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Happy Birthday to my favorite younger sister!!! Anyone who knows Toots aka Tami, knows that out of all of us siblings she is the most thoughtful. She is a wonderful mother of four of the cutest kids ever, and a wife to one of the nicest guys in the whole world. When Toots and I were kids we shared a room together and sometimes if she couldn't sleep I would make up a story for her. She loved gum, ABC or otherwise, so I remember I made up a story of how she took a long slippery slide into a huge empty swimming pool filled with hubba bubba. She loved that story. Toots never brags. She instead is the best listener and really truly remembers details of the lives of other. Even some of my friends who she has never met, she finds great interest in reading their blogs and understanding the trials they are going through. She is a walking Rolodex and remembers names of people from my graduating class better than me!!! We always count on Toots for helping us remember names. My favorite memory of Toots is when she was working at Jackson Lake Lodge and Bobbi Jo and I decided to surprise her and go for a road trip (from Logan) and go visit her. We went into the restaurant where she was working and sat at the bar. A few minutes went by, and Bobbi and I kept pretty quiet...then I said, "TOOTS!!!", and she turned around and started crying and laughing at the same time. That was a pretty cool day. She has been there for me for some pretty low and high times in my life, and I consider her a sister and a greatest friend. So Toots, I hope your birthday is as perfect as you are!
Love you! Amouse

if neil diamond were my valentine.

ladd, erica, kory, me, dan, bobbi jo - feb.13th 2009

If Neil Diamond were my Valentine he would send me flowers and sing me love songs. We would wear jeans pretty much forever all day long, and life would be so good sooo gooood sOooooOO GOOD!!! I would go to all his concerts, buy his t-shirts, glue his loose rhinestones back on his black stage jacket...and possibly have Thanksgiving, but not Christmas, in Brooklyn with his family. If Neil Diamond were my Valentine we would go to dinner and he would bring his back-up singers just in case we felt like busting out a little tableside number. And every time we were apart and then together again, he would say, "Hello, my friend hello." It is also highly likely that I would be a wine drinker. Red. I don't think we would break up, pretty much ever, but if we did, it would be no surprise. Maybe under all that Brooklyn soul and continuous crazy magnetic energy is just a regular guy, a guy like mine. My Valentine...well, he sings to me too. He sends me flowers, and of course he prefers jeans. He let's me buy clothes for him, and he spends all our holidays with family, mine, his, and ours. He is just my regular Valentine. Mine. Who whenever we are apart misses me more than he can express.

My Valentine who let's me get up and dance at the Neil Diamond concert like I don't need the money....

Happy Valentines Day Kory XOXO!

the face of cancer.

Today my good friends Shauntae and Julie went with me to deliver a gift for our friend Eileen who is in the final stages of pancreatic cancer. She loved the frame, and pics from our photo shoot on Saturday. I just want to tell Cancer to go away and leave her alone. I think Cancer likes Eileen as much as we do. Sadly, Cancer is winning.

To view more of the pics from Saturdays photo shoot go to my photo blog.

Joe Sako.

I have this friend named Joe Sako who asks about my Gram, who keeps up on my family, who knits. Indeed. I have a friend named Joe. I have friend named Joe who buys Giga jerky for the kids, who likes to talk about nonsense, who has a girlfriend who loves shoes. I have a friend named Joe who has read the book I am writing about my life not once, but twice. So Joe, today, this blog is dedicated to you. I hope your day is filled with Giga success.

faith baby.

It seems today that faith is what keeps me going. Faith that my friend Jen will find a new job, or start that business and make her dreams come true. Faith that the kid in my art class last week will one day not be scared to put pencil to paper and draw. Faith that I can be as good a friend to those who are good to me, and faith that if they are in need that I can listen and know, and help. Faith that I will become a better wife each day. More understanding and less critical. Faith that this economy will turn before we all lose our jobs. Faith that God has a plan for my friend Eileen who he is taking all too soon, and faith that her kids will remember that she put Him first, and even in her pain and weakness worshiped him....each Sunday. Her daughter holding her head up high in her extreme fatigue. Faith that my daughter will always believe she is beautiful. But not too beautiful. Faith that my son will grow tall and strong. Faith that my friend Denise will be rid of this ugly cancer once and for all, and that her hair will grow back unharmed, because we women...we love our hair.
Faith that my friends new baby boy, born with Down's Syndrome, will influence and bless and be an example of pure love. Faith that one day Jut and Abs can be back in Utah so that we can see their kids grow up and love and kiss them all we want. Faith that Kaylee and Jason will be able to adopt a baby this year. Faith that my legs will carry me 13.1 miles this Spring, through the valley of Ogden and past the street where I work.
Faith in love. Faith in gravity. Faith in happiness.
Mmmm mmm mmm and on and on and on it goes.
Faith in laughing. Faith in friendship. Faith in me. Faith in you. Faith in the future. Faith in now.