101

You know there was a running joke I learned when I was growing up. It was about a man who was running in place on a man hole cover repeating the words, 98. He kept doing this when a man came up to him and asked him why he was doing it. He just kept saying 98....98.... and jogging in place. So this other guy asked if he could try it. The first guy stopped and walked off of it. The second guy got on and started jogging in place and questionably started saying 98....98.... The first guy quickly removed the manhole cover and the second guy dropped down the whole. The cover was replaced and he got back up on it and jogging in place again started saying 99....99.... Ok it is much more funny to see it done in person but you get the idea. So yes it has been a month since I last posted, and a lot has happened. Mainly I have been getting many more hours then I thought to be getting and it has worn me out. I thought to write today since it is the eve of Christmas. The day the world celebrates the birth of our Lord and Savior. Now I know many of you are LDS and you know what we believe in. I want to add to the testimonies that have been born by those many years ago that the Savior really has come and saved us all. He is our old brother and friend. I remember spending Christmas of 2006 alone and knowing I wasn't. He was there with me. He knows who I am and what I was to become in the following years. He paved the way for me to come unto Him and follow Him. If it weren't for His Atonement I could have been cleansed and washed clean from those sins I have had for so long. My anger, my depression, my hurt and pain have been washed away and if I continue to remember to rely on Him and ask for His love and forgiveness I can be fully healed. I am not perfect, far from it, but if each day I strive to do as He would want me to I can one day be like Him. I have a long way to go, but I have started and am continuing. And that is what matters.

So for this Christmas season and for His birth if I can strive everyday to do one thing He would do, I will come closer to Him and be perfected in Him. I testify He is the Living Son of God, He is our Savior and Lord. The King of Kings, our Redeemer and Judge. Praise all glory to His name. And to each may we all have Christ in our hearts this holiday season. I so testify and bear witness in the sacred name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

100th Post

I finally made it. My 100th post on blogger. And what have I learned. Not a darn thing. But at least I have made it to this milestone. It has been a hard climb to make it here, but I have made it. Many others are like you only have .... posts? Yeah I am not that great of a writer, but when I do write, I get great ideas, in my head and I can't get them out. So sometimes I do not make sense and it all gets jumbled. Like for a story I was writing on storywrite.com well several on there I started and haven't done anything with them. I get great ideas and then they just blow in the wind. So I wonder where this blog will go in the next year or so. Next milestone is 150. So stop on by, enjoy what I have posted and enjoy the mind of a mad man. James Potter Good day.

Update gosh oh gee I need too

For all of you bloggers out there, yes we are still alive and kicking. Ouch that hurt.Stop pinching me. Ok back to being serious here. Little has happened since I last posted. Kids got older, so did we, and job is going well. I am now the weekend cook due to the other person walking out on his shift. Yeah it was wild. But work is work and you do what you have too. I have really enjoyed the work and my boss is really great. Plus I work with a pretty 19 year old girl named Alisha and we make a great team. She is the server and she does a great job. This past weekend we had wheel chair basketball teams staying at the hotel and they got free breakfasts. That was fun. 30-40 people all at one time. I was flinging stuff and making it go as fast I could to feed them. Today was a little slower but still had the food out on time and they loved it. Caught the last of the Primary program when I got to Church. Got home, had lunch, then went back out for our yearly Tithing settlement. Happy to say we are full tithe payers and it has really blessed our lives. Not much more has happened. Will be doing Thanksgiving here at home with my family and going to go get my day for the afternoon so he can have fun with the kids and eat some great food. Dad is really doing well there at the Assisted Living place. He has had some struggles, but he is doing ok.

One other thing, is we have made the choice to move to Tennessee next spring. It is somewhere we know we can go and start all over for us. More of that to follow. Got a screaming kid to take care. Fatherhood. Never ending. Until later. I bid you all Adieu.

Quick update

And yes I it will be brief. On August 18th, our family was Sealed for time and all eternity in the Bountiful Temple. The next day I was asked to come and audition for a cooking job for the Courtyard Marriott. On Saturday, I was called and told I had the job if I was still interested. I was and had to wait nearly a week to get started. Well now I have and the last few weeks have been great. Its hard to get up that early in the morning, but I have a great boss who gives me his thoughts and ideas of how I can do things better or make little improvements in what we do. I go in at 4:30am and get done sometime between 10 and 11. It just depends on what needs to be done for prep or other things he has me do. It has been a great job and I love it.

I am looking at picking another job as a part timer to help make a little more money. Chris is going in for surgery on Thursday for a partial hysterectomy. She is having the bouncy gym taken out. This is due to a fibroid in the uterus that has not shrunk since Ben. So that is stressing us both out. But it means some good things for her and we don't have to worry about having another one. Having our Phoebe has been a blessing. I get to raise one of my daughters. She can be trying at times, (always hungry and crying) but I love her no less. I will just sit and hold her while she is crying and sometimes cry with her. She has such a sweet spirit and I know she was our last blessing for children.

So that is all I have to say. I do have a new calling in the ward. I am the ward Music Director. So i get to lead the music for the ward during Sacrament Meeting and choose the music with the talks that the Bishopric chooses. Its been a few years since I have done the calling but I know I can pick it up and make it well. I have a few ideas to get the youth involved and for those that already do music in schools, I am going to try and get them to lead the music too. Especially the young men. They will need that for their missions if and when they are called to do it.

So that's my update for this month. Will write more later.

Day filled with love

Today marked a day that will forever be wonderful to remember for many years to come. I was able to take my wife to the temple to have her go and receive her Endowments. This week has been full of trials and work to get there, but once we entered those doors, the spirit filled our hearts, and our minds and brought peace to our souls. Phoebe who all we hear is fussing all day long and night, just sat with me and looked around while waiting for my wife to complete her washing and anointings and be clothed in the garments. Phoebe just looked around with her bright eyes and smiled at me several times. I think she knew where she was and felt safe and secure there. I then went in to go get dressed while Chris went and fed her. Afterward we both went to our instruction time and waited to go in. It was so wonderful to be there, and to partake of the joy in temple work. Chris looked beautiful in her white dress. As we went into the Celestial Room, I felt a brief but knowing assurety that mom was there and that she had a lot of work to do and could not be with us long. It was Chris' day and it was busy. The temple closes for 2 weeks for cleaning. So now we get to wait until next month for our sealing. Just what a great day.

Trials by Faith

I put the fear of God into my wifes 14 year old for stealing money from us only to now have her 12 year old daughter steal from us. So I either start a report with the police and have them with the state investigate why their guardians(grandparents) allow this to happen, and they lose the kids, or try to teach them the right, and they go back to their grandparents and I have basically wasted my breath and time trying to be a good parent to kids that are not mine. Maybe I need to go to the temple and put it before the Lord. I am just mad, hurt, disappointed, dejected. Chris asks where she went wrong, and we had a one sided discussion. She knows what has to be done, and she is afraid. Believe me. Letting go of my daughter was the hardest and scariest thing I ever had to do. I thought fighting to get my blessings back was bad. To lose a child to people who tell you, that you are no longer worthy to be a parent to this child hurts. I would have rather died. Gone to prision. Other than be told that. I know the war will still rage on no matter what we do. I just hope and pray Chris has the strength to let go, hold her head high and move forward. I have my days, I wish it could all go away, but where would my faith be, in a loving God who has blessed me now more than ever. It has been and will be a small sacrifice to let go, for a time. And then when the time is right, we may rejoice againg together and bring back that love. "It won't be easy, but it will be worth it," someone more wiser than me once said. I believe it is true.

Restoration of all things

A little over ten years ago, I left the church because of some little things that I didn't think were that important. Nearly ten years ago, I was re baptized in to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I began the journey many have traveled and have either failed or conquered. Soon after the readmission into the church, I fell. With help from a great Bishop, that was worked out. Was active as much as we could, but lived a slightly different life then most members. Anger and other issues popped up that lead to a divorce and losing the family I had. Again another wonderful Bishop was there to be with me and help me with my struggles. I was brought back again. I met my current wife now, and fell again. Nearly a year later, I was welcomed back into the church and again still did my own thing. We petitioned to have my blessings restored. It was denied because it was too soon after being re-fellowshipped back into the church. So we waited the year for that to finish. Resubmitted the application. Took about 3 - 4 months to get back. Because I was not working, nor paying my tithing, they would not put it through but gave me instructions on what I needed to do. As soon as I had a steady job, if you can call working as a cook for a bar in Utah steady, my wife and I put it in our heads that we would pay tithing now matter what. And we did. Few blessings here and there came in. We didn't have need for much. Things went well for a little over three months. When the bottom fell out. Yes I lost my job. But we still paid our tithing. The application was resubmitted while I was still working. We thought it was going to take a while. On Sunday the 26th of June, as we were headed into Sacrament meeting our Stake Pres secretary pulled me aside and asked if I and my wife could meet with the Stake Pres after Sacrament. We said yes we can. Church started, and we pondered what it could mean. We took our boys to their classes and came back to wait for him. He invited us in, had us sit down and then on his desk was the letter we had been waiting for. He opened it and read it aloud to us. We burst into tears. My application to be restored was approved. We scheduled to have it done on Tuesday night and he asked us to go see our Bishop and have him give us our Temple Recommend interview. Then on Tuesday night he would sign both and we would be ready to go.


Tuesday night, we showed up and had to wait a few minutes for everyone to arrive. I had to run back home and get my wife’s recommend so it could be signed. When I showed up, Chris had her other interview and was waiting in the High Council room. President Johnson signed both of them and we walked together to the room. He re read the letter to our Bishop and asked me to sit in his seat. He then proceeded with the restoration. What I am going to share is what I saw in vision while he was speaking. I saw in vision, the Savior even Jesus the Christ; suffer with me for ten long years. To be put on the cross, then placed in the tomb. I watched as He went from mortality to immortality. As He rose from his grave, I understood what the Atonement was all about. Here I was newly restored, rising up to meet the new day. As near to being as perfect as He is. All that was done in the past is now truly in the past. It is over with. It is dead. I am whole again. Other things he mentioned in the blessing sent me elsewhere. He mentioned that attending Angels would be there for me. All I could think about was my mother and her mother. Both were there in spirit and standing by us. I also felt the weight of the responsibilities on my shoulders. It was just amazing what I felt. I truly feel blessed and loved by all who have stood by me and watched as this has unfolded. I pray they can be blessed for their efforts and love for me.

Today has been a good day. Got up, got things that needed to be done done and had an interview with a company I had started before going to Bogeys. They are going to rehire me and get me back in. So that is a blessing too. Jacob and I feel a little under the weather and he has had a bad night so far. He threw up in his bed so we got it out and put it in the washer and dryer. While waiting for the dryer, I felt the prompting to bless him. He was in my arms, so why not. I did so and he is resting well right now. I just feel so overjoyed, over whelmed, so blessed. I can't wait to bless my daughter on Sunday. It will be a joyous occasion.

A new look on life

For those of you, not LDS none of this may make any sense. But for the ones out there that are, I hope I can inspire someone to reach higher, know you are not alone and that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. In 1999, I left the LDS Church because a few things that bugged me. I was born and raised in the church, had served a mission for the church in Seattle, WA. I moved back to there a year after I had finished. It was then I fell into the worldly traps and lost all that I had.




The person I was living with was not a member and we were planning on getting married. She was 9 years my senior and we were in love, or so we thought. We moved to Idaho to further her education in textile design. Little did we know that in the 8 months we lived there, we would split up and go our separate ways.



The members of the church were ecstatic to have a lost sheep come back to the fold. In fact it was said by my Stake President that i was the most active non-member he had ever seen. It was partly because of them that i came back. I also came back for my own choice. I left my worldly life and began anew.



It was on September 2, 2001 I was rebaptised into the church and was on the journey to have all my blessings restored of the Priesthood and temple. A few weeks later, I fell back to my old ways. And to my dismay, I began a destructive life that has put me in jail a few times, lost my family, and almost my life.



After I had lost my family, i moved here to Utah to begin anew. It was hard to adjust to the area and the way they do things here, but I have managed. Again i fell into some old habits and had to be punished for my sins. 2 Years it took for me to be able to send in my paperwork to have it be looked over by the leaders of the entire church. That was in 2009. After a long wait of nearly 4 months, they said no. I did not have a job, did not provide for my family, did not pay my tithing. When i did that, then i could resubmit my application.



Depression set in, I had 2 boys and my wife to support and i couldn't keep a job for anything. Then i get the news in 2010 that my mom dies. I felt so alone, so out of it, so far in the hole that I just wished the earth would cover me up and I would never see the light of day again.



Another incident happened, that I was so ashamed that I begged my Bishop to punish me and banish me from the church. With his guidance, and work with a councilor, I could crawl my way out and see some light again.



At the beginning of this year, I got a job. Then got a semi better one. then i got a dream job and things looked up. I was given a time frame to work and do as the brethren asked. In May that time came due and I had another interview with my Bishop and he felt it was time to re submit my paperwork. I had another interview with my Stake President and he felt it was time too. So sometime in the middle of May, it was re submitted. We thought it would take a few months to go through, but this morning when we came to church, our SP(Stake President) secretary pulled me aside and told me the SP would like to see me and my wife after Sacrament. I only thought of one thing. He had the ok.



Almost 10 years of hard work, has finally come to a close. They accepted my application and told my SP to have it done as soon as he was able too and to have my be interviewed by him and the Bishop to see if I was still worthy. Both interviews have been done and on Tuesday night, I will sit in a chair in his office, have his hands placed on my head and with the authority given him through Christ and the Living Prophet, restore my Priesthood, and Temple blessings and then sign our temple recommends.



What a wonderful thing to behold. A lost sheep, being carried and helped back to the fold. When the Savior said that He could move a mountain with just the faith of a mustard seed, I think He was speaking symbolically that everyone has mountains in their lives that get in the way of true happiness. And that ones faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, miracles can happen.



I am a living testament to the understanding of what the Infinite Atonement means. No matter what I may do in this life, if i just turn to God, and do all I can to do the right things, He will bless me and show me the way.



I bear witness that what i have shared is true. I know god lives and loves all of us. His Son Even Jesus Christ lives and loves us too and is there waiting at the door, knocking to have us let Him in to our lives. I know that Joseph Smith was a Prophet of God and that he did see them and testified to the world of it. And that Thomas S Monson is Gods Prophet on the earth today and speaks the will of the Lord for all to hear. The Book of Mormon is true. Fasting and tithing are true. I bear witness of this and leave you this testimony in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Sometimes dead is better

I posted this in a contest for a site I am on for writing short stories. I wanted to share this here as a reminder, that life is what we make of it. I am out of that depressed mood. I do have my days, but they are so much better than they were before. This was the darkest time in my life. I hope you can read from it and glean or learn from it as I have.

"Where shall I begin? My life has been full of ups and downs, but the most down I have ever felt and have been the closest to losing it all was when my mom died last year. I had just gotten home from work, some friends from my church showed up at my home when I got home. My wife sat me down and told me what had happened after she got home herself from running errands all afternoon. She got home, opened the front door to our place when this card went flying through the air off the door. It was a business card for an officer of the local police station. My wife was a little concerned and she called them back as soon as she got things settled. They were calling to inform me, that my mom was in the hospital in Salem, OR and not expected to live long and that I needed to get there soon. This was the message I got when i got home. To this day I hardly remember the trip to there and back. That was on a Tuesday. We were able to fly out on Friday morning and rent a car to get there.
She had been on life support ever since. Dad was a wreck. He had no idea how to deal with this. My dad is disabled and mom had been his helper for all of his adult life. We had a family meeting and decided what to do. We talked to the doctors and nurses too and found out there is no way she would ever walk out of this place and live long enough to know what is going on. She had tubes all over her body giving her oxygen, food, fluids, drugs, you name it she was on it. They showed us an x-ray of her heart. It covered the entire screen. It was barely functioning. She did respond to voices, but even then I knew she was too far gone and that God had to take her home soon. We made the choice to take her off life support. And when I told her this, she looked at me and understood what i was saying and knew what was going to happen.
The nurses asked us for about 30 minutes to unhook her and clean her up a bit. When we came back, she was breathing on her own, but it was so ragged and hard, we thought anytime now. She lasted through the night with her sister by her side. I didn't sleep a wink. Saturday came and they moved her and us to the cancer ward so we could have a little more privacy. About an hour after her move, is when she passed. My wife was the one who saw her take her last breath. We knew she was gone. The nurse and doctor confirmed it. The funeral was a few days later and it was nice. Per her wishes, she was cremated and we have her with us now.
We brought my dad back to Utah to live with us, but that was getting too hard with him, and our two little boys, it was just too much, so we put dad in a nursing home for a few months until we could get him into assisted living. I was just so numb from all of this. I just could not feel, I could not love myself, my wife, my kids, my life, my job nothing. I quit going to counseling because I could not see an help or end to the suffering I was in. I hardly slept, eat, or did anything. I was angry, hurt, depressed, mad, vengeful, spiteful,  I lost some good friends because of my actions. I cursed God, I was mean to my wife,mean to my kids. I hated life and myself. I felt that I had just turned my soul to the devil. I was in such a hole, I wished the mountains and earth would cover me up and then the earth would spin off its axis and hurtle towards the sun and kill us all. I attempted to commit suicide several times by ODing my pills. Or cutting myself, or hitting myself over and over. The final break down for me was when my wife and I fought over money and I bite her on the arm as she was calling for help. Then I kicked her in the leg after she got off the phone.
I spent the night in jail, charged with Domestic Violence and DV in the presence of a child. I almost lost it all. To this day I am still paying for my idiocy. Some days I wish I had died with her. Some days, dead is better."

New direction, just same old stuff

I have been talking about for some time now, but finally I had to put my foot down, or contiually be ran over and thrown under the bus. I really should not have but when I have slaved for nearly 3 months, seeing countless others, get thrown under the bus, or themselves, I just had to say enough was enough. I took a chance yesterday and put my foot down to work. And to make a long story short, yes I lost my job. I was tired of being used and having to be the go to guy. It has really gotten old and it has worn me out so much, I dreaded being there. Sudden hourly changes, being called last minute to do this, can't go out the back door to take a break, can't relaly take a break since there is so much to do there. Can't get a soda for free, have to pay for it, can't get a meal unless you are off duty and then  it's 50% off, or when you are on duty, you have to have it rung up first. Before I could have my wife come in the back, sit in chair and have her watch me work. No more of that. It just felt like a prison cell. And if thats how they want to run the place, that is not for me. And when our other cook had an issue 2 weeks ago, (it was a drug reaction to another drug) I told 3 managers to get him out and I was going to finish the shift for him, they all refused and just let him work and continue to say and do whatever he felt like making me feel uncomfortable in that place. I had to walk out then get written up for "leaving without manager approval." When I asked to drop my hours so I could get some more time at home since Chris is having problems with her pregnancy, my boss is told by the owner, to only give me half my raise since that is all I am worth if I am working part time. And it just goes on and on from there. I am sorry I took the job but at the same time glad that I did. It did help and gave me a sense of belonging and self respect. But when they stop respecting you, thats where I draw the line. So back to the drawing board. These next few weeks are going to be interesting since Chris is so close to her due date, that not many employers will hire me if they find out I am taking a week off work when the baby is born, but they will have to deal with it. She will be my last child. I never thought I would have 4 kids. But I guess the Lord knew what I need and blessed me with my daughter first, though I will not be raising her, I pray she can forgive me and love me when we meet again. I love my boys, they are a pain sometimes and they are a joy to be with. Just coming home yeaterday from going to yard and garage sales, JJ was going, "Mama mama mama mama" as we were pulling into our trailer park. It was so cute. And Ben with his trains. It doesn't matter if it is Thomas, if it is a train he loves it. I can't wait to meet my new daughter and do whatever I can to keep my family close to me. I have already lost so much in the past few years, I just pray I can continue to endure and love my life and live it to the fullest, so that one day, when my family is gathered around me to send me home, not only can they say they loved me, but they were loved by me, and knew that I did the best I could for them.

So when is enough, enough.

Yeah I just read what I posted on my last blog and scratching  my head wondering how I got through that mess and what has happened since then. We did hire a new guy, he was learning and being well taught, he would have been great, until he had to go to court for his unpaid child support. They threw his butt in jail, for two days and he lost his job here. Enter me into overtime at work for several weeks. And Jon(my boss) hired this guy who had been bugging Jon about working here. BIG ASS MISTAKE! The guy couldn't follow simple orders, make food worth a damn. He asked one day when we were in the heat of orders, "Whats on a fry plate?" I stopped and looked at him with a dumb ass look on my face and asked him if he was serious. He said yeah, what do we put on it? 2 Bags of fries, large plate, black cup thingy. 'Do we put anything in it?" again the dumb ass look at him. "Put the fries on the plate, put the black ramekin on the plate, put it in the window." I just about lost it with him. And most of the time I can keep my cool, but come on please. So he quit after just a few weeks, and I got shafted by working too many hours that I just burned out. Great thing, Jon did hire a new guy who has the cooking experience as a professional Chef and he learns very quickly. Plus I have reduced my hours due to Chris being close to her delivery and I just need some time to repair myself. I almost lost my job and my life. Still having suicide issues and will be working them out in the coming weeks as I get a councilor and sit down with him and work it out. Plus go back to my regular doc and get back on my meds. I've been off them since November. Yeah I may be in very bad shape. We will see what the Doc says. But the other issue is waiting for Medicaid to get off their butts and get us the coverage. Well that's all for now. Will update more later. Need to get back to work and work. (Laughs evilly)

Time to update again

Wow! Is it April almost? This year has been flying by so fast I am not sure if I can keep up. So to update on what has been going on, late January I was hired on at Focus, a sales rep job to sell this product that in 15 lessons you will be a better you. Depression, drugs, anxiety and all that will be gone if you listen to these 15 lessons and follow what they want you to do, you will be cured. Was on the phone for about a week working graves, when i was having problems with my heart. Long story short, i was able to transfer to another project, selling cable, internet and phone for 5-6 different companies. Well they didn't want to work with my on the schedule and at this time I had a pretty nasty cold which came close to bronchitis and since I really couldn't talk much they let me go. That was on President's Day. That Tues-Thurs I was back on-line and going pretty much business to business working on finding a job. That Friday, I was sitting at home, when i got a call from Bogey's. I had sent my resume in earlier this week and had sent my resumes a few times in the past but never heard from them. Well this time they wanted me to come in 30 mins from the call for an interview. Mind you this was at 7pm. So i quickly showered, shaved and ran down there to be interviewed. Jon(Pheonix) showed me the new menu he designed, the kitchen, told me what I'd be doing and asked several more questions about me and my experience. It went rather well I thought and he said he would call me the next day to give a yes or no. Saturday came and i waited, and was about to give up when the owner called and said if I could come in and audition for that night. Just a few hours and see how it goes. Went in there at 7pm got out at 10pm and not even an hour into working, Jon was like, I like you, you do good work, you learn fast, I am gonna hire you. And so i have been there just over a month. And I love it. Its hard on my legs, feet and back but it is so much worth it. The menu and recipes are lined out so we don't have much to think about but to make it like he wants it. We've had to tweak with a recipe here and there, but it is working out great. He had another person working with me training me, but he was a tweaker and ditched us by going to California for a "week." He is still there in Cali and called Jon on Friday last week and asked if he still had a job. This guy called 3 hours before his shift and said he was going to Cali. I got over-time that week and last week. And after Jon got that call that he was leaving Jon put the word out that he was hiring for another cook. He interviewed a few, one he wanted, but when asked to come in for an audition, the guy never showed, never called, nothing. So he called another person and I am now training him. It's been 2 weeks since I had 2 days off during the week. I am hoping to have it this week. I do have to work Sundays, but at least i am able to attend Sacrament and get a boost for the week. It is not the ideal job I was looking for, but for right now, it is where I need to be to take care of my family and do what is necessary to get what we need to take care of our bills and such. Oh and on top of all this, the van decided to have issues. we already knew the CV joints were bad, the plugs were not doing what they needed to be doing and the battery quit on us. So nearly $1000 later, yes you read that right, $1000. it is up and running where it should be. So now we need to baby it until we get it paid off and go from there. So that's pretty much 3 months in a nut shell. Very busy life. And to top it all off, Chris' 14 year old still does not understand the difference between right and wrong. He was told not to come out of bed while Chris was picking me up from work tonight. She was recording CSI:Miami for us to watch when I got home. We started to watch it. Half way through, it switched over to cartoons. Yeah. And to top it off, he is sneaking food in bed, and the bathroom. The Palm, which Chris plays with at night before she goes to bed is missing, from our bedroom. So tomorrow, he is getting a choice, Shape up, or Ship out. We are done with his lying, he thieving, his actions that he tells us, one thing and does another. And i know most of you will say, its just a phase, being 14 yada, yada, yada. When this is a daily, constant thing, its not a phase. Its not his age. We are tired of it. and we are not going to put up with it any longer. Besides, he will be going back to his grandparents house again when we move this summer. We are looking at maybe Arizona. Will have to see how the job market is there and see if I can get a Cooks job at a Casino. We shall see. well it's late and I need to hit the sack. Night all and may your dreams come true.