Happiness!

So Happy Halloween to you all! All morning I was playing dress up and absolutely loving it. It reminded me of the time Kristen, Heath and me all dressed up in the weirdest outfits, just laying dress up clothes on, and driving around town and then crashing Stephen's party. Good ol' times. I don't think I will ever grow up. But anyways, what I really wanted to say is Happy Birthday to my little brother, Chanson. Happy Birthday Buddy! Thanks for letting us call Josh "puggles," I knwo that is what we called you. :) I can't believe you are 17, all to soon you will be leaving home and going on a mission and living your own life, probably somewhere in Europe. Hehe, especially since you speak German, or Russian, or Latin, or maybe all three. :) Chanson, you have always amazed me. You are not afraid of anything it seems and you have always been so smart and good. Thanks for always being my friend. I still feel so bad for all the years I was just a mean big sister and beat you up all the time. I hope you always know that I love you and I think about you all the time. I'm so glad little Joshua loves you and your hair. :) I love you tons and tons! I hope you have a great day and remember a little family out in Virginia loves you very much...well, two little families including Bunk and Chris...and if you include your little slew of women out here that adore you as well, the list could get pretty big. Hehe. I love you!

Learning to talk back

Just for laughs...

Dear Diary...

So, since I have gotten back from Utah, I have been reading through all of my journals since I brought them all back with me. Oh, man, I have gotten nothing done but I have been having a riot just laughing at myself and my past memories! So, I decided, especially after chatting a bit with Heather today, that I just must share some with you all. :) So here goes...

Saturday January 26, 2002 (16 years old)

This one is dedicated to Tyson. ;) I love you Hunny.

"Glory of all glories,
So many complicating things have happened and I am the midst of complete confusion and caous....I want to marry a guy who loves me in every mood. Who cherishes every smile. Who stares at me but it is never uncomfortable. Who knows I make mistakes, but still loves me anyway. He will want a million kids and we will have fun naming them. A man who will take care of me when I'm sick, who will hold my hand. A man who will know I need him, a man who looks me in the eyes and sees beauty, and when I look in his I see stars. I just want the other half of me. I love you where ever you are. You are in my dreams and I pray I will one day become who I want to become. A girl of goodness and smiles and hugs and happiness. I will find you, when I find myself. But perhaps on my quest to find myself, I will find you and we will take the journey together! Look to the stars, my love, I am racing you there, and loving every step of the way. And from there, we will go to the moon, and then, to Heaven. I begin my journey today, I will try my very best. My words for you are this: until I meet you remember to keep your head straight and to do good things. Remember God's love, and never forget that the reason to be on Earth is to reach Him. I look forward to the day we meet, and to every day after that.
Love,
A Woman in Progress,
Camden Claire Hardy"

Friday 3/17/00 (14 years old)

"Dearest Journal,
Today makes up for every bad day I have had or will have during the rest of my life. Stan is the most darling, sweetest boy ever! School was awful and I shan't talk of awful things, so, I shall continue on to this evening. I went to Jenny & Lizzie's birthday party. You know that I seem to be at a different party every weekend. Well, that is true. Why is this one so different, Stan was there. When someone says his name I tickle from head to toe, I feel lucious grandness at the sight of his face. I can't seem to get him out of my mind. Well, I guess I should tell you why. For awhile now I have thought him cute, a gentleman, and very nice. But tonight I found out more. Unfortunatly for me, I had told Kristen's that I thought he was nice. I haven't been left alone about him since, well it got worse at the party. He walked in and said 'hi' to me. That was normal but Kristen's made fun of me. Nudging me or raising their eyebrows. I love my friends dearly, but I don't think they quite understand. I wanted just to admire him from a distance but, they wanted me to talk to him. Well, okay that's fine except for the fact that I would have no idea what to say! Besides, I think he thought me very strange anyway....(there is a lot of information on the little hi and glances from Stan, but I will just skip to the end since Tyson is waiting for me) Then we had to leave, I was thinking of the sad depression. I had to leave him, but I got to ride home with him. I was squished right next to him, which he was very polite about. I do believe he looked at me when he left. Maybe I am just crazy and making this whole thing up. But I do believe it happened. I really hope so. How I love his shining face! How deliciously grand!
Love, Cami"

Wedsday 6/16/99 (13 almost 14 years old)

"I am so mad at K.J., Chanson, Yance and Dane. They are killing little birds right now. I told them to stop but they completely ignored me. I stole K.J.'s pelets and I wouldn't give them back. KJ swore at me. I have never heard him swear before and I was furious and heart-broken at the same time. I ran up to my room screaming, my fists clenched. I haven't ever felt so betrayed and hurt. I wish all the birds would fly away so they couldn't hit them anymore. I don't really know how I will ever forgive them. I am quite mad.
-Cami-"


P.S.-Kage, this is just for you since you all love teasing me about this story. Hehe, I was laughing so hard when I read it. Just so you know, this is what I wrote the next day, "I think I was a little upset yesterday I way over reacted." :)

July 29, 1998 (13 years old)

"Dear Journal,
Today Carmel is 11 months old. We got the internet today! Its awesome! Me and Kenni got in a small quarel today. She was mad (I don't know why) And I was mad because she was mad with me. Mom got me a book today called Emma. I haven't started reading it yet, but I will soon. It is 10:35 right now. I watched sense and sensibility again today. I love that movie. Well, gotta go. I'll wbasap!
-Cami-"

September 13, 1997 (12 years old)

"Today was kind of weird. I got up and me and all the kids had to weed. I weed for what seemed like forever! It was kind of fun though. I did some of my homework, I did it up in K.J.'s treefort. Me and Kenni climbed down after awhile and ate some cerel. Then we did some more homework in our car, the big red sub. Then my mom went to the grocery store and some other places with Yance and K.J., me and Kenni had to babysit Chanson, Ammon and Carmel. We went on a walk and Chanson got trampled by Missy, our neighbors dog. When my mom came home we watched this really scary movie called Mars Attacks! Every body died but a boy called Rickie, his grandma, a boxers wife and two kids and the boxer, the presidents daghter and a girl named Hannah or something like that. It was really freaky! I had a few nightmars about it! Well, Gotta-Go!
Love, Cami"

September 18, 1995 (10 years old)

"I would like to bear my testimony I know the church is true. I know Heavenly Father lives. All the teachers I've had I know hat they are the right ones. That even when I want to do something else I know that church is right.
I just wanted to say that because I knew I had to say it for my relatives....
I did my first day of orcestra today. (I am playing the violen.) It's really neat.
I am reading Return of the Indian. It's a nice book. Maybe somday you will read it.
I am going to have a goal, to try to write in my journal every day.
End of Day."

p.s.- just a note to the reader, I am including in this all the grammar and spelling errors, just for the full effect. Not that I would know if there are spelling mistakes, I still can't spell.

Our Little Family

Just the three of us. The one of me is for photo class.

So long

Just some random shots for all to enjoy... the ones that are actually good are ones Tyson took while he was watching Josh while I was in the temple a few weeks ago. They are both so good to me.
It has been a long time since I have written. It is always hard for me to write to the puplic when I am not happy. But finally tonight, I am happy and thoughtful, the two best things for a writers mind in my opinion. Not to mention, I just baked some brownies, yum. So, let me explain the last few weeks. I have been really busy with work, my three classes, being a mom and wife, etc. If you have read Kenni's blog you know that we tried to fly out to Utah a few weeks ago and EVERYTHING was going wrong. So we bought tickets again for last weekend. And we did go, everything went great and Delta was so opposite from our last trip and was wonderful and kind and it was great. Josh flew splendidly and all was grand. I am sorry to everyone in Utah because I did not tell anyone we were going to be there. My grandma was really sick and I wanted to spend time with my family, especially since we could only be there for a few days. Then the day before we flew out, Thursday, October 2 at 4:05 pm Utah time, my grandma slipped from this world to the next one. It was exactly a day later that Kenni, Josh and I arrived. So I never got to see her again after KJ and Court's reception, but I suppose that is best. I don't handle death very well and it hurts me really bad to see the people I love in pain. I haven't really cried yet about it, maybe because I know she would have hated to have been fussed over, and she knows that where she is now is much better and she is much happier. But if any of you heard bag pipes on Sunday afternoon, they were playing for her. She loved the Scotts and their music. I miss her, but I have my memories and that is all I need and want. I hope she knows just how much she meant to me and that I love her. I am glad I went and I did have a great time with my family. The girls hung out a lot, and it is so weird having so many sisters now, it is so much fun. I still find it rather amusing that I always told myself one day I would get a big sister when my brothers got married or maybe the guy I would marry would have a sister older than me. Funny, but I am still the oldest. I don't feel like it though, which is good. I'm glad I am pretty immature and silly, otherwise my maternal side would completely take over and I would be an old ninny. Hehe, anyways, enough of my rambling...just thought I should write and say something. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you all.

In Memory of Jackie Rose (Gramms)

Lover of hot spices,

Shakespeare,

and desert sun rises.

A reader,

a thinker,

a dragon-like temper.

A spoiler of grandchildren,

puppies,

and raccoons.

A whistler of the Dixie tune.

Make you laugh until you cry,

greatest fan of the Jazz,

maker of delicious blueberry cream pie.

Enjoyed a rather solitary life,

but dwelled on her blessings,

we never knew her strife.

May Heaven ring with your laughter,

we will see you again in the life ever after.

I will miss you Gramms, thanks for all you have done for me. I love you.