alot about nothing

well. Christmas was ok. lots of good presents. charlie got blocks, a baby ipod, and a few other things. the blocks are my favorite. i play with them we all do. who wouldn't? it's a game. stack it as high as you can before charlie comes to knock it down.

my poor sister tried to drive to boise on christmas day. she hated it because she didn't leave until late because all the roads were closed. my cousin josh stayed at my house all day. two things.
i would've invited him places. i guess i kind of thought he had plans... i don't know what i thought... but oh well i guess. second, lila and nate were bored together, and would've had a blast with josh probably.

i know, this should've been first probably, but i din't want it to be the first thing people read when they get here. my uncle, Josh's dad, my mom's brother Fred died.
we all knew it was coming. so we took pictures with him. the thing is, I took all those pictures. a lot of priceless pictures. all erased. gone.

my grandpa is going to die soon too. he's been in the hospital the last couple of days to get fluid out of his lungs. his heart is doing it. he may need dialysis too. he doesn't have much longer.
we couldn't go to my uncles funeral. i hope we can go to my grandpa's (heaven forbid it's really soon)

i found a bunch of letters my dad and mom wrote to Gideon while he was on his mission. it's neat to read. my dad was a worse speller than i thought he would be. they're all full of advice, it's neat.(sorry gid, if it was personal, and now you're angry)

well. i lost my job kind of. well.... i did. they have no more for me to do. i was working as a laborer for some electricians on a hotel in logan (the new marriott) well... they finally ran out of things that one does not need a license for so i'm out. i've been playing a lot of games, and now i'm "blogging" (i think that's what the kids are calling it these days) now too. so... that's kind of nice.

couple of fella's my sister knew died in an avalanche or something. poor fellas. she missed the funerals, because of christmas. one was a newly wed. they were 23 and 22 years old. it happened christmas eve day.
i guess that's what she gets for having friends (that's not really MY words)
we've all got one foot in the grave, and the other on a banana peel i guess.

i suppose i really have nothing to say here.
charlie's doing well. and so are all of us.