the unexpected

Earlier this summer the fam and I were enjoying a nice picnic. pizza...volleyball I mean the whole nine yards. The whole family was together on this particular day which is rare considering Justin never comes home! (joke) so everyone was home and we planned a special family outing to the park. everything was going great until we started playing kick-ball. My 5 year-old sister Kennadee was trying to learn the rules (which i can imagine is a lot for a little girl to take in) after I got her out on 1st base she ran away crying. So we started trying to play again...(which was hard considering there were only 5 people playing total) as we were beginning to got restless with this game that was obviously not working because i mean you can only have so many "ghost runners" Just as everyone i'm sure was thinking "wow this is lame". suddenly something amazing happened, we turned our heads to see a Giant polar bear trudging up the steep hill on Wasatch blvd. Still wondering what it was...i shouted "lets go run to it, i bet they're giving out coke or something!" oh ya and this giant mobile polar bear played music to...sweet elevator music! so me and my little sisters started coming with me to get a better view of it. (no one else would come with me) as we got to the sidewalk of the park we started waving, and then it pulled over right into the church parking lot next to the park. there were 2 middle aged men operating this giant bear and started waving at us to come over. I thought for a moment and then ran back to get my dad...because i was scared to go by myself of course! soon everyone else followed and one-by-one all the girls started hopping on this monstrous thing. so it wasn't a coca cola bear and it wasn't giving out free coke.(dang it) but it was the most unexpected memorable happening on this family outing. thank you giant polar bear-for letting us ride you.

and Ethan was laughing for the first time in public...pretty sure.

Collections

How many of you took it upon yourselves to start a collection of some sort during your early years? Let me guess, you had a rock collection! Now you may be surprised that I guessed so easily but soon enough you will realize why it is a given. The thought of my own childhood collections came into consciousness this past week as the kids at work put together their time machine craft. My co-worker decided feathers would be a fun add-on and as my eyes met the colorful array of feathers sprawled out on the table, it took me back to my feather collecting days. I had long ones and short ones, fuzzy ones and silky ones, solid ones and striped ones... but why in the world would a child choose feathers? I will tell you why because they were free and you could find them anywhere and everywhere. Yeah pretty disgusting and I'm not really sure why my mom let me keep a whole slew of germ infested bird sheddings in our home. I guess is wasn't worth a fight. Now once I realized how easy feathers were to come by, I was even more exhilarated to learn how easy it would be to collect rocks. The only downfall to rocks was their weight. Transport could be a little tricky but this is when I discovered a new use for my little red wagon. It was the greatest thing since sliced bread! I even took the liberty of picking out my neighbor's finest for my new collection. The collection grew quite rapidly too, well for about a week, until my mom realized the source of my new additions and made me take them all back. I'm sure my neighbor was relieved to have her landscaping back in tact. I quickly discovered too that rocks were pretty much little kids' version of "sports cards." Hey, I will trade you this gigantic one for that sparkly one! O those were the days when everything was simple and carefree. I think it was first or second grade when I finally started to move up in the realm of collecting. I began collecting trolls. You remember those? A cross between an alien and a gnome with crazed out hair. It was all about the hair. I remember getting so much pleasure out of rearranging my troll shelf daily; I was so proud of them. Weird I know... but back to the rock collection. If you never had one growing up, you really missed out. All readers stay tuned in for my next blog which will cover the neti pot kit! I'm out.

Used Car Lot Revisited

I am ashamed to admit this is my first post for Used Car Lot and I feel it only appropriate if I share the ironic reason that possessed me to write this week. As many of you may know, the Hewlett family has a wonderful get-away cabin tucked way back in the Uintas just past Kamas. As Mike and I pulled up to the cabin this past Saturday evening, in our tardiness, we were surprised to see such a full lot of cars on the front lawn. Well, it wasn't this alone that triggered my memory of the long lost blog the family started a couple years back. What brought it home was Kim's words as I approached the door in the event of leaving for the derby. A group of us were discussing driving arrangements and Kim said well you guys have a whole lot of used cars to chose from. Then it hit me USED CAR LOT! The name of our Hewlett blog is quite fitting in many ways. The family continues to grow and each of us, quite broken in, have something incredible and unique to contribute to the whole. I was quite pleased to get on and see so many posts... and good posts might I add. They have done a fine job in eliciting quite a few laughs from me.

recap of past month in text form.

As I noticed that my Inbox had over 1400 text messages i decided it would be best to delete. however i dread deleting them because I feel like they are a part of me. So I quickly found some of the funniest things that people said to me and saved them. some of them are totally random and wont make sense but i found them very comical! here are a few.....

"ps my husband is going to have a hot butt. No big deal"

"i loved little megan" (what about big megan?)

"my roomates have gone mad and read romance novels outloud at night. cant they just go find boyfriends? that's what i thought. well goodnight, i need my beauty sleep because i'm going prospect hunting in the morning."

"he claims he is happily married" (debatable)

"fen"

"Narcissist" (how do you spell that?? ha )

"what are sluts to do now that its getting colder?"

"of course not, too healthy."

"good thing you watched conference"

"it's a quarter after one i'm all alone and i need you now" (received and 1:15)

"ladies! haha its our date night tonight! :)" (........)

"esther fowkes is waiting for her work to be done and we're going to be able to do if for her! :)" (pretty sure we got that taken care of...dont worry)

"how are your pre nates working out for you?"

"hey do you wanna have an art history study group tomo night at like 8:30?"

"YR"

"i go to school, dont you?" (questionable)

"welcome to early school geek" (i promise i'm not a geek and that it was for a good reason)

"I bought my first pair of skinny jeans"

"a little spider boy just walked up to me on campus and gave me a reeses cup. those kids are full of surprises!"

"dear white children- plt presentations......" (this is not racist)

"me and susan are retarded. we decided to light paper on fire in our room because we had a lighter. yeah now it just reaks!" (smart!)

"so not even kidding i saw a girl that looks EXACTLY like you just now...so yeah...just made a fool of myself and it wasn't even you..."

"i love it when couples not only hold hands, but when they swing their hands"

"you and dan both gone...hmmmm suspicious :)"

"hey bud, dont forget to pay they phone bill." (usual...ha)

"."

i can now press the delete button and sleep soundly tonight.

love
MEGAN

The Lost Art: ReFound

Hey everyone, we have a guest writer...SUSAN! Enjoy! love, kathryn h


Every college student needs a hobby. This is a fact. Yes, a fact. For those college students without a hobby answer me this question. WHAT DO YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE!? There is nothing wrong with homework but don’t waste your young life in the books! The result is not success, its pen marks on your face from the homework you did the night before, it’s the book that has somehow managed to attach itself to your cheek, and it’s the drool that runs down your binder. So here is a list of my hobbies. I will stick to the hobbies that anyone can pick up that will bring happiness for all, anti-social and those never alone.

1. Feeding cactuses. When stuck in some random city visit the local nursery. Buy a small cactus because they are soft and furry. Overall, fun to play with. Do not forget to supply food for your cactus. This should not be an issue as they only need a small amount of water. Unless you by chance live in C11 at Snow Gardens. This apartment has somehow managed to over feed Larry the cactus. He is now obese. For me, FAIL.

2. French Braiding hair. Some of my girlfriends like their hair braided. I do this for them because it will curl their hair or keep it out of their beautiful face. This is not very time consuming but much more so then overfeeding a cactus. The problem with this is you only have so much hair to braid, sooner or later you run out. Yes, run out. My girlfriends also tend to sleep on it and when they wake up their hair is a mess of something. For me, FAIL.

3. Listening to country music. One of my favorite things to do. When one does this you must draw at the same time! Draw pictures of what the song reminds you of and then give it to your room mates! They will love that you did something for them. Warning, do not give to your roommate at two in the morning while she is sleeping. Result? For me, FAIL.

4. Reading 2002 date ideas. This is a book that can be found at your local college campus library. For me it is the Karen H. Huntsman library. (I stared at the title of the library from the window in my modern social problems class, this may also be a good hobby. Result may be fail though in both the happiness it brings you and in your class.) When you get the book study it hard! With study comes practice and applying. I personally applied number thirteen to a first date.

“

Forget about having a big wedding and just elope

”

(Haynes, Edwards.) This did not go well, in fact as soon as they saw that we were heading in the direction for Las Vegas he tucked and rolled. I think he is still somewhere in the desert wandering. I still don’t understand, but, FAIL!

5. Knitting. Brings true happiness. Not many do this anymore and in fact you only really see grandmas do this but let me tell you something, the elderly are extremely wise. Yes, Wise. Like I told my mom, it is an investment! I can now knit my own scarves and my own sweaters! Today I was looking through a book of patterns and found the ugliest sweater pattern; I can’t wait to wear one. (THAT I MADE!!) For now though I must stick with the scarf and keep it as basic as possible until I improve. I do have a plan though. I plan to knit my own Halloween costume and I will be a knight in shining armor! My armor will look like the chain but in all reality will just be yarn in the basic kitting stitch. I will stay warm and movable this year unlike the poor little boy in The Christmas Story. Overall, SUCCESS!

As you can see five is the best choice. It will definitely make you happy in your life. For those who like people they can start teaching their friends. I have also done this and succeeded in teaching her to cast on. She has yet to start the knit stitch though. Perhaps she can just cast on a gigantic scarf. I’m positive she could pull that off as well as every other person alive. My future kids will be warm. :D

SUEZ

sometimes I have anxiety attacks....

I get anxiety attacks from things that people would laugh about. I don't know why but the following list is things that I dislike very much.

1. The gas light- you know it is going to come on, but you always hope for the gas to last another day. Today as I was driving home from work, looked at my gas meter which was clearly close to empty, my thoughts were that I would definitely have enough to last me to the next day. I heard a not normal noise in my car that alarmed me, I then looked at my dashboard and saw that it was the gas light. I literally gasped in my car by myself, I guess I worried that I wouldn't make it to a gas station even though I was driving right past one at the time and the car STILL has gas in it! That was the second time my gas light has come on while I was driving, and I never want to experience it again.

2. belt routes- first of all I find them really confusing. Also they just make me nervous, I don't like making decisions in a split second when it could potentially change my life. I mean one way takes you home and the other to the middle of nowhere, with no cellphone coverage. My worst fear is that I will take the wrong way and be lost forever! I know this is ridiculous, but I think about it quite a bit, and now believe that it really could happen.

3. tumbleweed- every time I see it I scream like a man. I only scream like a man when I am really scared. If I am driving when I see it then I stop breathing and my palms become sweaty. I can only try to explain this because tumbleweed is on EVERY scary movie made. Lets just say that movies ruin people.....

And to explain the other things....ask my siblings. It's probably from all of their non-stop teasing and talk of monsters in my basement as a youngster. It didn't help that I was an easy target though. thanks guys.

LOVE, MEGAN

Skool

I used to think that I liked school until I found out I needed to write an eighteen page single spaced paper on myself. Sure I like myself, but not that much. It has gotten to the point in my paper where I am required to make up events in my life. My teacher will soon think that I grew up in another country and surprisingly I'm fine with that. I think I'll also lead him to believe that I have a tattoo. Yeah I think so, I mean he can't kick me out of his class for that can he? The worst thing he can do is judge me and I'm sure he has already done that. I have also started a second life account so that I can talk about that in my paper. The fact that I can fly in my second life should guarantee me the A, and if not, it was worth the waste of time. When I'm not living my second life I usually find myself doing just about anything so that I can go home and add it to my paper. Like today at school I found myself making fun of a kid. The first thing I did was go home and write about how I like to make fun of people. Then I wrote about how I made fun of the kid just so I could add it to my paper. It works right? Its about my life so it would have to. I thought about talking about my family in my paper but decided against it because that would be too easy and exactly what my teacher is looking for. When I'm done writing this post I'll probably go back to my paper and write about how I wrote a blog about my eighteen page paper and how it is taking over my life.

love, kathryn h