COOKIES!!!

This is something my mom came up with. It's pretty self-explanitory.

Two families in our Bluffdale area have recently suffered devastating medical setbacks.  One family has already made a pilgrimage to the Mayo Clinic, and the second is trying to prepare to go. One is a young mother of 5 whose stomach has stopped functioning, and she needs to get there as soon as possible. It could make all the difference.
We love these families and don't want to just watch them suffer; we want to do whatever we can to help.
Graciously, the Lofthouse cookie company has donated a generous amount of soft and scrumptious pink sugar cookies to our cause.  We are so excited and are so grateful to them!
We are hoping to exchange these cookies at a rate of $5 per box (slightly more than store prices), with every penny passed on to these sweet families.


A little from all of us will make a huge difference to them!


Cash is preferred, but a check can be written to Funding the Cause, (a non-profit organization).


If you wish to purchase any, please e-mail me at askforthemama@gmail.com or call at 446-3518
Please feel no pressure at all! If it’s not best for you, that’s fine!

Thank you!

Love, The Jeff and Jana Christensen family

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              Not much has happened recently. I finished my third quarter of school. I passed with straight A's. I finished the first half of my BYU math class. I got an A-. I went to the Court of Honor last night. I got my last three requireds and the Scuba Diving merit badge. I read the last Fable Haven. It was well written. The ending was full of pointless drama though. There was a lot of pointless romance that diddn't fit with the rest of the series. I'm good with life right now. I'm content and peaceful.

-Coy Christensen

SHHHHHH!

Guess what everypeoples? I'm a Beta Tester! (For those that don't speak nerd, I get to try out a online computer game before everyone else and say whats wrong with it.) I get to do Lego Universe, a popular soon-to-be-released game! I would elaborate about how awesome it is, but I've been sworn to secrecy.

CHECK IT OUT! (Lego Universe.com)

Mac got a Blog!

(codename Joseph) Got a blog!
http://josephsrockinjabber.blogspot.com/

Funny!

Guess what Seth's new word is? (see title) I've been having a jolly-good time as of late. I get to drive home from school every day, finally beginning to keep up with my life, and I just went on a overnight scout camp. It seems at times that we have so many things going on that we have to be super organized to remember all of our appointments, events, partys, responsibilities, and still be able to relax once in a while and hopefully sleep in. It feels very good to be able to enjoy a movie or a game with your family/friends without thinking of the end-of-the-year project due tommorow. My advice on how to be able to have time to do this? Plan ahead and do what-you-can-put-off-til-tommorow today so the time saved will add up to a afternoon with nothing to do but relax by the weekend.

The scout camp was fun. We started driving about 4:00 and stopped at 4:30 for dinner at Subway. We were feeling really lazy about cooking. We got up there and built snow caves. I was able to carve and sleep in my own. I slept better in that then I have in my own bed as of late! We then had doughnuts and O.J. and Oatmeal for breakfast and went home cause we had nothing else to do. Quality camp-out if you ask me. I'll show some pics when I get them.

Genesis 17:17  (To the first comma)

Rrrrrrrrrrrrr-reurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

So, I just got my learners permit so I can drive. Sweet. My mom thinks I'm terrible even though I was 5 feet away from that gate. Also, I'm in the worst predicament I can imagine. MY MOM THINKS I"M TO PERFECT! She wants me to sin or something to make sure I'm not translated. What do I do? Please help me!

-Coy

Check this out

http://www.questionable-legibility.blogspot.com/

Scuba Certification Class!

Mom and Dad got me Scuba certification classes with dad for christmas! (It says Scuba Teds)

WARNING!

I am taking a Javascript course for fun and I've finally got to where we learn to program stuff. You may notice some new stuff soon. Look at the top right part of my blog just under the title. : )

Ho, boy...

This might take a while because a lot has happened. First of all, (I'm not sure if I've talked about this yet) I got this really fun game for my birthday called Munchkin. It's sorta like the card version of Dungons and Dragons minus all that nasty role-playing stuff. It's really Fun/Ridiclous. Here's one of the rules: "To choose who goes first, roll a die and argue about the results and the meaning of this sentence and whether the fact that a word seems to be missing any effect." One of the cards is the..."Curse! Duck of Doom! You should know better than to pick up a duck in a dungon. Lose 2 levels." There is a link to the site in the top right corner of my blog. Check it out. Christmas was really fun. We got all of the expansions for the origional Munchkin (yes there is different versions), Wii Sports Resort, a lot of books (ex: The Hunger Games. Very good book), a wood case with 11 fun classic games in it like chess, and a Scuba Diving Certification class with Dad. Were almost done with it already but we get to go scuba diving at a hot spring called the crater after we're done with the class. I'm really excited! Ask my dad how he got it if your interested. Then more recently, I just went to a Camping retreat with the Teachers in my ward. It was pretty fun. We stayed up til 3 in the morning watching movies and then went sledding all day when we woke up.

Christmas! this was my moms christmas letter.

Ye Old Christmas Letter.....

Don’t get all worked up, y’all don’t have to read it if ya’ll don’t wanna, just use it fer a holiday napkin instead

Howdee ya – all! How’s y’all? How’s y’all’s y’all? How’s every little fixin? How fun to get to write y’all a fixin! We miss y’all sore, and wish we could all fex up a nace summers naght where we stir up some homemade virgin moonshine and roadkill barbeque and set on the porch and jaw a spell, peckin’ on the Banjo, talkin’ about our times and our kin, but we’ll have to ketchup heres and now over this here’s letter and the one yer about to shoot our way anytime now.

 

What we didn’t see comin’ from behind was how absolutely plumb giddy we’d be, and how sweet the view is from right heres in these here’s saddles.. Honestly, I wonder if I died in the night and was taken up to heaven. We have had six months of sweet family time, and everything good and worth somethin’ has gone up a notch. Our prayers are sweeter, we fast with more purpose, we’re separatin’ out needs and wants into more honest piles, spend more time at the library and the park, eat a homemade supper together every night ‘cuz we’re not chasin’ around to every kind of lesson and shindiggin’ activity tryin’ to be somes kind of special, big shoppin’ means goin’ to both sides of Wal-Mart, we are poor as church mice but livin’ our dreams, doin’ what we want to do, subject to no man but death and taxes and our Savior by choice, and absolutely loving life. It’s so fun to appreciate everything with a new pair of glasses, if my kids get rocky road now they just about have a tizzy fit, and for pizza y’all have to watch or they may blow a gasket. It is sure fun to have everything little be so big, and everything ordinary be so special. It’s fun to ‘preciate it all brand new like. From where’s we set I don’t know how slife could be much better.

With all the diets out thyere and everyone going off carbs, calories and corn syrup, we thought (by being compelled without choice) we’d go off money. The diet has had some surprisingly wonderful benefits. I highly recommend it, as long as you can see the last page of the story and make sure everything works out. We’ve yet to see our last page, but we’ll let you know, and whatever comes, it will find our little family standing together, maybe in a double wide with a transmission in the bathtub, but together and lovin’ it.

Y’all keep in touch now and send us all yer special numbers and words so’s we can keep up on what’s goin’ down. Yer name is writtin in big red marker on the back of the frozen chicken wrapper in our kitchen (it’s wheres we keep our favorite people list cuz we couldn’t find sum paper). If y’all y’alls want to help us by givin’ $1-$5 dollars a month to help missionaries so poor they can’t afford their dental work, suit and transportion to go on a mission, or to fund very small business loans to those whose lives can change completely with a bike with a basket, tortilla grill or a sewing machine, please e-mail Coy at Coy@jrchristensen.com and we’ll send more information.

Why we think theez youngin’s shood git the Noble Piece Praze….

Coy…does lots of book larnin’ (his favorites are on his blog at coyiscoolness.blogspot.com, for doin’ both homeschool, BYU highschool and Electronic highschool, for reading the comics every day without fail, wearing shoes the size of boats, Grandpa Roger teaching him to shave his moustache and picking up a Driver’s Ed book , for getting’ over his addiction to Richard Simmons sweatin’ to the Oldies (jes kiddin), passing up his Mom and almost Dad in height, eating as much as eight Tibetan monks would every meal, Magic, Munchkin and Heroscape, keeping us laughing, purity of heart, for working on his eagle project setting up a non-profit to do micro-credit business loans, missionary and perpetual education fund support in South America for now and hopefully the world, for wanting his scuba-diving certification, receiving his patriarchal blessing, inventing the 1000 island potato and having fourths often, 120 pound bee harvest from his beehives, building robots, clearing his place and wearing clean socks sometimes, and very good intentions

Mckay…being a BYU Freakypants even running through the neighborhood screaming every time they win, being so very positive and optimistic, fiddlin’ it up with some Mannheim Steamroller Christmas which we are loving, student body officer, jokes, belts because his pants don’t stay on, goin’ to the state geography bee (now that was an interesting crowd),always reading the sports section, most likely to be put in time out for asking for a cell phone 485 times a day, making videos of himself, preisthood trip in Washington D.C., Mooks writing songs about girls on his guitar, Mookie Poppins and Benjamin temple celebration, and very good intentions

Spencer….student council, art, sweetness, always playing outside, reflections winner fer a mighty fine poem, askin’ for a pencil sharpener, being asked 200 times this year not to throw the football in the kitchen, getting’all 20 Webelos achievements, being knighted with his times tables, Hip Hop dance lessons, starting his own weeding business, always wearing slicky pants, and very good intentions

Joseph.. getting’ tubes in his ears (we found out he wasn’t hearin’ much of anything but what sounded like it was underwater), loving rocks, home-schooling, making Sethy laugh so hard (sometimes even maiming himself for the cause), . Our family enjoyed being part of the cast of “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat”. Jeff was Ruben, Mckay the youngest brother Benjamin, Spence was the fat cow, Annie a tumbleweed, and Joseph was the goat they ripped apart to put blood on the coat, so everyone called him “Joseph, the amazing Technicolor dream GOAT”, learning Christmas songs, being the stunt-dummy for his older brothers, actually growing this year, becoming a Wolf Scout and working on his Bear, Joseph winning the Pinewood Derby, reading all of the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series but not bein’ one, gaining a spot on the radio show ‘Scripture Stories’ for the LDS church making him quite popular as the only person in the house with money, often possessing an extra punch of undirected gumption, knowin’ subdivision is not a math problem, and very good intentions

Annie-still wearing size 4’s in the waist at almost 6 years old, back handsprings, miss how many elastics can we fit into one hairdo, finding out and being quite upset at the fact that we are born naked, learnin’ to read, letting her little brother share her room, having her own interpretation of what clothes match, loving “girl parties” with squeaky clean kissing movies, nail painting and up-do’s, learnin’ to read and rite

Seth…nicknamed “kutch”, rubbing hemorrhoid cream all over his body, moo for every animal, singing songs, dereis!, the other kids are working on their six packs and he is working on his “one-pack”, having to have his Mommy’s hair in his hand so he can rub it on his nose and in his ears to go to sleep, if he doesn’t like how his diaper smells or feels he just drops it and runs around in the outfit he was wearin’ the day he was born, and making everyone’s voice go up two octaves when he comes in the room. As for me. I still can’t figure out what to do with ma hair, I can’t get the house all clean at once, still feel plumb weak north of my ears, and I thought I was supposed to stop getting acne before I got wrinkles. I’m crazy about my man (when he’s not drivin’ me crazy) and my kids are so so fun (between the times I want to bite ‘em). When I got married I had all kind of child-raisin’ theories, now I have all kinds of children and no theories. I LOVE LIFE, it’s a great adventure and I’m sa grateful to have the sun on my back, the wind in my hair, to be invited to counsel with my Father in Heaven at any time, and to grow my own little garden of sunflowers and children. Love to every last one of y’all, and you have a down rite hootin hollerin getty-up Holiday ya hear?!

Christensencrazykooks.blogspot.com askforthemaam@gmail.com (801)446-3518 all the sames.

NOW Y’ALL GET YER LETTER OVER HERES JUST ABOUTS NOW! (we mean that in the very sweetest way )

Well, we’ve taken too much of yer sweet time, so remember now, don’t squat on yer spurs, if yer feelin blue just turn on some music and shake what yer mama gave ya, never drink downstream from a horse, and never never name a pig you’re fexen to eat. May the Lord bless you in everythin’ as He has done us. We love Him with all our hearts and souls. I’m mor crazy ‘bout my man than ever, and I want to make a bobble-head of Jeff with 79% more bobble, he is such a champion and I’m so proud of how he’s handled everything, (even though he still thinks loadin’ the dishwasher is givin me a $20, and he said he told me he luved me when he married me and if things change he’ll let me know (no news yet so I guess things are all raght) he knows There’s many theories about arguin’ with a Woman, None of them Work. jes kiddin’).Jeff’s business is all about imployment services where we’re helpin’ people fex up their re-su-me’s and git all the spellen’ and punksheation raght and stuff, credit, background and drug checks, and et set er a. If y’all’s y’all have some kin you’d like to get all checked fer drugs er is lookin’ fer work and wants us to market them, y’all let us know, we do that now. We might ask for your I.D., and if you say “bout what?” you shur’nuff came to the raght place.

Ya, so’s perty much you ken cross out the year on last year’s git down ho lee day letter, and everythin’s pretty much exactly the same as we was, except fer Jeff was laid off and we plumb clean dropped to the very bottom of the tax bracket (unemployed in Greenland, minus Greenland)and we’re startin’ up are own business, Jana slipped a disk in her back, we’re livin’ off our food starage, so’s pretty much we eat dry rice fer breakfast, water for lunch, and just sits around and swells up fer dinner, the youngin’s have all grown a spell and changed a lot, our baby who was knee-hi to a grasshopper is two and puttin everythin’ in the toilet, , and we started up a non-profit organization to help missionaries who can’t afford to go and offer micro-credit business loans to the underprivileged, other than that everything’s jist about exactly the sames as last yearz.