Sunday, March 4, 2007
I have not title for this entry, Part II
I did a tree job yesterday to pay for our upcoming Arizona trip. Wait, that money is needed to pay for the car tires we bought two weeks ago. Anyone have more tree jobs?
Matt, we've loved hearing your police tales. What do you get to certify on next, the K-9 dog? (Good joke, huh?)
Mom, thanks for the $100 (did everyone else get as much as us?), we forgot what else you sent. Lisa said she's had a brain fart and can't remember. I can smell something foul coming out my ears too. We'll have to ask Braxton tomorrow what it was. Lisa had to ask him today how old she was, "27, mom." (We even had to do the math again to write this email).
That's enough humor. Hopefully we can log in from Arizona next week.
Los Zirker's
Ride'em cowgirl!!!
Yipee yahoo, ride'em cowgirl!!! Last weekend we went to Casa Bonita. Lindsay (Les's sister) was in town and so we pulled out all the stops. We saw cliff divers, got our pants scared off in a dark tunnel and rode the little kid rides. The kids had fun taking whacks at the pinata.
This week has been a lot slower. We finally finished all the major projects and it is nice just to slow down a bit. Les used the free time to go with a couple of the ladies from the ward to see a local high school's production of Les Mes. She said they did a good job, but the subject matter of the musical was a little too mature for high school kids. Other than that she spent the rest of the week on a weight loss program called pregnacy, but is now feeling much better. (She'll kill me for posting that when she reads this.)
I spent the weekend invovled once again in radio stuff. It is turning from a hobby to a church calling it seems like. Saturday, all the newly licensed hams from the stake met at the stake center and made their first contacts on the air. I had arranged for several of the club members to be waiting on certain frequencies and so the new guys were guaranteed an easy first chat. We got all their new radios programmed and set up and then let them loose into the airwaves. Tonight was our Denver Regional Net from the Bishop's Storehouse in Aurora. It was fun to hear the new hams check in for their first time. They then jumped frequencies and checked into our weekly club net. I've done a pretty hard sell about joining a local radio club to keep learning. Mostly I just want some friends from church in there with me. The club has really gone out of their way to make the new guys feel welcome. (They smell new blood in the water.) Next Sunday we will offically start the Lakewood Stake Net with yours truly as the net controller (the guy who runs the group and takes the check ins). I'll run it for a few weeks and then we'll take turns running it. It is a chance to attend a church meeting from home in your PJ's, not too bad.
That's about it for this week.
73 (Best Wishes in radio lingo)
Brant, KCØVTU
Not Much Happening
My shoulder seems to be getting better. I am exercising it and taking the anti-inflammatory medication and it seems to be helping. Not in big leaps and bounds but little by little.
Mom and I watched a couple of movies this weekend. "The Lake House" and "Flyboys", they were both pretty good but the Flyboys didn't have a very happy ending and I don't like that. I like it when they live happily-ever-after.
We talked to Brant, Leslie and family tonight on the web-cam and had a good time. It is sort of like watching a zoo. They probably felt the same way as they watched us. Seth had gone to do PPI's but Mom, Lacey, Weston and I posed for the camera.
This week is a busy one. Mom has her 5-10 page paper due and I have 3 Eagle Scout Boards of Review. I think Tuesday is open, what ever shall we do.
Today was the first Sunday with my new bishopric. There were five of us in the clerk's office and we had a cleaning/shredding party. We almost filled one of those large plastic garbage bags. I joked that we would probably realize next Sunday that we had shredded important documents. My old 2nd councilor showed up without a suit coat on and as I bore my testimony I said that it was sad to see how fast Kelly had fallen into transgression. It got a chuckle.
I got a neat phone call from Kurt Schwendiman Friday. He had been asked by the Stake President to call anyone he had offended to ask for their forgiveness as a last assignment before he is re-baptised. We had a nice visit and it looks like he could be baptised within a couple of weeks. It has been a long hard road but he has stuck with it.
The stump grinder has not shown up yet but I have the area painted in white so we will see what he has to say.
Mom and I were given another home teaching person. It is a lady in the Alzheimer's wing at Good Sam. She is a cousin of Rod Appaloni. We just had a quick visit because she was eating dinner. As we left, the activities organizer said she was glad to see us because this woman has never had a visitor. This will be an interesting assignment.
That's about it for this week. I'll spare you all having to look at one of my old pictures. Have a good week.
Dad and Mom
Why I love Mexicans

Well I don't have anything new to post, so I'll pull a grandpa and use a picture from the archives ("I had to change the color a little bit cause nobody knows how to take a decent picture these days...") Anyway. I had my first massage last week (trav won me a free hour). It was very nice. I highly recommend it.
School is a drag and I'll be glad when the semester is over! I've been working on getting people to do my thesis experiment, which can be a bit of a task because they have to meet with me for 45 minutes and take it on my laptop (the website link that I posted so many weeks ago is only half of the study). But I've been getting a surprising number of volunteers, considering the fact that none of them have ever met me, nor do they know anything about my study. I found them by searching hometowns on Route Y. And that is why I love Mexicans. They'll help me out for a measly candy bar.