Some Things Never Change

There are 3 things in life that are forever the same - death, taxes, and high school football. We went to watch Frederick's game tonight in Fort Lupton. They lost (their coach is a moron but that's a whole other issue) but I'm always amazed at how the games and atmosphere never change. I've been out of high school longer than I'd care to think about but the cheerleaders are still doing some of the same cheers we did and the marching band uniforms....well....you know. The hair styles and clothes may be different but that Friday night lights electricity will always be the same.

Family History

I spent a good portion of the morning at the family history library at the stake center learning how to use the PAF software. After going to the temple yesterday I've decided Brent's family has waited long enough and it's time to start doing their work. It's amazing how many Sabecs there are! I'm looking forward to getting them all sorted out and finding who belongs to whom. Now that I've got the family files all set up and organized in my computer I can start really hunting. Many of the names Brent and I won't be able to do for quite a while because of the 50 year rule. But I figure I can get all the information together and keep it so my kids can get it done. But we will be able to start with his great-grandparents. The spirit I feel helping people I don't know is amazing enough. I can't imagine how it will be helping people I do.

Here we go again!

So I'm taking Tiffany to get her driver's permit this afternoon. This one's going to add a few more grey hairs! She actually is a pretty good driver, I'm just not ready to check another one off my list. At least Tiff listens to me. I finally had to hand Amanda over to her dad to drive because the answer to every comment I made was "I know!". We'll see how it goes. If stock in L'oreal hair color goes through the roof we'll know why!

Children of the Corn

I got to take Amber and a few of her friends to try out Miller Farms haunted corn maze tonight. They're opening it to the public tomorrow night and we got to go be part of a guinea pig group to test it out. The tour started with a scary story about abandoned, sunken coal mines, ghosts, Indian spirits and goatsuckers (I never did quite figure out what those were). We then loaded into a hay trailer and drove about a mile out in the middle of the corn field where we had a "guide" waiting for us. The path meandered through the corn where we would hear an occasional rustle or noise. The guide would stop every once in awhile and back track like he was lost and the further we got in the more active the corn got. Finally he sent us forward onto a path saying he would catch up and promptly disappeared at which point the fog machine got cranked up and we were left on our own for about 5 minutes. It was definitely an example that fear of what you can't see is far worse than a zombie right in front of you. Even some of the adults were beginning to freak out a little by the time the owner of the farm rescued us and walked us back out. The "ghosts" continued to follow us all the way back to the farmhouse and the girls were keeping an eye over their shoulders even as we walked back to the car. It was so fun to watch them enjoy being scared. They're still young enough not to need blood and gore to be impressed. Definitely time well spent.