Happy Easter!

Someone's kids are the cutest in the world! We hope you had a Very Happy Easter. Now hand over the peeps.

No Binky Required

Here's what some of you have been missing. This kid is awesome. He's always like this! Except at 2 in the morning Jen says it's a whole different story. I'm not so sure I believe her as I've never seen him acting up then.

How You Doin...

So earlier today I was visiting with some new home owners I just moved in last week going over some of the usual punchlist items, providing a little training on the inns and outs of their new place and what not. When all of a sudden the mother and daughter just started giggeling and cooing over me. Now this sort of thing I've grown accustom to throughout my life so no big deal there but here's the twist. I was then informed of my striking resemblence to a Mr Matt Leblanc. It's uncanny they say, your hair, eyes, smile even physique and that could I please put my hat and glasses back on as it was too difficult for them to concentrate. They just couldnt let it go for the longest time. A little odd and uncomfortable there for a while. They ask me if anyone has ever told me this before. Oddly enough I say there was this time about 8 or so years ago when I was out to dinner with Jen and a few of the in-laws at the worlds greatest pizza shop, The Brick Oven, when this girl histerically approached our booth and with stars in her eyes yells out to me, "Joey is it really you?" Anyways I don't see it, I just thought I'd throw out a piece of my day there for ya. Plus it's cool to get those periodic moments to let you think that you still got it even though you know you don't, well ok I do. The real reason I wanted to post though is I was hoping to get a near celebrity encounter in one of Brian's blogs.

Noogie

How many of you can say that the prophet put you in a choke hold. Graeme and his cousin Ethen can. This cool pic was taken at my parents setting apart for their mission presidency this past summer. President Monson told the boys one story after another until finally Elder Eyring had enough and sent us packing.

Bad Karma

Knowing that I should have been at work I was convinced by a good friend of mine that I deserved some much needed R & R by spending the day out on the dirtbikes. "The parade of homes will be just fine without you for the day" he says. This is the aftermath of that decision. 12 weeks on crutches to heal a shatered tibia plateau and a reattached ACL. Hence the creation of this site as day time telivision really blows. Updates from me, Nate, will more than likley involve reports, if any, on my leg's progress. Today marks the 4 week mark from my surgery. I'm up and around on the crutch's which is turning out to be more torture than the broken leg. Crutch's are the devil! My legs are becoming oddly tiny from lack of use and my back, arms and shoulders are getting crazy huge from over use. I think I might look pretty good again with my shirt off if only I could stop the crying while being curled up in a ball on the couch because of all the cramping in muscles that haven't been used for more than 15 years.