 yr old boy on the planet.

Then you realize, through such perspective, that it has been 4 months since you've taken any pictures of this baby girl.

And then you realize that you want to adopt a certain boy named Seth.

Gratuitous shot of baby thighs. Why is it that they don't look as cute on me as they do on her?

And the best perspective of all? Especially for you people.

This is where Aunt Visor gets her name.

I don't think I could be more clear.

It's all about the perspective.

I'm in a state of blissfull exhaustion. after such a week. And I'm slowly coming out of my blogging coma. But there will be more coming soon.

Don't you worry about me.

Only having testosterone in my house creates problems sometimes. Who am I kidding? It creates problems and chaos and ..........uh............energy. ALL THE TIME.

But I've learned how to get my girl fix in different ways.How can you not feel the girlyness oozing all around you when you see this face? I felt the sisterhood of women in the form of twinkling lights, birds chirping, and fairy dust. Of course these were all happening in my head but still.
You know, we girls have to stick together.

It's either that or be overtaken by transformers weilding, unicycle riding (Brains new thing), light saber wars playing, dart gun warring, stinky boys smell. (some of those include Shed, it's only fair that you know that).

So, I'm just gonna take this moment of solitude with me and this loverly girl here and tuck it away to be pulled out in future moments of chaos.

::crashing sounds coming from the kitchen::

Might be sooner rather than later.

Am I getting old?

Don't answer that. I don't really want to know.

Cuz, one day you are in high school. And you have friends. And these friends turn out, years later, to be the cousins of the guy you married. And those people have babies..... And toddlers,........
And down right KIDS.

And you go take their picture and you realize.....

I have an ALMOST 11 year old (going on 16) at home right now. Plus, an 8 and a 5 hooligan

And then................



you feel old.

Yet another reason the iPhone rules

Check out my new theme you gize.

I did it!

She came! She came! I got Jespy to chuck e cheese!

Greetings

From the Esplins and Shedertons from Paso Robles water park.

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Hi, you've reached Memz.

I'm not available right now.

I'm wasting away my summer.

Swimming with friends (hollah to my friends who let us swim in their pools!)

Lunching with girlfriends.

Doctor's appointments. Swimmers ear, fer duh.

Swim lessons for Char Char with Miss Allie (thanks miss Allie!). My itty bitty baby can SWIM!


Reading books.

Swim practice and swim meets for Brains. Butterfly yo.

Sleepovers with friends. (the boys,....not me)

Cub scout day camp in 110 degrees (almost done with Brains Arrow of Light)

Celebrating holidays.

Planning vacays.

If you'd like to reach me leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

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This one's for you

So, I have this cousin,....let's call him J-train. He's my bestest boy cousin EVAH. And he also hearts the life out of me. Isn't that right J-train? See J-train is what we like to call a "blog lurker". He reads but never comments. I, personally, enjoy the lurkers in my life. Shout out to all you peeps that look on the sly!!! So, having recently talked to J-train on the phone, I discovered that my lack of blogging and pictures is not going unnoticed by him. In fact, I had a specific request for a new post.................with pictures. So, since my summer has left me without any sort of solid routine or means of my brain working in its proper function, I will just have to leave you with a few updated pics of the hooligans. I took these for Shed for father's day to put in his new office. So, this one's for you J-train. ENJOY!

PS. I loved talking to you on the phone last night.