A few years ago on one of those dating reality shows throughout the season they kept hinting about the girls' deep dark secret from her past. On the bachelor those secrets are always divorce or kids. On this show, it was that the girl had dated Fabio. The guy on the show dumped her for it. Too funny.
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I went to see Penny Bird today. She asked about you and the kids, so I logged her onto your blog. There was Fabio and his peck, smiling at us.
HELLO CRAIGS! This is Andrew Dixon. Found your blog through a link on John and Jessica Skiba's blog (John is a very good friend of mine). Keep in touch. Our blog is thedixonfamilynews.blogspot.com. Keep in touch! I hope you're doing well in Utah.
Emily and Sara----I can clear this up--- I was reading the Skiba family blog Tuesday night and saw the links they had to some friends' blogs. Right above the link to our blog I saw one that said "I Didn't Say Banana" (thought it was an interesting blog title) and clicked on it. I kinda skimmed thru the blog and stopped dead when I saw a post with pictures of Emily and Steve Craig!!! So Emily I guess your sister Sara lives close by the Skibas in Queen Creek and knows them.
Further explanation of the connections here: John Skiba went to law school in Vegas with my husband Andrew. They are now very close friends. Steve and my husband were missionary companions in Chile. AND, Emily and I are related...we're like cousins. My maternal grandma is a Godfrey from Clarkston..I think we've talked about it before.
Sorry this is a long comment, but I hope it clears things up--so glad we found you and we'll keep in touch thru the blog world!
For me, one of the favorable things about Barack Obama is that he's black. Half black, but black nonetheless. I've heard a lot of hullabaloo -- especially in the media -- that we really ought not let race play a factor in this election. Geraldine Ferraro was lambasted for suggesting that Obama's race was to his advantage in beating Clinton. But I agreed with her, as far as I understood her comments correctly. His ethnicity makes me more inclined to vote for him. If we don't elect a black president this year, it will be a very, very long time before we ever elect a black president. Or a Chinese-American president, or a Jewish president, or a Mormon president and I could go on. The black cultural things about Obama make some people very nervous: his African-American church, for example, or the racially-charged thesis that his wife supposedly wrote at Princeton, or was it Yale? 1 There are way too many people, of all political parties, in this country who harbor biases t...
I keep thinking about topics or events that I could fashion into some sort of blog post, but the ideas all seem to dissipate before I make it happen. I'm definitely in a bored-of-my-own-blog kind of phase, which is too bad because I have lots of friends and family members who may be a little curious about my grand Adventures in the Beehive. Really, this ought to be a time of reflective verbosity. Here are some possible bloggable topics. Please advise. A. How I got bullied at the school carnival. B. What we did on this lovely Thursday evening, and to which blogging queen of Provo's house we did a drive-by. C. Quantities and descriptions of the foodstuff that my family collectively deposited on the floor at Thai Chili Garden. D. My friends the OvaHimba, as brought back to my frontburner (why not?! everyone has a backburner) by a lovely show on the Travel Channel tonight. D, part 2. What I fear most about living in Provo, and what it has to do with going to Namibia in 1996. E...
Yesterday for dinner I picked up: pizza. We put the leftovers in the fridge. Who doesn't love cold pizza leftovers for breakfast? So that's what the kids had, bright and early. Today at lunch, I was wanting something effortless, so I cooked up a Safeway self-rising crust frozen pepperoni pizza. "The best pizza we have ever, ever had," the kids shouted. After some snacking in the afternoon on cereal and clementines, which I have, in my kitchen, we met Steve at Costco this evening to return some shoes and to get dinner at the Food Court. I grabbed a table while Steve and the kids put in their order. Chicken caesar salads for the adults, and for the kids: oh, yes, he bought them pizza! So, let's review. Last night for dinner, today for breakfast, lunch and dinner: PIZZA. All with pepperoni. And now you understand the title of this post. Scheduled for tomorrow: tour of a doughnut factory with the kids and the cubs. The awesomeness continues. After Costco, we all went ...
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Was he short in real life?
A few years ago on one of those dating reality shows throughout the season they kept hinting about the girls' deep dark secret from her past. On the bachelor those secrets are always divorce or kids. On this show, it was that the girl had dated Fabio. The guy on the show dumped her for it. Too funny.
Don't worry-- I'm sure that you'll see him again. You two were just meant for each other. . .
;)
Fabioless laugh.
I was reading the Skiba family blog Tuesday night and saw the links they had to some friends' blogs. Right above the link to our blog I saw one that said "I Didn't Say Banana" (thought it was an interesting blog title) and clicked on it. I kinda skimmed thru the blog and stopped dead when I saw a post with pictures of Emily and Steve Craig!!! So Emily I guess your sister Sara lives close by the Skibas in Queen Creek and knows them.
Further explanation of the connections here: John Skiba went to law school in Vegas with my husband Andrew. They are now very close friends. Steve and my husband were missionary companions in Chile. AND, Emily and I are related...we're like cousins. My maternal grandma is a Godfrey from Clarkston..I think we've talked about it before.
Sorry this is a long comment, but I hope it clears things up--so glad we found you and we'll keep in touch thru the blog world!
Heidi