The Ultimate Rip

So, we were driving to Justin and Katie's house for dinner. On the way, Brandon decided to wax philosophical and asked why people shave sheep's fur. I explained that the wool was used to make clothes, including the slacks I was wearing. This morphed into a discussion of cotton and steel. That morphed into a conversation about natural resources. Somewhere along the way, I explained that wool is different from something like coal because wool grows back, like hair after a haircut. Brandon then promptly responded by saying, "Well you're hair doesn't grow back. I've known you for like 9 years and it has never grown back. Maybe even longer than 9 years."

Folks, not really sure how to respond to that.

The ultimate compliment

So, Saturday morning is Brooke's gymnastics lesson. We were running a little late. So, I told Steph I was driving. We get onto Parker and start the journey (yes, journey - it is a long trip). We were behind granny out for a Saturday afternoon stroll and a furniture truck. That took altogether too long. Then, we got to where there is more than one lane and we hit every light. Then, we passed under the freeway and LA driving skills took over. As I was weaving in and out of traffic like any good LA-schooled driver would do when they are late to a very important date, from the back seat Brandon exclaims, "This is like the Piston Cup." After I heard that and looked over to see Steph - white-knuckled and biting her lip - I thought, "There is no higher compliment a son could pay to his father." From now on folks, just call me Mario, as in Andretti.

You'll rue the day, Trebek!!!

Happy birthday Marky! You guys, click on this picure and you'll see that this is out very own Mokey with his feet in Sean Connery's foot prints!* Is that not perfect?!?!

I miss Marky most when a UCLA game is on. It is impossible to be as fun as Mark is to watch games with. I miss getting up early on Saturday mornings to watch college game day and hearing "Every man, woman and child" which tipped me off that it was time to start 8-clap.


Mark is the only one who would put up with me during the week of AP tests and cheer try outs. He and I went on "non-dates" every Valentines Day for years and had the best time ever. He went on stallion road trip after stallion road trip with me, to San Francisco, Provo for General Conference and then our all time stallion road trip of the 26 hour trip to Provo and back where Mark drove all night so I could get up to Provo in time to interview for my job right after my mission and still get back in time for my regular work week.


He helped me detox after my mission and talked me down from doing comp study every day, went on countless memorable (and not in a good way) double dates, let me be the permanent third wheel with him while he and Carrie were dating (remember Saturday night "pre-PEC's" at Dorris' where we'd discuss how to get ourselves released?) and now lets me crash his pad when I come to visit. So, to the man who started sibling photos like this at weddings, we love you Mark. Hope you have the happiest birthday ever.

**The rest of the pics from the weekend of Kristin's wedding will be posted after appropriate homage has been paid to Marky!

Gentlemen bloggers ...

Paul Pierce's "injury" - real or faked/over-exaggerated? Talk amongst yourselves.

Another Classic Ashley Quote

Scene: Katie, Ashley and Nate driving down the street. They pass a house that is having work done on the roof.

Ashley: Mom, that house it a wreck!

Katie: Yeah, it is.

Ashley: Mom, what does a wreck mean?

"Just tell me when to stop..."

Another unforgettable quote from Mark. I've been getting a lot of requests for my copies of pictures, so I figured this was the easiest way to get the job. If you want the pictures, you know the drill...(in case you dont, double click --> picture will appear enlarged in the window --> right click and save). If you don't want the pictures, pretend you do because it took me like an hour to get them all uploaded.

Much love,

The Coach

Kristin's wedding...

For those of you who missed Kristin's wedding...here's a few highlights (from my perspective, of course).

The wedding was outside at a really beautiful clubhouse with fabulous gardens and an awesome lake. It was really pretty. Kristin looked gorgeous. She had an ivory dress and her flowers were coral and oranges. Right as the ceremony was going to begin, Carter disappeared. We didn't know where he was until the ceremony started and Mackenzie walked down the aisle with Steven and Kole. In front of them was Carter, as oblivious as ever, just making his way back to his seat. Priceless. Bishop Williams presided over the ceremony which was about 10 minutes. He gave them some great advice. When it was time to "kiss the bride," we were all feeling the love. All the parents had to shield their children from the view, but we were cheering for Steven. We're glad they're so passionate. After the ceremony, everyone went inside and had crepes with different fruit toppings as well as ice cream and toppings. Meanwhile, Kristin and Steven were being photographed by none other than our good friend Art, who keeps things lively (if you know what I mean).

After everything was over, everyone...oh wait, everyone EXCEPT ME AND MY KIDS AND LISA went to In-N-Out in typical Lisonbee style. I may or may not ever get over the fact that I was not invited. I mean really, my kids liven up the place, don't you think? It was a great day. It was nice to be together. We enjoyed the rest of Saturday swimming and eating Mexican food from some place in Canyon Country and it was TASTY! We wish everyone could have been there...but thought everyone might enjoy the pictures...