Showing posts with label andrea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label andrea. Show all posts

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Michael Bolton Loves Andrea


Ok, this seriously had to be Andrea's best birthday ever. Michael Bolton wished her a happy birthday while on stage! It was fantastic. But let me start at the beginning of our trip. We got to Wendover around 5pm and went immediately to the post office. We stayed there while dad closed up shop. Once the big semi came and picked up the outgoing mail we headed to the casino to check in and drop off our bags. We got all settled and dad then took us on a tour of Wendover, just so we could get aquainted with the little town. It was a short tour. We then went back to the hotel to eat and wait for the concert. And p.s. Mom and Dad are telling the truth about the cheesecake. Delicious. That and the mashed potatoes were, I thought, the best part of the buffet. When we got to the concert we waited about 15 minutes before it started. Michael Bolton came out and sang his first song. It was nice because it was a fairly intimate venue. Only about 1000 to maybe 1500 people. There were quite a few brazen hussies in the audience and every break in his singing was filled with 'I love you Michael' shouted from one side, only to hear 'I love you more' shouted from the other side. Michael Bolton actually laughed a few times it got so ridiculous. Andrea kept leaning over saying 'should I yell its my birthday?' The first song ended and he sat on a stool to do a little dialogue with the audience. At one point he starts talking about the next song he is going to sing and he said the nice thing with smaller venues is that it allows audience participation. I leaned over and said "Andrea now!" She yelled "its my birthday!" He replied "happy birthday what's your name?"
She yelled "Andrea!"
"Andrea?" he asked confirming.
At this point some lady a few rows down decides to yell out her name as well.
"What is it he asks again?"
Andrea and the other woman yell out their names at the same time.
"Aidrian?"
They both yell again.
"Angeleine?"
Again both Andrea and the other lady yell out.
He laughs and says, "This could go on all night. Happy birthday Andrea here is a song for all the people celebrating birthdays in the audience." Then he sang 'sitting on the dock at the bay' pretty cool huh?

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Happy Birthday Andrea

I know how you like the sparklies.




Here's hoping your birthday is filled with magic.


Saturday, December 29, 2007

MY FIRST SHINER



Well the ice got me this year. I was getting into my car to leave mom and dads when I slipped on the ice and hit my head on the corner of my car. Looks better now but I looked like quasimodo when it first happened with my eye all swollen. Funny thing was when I saw mom after she thought I was doing my eyeshadow differently. Hope you all enjoy!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Andrea's New Backyard

Here are some picture of Andrea's and Casey's new backyard. We went over for a barbecue and some last of the summer fun. Riley and Zac being scary
Let's eat

Just a couple of Babes!!!!

A cute fire pit. Later in the evening we lit it and roasted Marshmellows.

Cleaning up!

Fun Afternoon.

A shot of the new grass.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Andrea's ABC'S

A- Attached or single: Attached
B- Best Friend: Casey & my family ever last one of you.
C- Cake or Pie: Neither Brownies and Ice cream you can't go wrong with that!
D- Day of choice: Saturday. Because I can sleep in most of the time.
E- Essential Item: Food! Everyone will tell you I can't get enuff of the Food Network I love it!
F- Favorite Color: Perrywinkle
G- Gummi Bears or Worms: Worms. I like to slurp them up.
H- Hometown: Santaquin Utah
I- Indulgence(s): vacations and shoes!
J- January or July: July. So I can lay out and soak up the sun.
K- Kids: None of my own but I have 2 step kids Austin & Zach.
L: Life is Incomplete Without: Family and friends. Ditto Ditto Ditto.
M- Marriage Date: June 14, 2003
N -Number of Siblings: 2 Sisters 1 Brother
O- Oranges or Apples:I have to agree with dad on this one Apples.
P- Phobias or Fears: Heights
Q- Quote: " A picture says a thousand words"
R- Reason To Smile: Knowing that I have so many people in my life that I love and love me.
S- Season: Spring also. But fall is really nice too.
T- Tag Three: Casey, mom and Adam
U- Unknown Fact About Me: I work as a undercover agent for the FBI, no not really but I couldn't think of anything right now.
V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals: Meat
W- Worst Habit: Bitting the inside of my checks
X- X-Rays or Ultrasounds: X-Ray
Y- Your Favorite Food: Mom's Roast and Potatoes, yum ( I still can't make them as good as mom!)
Z- Zodiac: Pisces. I do love the water!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

JUST ANOTHER SWEET DAY WITH ANDREA AND RILEY

One of lifes most important lessons is how to really enjoy graham crackers and milk. At our house the best way is to spread cream cheese icing on the cracker, then put another cracker on top making a graham cracker sandwich out of it. To top the process off you have to dip it in milk and then gobble it down fast. I think Riley's has got the hang of it. Obvioulsy Andrea is a good teacher.


This is the gobbleing it down really fast part. Good job Andrea!!

Yummy Yummy Yummy, I got love in my tummy.



Sugar Rush!

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

The Secret Is Unveiled


Twenty four years ago today, in a galaxy far far away, on a putrid moon that was used as a garbage dump by the inhabitants of the surrounding planets, arose a torrent of unbearably loud and horrific grunting sounds that could be heard blocks past the borders of the lunar hills trailer court. At the source of this blood curdling cry, in a dilapidated double wide, a five breasted, three eyed, alien mother gnashed her countless rows of teeth and, with a hearty push, pooped a gelatinous lump of a baby out of one of her nine blemished space butts. After a short recuperation period and a pack of Newport cigarettes she placed the vile smelling newborn in an unaddressed mail pod and launched it off into space (kind of like in superman but, this planet wasn't being destroyed or anything, that alien bitch just didn't want to take care of her baby). Off into the endless firmament the little one was shot floating aimlessly into the blackness of space. After countless days of sailing through the vast cosmos, the pod steadily approached the blue and green planet known as earth. The perpetual spin of the discarded pod quickly came to an end as it made a turbid and fiery entry into the planet's atmosphere. With the earth's gravity beckoning the pod nearer, it exponentially gained speed, spiralling downwards toward the planet's surface. 3.... 2.... 1.... Impact! With the force of a tidal wave, a thunderous boom radiated outwards as the vessel came to a screeching halt in the back yard of a humble home in the quaint town of santaquin Utah.  The impact and accompanying explosion emitted a blast of radiation that violently shook the unsuspecting walls of the nearby homes. Unfortunately, the radiation caused the families that lived close by to develop mild brain damage as well as some severe physical mutations.  Amidst the slew of the families adversely affected by this tragic event, (ie. the Parsons, the Walkers, the Stranges, the Allens, the Strongs and the Shepherds), there was only one family that was fortunate enough to escape the negative effects of the foreign chemicals released into the air from the crash. Behind several layers of lead based paint, which were usually kind of a tacky color like a peachish pink salmon color, and dense piles of keepsakes and accumulated junk, sat a small attractive family of five known as the Peterson's. After their riveting game of Yahtzee was so rudely interrupted by what would have been an ear piercing blast but due to the muffling effect of the piles of unneeded junk that surrounded them, the noise was reduced to a small yet irritating rumble. With the instincts of the greatest detectives of our time, (Nancy Drew and the Hardy boys), the family, though in the middle of what is still considered to be possibly the most intense Yahtzee game ever played, quickly decided to investigate the faint yet intrusive racket. The family emerged from their home to find the neighborhood in shambles and their once brilliant neighbors gripped by a stupor that would not release its' grasp. The Peterson's studiously explored the wreckage only to find amidst the debris littering their neighbor's lawn a small mangled pod containing a badly injured infant alien baby. Due to the obvious fact that all of the other families in the neighborhood were left unfit to raise a cabbage patch doll, let alone an alien baby, the selfless Peterson family, not unanimously but still by majority, voted and decided to help the poor wounded alien child. At first they were unsure if the baby would survive due to all of the severe cuts, burns and scrapes covering its' body, but slowly the woulds healed. There was an enormous amount of scaring that left the baby looking nothing like the alien race which heartlessly cast it aside. Surprisingly, the deformation and scaring made the baby look identical to a human girl, and a quite attractive one at that. What are the odds? Seriously, an ugly alien baby gets horribly burned, mangled and deformed but the deformations make the baby look like a pretty human girl. That is not likely to happen again. As time passed the effects of the radiation waned and though never completely, the neighbors slowly regained portions of their wits.  The radiation effected each resident of the block differently, some developed physical deformities, (Russ Strong's eye that can see through cheese and Steven Parson's unrelenting libido), while others were effected psychologically (the Stranges), yet there was one family who tragically suffered both physical and mental abnormalities (the Walkers). The radiation entirely destroyed the Smiths home to the south, which became a fertile ground for creepy neighbors to grow marijuana. For the next few weeks there must have been rogue pockets of radiation floating through the air causing minor lapses in judgement. One of the Peterson daughters actually suggested to name the human-esque, yet certainly alien, child orange juice. After a slight pause, to see if she was joking, the remaining four sound members of the family quickly slapped her for seriously suggesting an absolutely horrible name for a child as beautiful as this. When the momentarily retarded daughter regained consciousness, the radiation induced lapse of judgement had passed and the family was ready to announce, that although she was once an ugly alien lump, they were going to adopted her into their family. From that point on her earth name would be Andrea Peterson.

Happy Birthday Andrea. I love you even though we adopted you from aliens.

Your human brother,
Adam