Here's a picture of the weather today.  Cloudy overcast and raining.  That's pretty much what it is all the time.  My son did point out that we could live in Antarctica it never rains there. Ha Ha!

Here's a picture of me and The Boss.  I'm not going into a lot of detail about myself.

Here's what I do:  I answer phones and do the books for our small plumbing company.

Take care of our 5 children (2 are adults) and household cleaning and stuff.

Take care of Grumpy.

I'm the Secretary for the Relief Society in our Ward (church)

Yes I'm aware I do too much.

That is why I depend on sugar to get me through the day.

The Man

Here is The Man,  My Darling Husband, My Prince Charming, Yin to my Yang...

Ok you should get the picture. 

I've decided to Call him The Boss.

Which he really is.  We own a small plumbing Company and he is 

you guessed it The Boss.

He also likes to micro manage people.  

That is a nice way of saying he is Controlling.

Pictured above is him with one of his Mid life Crisis's

He is a very hard worker, and he is a perfectionist.  

Weather he is on a job or working at home he is a hard worker.

He works hard but also likes to play hard. 

Here he is

enjoying his 1st Love.

The boss is a really great dad.  He has an off beat sense of humor.  He is a hard worker and he has come a long way the last couple of years and is a lot nicer than he used to be! That's Right He Can Be Taught!

Where is your niceness level at? 

Do you have to work at being nice?

The Introductions.

The Old One

This is my FIL he lives at our house. I'm going to start with him because he is the 

oldest.

Gramps is 83 and I don't really like him much.  He sits around all day and watches TV.

He has Diabetes, Heart Disease, and all kinds of related problems.

This is not a picture of candy.  These are beads.

Gramps tried to eat them one day.

He believes there is a woman that sits on a bench all day and all night.  Her she is.  Can you see her?  I'll give you a hint.  She has on a white hat.

Yeah I don't see her either.  I guess it is a perk of getting old.  I hope I remember this when I'm

Old.  I am going to make up some really great stories for my own amusement.

OR perhaps I won't have to.

So Here he is again.  This is Gramps.  He doesn't like kids running in front of him..... he has health issues..... he's a grump.......  We could even call him Grumpy Gramps.

That is all.