Childhood Memories, and a great talk

Yesterday Josh and I were going to take the kids up to go fishing with my mom Marlene. She and my uncle were going to be camping at Deer Creek, and wanted us to come and hang out with them. We thought it would be fun. Brandon loves fishing, and the other kids could swim.
Then plans changed. Lili got an invite to a birthday party, that she really wanted to go to, and Joshie had a friends mom die, and her funeral was from 11-1, right in the middle of us being up swimming and fishing.
My dad was a Sweet heart and took Lili up to the birthday which was for my niece, and Josh was able to get a ride with friends to the funeral. Then get dropped off at my dads.
SO we just had Brandon and Mary. It ended up being up at Smith and Morehouse. It was so much fun. I believe that is the lake that my dad and I went out in a raft, and I played this little piggy with his toes. He laughed so hard. That place is so beautiful! We had so much fun.We left a little late, and got home later than I would have liked.
My sister in law and brother just kept Lili with them, and they were on there way to to Bountiful parade when I called them.
We decided to go to the parade, it was long and hot, but great. We were actually sitting right across from Lili, and didn't even see her. The parade was the best one I have seen. From there we headed up to fireworks. We had a ton of fun yesterday.
Now for the Great talk
Josh and were able to talk about some issues I had been having. He told me that I needed to stop whining on my blog, and actually talk to people when they make me mad. I am pretty good at talking to people when I feel that they have wronged Josh or my kids, but not when they have wronged me. SOOO I am going to work on that.
He also told me that I should just tell people how they are making me feel, instead of beating around the bush. That they would have more respect for me. That has always been hard for me because I am so emotional.
He was saying how he doesn't understand why I write everything I do on my blog. When I told him that I wanted to make a book of my blog so I could go back and read it he laughed at me. He said why? S0 you can go back and see how imature you were?!! I said, Yea, so I can see how much I have grown. He just laughed, and said he loved me.
It was a good talk. He understood where I was coming from, and I understood where he was coming from.