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I decided that I'm finally sick of hunting through my cabinets for our family recipes, and that I wanted a place to put them that's always available -- even barring a move or a fire or whatever.

I decided that I may as well set it up so that any registered user of the site can add their favorite recipes, too. So if you have a few to swap, just log in on the right-hand side (or create an account, if you haven't already), and post a few favorite recipes!

Without further ado, here's my first one, for our family's Favorite Rice Pudding! (Named after Kirsten Favorite, now Smith, of course!)

Add comments to the recipe, please, not this blog posting :)

"Matt, I'm going to make your tooth cold. I need you to raise your hand when it feels cold. Then rub your tongue over the tooth, and tell me when it feels normal again."

Dr. Aaron Stobbe, my dentist, held an ice-cold Q-tip against one of my teeth. Within three seconds, I raised my arm, and after he removed the Q-tip, lowered it again about fives seconds later.

"Good, that's a normal tooth," he informed me.

Now the second tooth, immediately behind the one that was feeling some pressure sensitivity. Again, within three seconds, my arm was up, then down about five seconds later.

"Another normal tooth. Now let's check out the one that's having problems," Dr. Stobbe said.

Well, the fall movie season has begun.. and it leads so quickly to the Christmas movie season, that I now bunch it all together into one block. So..

Someone, somewhere discovered that this season could be the OTHER movie seaosn, stealing the summer's thunder. Because of this, we are facing the onslaught of films that used to be reserved for summe, and in honor of that, I have decided to compile a few top 5 lists of movies, and I invite you to do the same... READ MORE BELOW!!
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Christy and I just returned 45 minutes ago from Nash and Timi Granados' 2003 Halloween Party. Unfortunately, it appears this is the last such party in Tooele City, as they are headed back to California to follow employment. We wish them all the best, and as always, fab party dudes!

Click here to get to the photo album.

You may have noticed that many of the more controversial entries here at barnson.org have been removed. They still exist in the database, but have had their "publish" tag removed. Click "read more" below to read more about this.

Christy and I just walked in the door after picking her up from the airport.

She's my joy and my life, and I'm so glad she and Sara are home! We're busily uploading pictures from her New Hampshire trip right now, and we'll try to get comments on them over the next couple of days if we can. Anyway, check the "images & photos" link on the right-hand side, then click "Matthew & Christy's Album", then the "Christy & Sara in New Hampshire" album to get there and check them out.

In particular, here are some of my faves. If you have a color printer, really high-resolution (1280x960) copies are only one more click away on the larger picture you'll get after this one. Or else you can click the "print this photo on Shutterfly" link, and for a reasonable fee Shutterfly will print out the photo and ship it to you:

If you want to leave any comments, you have to be logged into the site (login on the right-hand side of this page; you can create a new account, or use your Jabber, Drupal, or Yahoo ID from another site). Creating an account is quick and free. To go "up" to the original album in the large version of the photo, just click the "Album: Christy & Sara in New Hampshire" link on the upper right-hand side of any picture.

So, today appears to be a dramatic day in my life. My sister-in-law just called; I think she'll be OK with me posting my response to her email. If you aren't, sister, let me know! Plus my mother is heading over in a few hours to "have a chat and dinner" with me. We had a really, really good talk the other night. She sounded pretty hostile on the phone, though.

I've substituted "Sister" for my sister-in-law's name, and "My Wife" for all instances of my wife's name.

Thanks for your note. Please forgive me if I sound at all defensive; you're welcome to call (I'm home right now because I'll be working Saturday -- XXX.XXX.XXXX) to clear any questions up.

I read this posting today one of my bulletin boards. It was so beautiful and meaningful to me, to read these words from someone else going through the same thing I'm going through, and in the process of considering similar conclusions, that I had to preserve them. In case you didn't know, posts on that board get deleted after just a few weeks; I felt this one deserved longer-term treatment.

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So I strongly believed. I was among those that even imagined having feelings of knowing somebody from the preexistence, had a relationship with her father in heaven, and thought that Christ really knew her and had suffered pain because of all the times she had been bad. My life was so intertwined with religion that it was part of my every thought.

THERE IS A SONG TO DOWNLOAD LINKED AT THE BOTTOM: READ ON!!

Matt and I had agreed to double date on homecoming my sophomore year of high school. I was bringing my girlfriend and Matt was bringing Ranj. We had a glorious plan including the premiere of the song, HOLDIN HEARTS, HOLDIN HANDS, to be sung as a duet to our dates.

Unfortunately, at the last minute, Matt crashed his car while trying to swat away a bee.

The only reason I didn't go out on a "hot" date tonight is because my regular date's about 2,000 miles away visiting a friend in New Hampshire right now.

But, after getting home from work at about 6 PM, I went out on a date with my two sons (age five and 18 months). We picked up some KFC (mmm, eight pieces plus a big tub of macaroni and cheese, baby!), "Daddy Day Care" from Blockbuster, popped some popcorn, grabbed a fat box of Mike 'n Ike's candy, and proceeded to gorge ourselves silly on greasy food and candy while laughing our heads off at the television. The reviewers said this movie was terrible, but with the right company, you'd laugh yourself silly at it too. My oldest son remembers being in day care and preschool, and he thought the movie was insightful and charming. In different words, of course...