I pulled into the driveway the other day, and my two nephews Dallin and Jackson were busy giving each other rides up and down the sidewalk in this rickshaw . . . or whatever you might call it (I honestly don't know).
Kenna, who is sure making an effort to be the family member who appears in (or takes) the most pictures during my Project 366 year of 2012, did it again at the latest family party and styled her hair in the same manner as Deb in the movie Napoleon Dynamite, giving herself a side ponytail:
After enjoying an afternoon movie (Men in Black III) with some members of the family, I got to spend the rest of my Memorial Day with Mike's and Jana's clan, as I was a guest at their home for Family Home Evening. It had been far too long since I had attended an actual Family Home Evening rather than a singles ward- or mid-singles-sponsored event.
At any rate, McKenna gave the lesson, in which she talked about such values as: "ask first, because it might not be yours"; "think about what you do before you do it"; "it's OK to make mistakes"; and "help others when they need it."
She then asked everyone present which of these values they need the most work on. It was really an inspired lesson by my soon-to-be nine-year-old niece.
oday, we celebrated my new sister-in-law Summer's birthday with a typical assortment of Plowman family birthday festivities, including the second barbecue of the year, a rowsing game of "Pass the Parcel," and this birthday cake, prepared by Mom:
You'll notice that Kermit the Frog, wearing a referee uniform, is on top and is signaling "touchdown."
I don't know where that Kermit figure came from, to be honest, but I sure want it atop my next birthday cake.
It has been more than 15 years since my graduation from Bountiful High School, and earlier tonight - took me long enough, huh? - I finally took part in my first theatrical production on a BHS stage.
The Ridiculizers, aka BHS's Improv Club, invited Aivan and me, as representatives of the Improvables, to take part in their end-of-the-year improv show, even playing on stage with them during the first half of the event. During the second half, we got to take part by sitting in the audience and offering suggestions.
For a group of high schol performers, the Ridiculizers are a pretty talented group of kids. I may be a bit biased, as they represent my alma mater, but I enjoyed the evening nonetheless.
Today, I brought a girl some flowers. For the first time. Ever. No, corsages for high school dances - both of the ones I went to - do not count when it comes to bringing girls flowers.
What was the special occasion? you ask? Suffice me to say that I was unkind to this female friend not that long ago, and I fortunately am able to still call her a friend after today's visit. I learned from the movie You've Got Mail that daisies are "the friendliest flower," and they seemed like a good choice. It turns out that my instincts were, surprisingly, correct.
Let's say that, perhaps, you are a girl and are reading this, perhaps asking yourself, Why won't he bring me flowers? Well, the answer is simple: Give me a reason to do so, and I just might appear on your doorstep out of the blue.
Once again, Biz and Jeff provide the best photo of the day, this time a picture of their encounter with actor Corbin Bernsen, who plays Henry Spencer on one of our favorite TV shows, "Psych," as they walked along the streets of New York City earlier today.
*SPOILER ALERT* Henry Spencer was, in fact, shot at the close of the recently completed sixth season of "Psych," and Bernsen was noncomittal as far as telling them what his character's role would be in the upcoming seventh year.
Regardless, it's always good to know when the actual person behind one of your favorite characters turns out to be a great guy in real life, too.
The photo of the day - which is not mine, but was sent to me (obviously) - comes from my brother-in-law Jeff, who met ex-NBA star David Robinson on the streets of New York City today.
Other than arguably Tim Duncan, I don't care much for the Spurs of today, as they recently swept my Jazz out of the playoffs. I've always admired Robinson, though, and he proved today that he's a class act.
Every year about this time, Bountiful City hosts a sidewalk art event for artists of just every talent range and age. I never really paid much attention to them until tonight, when I joined the mid-singles in a walkabout through several of the entrys into this year's extravaganza.
Some of my favorites included Sonic the Hedgehog:
and this drawing of a dinosaur riding atop a jet airliner:
Today also marked my good friend Gary's birthday, so we took him over to Yogurt Stop afterward to enjoy some delicious dessert.
One of my favorite shots from last week's aforementioned final family get-together at the parents' old house is this one of three-year-old Kira surprising her grandpa with hug around the neck from behind.
A few days ago, the family came over for one last hurrah at the old home before the moving "fun" of this past weekend. While we were gathered, three-year-old Kira thought she'd take a stab at taking some pictures with my camera. Among her best shots was this photo of her dad, Dave, and her grandma:
A number of years ago, my mom gave me a statue of Nephi as I embarked on my mission to Peru. While moving today, this is what became of that statue when it shattered on the kitchen floor after I accidentally knocked it off of the counter:
Tonight's Improvables performance was another great show by our gang, and it featured the debut of new Improvable Neal, the second apperance of relatively new Improvable Jordan as the night's M.C., as well as the second appearance of our "mascot," Trumpette the cow.
The disco-themed shirt, I guess, speaks for itself.
At a recent work luncheon, we were divided up into groups and were assigned with the task of creating our own fairy tale, as well as with the task of writing and illustrating it, all within a 15-minute time frame. What my group came up with was "Princess & the Gator," which, as you can see, turned out rather awesome:
If it is noticeable (in the upper righthand corner), we were awarded the "Most Creative" prize.
Today's images are the final ones I will be posting from my cache of Steve's and Summer's wedding festivities of two-and-a-half weeks ago. There are several more that have not made it here onto my blog that can be viewed on my Facebook page, in case you are interested in seeing them.
The bride's and groom's (and their parents') table at Joy Luck:
Ben accompanies Steve on "You Send Me" during the talent portion of the lunch:
I also participated by doing another dramatic reading, at the groom's request. My subject this time was Air Supply's "Lost in Love," and I think it went over rather well.
With my upcoming move to a new location fast approaching, I have be doing a lot of de-cluttering and have cleaned out several old boxes and closets these past few days. When they came over to visit this afternoon, Dallin and Luke were more than happy to lend a hand in this process, offering to take some old Star Wars toys and posters off of my hands.
I'm glad that the next generation has taken to Star Wars so well. It makes me feel much better about the fact that I still haven't completely grown up and that, to boot, I don't necessarily have to be embarrassed of that fact.
Some of the best photos that were snapped at Steve's and Summer's wedding lunch at Joy Luck (other than the professional photographer's, of course, which we have yet to see) were, not surprisingly, not taken by me but by my mischievous little eight-year-old niece McKenna, who again "borrowed" my camera and who has already demonstrated here on Disconcertingly Choppy that she has a keen eye for taking pictures.
Horsing around is something that we Plowmans are quite adept at doing. The kids did their fair share of it outside the temple last week while waiting for Steve and Summer to come outside, as you can see in this photo:
By the way, we're now one-third of the way into 2012 (where has the year gone?) and one-third through Project 366. Thanks for your support.