Sunday, July 21, 2013

WTD Scottsdale Trip Day Four

Yep.  Here it is.



He's a leprechaun, of course he's magical!

I support leprechauns!  They have no reason to torment me.

I had to look at myself in the mirror 'cause I'm cute.

She's already writing things down.

Will you get me some orange juice if I sit on your butter?

It's not "leg"er.  You are not maintaining the integrity of the product.

It's going to have an identity crisis right before you end it's life.

I'm not being funny I'm serious.

It doesn't help to remind me right after I tell you to remind me.

Have you read that book on brain development?
No I haven't!  What are you implying?

But not quite that girly.

I just feel like I should be part of the Scipio part, you know?

Don't punish the maids.
But I'm mad at it!

Tell the elevator to go fast!

I'm gonna hyperventilate on purpose.

Deborah's in front of you and you still went the wrong way?

My dirt man's in a cup holder!  Don't knock him down.

That wasn't funny so you don't need to write that down.

Now it's a quad-wizard tournament.
That sounds a lot stupider.

Somebody's king of the bumble bee crowns.

My dirt man is leaking.  He's dirting to death.

If we hit Payson by six we can have breakfast.

At least its an orange car so it's really obvious.

That's really sweet Deborah!
I'm sure that's what she was going for.

Sarah do you want a stomp rocket?

I have faith in you guys to fit.

Ya we're listening to Parry Hotter.

She's our savior.  Oh, we better roll up the windows.

My purse is sitting at your feet.

'K Amy I'll pull the lever, you push.

Oh no, your knees aren't even touching!

I was gonna call you but I blinked and we were already out of Scipio.

And you have the hiccups.
And I have the hiccups.

And I was kind of disappointed when it worked.

Amy sat on Deborah's butter two days in a row

Look there's a tow truck.  But it already has a truck.

If we give you some blue will you turn purple?

Mom I stole ramen, thanks.

What are you doing?
Playing!
Ok
Don't question my sanity.

Your car hates you

Deborah makes a habit out of hanging out the window like that

I love you the most I came and saved you.
I love you the least I killed your car.

It says Duke's!

I'm glad you wore the pink ones today.
Me too.

It's so pretty!

I found something shiny for you!

Various pieces of car

All singles baby!

I patted it.
That was nice.

That was the best growing laugh ever.

That was awesome!  I teared up a little.

Well at least we have our lucky monkeys.

Somebody liked my comment.

Who grounded me?

Just tell her I'll kick her in the shin

What about me?  I'm here too!
You can tag the inside of her car and put her on it.

Not that we ever did but we could've; now we can't.

I can't run, are you kidding?

If you're gonna do something, stand up on the freeway.

Which also means its not freezing, so that's good

You also weren't open so therefor I wasn't talking to you.

Love tap!  I lost my ball.

My orange ones are actually in my orange car

Should we steal this pole?

Probably not they don't make them very user-friendly

Hey, we just went over 10 miles per hour just then

That's sadder than us 'cause we had Sarah

He laughed when I told him about it.

Do you have a car mechanic one for Sarah?

It's like, I have pants.  That's fine.

They have a lemur hanging from their handle

I was an ant.  Amy was a fish.

Hi Dad!
Hola!
No!

You have to have 2 to have a valley

I didn't do it on purpose it just does it for fun!

It moves so easily it's a fun game now.  Wanna try it?

It's pollution!  And I would feel bad.

Back before it was built it wasn't there yet.

Guys lets pretend we care just for her!

You're grounded from Real.  Just because they're rude.  You can't spend any money on them for two weeks.

And then he didn't.  He stopped at the diner in the middle of nowhere.

870 PAR.  I bet I could par that hole.

We weren't expecting that at all.

WTD Scottsdale Trip Day Three Point Eight Five

Ok so I posted the original Day Three thinking that we were done for the night.  We were watching a movie, most of the lights were out, two of the three of us in bed.  Little did I know that Amy would be getting online to read what had already been posted....

Ya I did it so fast you didn't see.

It's nice how they got all that rebar sticking out there.

There comes the Flarx guy!

Every time she laughs her head his the board!

I have to hold my head when I laugh!

Shush, I'm getting you phead hones!

Stop laughing!  This is the scariest part of the movie!

This is the most we've laughed in three days

I'm crying down my nose! Ow! My throat hurts real bad!

That's the Larks guy?
Oooh she said it right!

Ouch, rugburn!
Mom they're on concrete

You guys really shouldn't have been funny, I already posted today.

It is the magic word.  Gets all sorts of things done.

What was the climax?
The whole chase scene where they kill the flax guy.

I don't know!  But I'm crying all over my IPad

You thought you were done Deborah!  You thought it was bedtime!

It's not even that funny.

That's not the point!

Stop it!
I'm sorry!

I'm crying all over my boobs!
Why would you even say that out loud?
Because it's true, I had to move my thing

She's so stupid!
It's so funny!

And I did that!
You did

Did I say that?
I did!
Ok

We haven't hover-hugged anything!

You wrote that down?

Deborah did!  It was a milkshake!

Why did you forget everything you said?
Because I didn't write it down

I did that after Amy so our smells would mingle.

Ow, they're all twitchy and weird

Just 'cause your ears don't work doesn't mean it wasn't on!

I didn't say that was the night light!

I have to get my boring book.
What book?
The brain book.
It's boring?
Not really but it puts me to sleep

Death comes unexpectedly!
Don't spit at me.

You can't go pth~~~~~~ if you're smiling!
That's one I learned! That you can't go pth~~~~~~~~ if you're smiling

Don't write that down it sounds really dirty

You guys got unfunny really fast

Then you'll have to do a 3 part 2

Will you guys go to sleep now so I can stop writing?
Yes.

Good job guys I'm so proud.
We tried.

You just called 'em a pea-brain mom

Don't, if I start it's not gonna stop!  Don't don't! I lost it!

Take a deep breath and look at these stupid lines on the ceiling

Ow! That hurts! I told you not to!

Go for a walk.  Go throw up in the bathroom in the lobby.

I might.  Then I'd throw up all over Deborah's bed. 'Cause I'm not getting up.

Sh!!! Stop talking.

If you don't react, I don't react.  SSHHHHhhhhh........

Saturday, July 20, 2013

WTD Scottsdale Trip Day Three

Day three of four, enjoy!


Oooh.

It is called "butt"er.

I must be wicked.  Because of my stiffneckedness.

I can make a baby out of this now!

It was like a conga line in the middle of the session!

I did that earlier.  I looked at it and said "I could hug that.  I could hover-hug that cactus."

I'll play with your hair.

Our job is human task

We should stomp the puppet!

I can't play this game anymore.  I'm out of lives.

Mom just pinched my butt!
Don't look at me.
You're supposed to be outraged!

I cleaned up the orange juice.

You're mom.  You're not supposed to stomp on my foot anyway.

Fish arm, fish arm!

Just for that, you can't come.

Trees or trays, I have none.

O'Briens Pub.  I like them apples.

I didn't tell her!

Not in my dreams.
Why would I steal it in your dreams?
Because I wouldn't let you.
That didn't even make sense.

Holy Cow!

Ya but it doesn't have a shovel either.

Mom, please stop playing footsies with my knee.

'Cause you're not Utahns.

And they all pronounce their h's.  Do you say hoowhip?

And then I decided I didn't want a mortal enemy 'cause then we'd be trying to kill each other.

I'm straddling a pole.

That came out worse than I anticipated.

I'm just holding your shoe!  And that's making me ticklish.

Oh my gosh everyone should want to be our friend right now!

He says I'm a white girl trying to be Mexican and I just can't get there.

Thank you.  I was running out of stuff to sniff.

Now it's gonna have a wavy finger in it

I live in an 'ouse

Cool whip?  Really?  It's just not that funny.

When you go home you can tell C'ase

I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.  A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap
'Eap!

Nobody likes it they're all getting tired of seeing you

It's like eating sugar-coated air

I'm sticky I need to stop.

Aaron laughed.

I gotta pee!
I gotta q.

Will you take this to Kevin?

Because I haven't for two days.  And I'm totally fine with that.

I do like my donkey.  I think he's cute.

We don't know yet mom, chillax!

I would have said killax.  You're right, cillax sounds better.

If you don't stop talking, I'm gonna pop your toe!

Just want to let you know that every time I walk in front of the tv I want to do a sexy dance.

He's a junkie mom.  A government prescribed junkie.

Boy we are brilliant.  We really are.

You don't very often see flying bras.
I do all the time.

WTD Scottsdale Trip Day Two

Contributing Artists:  Karrie, Amy and Deborah

It's probably because I'm joyful and I flip my head a lot.

Deborah, mom keeps touching me!  Death comes unexpectedly.

I was just expressing my joy!  Do I have to flip my head for you to understand it?

Stop being funny!  I didn't bring the notebook!

Deborah, find the syrup.  I can't, I'm writing that down.

Did I make you write something crazy?  Nope I'm just good like that yo.

I guess deep down I just love Deborah more than you

Mom you have a phone.  It's obvious you love it more than me.

Arizona's kind of a big place.  If it wasn't it wouldn't have taken us so long to drive to the middle.

I don't believe in those buttons.
I know!  They never do anything.

Mom, you know we're on the second floor, right?

Amy can I have your orange bags?
No.
They're really cute!
That's why I bought them.

Quick, be funny so I can write it down!
I got nothin'.

I'm saving your life, hold on.  You're shedding.

I'm not even listening.
I know.

Who's crazy, I'm crazy?
I said go to Training Table.

Girls, do I need to separate you?

We're sorry.
It's ok.
Good, 'cause we're not actually sorry.

You were playing kneesies with me?

My shoe didn't start stabbing me 'til the last class.

Ow Ow Ow I don't bend that way!

It's really quiet.
I know, it's really cute.
What?

I need to go to the bathroom.  Don't steal my stuff, 'kay?

I wouldn't get arrested for my reaction to catsup down my shirt.  Unless you decided to press charges.

This bacon's dead.  Can't you hear it crunchin'?

Why would you ban pie?
He was a pieist.

No! We have to be the same!  We've been different all day!

Cover your apple.

I didn't look.  I just knew.

It's six o'clock, we could eat breakfast.
We just did.

Is that Deborah OK or Deborah K?

Ring a bell.  Ding!

He did the one whole joke all by himself.

Did you just shoot me with your keys?

She's writing that down.
She does that.  That's why I'm holding the pie.

You're the kind of people my mom warned me about.

Can I hit you in the butt with my shirt?  That was fun.

She's gonna shoot me with her keys again!

Death comes unexpectedly.
Then I should eat it now.

WTD Scottsdale Trip Day One

Mom, Amy and I are on a four-day road trip together to Scottsdale, AZ.  Mom and Amy for a child care conference, myself for a sanity break.  Enjoy our one, two, and sometimes three-liners from day one :)

We'll turn the air on in Payson.

If I start to fall asleep I'm going to wake up and punch you in the leg.

That's not my seat.  Or underneath it.  Or me.

You have a crossword thing in your acrobat?

That's a lot funnier than it should be.

I have really bad handwriting in the dark.

I can't jump while I'm driving

I'm both sorry and heart-warmed at the same time.

I can't be careful it's so against my nature!

I can't go to sleep my oatmeal's not done.

My handwriting is better now that the sun is up.

Mom your phone went off!  Here Deborah.

Stop touching me!  I'd rather have blue hair!

She's already mummified give her a break.

We gotta call Amy when we're in Scipio

Seriously you've gotta find a way to write that down.

Mom your purse ate the bones!

Is that tickling your bum?

This is a fun road.  You guys should go to sleep.

I wrote South Dakota in the dark.

Stop being funny when I can't hear

I want to get credit for all the stuff I don't do

DEATH COMES UNEXPECTEDLY!!

Is that a garbage truck?
Yep, let's wave.
He waved!

Deborah don't look down!

By the way it's not 'O, a dear!' its 'Doe, a deer'

Watch my cup while you eat your banana and when I get back I'll watch your banana while I eat your cup.

Will you carry my drink while we walk to the donkey and I'll pull the thinger off.

I saw what I thought was a bear cub but it was a tree trunk.

Chipmunk!  I saw more wildlife!

I'll put a picture of you and a donkey on facebook

Sometimes its not on accident but I blame it on my phone

You can't be funny 'cause I'll get carsick

Navigation can be wrong.  Besides, death comes unexpectedly.

Hurry hurry hurry!  There's no cars coming!  Hurry! Hurry!

You can hover hug it.

We got stuck in a parking lot twice today.

Don't hit the old guy.  There's not many points in that.

Is that ok Deborah?  Can we talk child care?

She's writing that down mom.

Deborah get outta the dang car

It's kinda sweat and hotty here

I didn't say you could bend my book mom!

Why'd you close it?  'Cause mom's reading a brain book.

It's really weird when her toes are wiggling out side my eyeballs

I wore this shirt and I keep looking down and seeing my pedometer

I'm not writing that down but I kind of want to

We eat spinach at my house.

Are you hoping I'll write that down?  No, I just found out recently I like leaves.

We're just gonna bombard him everytime he comes over here

You're spoiled! She whined.

That seems like it took a lot of effort.  It did.

What if I don't hear it?  We could be dead!  Death comes unexpectedly!

I don't know how to write all that down, so I'm just not going to.

That implies we have entire conversations that are funny, not just one-liners.

I never actually eat my leftovers so I can't take them home to Chase tonight.  Kevin would eat my leftovers.

I'm gonna suck up my brownies now.

I don't know your whole binder clip system, so I'm going to ignore it.

I guess you better take the notebook 'cause she can't say funny things to herself.

Chase has really big lips too, our kids are doomed.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Alfred William Phillips 1862-1932



"My father Alfred William Phillips was born in Salt Lake City Utah June 15, 1862 was the first child of Alfred and Frederica Phillips whom was Pioneers that came to Salt Lake City Utah in the year of 1861.  Their first home was a two room house on the corner of what is now 9th South and 5th East, then known as the Gates Farm.  That was where father was born.

He first lived there for several [years].  In the year 1879 his father bought a farm on 7 East and [fourteth] So, which is now 33rd So. 7 East.

Father as a boy had to help on the farm and herd cows.

Near the house was deep springs and a [milk ___ (house?)] was built by it.  The milk was put in pans for the cream to rise.  His mother made butter and sold it, so the family could only have the skim milk and clabber for breakfast.

When he was about nineteen years old he left home to work at the Smelter he lived with Lucy Bullock whom had borders.  Later on Dec. 13 1882 Father married Lucy Caroline Bullock, the 1st baby was born Sept 6 1883.  After a few years they moved to Ashley, Vernal Co. Utah.  It was there my brother Roy was born, May 12 1887.

[Two years later she had a pair of twins which one, Ray lived 5 [ __ ] Fay lived 7 mo.] (**notation on side of sheet; church genealogical records show they were born August 2,1885 between Elon and Leroy and lived only five days)

They soon moved back to Salt Lake.  He bought five acres of ground at [3357] So 3rd E. from his father.  He then farmed ten acres as there was five acre going on the north belonging to his [father].

Mother owned 5 acre of which is now [fourty fifth] South.  She sold that to her sister and they bought ten acres of ground at Cresent West of the Cresent School house.  He farmed that raised hay and grain.  He would drive down with a team of horses and wagon to cut the hay and get it up, often bring back a head of hay to sell.

Later he bought ten acres joining so that was twenty acres to farm.

He [also] did work for [Kimbal] and Richards.

At one time he and a neighber owned a Thrasher and horse power machine and would thrash for different ones.

Later he got a job of the [sprinkling] wagon.  They would sprinkle St streek (**state street?) as then it was not a hard top road.

Clair drove the team quite a lot as father had the farm to take care of.

About the year of 1911 the old home which was a red brick two room house was torn down and a new light brick home was built.  That is where my youngest brother now lives.  (**Side note: this refers to Benjamin Willey Phillips, my great grandfather.  I think this is the same house where his second wife my great grandmother, Bertha Haycock Phillips, lived until she passed away November 18, 2007.)


Father and mother had twelve children
Elon Alfred
Layfayette
Raymond
Leroy
Leo Thomas
John Clairmond
Ancel Clayton
Ardelle William
Lucy Frederica
Carl James
Verle Joseph
Benjamin Willy

[ ____ of ______ _____ ____ _______ ______] and small children.

Father did not do much in Church work till after [1907] when he went to the temple and had the family sealed to him.  (**per church record this occurred June 3rd of 1908)

Later he worked with the Genealogical and did lots of temple work.

In 1930 just befor mother passed a way he went to the Dr. for gland trouble

After mother died Nov 16 1930, he kept getting worse

He finally had to go to hospital for opperation.

We did learn that he had Cancer and he just kept going down.  He cam back home.  Ben and his wife then took care of him till he passed away, Sept 28 1932

Buried in Murray City Cemetary

Alfred William Phillips
Born          Salt Lake City Utah
              June 15, 1862
Baptized 1874 by Jessie [Murfay]
Ordained a Priest 1896 by James Hamilton
Ordained a elder 1907 by Edward [G___ ]
Ordained a Seventy Feb 26, 1917 by J Golden Kimball
Ordained High Priest July 13,1917 by [G__ Wooley (or Worley?)]

Written by Lucy Fredericka Phillips-Butterfield"

This record was written by Lucy Butterfield, daughter of my great great grandfather Alfred William Phillips (the father of my father's grandfather).  Some of the information is missing or illegible on the copy I possess as noted, and I tried to preserve the punctuation and spelling as it was written.  If you have an original or full copy of the record, please let me know what needs to be changed and I will be happy to update the post :)