Because he told me so...

Josh seems to think that I need to publically humiliate myself on a blog...just as he has done below. He wants me to spill all of my "Kyrieisms" here for you to take and hold against me for the rest of my life. Right, Josh. That's exactly what I am going to do! So, since I am such a nice wife I will comprimise and admit a few things that I don't think Josh knows about me! Here it goes:

1- I HATE that Josh makes me watch disaster shows...like I'm not scared enough!
2- I have "dutch ovened" Josh in his sleep! (Paybacks baby!)
3- I like to call Josh, JT, because I know it makes him angry!
4- Josh makes me laugh daily...sometime he doesn't mean to, he just has a "moment"
5- I have married my best friend and the person who truly does complete me!



Josh posted that he writes poetry. I love when he writes me love notes and poems. So for all of you romantics out there here is a poem that Josh has written for me it's titled, "The One for Me"


Time controls all existence Life or Death

It has no control over my love’s breath

Eternal and True, Always and Forever

A committing tie without a single sever

For every kiss we share together

I think of a life with her forever

She is the woman I will spend eternity with

It must be a fairy tale or a myth

Too good to be true it seems

With every word she speaks my heart beams

Anger unwilling to stay proficient

A gentle heart is what I present

The touch of her fingertips and I collapse

I have no control over her predominance

Falling in love with this beauty

Truly a song of perfect conjugality

Shedding tears of joy upon my cheek

Love for her is what I speak

Happiness has no existence without her here

The love I feel is so right with her near

Through eternity

Beyond death’s passageway

Back to where we started it all

In each other’s arms just to cuddle

The one for me is

You

And the one for you is

Me


- J.W.

I love you Topi and the fact that you blog!

Love,
Kyrs

Say WHAT!?!

So..... I haven't had a post on here in a really long time so I thought I would take a page from Sarah and put up some interesting facts about myself. If anything, it will be informative, entertaining and somewhat on the T.M.I. side of things. Enjoy!

I HAVE licked the side of a toilet bowl (truth or dare)

I have been peed on... by three people; Declan, Jaydon,... and Doug.

I am deathly afraid of heights.... Like gets me sick scared

I have tied a dead cat to the bumper of a friends car... yes he drove off, PRANK ME WILL YOU!?!

I have had my car searched by police

Almost ALL of my friends have seen my bare bottom on one occasion or another.... "It isn't a party until Josh has dropped trow."

I lost my swimming suit while skiing in Lake Powell... next to a houseboat full of people

I have played the role of a homosexual in a play

I was a lead in a major production at Southern Utah University as a freshman

I turned down a paid internship for the Shakespearean Festival

My favorite color is BLUE

I have my Bachelor's Degree in Business Administration

I write poetry.... I am sure Kyrie would love for me to write her some more too!

I love to ACT

I am addicted to the T.V. series HEROES

I can quote a line from almost any Seinfeld episode
(I believe Stu is right there with me on this one too)

I got knocked out by a stop sign

I had my eyebrow shaved off a week before my wedding..... because I passed out at my bachelor party

I bite my nails

I grind my teeth in my sleep

I am a hopeless romantic... Ask my wife Kyrie


I hate it when people drive EXACTLY at the speed limit, I am always in more of a hurry than that. Why can't the rest of the world be too?

I have farted in the middle of class and gotten busted doing it

I am very susceptible to being hypnotized

I am a die hard Utes fan... and I have never attended a single class at the school

If I could go anywhere in the world I would love to spend a few weeks in Ireland

Ghost, Imaginary Friend, or a New Addition?

OK, I just want to let everyone know that I wasn't putting off posting another blog, even though Kyrie took care of that responsibility for me..... but don't worry, I am back and the entertainment can continue.

Here is the situation..... Kyrie wants to have another baby and it seems that she thinks it needs to be ASAP. Why? Well, our little survey didn't help but our little man, Declan has created a little... well.....interesting development.

The other day Kyrie came to me and told me that Declan was having a conversation in his room with what he says is "the baby." Kyrie asked what baby? To which he replied, "It is my baby bruver." Kyrie asked if his baby brother had a name and Dec said "Cody." I chalked this story up to Kyrie using the little guy as a scapegoat for her wanting to convince me that we should get pregnant...... Well...

Today I was checking my email, and Declan was chit chatting in his room. I peaked in and he was looking in the direction of his bed. I asked who he was talking to and he said "The baby by my bed." When I heard him say this I had one of those slow-motion, in the movies, kind of head turn toward his bed, you know, kind of expecting to see some kind of misshapen little zombie remains of a dead kid, more freakish than sixth sense but if Haley Joel Osmond can see dead people why not Declan, right?

Well, there was no walking dead kid in Dec's room, but he said that the "baby's name" is Cody. Kind of messed up but Kyrie is convinced that there is a little one up in heaven waiting for us.... I have a few other theories myself... Here they are... and Please, feel free to weigh in on what you think....

1. Declan has officially, mentally, and psychologically gone out of his little two year old mind.

2. He has developed an over active imagination and has his first imaginary friend, not too unusual.

3. There is a ghost baby living in my son's bedroom waiting for the perfect moment to turn on him, us, and the dog and straight-up possess our souls or murder us in our sleep..... can anyone say REDRUM?

4. He heard the name Cody and like it so he has named one of his stuffed animals Cody, and as adults and parents, we just "don't get it."

Well, that is the latest.... interesting..... goings on at the Wehner house. Definitely not a dull moment. God I love my kid!

Brit and I are AMAZING!!!

Yesterday was an event! I begged Brit to ride home with me from work so I wouldn't be lonely during the rush hour commute. She reluctantly accepted and we were on our way! I got on I-215 from 201 and was cruising along chatting with Brit when my car made this funny "thunk". We looked at each other and around where we were at to see if I maybe ran something over, but we didn't see anything so we kept on truckin'! A few minutes later I was up to my freeway speed and my car all of the sudden sounded like I was dragging a dead body behind it.

Brit's Reaction: "Oh my heck, Pull Over, Pull Over....you're not over far enough....Kyrie get over more....now you're too far over."
Kyrie's Reaction: "What is that noise?" So I took my foot off of the gas and started to get over.

We pull over and yes, my tire was blown. So then the adventure really begins! We get out of the car (Both of us in High Heels) and research the damage. I tend to carry a lot of "treasures" in my trunk, which normally isn't a problem until you blow a tire and need to get to the spare. So, Brit and I were on the side of I-215, in heels, unpacking my trunk, and then trying to get the dang tire out! Brit and I are both short, so when we did get to the tire, it was really hard for us to get it out of the trunk! With that we were on our way to being "fix-it" girls.

My dad made it a point to teach Brit and I how to change a tire (we can do oil too!) when we were little. What he failed to do was teach us that there are other types of jacks, not just the pump up and down kind. So for the next 10-15 minutes Brit and I are trying to get the handle on the jack to release so we can get this stupid tire on. Cars keep going by, a few Highway Patrol cars go by, and the next thing we know we're getting honked at...by our mom!!! (She recognized us from my orange heels!) At this point, Brit and I are both on our cell phones trying to get a hold of someone, mom has pulled over about 200 yards ahead of us, and we don't know weather to laugh or cry! For the record, we called: Josh (who was in Ogden picking up Declan), Mike (who didn't answer), Stephen and Lance (who were both gone for the day), and Ryan (who picked up his phone, said, "Obviously I'm at work. Call me later." then hung up).

Just when mom calls to see if we are all right a scary beater white truck pulls over to help us. His plates were from California (thanks all you nice Utah drivers for just passing us!!) and he was a very tired looking old man. As soon as he pulled over another SUV pulls behind us (Wow! 20 minutes later and we finally get 2 strangers!!) Any who, the SUV leaves because the little old man told him too, and he continues to change our tire. After another 15 minutes we were on our way!

I dropped Brit off at home, where she chewed Mike out for not answering his phone. And I continued the adventure all the way to Big-O tires in Layton (off of main!) My dad tells me to take the car there and tell them that "Wayne Sent Me." So that is what I did. The next thing I know is the guys are looking at me like I am some crazy person and ask me who Wayne is and why they should know them. At this time the water works were about to start and I just stared blankly at them. Finally, they said, "We're just kidding! Your dad already called to tell us you were coming!" It took all that I had not to cry, swear, or throw a jack. Good thing they admitted to the joke then! They fixed my tire in record time (actually I had to get a new one...but who's counting!) and then I finally made it home to Josh and Declan!

The End!

California Dreamin'!

Well, we are back from our week long vacation in California. We were able to squeeze a lot of fun into seven days. We left Utah early on the morning of the 13th and DROVE to Parumph, Nevada, which is really really hot! After a night in Nevada we continued onto California.

Day 1: Was spent at California Adventure. Some of the family favorites were the Hollywood Tower of Terror, Soarin' over California, and Mickey Mouse Playhouse. Declan was particularly fond of Mickey's Playhouse. After California Adventure we went to Medieval Times for a Birthday Dinner since it was my (Josh) birthday, September 15. The show was fun and entertaining. Being able to cheer for our knight and boo the bad guy was really fun. It was a great day to end the day.

Day 2: We headed over to Sea World. The morning was overcast and pretty chilly from the breeze off the coast. As the day went on the sun came out and it became a very nice day. The attractions at Sea World were great. Declan had a great time in Elmo's Playground, which had rides and water toys. Some of the other shows and exhibits that everyone enjoyed were THE SHARK Exhibit, Shamu's show, Petting the Sting Rays, Seal and Otter show, The Pets Rule Show, and The Dolphin Show. Also.... even though we all wanted to get some sun..... we got a little too much sun.... Burnt crispy.

Day 3: We finally got over to Disney Land. On this day, Declan was really excited to see Mickey and get his Mickey Ears. He asked me, "Daddy can I have Mickey Ears, Please?" So of course we went straight to the Ear store and let him pick out his ears... I thought they were a good choice. I know his uncle Hy and Emmy will love them too.

After we got his ears it was time to meet the Characters.... He was a little shy at first but he warmed up quick, a few of his favorite characters were Mickey (of course), Pluto, Goofy, and Chip.



Toon Town was by far Declan's favorite place in Disney Land. He was able to let loose and run around like little kids should. After a long day of character hunting, rides, and walking through the hot sun it was time to crash so we could prep for Universal Studios the next day.

Day 4: Universal Studios. Universal was pretty cool, although, it wasn't very kid friendly. Declan had to sit out on a lot of the rides. He did get to see the Shrek 4D Movie, interact with a lot of his favorite characters, Shrek, Donkey, Sponge Bob, and Curious George. There was a water area that had a rocket ship and huge buckets that would soak anyone in the area. It was a very fun and entertaining place to watch people get wet.

The Jurassic Park and Mummy rides were pretty cool and very fun. Another really awesome ride was the Simpson's ride. I recommend this ride to anyone that goes to Universal Studios. The back lot tour was pretty interesting as well.

Day 5: The final day of Disney Land. On Friday, Wayne, Cheryl, and Mike all kind of pooped out on us and stayed at the Hotel while Kyrie, Brit, Declan, and I went to Disney Land. We spent a long 13 hours on the park that day.... makes for a Mickey overload. Declan ended up crashing mid-day and definitely gained a second wind. The last day of our Disney Adventure and it ended with a bang. The fireworks display was amazing.

I know this post is really really long, but it was a long week. I am hoping to get some more pictures on here when I figure out the slide show feature. Until then I hope that this will get you up to speed on how are trip was fun, exciting, and very entertaining.

9/11/2001.... Still Remembering

Seven years later and we still think about "THAT DAY." I don't think a time has gone by when I hear the phrase "September Eleventh" that I don't think about that morning, that week, the long war(s) that have followed and all the men and women that have died because of it. While at work someone had said, "You know what Thursday is don't you?" to which someone else replied, "Just another day." I hear this, and I know we all want it to just be another day, but it's not. It is the day in our lives, much like Pearl Harbor rocked our parents and grandparents, that we were scared. We were worried for our families, our friends, and our neighbors. I don't think we should just put this day up on the shelf, bind it between two covers and forget about it.... we NEED to remember it.



I know, much like everyone else, I can tell you exactly what I was doing, where I was, who I was with, and how I reacted when I saw those planes fly into the World Trade Center Towers. New York City, and the rest of the nation, with our diverse and independent way of thinking, became one. We all were on the same level, we became equal in the eyes of every other American, and not because we saw the same thing on television that morning, not because we were standing one block away from the eventual ground zero. We became united, because we are fellow AMERICANS. The land of the free and the home of the brave had just become much more vulnerable. We needed each other, through prayer, comfort, and the idea that we were ONE NATION UNDER GOD.



I also want to address those that think the whole idea of 9/11 was a government conspiracy.

ARE YOU INSANE!?!

Really? Why would any government, especially that of the greatest nation in the world, want to invoke fear and tragedy into the lives of their own citizens? Answer... They wouldn't. Please, instead of putting your arrogant and hateful attitude toward an administration that was in the White House less than a year at the time of the attacks aside, and think about the men and women risking their lives for a more peaceful World, not to mention all the people that lost their lives and loved ones in New York, Pennsylvania, and Washington D.C. "That Day." Think of them and put your selfish ideals aside for one day... ONE DAY.... September 11, 2008; and be proud to be an American, and proud of the progress we are trying to make after such a devastating blow to our nations freedoms, security, and liberty.

Oh Boy!

Growing up I only had Brit...I did not grow up with brothers and I didn't have any boy cousins my age. So imagine my surprise when the following takes place while Josh is at work...

I was in the shower when my two year old came barging in and asked me where my "peep" was. I was MORTIFIED! Josh was at work and I didn't want to be the one to explain this to my son. So I told him that I didn't have a "peep." He asked again, "Mama, where's your peep go?" and again I said, "I don't have one because I am a girl and girls don't have peeps." He looked at me and said, "Well, what's hanging behind my peep?" Now, being the grown up mom that I am, I tried really hard not to show my embarrassment or that I thought this was funny, and I calmly told him that, "that's apart of your peep." Declan looked at me and finally said, "Oh, so you don't go potty like daddy."

I am so grateful to have gotten through that step of motherhood without scaring Declan or myself. However, the next time Dec has one of "those" questions...I'm calling Josh!

Sundays, Mondays, and Thursdays bring us... Fantasy Land

Yes, it is that time of year again. When those of us try living our fantasy dreams of being NFL superstars enviously through those actually talented and lucky enough to be getting paid to play a game.

It is fantasy football season. Not just FOOTBALL season... FANTASY football season. For those of you unfamiliar with this less masculine and far more geeky version of the battle of the grid iron; it is the culmination of several sports freaks... what my brother-in-law so accurately refers to as cyber jocks, form a league, hold their own draft and use the success of their players each week to compete for points, bragging rights, in some cases money, and of course the title of FANTASY FOOTBALL CHAMPION.

It might seem like he is dazing off at church, or he isn't listening to a word you are saying..... well actuallyhe is dazing off and he has no idea what you are talking about. He is however, thinking about his lineups, trade deadlines, and waiver lists. Don't fault him for this vice, he is only a man.... and well.... If you really need to talk to him that bad, just wait until a commercial or Tuesday.

Thought of the Week:

Seatbelt..... check.....
Mirrors set.... check.....
Music at appropriate level.... check....

Paying attention to the road..... um....

Driving home from work this afternoon I witnessed what seemed to be the most hilarious wreck I have ever seen... and it involved three cars. Traffic gets a little backed up on U.S. 193 at Highway 89 every day around 3:00. Hill AFB shift change, school gets out, and every day traffic helps to congest this traffic light. As I am sitting in traffic just humming along to the radio.... when I say humming I really mean violently "singing" along in an awful off pitch, out of tone manner that would make the deaf tell me to shut the heck up..... but its my car and I can sing as terrible as I want.

Anyway, there I am karaokeing away and a black Hyundai is sitting between the south bound exit lane and the flow of traffic, headed to the north bound exit lane. The guy, mid thirties gives me the you just got busted singing smirk, and a raise of the fingers off his window seal. I wave hello...... and his car all of a sudden jerks forward about two feet. He had just been struck by another vehicle.... It seemed as if everything was OK. I pulled off to the side of the road to see if everyone was OK..... also to get that menacing good deed out of the way for this month.

As I was talking to the guy in the black Hyundai the driver of the other car, a silver Honda Civic walks up to the guys car...... I almost burst out laughing in her face. She was obviously not paying attention to the road from the... well... the mascara smeared up one of her eyes and side of her forehead. Seriously..... it was great. I could see that I was just in the way and of no real use in the situation anyhow, so I walked back to the Jeep to head on my way.... and another car, white, with a female driver, drives right into the back of the mascara woman's car. Now, not only is her front end smashed in, but the trunk is now located in her back seat. Her Civic has become much more compact. I laughed and laughed, got into the Jeep and headed home.

This little story has preceded my thought but offers some brief background into the reasoning behind it....

A car is many things, it is a transporter, it will take you to where you need to go.

A car can be used as a shelter from the elements and harsh mood swings of mother nature.

A car can be used as a substitute for things lacking in ones life... to compensate if I may.

A car is also a less popular, but realistic sign of stature even if we don't want to accept it.

BUT...

A car is not to be used as an all purpose, one stop shopping, I'll do my makeup, read a tabloid, talk on my cell phone, eat some fast food, and wash it all down with a diet coke AND DRIVE machine ...

A car is a weapon of somewhat mass destruction... Please please ... watch the road... please.

I am so proud!

What a surprise! I woke up from a nap today and Josh and Declan surprised me with our new blog! Josh is definately the more witty of us so he'll be the one updating this more often. I, however, will try and keep our facebook updated. I just adore my son and hubby and am so glad that he has gotten into the "blogging" spirit!
Love,
Kyrs

Declan being Daddy and Daddy being Declan

The other day Declan put on my shoes and started walking around the house

saying "I'm daddy, do what I am saying, I'm Daddy." So I took off my shirt and put it on him. Then I put his shirt on top my head and put his sandles on my big toes. I followed him around the house asking him what he wanted me to do. He kept saying, "I'm daddy, you're Declan, follow me Declan." It was very cute. Kyrie was such a proud mom. Too bad she didn't get a picture of me as Declan.