So this is my "vida loca"

Welcome to my crazy life....

I can't remember the last time I had a really really rational thought. But then, that's what makes me so unique, right? (smirk)...

If I could try to define me in one word, it would be....ME.

Just me.

And I'm really glad Heavenly Father didn't make any others. OH MY. Although my dad does get confused still and calls me Lisa - he has my whole life..although she GRUNDLES cuter. He's even starting to call me Cheri now. LOL! And she's the caboose!!

You see, in my family - there are six kids. Lynette is the oldest. I came right behind her, just a year and a half apart. Brenda was just fifteen months after me, and then came my only brother, Larry. I think there are a couple of years between Brenda and Larry - but I'm getting way too old to count..

After that - Lisa was nine years younger than me. She was just my little shadow, and I took her everywhere I went. It didn't bother me at all, and to this day, we are great friends. I just love that quote that says "God knew we loved each other too much to be friends, so he let us be sisters." I feel this way about ALL of my girls.

When I was sixteen, yes, sixteen, the caboose came. =) Cheri Ann. Gosh how I loved that baby. She was spoiled rotten, and my poor mother. Dad worked out of town a lot - so - ...we spoiled her all day - and mom got to take care of her all night! lol.

You know - I love when I go to Utah. We always have "Sister's Day". Sometimes we let my brother in. He has a really cute wife named Leslie - whom I love. After all - she has put up with him for all these years....

I am proud of my family. I miss them more than words can say, and I love to tease them to death. I love all their children, each in a unique and special way. I hope they all know that. I have always told them "I'm your favorite Aunt". There's just way too many of them now for me to get away with that... and I'm too far away!! LOL So now, it's just "I'm your favorite Aunt DANA." (Which IS true..)

Sometimes I get miffed with things that I think shouldn't be happening to me. I wonder why aloud a lot. My ever so patient husband (most of the time)... just smiles and says..."well, your body will be perfect one day". I want perfection NOW. That's why I have a hard time learning patience... YA THINK?

I love to sing, I love to dance, even if I'm way to old to "get jiggy wif it" anymore. Who cares? I love that Vinny loves my music - and shame on me for not playing as much anymore. He bought me this beautiful baby grand piano - and I sit here by it and think....."PLAY, PLAY"....


I like to think that I could write a book. I would love to do it for my grandbabies.. Wouldn't that be great?? With pictures and everything - so I CAN UNDERSTAND IT. HAH!

I remember thinking that my life was pretty dang good how it was. But that was before I knew it could be DELICIOUS. I know that if we live the gospel - we can always know that, but with a faithful priesthood holder by my side,

Okay now this is turning into mush. Sniff. I need a tissue.

Back to the quiet of the day - where my best friend of the moment, Frankie, lays content at my feet, curled up in a ball. I never knew a dog could be so devoted. I think I would like to be a dog in another life...IF I took as good of care as I take of my Frankie..

I am funny when it comes to music. I rejoice in all - from church - to coldplay - to Frank Sinatra, to Count Basie. I love Taylor Swift, and Okay - kill me. I like Miley Cyrus. ( Notice I have girls...)

They have taught me so many fun things that I thought I was ready to walk away from. Like "Mom let's have a makeup party" to "Mom, can I borrow your shoes" - to "Mom - can I go to the dance".... (gulp) Can't quite understand how they got that old already...

And now - it's TIME to go get my missionary. In four weeks. My lil boy/man will be home. Can you believe it's been two years already?? We are flying out to get him..I can't wait to meet everyone he is so excited to have us meet.

For now - I am having fun catching up with cousins that I haven't heard from in years, and some I've NEVER heard from (wifeepoos - that's for you Steph) who I know I am already great friends with. What a great family I have!

Life IS what you make it. Make IT COUNT. Even if you are living a crazy life - not knowing where the next turn will take you - and hoping you can just hang on for the ride.

As my good friend Kathryn says, "I want to go out with boogers on my sleeves, and leaves in my hair, and a cassarole dish in my hand, knowing that my life was USED." Kathyrn - you are wonderful. We were truly cut from the same cloth...only I was in a much larger pattern... lol!

Enjoy your day, everyone!