GOO GONE

Carson was getting ready for his big scout Pack Meeting on Wednesday when he had quite the run in with the spray paint bottle. He was suppose to design a car out of a box. We had just returned home from town with a couple of cans of aerosol spray paint. Whitney and Bodin were up visiting and I told Carson if he sprayed his box outside in a specific area that he could do it all by himself. Whitney and I were outside talking when all of the sudden I see this big cloud of POOF......followed by a LOUD MAAAAAMMMMMMM! I went running as fast as my legs could carry me (which is not too fast these days) and this is what I saw. ALBERT CARSON EINSTEIN WILLIAMS. No joke this pictures is such a great image of my little Carson. His hair was sticking straight up and his whole body was covered in gray/green spray paint. He opened his little eyes and all I could see were his little blues staring helplessly at me. At the moment we were all freaking out because we had realized what had just happened. The aerosol can had blown up all over him. Brian was busy working on the roof with his good friends Dave, Tony, and Chris. He jumped down and immediately started scrubbing his body and face with paint thinner and water. I kept wondering how in the world the paint can could have just exploded. Well after scrubbing him for hours the real story came out. Their was this sharp object called an AX and Carson thought it would be cool to use the end of the paint can to put on his box car. Well he took the AX to it and learned a very important lesson that day. Never take an AX to any type of aerosol can.....EVER! I also learned a lesson as an adult - Don't let a young child outside unattended with a sharp object and a very flammable dangerous can of spray paint. After running out of paint thinner I headed back down town to the hardware store. They recommended some goo gone for Carson's hair. These pictures don't do it justice. His hair in these photos is as hard as a rock. If you move it....it will break. It was either bathe in goo gone or we shave your head. Can I just tell you how amazing the product goo gone is. FREAKING AWESOME!!!! It took it right out of his hair. Cleaned his face to perfection, and he smelled like a fresh little lemon. Lessons are sometimes learned the hard way.
Here is Carson all cleaned up and smelling like a fresh little scout lemon. Tomorrow his long hair is going bye bye.

BEARS EVERYWHERE

Carson and Kelton came home from school yesterday saying that there was a BEAR wandering the playground area. "It ran right in front of me" they kept saying. As I was listening to their made up LIES of how big it was, what color it was, and how far away from them it was.......I couldn't believe what large tales they tell. That was until I got home and read the note from their principal stating the same story they told. How can this be? I have mastered my fear of mice, venomous rattle snakes, wolves, and monster spiders.....now I have to deal with bears in my back yard. What the crap is this world coming to? What will appear in the woods next week.......BIG FOOT? I am heading out tomorrow to do some target practicing with my LARGE air gun. Then I will walk my bootie down town and purchase a bear tag so in case one happens to appear out of no where.....I will be READY! Who knows the next time you come and visit their might be a very large bear rug in the middle of my living room. This is when I will consider myself a TRUE ASHTON HICK! Here is what the news said about the bears in town.


Bears Wanders on Elementary School Playground
Sep 20, 2007 05:40 PM

A baby cub wandered right onto the school grounds of Ashton Elementary. They had to go into lockdown mode. Idaho Fish and Game say the bears have been coming out of the mountains because there is a lack of food and they are so hungry they are wandering into local towns trying to get it from other places. A baby cub wandered his way onto a playground in Ashton right in the middle of the student's recess." Several students spotted a bear they notified the duty officer," says Principal Jacki Hill And the little guy didn't even seem to scare the students. "I think that the students were more excited about the fact that there was a bear out on the playground with them," says Principal Hill Children were quickly taken inside where an officer was called to come and take care of this mischievous little cub. "When I located the bear I was able to haze it out of town just by following it with my vehicle," says Officer Greg Griffel. The school took extra steps to make sure parents were well aware of the matter.

" We've also sent home notes with the students so that parents are aware of the tips that they can follow," says Hill. Fish and Game say the biggest problem they are having are people's fruit trees and they want to make sure all the fruit is picked off. "Pick up your fruit keep it picked off of the apple trees that's something that I guess that is attracting the bears to this area," advises Hill. And the most important piece of advice they had to give parents, "We've asked them to not have their kids alone out in the yards during evening or in the day for that matter make sure there is some is with them," says Officer Griffel. The bears are always a problem in the Ashton area, but never before have the bears made their way onto school grounds.

If you do come across a bear make sure you call 911 immediately. Dispatchers will contact fish and game.

PAY IT FORWARD

Over the weekend I learned a great lesson. A lesson that is rarely learned through a book. A lesson that is so valuable that Christ taught it throughout his life to all those he met. A lesson that I will always remember. PAY IT FORWARD is the lesson I learned from many family members and great friends. On Friday morning at 9:00 am sharp Tony Perkins, Dave Anderson, and my brother Cameron showed up in their work clothes to help Brian build a shop. They were ready to help in any way possible. These are people who have high paying educated jobs. People who have the heart of a lion and would do anything to help a friend out. They worked until sundown and completed so many tasks. They put the windows in, painted, did some roofing, and helped in many other ways. It was fun to watch them hang on for their lives when a 50mph microbust came through and about blew them off the shop. It was kinda like watching the Wizard of Oz ..... but with male figures.
the guys hanging on for their lives during the microburst

On Saturday morning bright and early came the Boice clan. There was Cameron and Leah who came all the way up from Salt Lake just to help out for the weekend. There was Tyler, Nicole, Griffin, Shawn, Carter, Father, Mother, Grandmother (84), Carson, Kelton, Cooper, Brian and I all ready to work. I couldn't believe how one family could kick it into gear and clean house.....I mean build house! We kicked some serious trash! Mom and Grandma cleaned, cooked, and cared for Cooper all afternoon. The rest of the clan accomplished more than I could have ever imagined. I can't even begin to explain in words how TRULY grateful we are for those of you who came to help, or called to say you would love to be here but couldn't. Thank you to those who live so far away and wanted to be here but also could not. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Now for the rest of my waking years I will dedicate myself to others. I will PAY IT FORWARD. Thank you family and friends for setting aside your busy day to come and PAY IT FORWARD to the Williams. We are beyond grateful!

“If someone did you a favour, something big, something you couldn't do on your own – and instead of paying it back you paid it forward to three people. And the next day they each paid it forward to three more. And the day after that those 27 paid it forward to another three.
And each day everyone in turn paid it forward three more people… in two weeks that comes to 4,782,969 people...”









Pretty amazing isn't it.







*The master chefs in all of their glory*

LOVE SICK

So yesterday I get a call from Kelton's school saying that he has this horrible tummy ache and a fever. "There is some strange bug going around the school." So I head down town to pick him up - expecting the worst. "Great" I say to myself "I get to clean up barf and poo all day today." I head to his class and find this sad little boy who just wants to go home.

He rests most of the day until he can't take it any longer and all of the sudden he feels just FINE. No belly ache, no diarrhea, no fever - just FINE. I figure that I am lucky and his little fever bug is gone.

I left to work this morning at 6:30am. I went to check on Kelton and put my hand on his head before heading out the door. He looks and feels great. So off to work I go.

I call Brian at about 8:00 to check on things and he just dropped Carson off at school. Yup, Kelton had a belly ache again. So Brian stayed home with the kidos and made sure that Kelton got the in bed SICK treatment. Bed, bathroom, and food - no t.v., no outside, no TREATS.

I left work early to check on the situation. Kelton and I had a great little talk. He finally told me that when he goes to reading their is this GIRL there who keeps kissing him. At recess the girl wants to play kissing tag. What the CRAP! He is only 6 years old and these FREMONT horrors are trying to make out with my little buddy. He told me in his cute little voice that he just wants to be her friend NOT her girlfriend.

When I went to pick Carson up I talked with Kelton's teacher about what was going on. She said the problem will be solved by tomorrow. Wow, I feel pretty sad for this little girl who is just LOVE SICK over a cute boy named Kelton.

THE HAUNTING

Over the weekend we were hit with some serious smells. One that will haunt me for the remainder of my life. We were getting ready to leave town and Kelton was walking out the door from the house to the garage when all of a sudden he comes charging back in and says "mom, there is something out in the garage." Well, I just kinda laughed and said to myself yeah right it is just a little spider or something. So I approach the door calmly and walk down the stairs to the garage. Max our dog follows behind. I peak around the corner to see a MONSTROPULOUS skunk eating Max's dog food. I immediately turned around and threw open the door and ran with all of my might. I slammed the door behind me saying holy crap it's a skunk. The only problem was Max was still in the garage. He didn't want no stinking skunk eating his only food source. So he attacked the little bugger. Yup, in the garage! And can I just tell you....it was a tie breaker! Max got sprayed, and the skunk got attacked. I forgot to mention that Max was sprayed about a month ago and finally started smelling like a dog again. So now we have this dying skunk in our garage, a stinky dog, a stinky house, a stinky truck, a stinky couch, and haunting memories of nasty smells.

Brian and I headed to Idaho Falls to find some de-skunk shampoo, and any type of candle or air freshener available. We purchased dog and cat food containers, bowls, and a dog tag. Along with those small purchases we bought a large air gun. Brian thought the stinky skunk would still be in the garage, and sure enough when we got home it was still there......half dead. For a moment I felt sad for the little guy. He was just trying to eat Max's delicious dog food. But a few whiffs of the smell and all of my kind thoughts turned to EVIL. I now wanted him gone. Brian being the AMAZING man that he is took care of the situation. Now from this time forth our home will be haunted by terrible stinky creatures.

WANNA-BE-PHOTOGRAPHY

Lately I am infatuated with good photos. I feel like I want to be a professional photographer who gets paid big bucks to take AMAZING pictures all day long. I guess I could just ask my brother Cortney because he takes AMAZING pictures for $$. Well, for right now I will keep practicing with my self portraits.....it's too bad I can't figure out how to get the whole head in the shutter. Oh well, practice makes perfect!

THESE ARE WANNA-BE-SELF-PORTRAITS -

by: Heather Williams

INSPECTION DAY

coming soon

PAP SMEAR

Yup, it was the day I have been looking forward to for 364 days. I am always excited the day before a pap smear because I know what to expect. It is always such a BLAST to have all of your dignity taken away from you once a year.

The Pap technique was developed by and named after a MAN George Papanicolaou (1883-1962), a Greek-born MAN and scientist MAN who moved to the U.S. In 1923, while looking at vaginal smears from women with cervical cancer, Papanicolaou saw cancer cells. After two decades of research on this subject, he reported in 1943 that both cervical and uterine cancer could be detected in their early stages with this test that has, since its inception, saved innumerable lives.

I TRULY wanted to personally thank George for the development of the Pap, and let him know how completely comfortable this test is. Thank you for inventing that balloon thing that gets shoved up your vagina and pumped up until you BLOODY explode! Thank you for inventing the BIG ASS paint brush that scraps the lining of your cervix like FRIGGIN Edward Scissor Hands. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the invention of the pap smear! All women are completely impressed by your ability to TORTURE.

Actually, we are blessed to have such a modern day marvel to be able to detect cancer early on. It would be great though if a women would have developed the pap. I think it would be 100% less grueling.

FAMILY FUN

Last night after working like dogs all day long we decided to beat the heat and head down to the reservoir for a COLD dip. The boys spent most of their time wading trying to catch minos. It was great just to get out of our 90 degree home. MAN IT IS HOT AROUND HERE! After cooling off we headed to the local mexicano restaurant to eat. Happy to say I didn't even have any after effects from my cheesy FRIED burrito.

For the longest time Carson and Kelton have been bugging to go to the local football field to play ball. I always seem to have an excuse, but today Kelton and I did the hand shake. I guess if you give a child your word......you better live up to it. We headed to the field all geared up and played some serious football. Those kids know how to tackle and take down their prey. We had a blast! Cooper was our little cheer king just sitting their like a good little mascot. It was a great end to a LONG, HOT day.

LOST LABOR DAY

Did someone once say that Labor Day is a day to rest from all of your LABORS. Holy crap it took me how many years to figure that out. I always thought it was a day to LABOR. Well, I was unable to explain that to Brian this morning as he walked out the door for Rexburg to LABOR at the shop. He is going into town to work on some electrical issues, clean, do tax work, fix bikes, and whatever else he can think of doing while the doors are CLOSED. Being in business for yourself is a challenge. You never have a day off no matter what holiday it is.

LABOR DAY
Labor Day weekend has become the unofficial end of summer and a reason to cook hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill. But we should never forget the real reason is to celebrate one's own work, whether or not you carry a union card. We must always treasure and appreciate the daily grind, no matter if you're a million-dollar corporate attorney or the plumber unclogging the bathroom toilet. I ask that we refocus our reason for the holiday.

Labor Day was the brainstorm of Peter McGuire, a fiery red-headed cabinet maker who became the first president of the United Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners of America in 1881. The first Labor Day parade was held in 1882 in New York City with as many as 10,000 workers attending. Workers from various occupations and backgrounds came together to celebrate this first Labor Day even though they were warned by their employers not to attend. Despite stern warnings of firings, these workers showed up singing songs and being proud of their own contribution to our country's economic success. Twelve years later, President Grover Cleveland, a staunch foe of organized labor, signed a Labor Day holiday bill.

This Labor Day weekend, as we have our burgers, and potato salad, let us never forget what our forefathers did so we could enjoy rights in the workplace. Celebrate your own contribution to society and enjoy a day to relax and contemplate work, country, faith and your family. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!

Well, the William's family will NOT be celebrating this holiday season. No burgers, no potato salad, and definitely no hot fudge sundays......we will just be WORKING like frigin pathetic business owners. HAPPY HOLIDAY.

TOUGH AS NAILS

CONGRATS WHIT AND SCHY
NEW BABY BOY....BOHDIN

More to come......off to see that new baby in Wyoming.

I'm back and here to say that my new little nephew Bohdin is the cutest little peanut I have ever seen. He has a cute little hairy head with tiny little ears. He is TRULY PERFECT in every way.

I just wanted to let all of you know how FREAKIN tough my sister Whitney is. She is tougher than nails.....let me explain. She lives out in the middle of beautiful NOWHEREVILLE. She encounters mountain lions, rattlesnakes, coyotes, bears, and any other living predator on the earth lives where she does. It doesn't seem to bother one bit. She has power outages on a regular basis and is hours from any living human being, but it still doesn't bother her one bit. She goes into labor on a road that was designed by the devil himself, and it doesn't bother her one bit. She has a drug free labor and delivers a 8 pound baby and it doesn't bother her one bit. She rides hundreds of miles on her road bike and it doesn't bother her one bit. She is made of IRON and STEEL! Nothing can crack her. She is an amazing person and will be the most WONDERFUL mother to her sweet little Bodhin. Congrats Whit - you are number 1 in my book.
Carson, Kelton, and Cooper LOVE thier new little nephew Bohdin

CUB SCOUTS

SCOUTS-

We returned home from Carson's pack meeting tonight where he earned 15 awards. He is such an AMAZING kid with so many different talents. This is a picture of his brown trout that he caught. He drew and labeled the whole thing. I was impressed! GREAT JOB CARSON......We are so proud of you.


Brian played a special role in the scout pack meeting tonight. He taught all of the little boys about bike SAFETY. It was fun to see Brian out there speaking kid language. He did a A+ job.

ZUCCHINI BREAD

Alright already! For years everyone has died over Heather's delicious zucchini bread recipe. The start drooling when I say I am baking zucchini bread. I have never wanted to share the recipe with anyone because of what is actually in it. Well, today you may indulge in the lovely SUGARY ingredients.

ZUCCHINI BREAD

• 3 eggs
• 1 cup veg. oil
• 1 cup white sugar
• 1 cup brown sugar
• 2 cups shredded zucchini
• 2 tsp. vanilla
• 3 cups flour
• 1/4 tsp. baking powder
• 1 1/4 tsp. baking soda
• 1 tsp. salt
• 3 tsp. cinnamon
• If you like nuts you may add walnuts

Mix ingredients and bake in greased baking pan at 325 for 55-57 minutes. Cool 10 minutes and remove from pan.

There you have it! Nothing healthy about that......just a bunch of crap that is definitely not good for you. Oh well, ENJOY!

HULA MASTERS

Star in Your Own JibJab! It's Free!We have been wanting to go to Hawaii for a long time. I told Carson and Kelton to practice up on their hula skills.......man they ROCK!

BROTHERLY LOVE

TRAPER BOY

Before moving into our home in Ashton we heard roomers about a mice problem. Well, with five acres of country fields you are bound to have mice of all sizes. So we got a cat (Midnight) from Jennica and figured we would never see a mouse again. Brian was watching television the other night and heard something under the sink. He opened up the cupboard and found two cute little mice stuck in the garbage can. So he didn't kill them like I would have, but he set the garbage outside and set them free- like Jesus would. Now when Brian was younger he trapped muskrats and sold their hides for money to take me on dates. Hee, Hee! So why is it that he can't trap a STINKING mouse. We had a little talk about being a REAL man and helping out with the mouse problem. So he went to town and purchased some traps. He set the traps and carefully placed some MILD cheddar cheese on the trap. Yup, it didn't take long until the first little mouse was caught. I was so PROUD of him! So he got it out and showed us his big prize mouse. He set the trap again and when we woke up he had a great big smile on his face. His smile was almost as big as when he shot his 6 point elk with his bow. So he got the mouse out and showed us his prize. I was a PROUD wife! Carson on the other hand looked at Brian and said "Dad, what would Jesus do?" What a difficult question. I am not sure if Jesus would put up a trap or not. Well, our cat Midnight also caught a mouse last night. Wow, I am sure proud of my little traper boy Brian, and it looks like Midnight will get to eat dinner tonight after all. J/K

CARSON AT CAVE FALLS FISHING - pic by cortney boice
GRATEFUL: Today I am grateful for Gods sunsets. I love how the whole sky turns so many different colors. I love how I feel when I look at the sky - so peaceful. I love the shadows that it throws onto the trees. I love how not ONE sunset is the same. Wow, so beautiful, so amazing.



HERE IS A PHOTO OF MY SUNSET IN ASHTON

SHOP PROGRESS

GRATEFUL:

Today I was cleaning my toilet and usually it is a total CHORE for me to clean off the urine spread all over the seat, and the poop stains on the floor (from the boys of course). As I was scrubbing the toilet I was thinking to myself about how wonderful it is to actually have a toilet. Today I am thankful for my TOILET! Yup, I love how you can sit down to use it, how you can fill it to the rim......, and best of all how you can flush it bye, bye. So today I will clean my toilets, scrub the urine, and be grateful for my white shiny bowl of joy.

• Today Brian has some help building the garage/shop. They are putting the roof on and framing up the walls.


• Carson and Kelton are heading to Rexburg to stay overnight at grandma and grandpa Boice's. They are going to have a party with all of the cousins. How fun will that be? Good luck and have fun!

THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY

I have been slacking a little on my morning gratefulness.

Today I am grateful/thankful for my GARDEN!

Brian and I made this cute little planter box out of OLD wood laying around. It is so cute!

I love the little weeds that sprout out the top and cover the whole area where my garden resides. I love how my beautiful radishes, once so pretty and tasty have turned to beautiful flowers (I guess that means they have turned to seed.) I love the curly peas that are so thick that I can't open them. I love how I planted my carrots so close together that they won't grow. I love how my lettuce looks so pretty, but tastes so nasty. And best of all I love how the things that I thought would never grow......DID! My delicious zucchini, onions, tomatoes, potatoes, cucumbers, and pumpkins are so beautiful. I LOVE MY GARDEN. For so long I have been wanting one, and now that I have one I feel so blessed! I consider myself a novice gardener who definitely needs serious professional help, but I LOVE MY GARDEN. So today I will spend some time making zucchini bread, delicious salads, and steamed potatoes and sharing with my AWESOME neighbors. I took this picture out my front door. I love these cute little humming birds. They make me HAPPY!

KIDS

The other day I was working and called home to see how the boys were. They said that all was well and nothing too exciting was going on. They had been riding their bikes, playing in dirt, and helping dad build the shop. They also mentioned that they were digging to china, and making a swimming pool. Wow, how could such little guys do such amazing things. I came home to this!

OWN PERSONAL MUD POOL! What is it with my kids and mud? They are like little pigs just wailing in filth. After they took the mud bath Kelton came in looking for cucumbers for his eyes. He said he was going to be taking a rest and his eyes were a little POOFY. Where in the world did they get that from. I haven't been to a spa lately.....Oh yah, NEVER! I thought they were totally cute. The only thing not so cute is their little buns that will have mud balls coming out for the next couple days. What would life be like without KIDS? Pretty boring, I think.

15 YEAR CLASS REUNION

This weekend was my 15 year class reunion. Wow, was I excited to go! Not, I decided the hour before that it would be fun to see some of my good buddies from high school that I haven't seen in years. So, I shuffled the kidos to grandma Bertas and headed to the big MHS.......STAG. Yup, in high school they called it STAG the FAG because you were coming by yourself. I didn't mind at all being called a STAG FAG. I guess you hit a certain age and you don't care much about what anybody says. Brian was able to get out of the reunion by inviting his good buddy up to help him build the shop/garage. Actually, I didn't give him any WARNING that it was a for sure thing so his friend Chris came up to help. MUCH APPRECIATED!

I walked through the doors of MHS and right off the bat noticed some very unusual people. People that I didn't even know, people who I should have known....right? Well, some were fat, some small - some tall, some short - some wealthy, some who thought they were - some smart, some not so - but all and all it was alright.

I dished up my delishous plate of chewy dry chicken, hard roll, and withered lettuce to find me a table -STAG- with some of my very best buds. Magan Zollinger, Holly Benfield, and Julie Spaulding made the evening fun. We decided that we were all going to meet up a year from now and do something pretty stupid......run a marathon. This will be our friend reunion. I think it was a great idea except for the 26.2 miles. Actually, I am pretty stoked about the whole thing.

The evening turned out pretty great. Great friends, crapy food, and a program that didn't even exist. What more could you ask for? I am just glad it wasn't me planning the event. Well, what will the next 5 years bring. I think it will bring a few more boob jobs, botox, lipo and yup.....me. I never thought I would attend a reunion, but it was great catching up with some of my old buddies.