Just a Friendly Reminder

Do you all remember when Brandon use to sing the song, "I'm going through Puuuberty, I'm going through Puuuberty, oh can't you see, I'm going through Puuuberty!" Well, I saw a picture from Brandon's past that reminded me of that song and thought I would share. Love you all,

tp


(Brandon & Trever--the high school years)

Flat tires

Speaking of being sick of your car, I have had some bad relationships lately with both cars. Now remember, the heat here is more than our little automobiles can bear, so I had to forgive them of their follies. But a few weeks ago I was driving home in the Passat when she suddenly just gave up and slowed down to 25 on the freeway. I put on the hazards and cautiously inched over to the side. It was scary! My tire had blown out. So Billy the intern from Verizon came and helped me, seeing how I didn't know there was a jack in the back. Oops! :) (Oh, and Trent was in class) THEN a few days ago I was driving around looking at some apartments down there in the Mazda, when I had the strange sensation that I was driving lop-sided. I stopped in a parking lot and lo and behold! Another flat tire. I couldn't believe she at least didn't have the courtesy to wait until Trent was driving. So this time I was a pro of course, and got the job done, although I put the jack upside-down. There were at least 10 guys who just drove by me and tried not to make eye-contact. It was 115 out there and I don't blame them. But finally one guy did stop and ask if I needed help. The lug-nuts were hard to move, so he loosened them for me and was on his way! This was a very character-building experience, and I exhort you all to be sure you know how to change a tire before you are in this predicament.

GRANDPA ROCKS!

Will you all join me in a Pioneer Day Carol? "Oh Pioneer Oh Pioneer you and your friends did travel really far. Oh Pioneer Oh Pioneer I’ll bet you wished you had a car."

I see I must create a new posting detailing my travels of the past week.

I drove to the Nickel and then back home 9 times last week. I'm pretty tired of my car too. However, I think it has to do with it being 13 years old.

Sissy stayed overnight on Thursday. We played "Stay away grandpa." I took last place and 1st place. My team was named "Grandpa" and her team was named "Sissy". We played that game all night.

Jentrie came to stay on Rodeo night. At this time I would like to thank all of my wife's children for getting so bored at the second rodeo that they attended that they never wanted to attend again. Grandma, Jentrie and I played a fun game called "Watch grandma walk up 4600 South." Grandma won that one. But at least Jentrie didn't cry while she watched grandma walk up the hill by the Dee Events Center. She followed Grandma all the way until she couldn’t see her anymore. Jentrie and I then headed out in the stroller for an explore. After checking out twin babies in a stroller that rolled on past us, Jentrie just got real laid back and started singing "La, la, la." She'd sit up and then lay back again. I guess I shouldn't have kept singing "La, la, la" with her because she fell asleep at 42nd and Harrison.

Grandma came in from the rest of her walk and wanted to know what I had done with her little bundle of joy. I pointed to the front room. Jentrie was asleep in the stroller. Your mother has spent the last 3 days trying to figure out how I got Jentrie (and the stroller) in the house without waking her up.

Well, aside from going to Luke's homecoming yesterday, that pretty well sums up my week of rip roaring fun. Trent’s good friend Robby Hansen wasn’t there but Sarah Shalese’s good friend Richie Hansen was.

Please join me in one last Pioneer Day Carol. “And should we die before our journey’s through – HAPPY DAY!”

The Date with the Horizontally Blessed

I was kind enough to take Sarah upon a date yesterday for her birthday (contrary to what many Porter family members think, her birthday isn't actually until tomorrow, July 17th). I graciously allowed Sarah to select the restaurant for the evening. She selected a nice little place I like to call "Sweet Tomatoes." This was my first time eating at said restaurant and I was a bit nervous as was to be expected on my first time. Lucky for me, they had a sign that said, "Lettuce know if it's your first time." (It actually said "Let us" but based on what they serve there, I took the liberty of adding life to the phrase). This took away much of my anxiety and allowed me to enjoy the experience and just let myself go a little more after having it explained to me. Sweet Tomatoes, in layman's terms, is an all-you-can eat restaurant that serves great salads (including buffalo chicken salads!!!), pastas and baked goods. Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed my first time.

I considered this restaurant to be a great, healthy idea of a restaurant. However, when I got up to get some more food, I began to look around at the other guests. To my dismay, there were many horizontally blessed individuals (politically correct term) accompanying us that evening. They were filling their plates beyond capacity and bumping people out of the way when the serving dishes were down to one item. We were surrounded. Behind us, some horizontally blessed (hb) guests were discussing the food they were eating as well as the fattening food they had recently eaten at another restaurant. Here I thought it was a healthy restaurant, but I was proven wrong by the amount that was being piled away. Don't get me wrong, I did my fair share of eating, but what they were packing away would have even impressed Shamu. After our desert, we bid our hb friends a fond farewell or so we thought.

For the second part of the date, Sarah and I ventured to the mini-golf course around the corner from the restaurant. Sarah loves her mini-golf, especially when she beats me. For the first 9 holes, Sarah was, to put it technically, kicking my trash. She was very excited when she scored a hole-in-one. I wasn't mad, no, actually I was impressed. Then the game changed. The holes became more difficult and Sarah was toilet-bowling (for correct definition see Webster's dictionary) almost every shot that was near the hole. She was becoming furious, as Mr. Furious would say. She even threatened hitting me in the rearend if you can believe that. Yet the culminating point of the game came on hole #17. Sarah's first shot was pretty good and close to the hole, but her second shot pulled left and she screamed out a mormon-style profanity where you leave out the big words and a kid that was walking by said, "Whoa, 10 year old present, lady!" (I do have to add that she didn't say anything bad, she left that to the imagination and she was kidding around, she didn't 'pop-a-vein' which may have been a good blogger name for one member of this family that we will just call Mr. B or Poppa V).

After our intense mini-golf game, which I might add I won, Sarah had to visit the little-golfer's room to sink another hole-in-one. While she was in there, I was entertained by three hb girls waiting for their friend who they said was making a "boo-boo" in there. Then they discussed the different words you could use for poo. I could have joined them to mention a few they left out, but I chose to refrain myself. Nevertheless, I was brought in to the conversation when one of the girls said, "Mister, I'm sorry you have to listen to this immature stuff." Then one of the hb girls came and sat next to me and said, "how you doing? Sorry about my friends." It was at this point that I was about to crack up laughing and praying that Sarah would come out soon. Luckily, Sarah came out and I got up. My new friend exclaimed, "Ahhh, now I'm all alone again." What a great way to finish a remarkable date! To any out there that found hb to be offensive, I do apologize for having taken the last piece of pepperoni pizza last night.

Love,

tp

Trever Reveals His True Self

Through the miracle of modern technology, I have been able to recover Trever's actual high school yearbook picture.

I understand he looks just like his father - whoever he may be.

I'm sure your father would be proud of you Trever.

Ha! Ha!

PORTER TOWN CRIER

PORTER TOWN CRIER

A Day of Adventure
Bryson, Sissy, Jentrie and Grandma set out to go to Smith's. Travelling in the wagon, kids in big hats, Sissy in sunglasses, we took the route around the Glassman Pond. As we were moving along the dirt walkway, we discovered that one of the very large trees had blown over in last week's storm. It was too big and ackward to climb over. Where some of the branches were, we could barely crawl under. Bryson and Sissy were glad to crawl under. Then came Grandma's turn--sure glad there were no cameras around to see that one. Then Grandma had to pull Jentrie through in the wagon. Getting her to lay down and move quickly was tricky. Then we continued our hike to the store. Kids were sure glad to get the free "Kid's Cookies" at the store. When we headed back, we went the opposite way around the pond. This required our climbing a large, steep grassy hill or climbing a rock hill. Sissy boldly made it up the rock hill after watching Bryson. Grandma, Jentrie and the wagon headed up the grassy hill. Guess who was the tiredest (a word?) when we got back?? However, it was a fun, worthwhile adventure and we did get veggies for Jentrie to enjoy.

EFY Counselor is in the house

Hey Guys -

We are having an EFY counselor stay with us this week. That's right. We've opened our home to those unselfish volunteers who wish to see that the youth of the Church have the true EFY experience. She's a nice young returned missionary who grew up in Alaska. She served her mission in Romania. She works in Logan. But she doesn't work with Sarah Shalese. And, she is apparently the only person in Logan that doesn't realize that she is in Trent's House.

She kind of looked a little familiar to me. So, I thought maybe you might all enjoy the photo I took of her this morning.

Have a Star Wars kind of day now.

Love,
Poparatsi

P. S. Carah did a good job on her talk yesterday. Maybe she will share it with the rest of you one day.

Happy 4th o' July

Well, hello there family. After those two lovely poems, I have written one for our 4th O' July Fun!

We woke up in the morning and had ourselves some fun
Then headed straight on down to see our friends in Old Tucson
We ate a lot of food at our friends house, our favorite family Beeston
I had a hamburger with onions and cheese all wrapped up in a bun
Then we went out for a good swim under the bright big yellow sun
When it got a little darker and after we had ate a ton
Sarah got a sparkler, the picture shows she was as excited as a nun
I told Tanner to jump through fireworks, he did it on the run
Then we went to our old ward's party and saw some of my deacons
Finally came the firework show and after about 20 minutes it was done
Ali and Larisa watched them with us along side a man named Juan
As we drove back to Phoenix, my arm Sarah did sleep upon
Happy 4th of July, Tiny Tim once said, "God bless us everyone"

Love,

tp

PORTER TOWN CRIER

PORTER TOWN CRIER
I received a few calls
Saying "please keep it going"
I'll just be patient
Interest is growing!

PORTER TOWN CRIER: July 2006

PORTER TOWN CRIER: July 2006

Due to lack of interest
This web site has died
Chalk it up for history
I can always say "I tried."