look who saves the day....

Big HUGE kisses go to Miss Kalyn.

She just about split her lip open on the cement stairs.

And all in the name of a Diet Coke.

My Diet Coke.

That she was trying to keep from spilling.

You are a modern day hero Kalyn.

I admire any girl with that kind of dedication.

I stopped reading your blog because you stopped posting.....

Corey said that to me this past week.

You are freaking rude Corey Johnson.

I have been in Arizona this past week.

I have some freaking cute pics to edit and post for those of you that still read my blog.

One of my besties had a birthday :)

I swear I will post more regularly.

I'm also thinking of a giveaway but I'm not sure what I want to give away.

Any suggestions?

I could have this print of myself done up real nice for one of you readers?

I'm thinking 24 x 30?

Aren't I special?

Photo compliments of Taylor Brown. She makes me laugh too hard to take a serious shot.

Woodcocky Johnson

As I sit here and type this post Corey is testing one of the neighbor children from our old hood.

I have to man the camera.

For his class he has to video it so he can be graded on how he actually administers the test.

It's called the Woodcock Johnson.

He actually tested me last month.

And thank heavens he didn't have to video tape that episode.

His teacher would have had a front row seat to a 'Johnson Domestic'.

He was not impressed by my intellect when we got to the math portion.

That's putting it mildly.

And I just wanted to quit.

That's putting it mildly.

I am honestly sitting here dripping sweat, so nervous for her.

She is on the math portion now.

May the force be with you.

Just For Now

I put together a little video for my brother who just got home from a mission.

He served a two year mission for our church .

The majority of his mission Spanish was his primary language.

So the first song is him singing a hymn in Spanish. I made him.

I just can't even believe he is home.

It was hands down one of the most emotional things I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

My favorite is the video footage at the end when he sees his mom.

Waiting for him to walk through the gate, and then actually seeing him.

Ugh I could cry right now just thinking about it.

Yes I know the video is long. Just watch it, you will laugh. And maybe cry.

Who knows how you will react? I am not a psychic.

But seriously, him and a few of the other missionaries made a music video which I had to include.

He is the bouncy missionary in the shorts, red plaid shirt, tie and beanie. Don't even worry you'll know him once you see him :)

Also please note how easily the Garrett Girls' entertain themselves.

We waited at that airport for about 3 hours.

To my brother,

One of my favorite people.
I am so impressed by you and the grown up man you have become.
It was fabulous to see you.

Love your oldest sister,

Krys

(He always called me that growing up. I hated it and threatened to hurt him all the time. I heard him call me that when we were all up in Utah and I didn't even mind. THAT is how much I missed him.)



Elder Garrett's Mission Video from Krystle Johnson on Vimeo.

Fun facts about the video:

Okay so my sisters and I all agree if we ever meet the other young man with the red shirt from the music video (the one that is not our brother) we will ask him for his autograph. Check out his body roll around 5:36. We rolled on the floor laughing.

Feel free to fall in love with my brother from 6:53 to 7:04. Try not to faint ladies. He totally gets his dance moves from me.

8:37- This is a tradition they do on the  last free day (P-day) in the field for the missionaries getting ready to leave. They call it "flying home".  They 'flew' my brother home.  They almost flew him right to the hospital in take 2.

10:58- Listen to me bark out orders to Natalie. See how quickly she obeys. Boo Ya.