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Back in the Running for Mother of the Year

So life has got considerably more crazy the closer it came to the end of the school year. I totally redeemed myself from being the mom with the potty mouth to being the rockstar mom my kids all wish they had. I not only made it to all required events, but managed to pull off a BBQ and water party for THE WHOLE 8th GRADE (and still made it to graduation on time).

I will admit that I have a huge tendency to bite off way more than I can chew, but I am just delusional enough to think that I can do it all. This time I out did myself with the craziness. In all fairness most of the commitments were not my doing. The school forgets that most of us have more than one child so therefore you can’t fill the last two weeks of school with a dozen different events.

Now that the craziness is over I managed to get Sadie and her cousins off to EFY and Ash off to a conference in Seattle. I’m sitting around wondering where all these extra hours were when I really needed them.

Here is photographic proof of the awesomeness of Sadie’s party. This is her and her friends playing water balloon dodge ball.

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Sadie and her friend

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Here is Cole ready to rumble with the big boys (and loose miserably).

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On a very funny side note one kid was told by his mother that he couldn’t come to the party because she thought it was going to be a s*x party (I don’t want creepy new followers). Obviously she has never met me, but seriously what would make you jump to that conclusion? What part of a BBQ in the park sounds like a s*x party to you?

No worries his dad let him come.

Bad Day

* I wrote this almost 2 weeks ago, but held onto in because I wasn’t ready to share with the world.

A bad day would be an understatement! Today my dad went in for open heart surgery. He is actually under the knife as I type this. This came as a surprise. Yes he does have a family history of heart problems but he is only in his 50’s. The surgeon will be replacing 5 out of his 6 arteries.

Just for fun to make this day even worse my husband lost a major contract. He works with a family business and it was his brother who told him “his services were no longer required”. He gave us no notice, and I don’t even know if we are getting a paycheck tomorrow (even though he did work those 2 weeks). Oh and by the way he did it through email, can you believe that?

Then to top it all off I have to go and put a smile on my face and teach Enrichment Night tonight.

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I’m Back, I know you missed me, right?

Mmmmkay well, I’m back, an no I didn’t fall off the face of the earth (although that did sound like a good option). Life just got busy, so I checked out for a while.

I had fun catching up on everyone else’s blogs and reading a few books that I have been trying to get to and I’m now ready to join the rest of the world again.

I woke up this morning to beautiful blue skies (still to chilly for my liking) and I’m hopeful that this will be a new trend. Winter is killing me!

Hubby and I still need to get over to the old house and finish cleaning it out to get it ready to rent. This requires a run to the dump, but seriously it is FREEZING outside. The last thing I want to do is haul junk out to a trailer in the wind and snow. So my choice is procrastination, and so far it is working for me.

Tomorrow is suppose to be even better weather, so I’m running out of excuses.

A few weeks ago while packing boxes hubby leaned over and said “how about leaving all this and running off the Vegas for the weekend.” , and that’s what we did. We went and stayed at MGM, ate yummy food, did a lot of shopping, and went to see “O”. We left the kids home with my sister, and it was so worth it.

It was fun, and much needed. I came home feeling ready to get back to work on the house, but then the weather started to really suck so that didn’t happen.

So tell me what do you do to get through a never ending winter?

 

Moving, Not Fun!

I have been MIA for a while due to a horrible move (more on that later). I have been without Internet for a week, and to stressed to share whats been going on.

Thank you to Dev for tagging me and giving me something to blog about.

HOW OLD IS ASH: 32! (nine months older to the day)
WHO EATS MORE: Ash (I’m dieting)
WHO SAID “I LOVE YOU’ FIRST: hmmm. that was so long ago… I don’t remember.
WHO IS TALLER: Ash is at least a whole head taller.
WHO SINGS BETTER: Ash hands down, No question. I think I’m probably tone deaf.
WHO IS SMARTER: Ash, but I’m pretty street smart.
WHO DOES THE LAUNDRY: ME
WHO DOES THE DISHES: Me
WHO SLEEPS ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BED: Ash, I sleep on the side closer to the kids.
WHO PAYS THE BILLS: Ash does, but I used to. We seem to take turns every few years.
WHO MOWS THE LAWN: The lawn people, but Ash did before we lived in a neighborhood that did it for you.
WHO COOKS DINNER: that would be me.
WHO IS MORE STUBBORN: I would say Ash, but I’m sure he would say me.
WHO KISSED WHO FIRST: He would say that I did on the first date.
WHO ASKED WHO OUT FIRST: We met on a blind date, but then he asked me out the next week (and the rest is history).
WHO PROPOSED: Once again, he would say I did, but that is not how I remember it.
WHO IS MORE SENSITIVE: I’m not sure, I guess it depends on what topic.
WHO HAS MORE FRIENDS: we really have the same friends…
WHO HAS MORE SIBLIINGS: Ash is one of five.
WHO WEARS THE PANTS: I do all though I like to let him think he does ;0)
WHO ARE YOU TAGGING: I don’t want anyone to feel left out, so whoever wants to play.

Check out my post at Fight the Fluffy and find out what is your Happy Weight.

New Year New Look

Being the rockstar that he is my hubby got up from his death bed last night, and helped me make changes to my blog. We stayed up until 1 o’clock this morning updating, and choosing a new look.

 Now I just need a new photo for the top. I’m holding out for the next time Lucky Red Hen is in town, so I can have her take family pictures. In total honesty, I’m also waiting to loose the last few lbs. so I will look fabulous in the photos. Although it really doesn’t matter because Lucky makes everyone look fabulous.

Along with the new blog look, I’m going for a new look for me to. I’m going in tomorrow to get my hair chopped off, any suggestions? No suggesting that I don’t do it kay.

While I’m up to making changes I think I’ll try some New Years resolutions. Since I love Compulsive Writers more or less list I’ll give that a try. This year I definitely need more of some things, and a lot less of others.

  • More time with my kids
  • Less work
  • Save more
  • Spend less
  • Be grateful more
  • Worry less
  • Loose more
  • Eat less junk

But most of all simplify, simplify, SIMPLIFY. Last year got out of control and I’m working on simplifying, and de-cluttering. I feel major changes coming our way, and I’m hoping for smooth transitions.

Year End Review

So I asked for suggestions on what I could write about, and I got a couple of great ideas. Lucky says that I should write about my childhood, but I don’t have interesting stories like getting run over by a taxi while laying in the middle of the road on a speed bump like she does. Really you should ask her about it sometime.

Compulsive writer suggested that I write a year in review, and since it is New Years Eve I thought that wasn’t a bad idea. The problem with that idea is that we had a really REALLY horrible year that I have so generously spared you the details of.

I think a year in review is the perfect way to say goodbye to a horrible year. If you choose to click away now I would totally understand. If your still with me here we go.

January started out as a total whirlwind. January is our busy season (we do wedding trade shows) and we worked even more than usual. My hubby travels about half the month, but this year he was gone the whole month except for a few days when he was home in passing. So I spent the month playing single mother, while putting out fires at work. Ash spent the month in airports, and hotels.

January spilled into February, and although life was suppose to slow down we found ourselves working 7 days a week through all of February. Ash was asked to speak at conferences so he ended up out of town about half of February.

March came, and we were ready for life to get back to normal for a while, but it didn’t happen. While going to the doctor for a physical so she could put in her mission papers, my mother in law found out she had breast cancer. When they went in to do the surgery they found that it had spread through her lymph nodes and was worse than they thought.

By April we decided that we were in desperate need of a family vacation. There was a huge divide between us and the kids because we had been in survival mode for so long. We set off for southern California to hang out in the sun, swim in the pool, and be with Ash’s mom while she recovered from surgery and began chemotherapy. The day after we got there I received a phone call that my dad had passed away.

My dad left before I was 2 years old, and only made brief appearances in my life for the next 18 years (that is probably a post for another day). I never realized how much pain and grief I could feel for the loss of a man a barely new. I grieve the loss of opportunity to spend what little time I had with him. I find myself angry at those who kept my dad from being part of my life (his second wife). I once read another bloggers post about her dad, and she said she felt like she had “a dad shaped hole in her heart”, and that’s how I felt.

The next few months are a blur, as I put my head down and avoided life. I trudged through every day until the dark skies finally parted.

In June Ash got me a new puppy, that I love.

In July my mother and father-in-law moved to Utah, and I threw myself into taking care of her to distract myself from my own pain and problems. I cooked, cleaned, and ran errands for her while taking her to many appointments for her cancer treatment. We also had 3 teenage nephews come and stay with us. Two of them came for 10 days and the third stayed for 6 more weeks until mid August. We had a great time, and it was a wonderful distraction, but was also very tiring.

August was spent entertaining the nephews, and showing them all over Utah. I went to Cub Scout day camp with my Wolf den. During lunch I got a phone call that my mother-in-law had a seizure and was on her way to the hospital by ambulance. She ended up ok she had a few stitches and a huge black eye but over all she was fine. They did take her license away for six month so we started having to drive her everywhere.

At the end of August we decided to try another family vacation since our last attempt was a total disaster so we left for Hawaii. Ash and I have promised the kids a trip to Hawaii for years (Ash is from Hawaii). We can’t mange a family vacation without a major disaster, and this one was no different. We had a earthquake, and a hurricane during our trip.

Is anyone still with me?

Well next comes September, and September is our second really busy season so Ash was gone the whole month, and half of October to. By September I realize that we need to make some major changes and I started doing some serious soul searching.

October brought still more craziness, but attending the temple while Ash was out of town, and a lot of scripture reading brought a little peace to my life.

I got a phone call in mid October from Ash’s brother in Iraq asking me if I knew what had happened to his friend Ben. I will spare you the details, because I wrote about it here and here, but after a little detective work I found out that Ben had been in an accident, and was now a quadriplegic, and I spent the next few weeks at the ICU helping out as much as I could.

November was spent at the hospital doing what I could.

Mid November the bishop called me in to let me know that he was going to release me from my calling because he thought I needed a break.

In December family relationships came to a full boil (because of the family business) and we decided that it is time to leave the family business and do something else. I know this is the right thing to do, but it makes our future a little unsure. I have faith that the Lord will take care of us, but I don’t know what the next few months will hold for us.

If this whole post isn’t pathetic enough I’m spending New Years Eve taking care of my hubby, who is horribly sick.

I’m sure by now I have lost you all with my whining, but on the off chance that anyone is still reading this I need to throw in a few good things that happened this year.

  1. Sadie went to the temple to do baptisms for the first time.
  2. I discovered weight watchers, and have lost 22lbs
  3. Ash met one of his idols Seth Godin (who shaved his head)
  4. We went to Hawaii
  5. My mother in-law finished chemo and radiation and appears to be doing well
  6. My mother and father in-law got a mission call to London and will be leaving in February.
  7. My children are healthy
  8. We had a very generous friend donate a $200 gift certificate for Christmas to Ben and his family.
  9. We raised about $2,000 at a benefit dinner for Ben.

Here is hoping for a better new year.

Happy New Year everyone!

I’m in a Funk

I am totally in a writing funk, and have been for quit a while. I swear I’m not this boring in real life. I have resorted to only posting pictures of my kids, weight watchers results, and my latest book reviews. Snooze-ville I know. I’m kind of in survival mode with life lately.

Today I had the pleasure of going to lunch with some amazing, Witty, and fun ladies who make me want to step up my game, and blog about something real. I felt like a school girl going to school for the first day. Totally worried I would be discovered for the dork that I really am (I think I might have fooled them). Thank you Azucar for letting me crash your party. When you put it out on the Internet that your meeting for lunch you open yourself up to all the crazies to show up, thanks for taking that risk and allowing your fans to come meet you.

So any advice on my writing funk? Maybe some suggestions on what I could write about?

P.S. Azucar the marshmallows are Divine!

Day out with daddy

We have been clocking a LOT of work hours for a pretty long time now, and need to find a better balance to life. We have decided the last few weeks to take at least half of our Saturdays off, and do something fun with the kids. This past Saturday we took the kids and headed up to Salt Lake to see the children’s museum at the Gateway mall, and check out the Robots exhibit. (My oldest was thrilled ;0)

I haven’t ever been to the children’s museum in Salt Lake, but we really enjoy the one in Palm Springs, and the one in Seattle as well, so it sounded fun. It wasn’t bad, but the Robots exhibit was a little disappointing. There wasn’t much to do except line up dominoes, which my kids could do at home. The rest was just a lot of looking at displays, and watching short videos about how robotics works or how they made the movie Robots.

The rest of the museum was fun. We enjoyed the TV studio, and sending messages back and forth through a tube and a laundry line. Cole loved playing in the water down stairs, and shooting balls through a tube in the garden area.

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Dallin took the news cast very serious, but Cole not so much. He was to into seeing himself on TV.

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After the museum I talked Ash into going to the Festival or Trees in Sandy. We had a great time looking at all the beautiful trees, but I forgot to take pictures. Maybe next time.

The Scare of my Life

Wow I just had the scariest experience EVER. I don’t even know If I can write about it in complete sentences, because I’m still shaken up. Yesterday I went to pick Ash up from the airport (very common occurrence lately) and when I got there 20 minutes late he wasn’t out front waiting. I called his cell phone and it went strait to voice mail which either means it’s off or he is on it (I thought probably on it).

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I left the kids in the car on the curb (with Sadie to babysit, and the doors locked, with the cell phone) and decided he was probably waiting inside where it is warm. When I got inside and looked around his flights baggage carousel he wasn’t there so I went and talked to the airlines baggage counter. The incompetent nice airline employee asked if she could help me.

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ME: Yes, my husbands flight just got in and he wasn’t on it could you look into it for me.

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Employee: Yes mam that flight has already arrived.

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ME: Um yes, but he wasn’t on it could you please check if he ever checked in for the flight.

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Employee: Oh, ok. Sure.

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Employee: (after rapid typing) No we don’t show he ever checked in, sorry.

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ME: (thinking: what do you mean sorry, find out more) OK what about his flight from Honolulu to Phoenix did he ever get on that plane.

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Employee: We don’t show that that plane ever took off.

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ME: (a little louder now) What do you mean it never took off? If it didn’t take off he would have called me.

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Employee: I’m sorry that’s all the information I have.

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Seriously people do you think that is an acceptable answer? I mean my husband is missing, and all I get is a “I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

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So from there she tells me that even though we bought the flight through them, they contract another airline to fly to and from Honolulu, and that I will have to call and talk to them (she doesn’t even offer to call for me, or give me the number.). I go back out to the car where my kids are asking where is daddy and all I can say is I don’t know. I call 411 and get the other airlines number but can’t get a human on the phone so I’m stuck talking to a computer and after 20min all I find out that my husbands direct flight from Honolulu to Phoenix left Honolulu at 2:30 am (3 hours late) and arrived in Kana Pali. Kana Pali what the hell is that?

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By now It’s been about 45min and still no answers. I decided to drive around and park and go into the airport to the other airlines counter dragging all 3 kids who by now are panicking to, and not leave until I get an answer. When I get into the airport not only do they not have a counter for that airline, but nobody has even heard of that airline (not reassuring).

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By now I’m not only hyperventilating, but I’m pissed. I march up to the original airlines counter and explained (to a lady who wasn’t doing anything at the time) the situation and the witch nice lady tells me that if I want to get in the back of the line she would be happy to help me as soon as it was my turn. Seriously people! By now I’m starting to worry that they are going to have to arrest me for making a scene in the airport. I (in a very loud tone) told her that no I would not get to the back of the line, that I had been in the airport now for over an hour and a half, and she damn well better start giving me some answers. (Oh and by the way I had talked to Ash’s dad on the phone and he explained that Kana Pali was in Maui, and that the only reason for stopping there would be an emergency landing, not helpful.)

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Right about then I got a text message from Ash that he had just landed in Phoenix, and that he would call me in a minute to explain. I burst into tears, and was shaking. I can’t even tell you how scary this was. It turned out that yes they landed in Maui, because they lost a communications antenna, and a 10 min fix turned into 3 hours (after the 3 hours that they spent waiting to take off from Honolulu.). When I asked why he didn’t call, he said he didn’t want to wake me. I explained that waking me would have been better than what I went through, and that from now on he isn’t aloud to fly.

Halloween fun

Halloween is in full swing at our house, and I’m feeling baa-humbug about the whole thing. It’s not that I don’t love Halloween, or any other holiday for that matter, but I hate the busyness of it. Of course since procrastination is my middle name I waited until last night to buy candy, and find a costume.

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Every year my kids ask me what I’m going to be, and I tell them “a grumpy old mommy”. They don’t think that’s very funny, so this year I did go out and get a costume, well sort of. I’ll post pictures later. Since I’m joining in the Halloween crap fun I thought Ash should to, so I made him go out last night and get himself a costume to.

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Halloween just isn’t fair to us Weight Watchers girls. I am totally over my candy addiction except when Halloween rolls around. Wish me luck tonight.

The day a Meth head tried to steal my puppy

I often tease my hubby when he talks about growing up here in happy valley, and the drug problem at his school. He would tell me about kids stealing prescription pills from their parents, or even one kid who would throw himself down the stairs to get pain meds.

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This was incredibly funny to me because were I grew up (in the ghetto) we had a crack man that set up shop on the sidewalk in front of our school, armed security guards, metal detectors, and weed might as well have been sold in the vending machines. It was really that accessible.

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A few months ago while taking a trip to hell Walmart with my new puppy, I was approached by a girl who was interested in asking questions about Bailey. There was nothing in particular about her that was alarming, but every bell and whistle in my head went off. I knew she wanted to take Bailey. When she got closer I could see signs that I was right and she probably was a meth head. Meth isn’t a drug that I’m really familiar with. It wasn’t as readily available in our area, but I saw how twitchy and jumpy she was and just knew. Then she asked if she could hold her, and the red flags really went off. I told her no, and made an abrupt exit into the store.

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As soon as I got into Walmart the annoying nice greeter told me that Bailey would have to wait in the car. I turned around and marched right back to the car. When I got out front I saw two guys chasing down the same girl for trying to steal a bike from the bike rack out front. She was yelling “I’m sorry I’m sorry” and running off. They chased her away, and returned the bike.

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I knew it, I wasn’t crazy that lady wanted to steal my dog to sell for drugs. (Bailey ain’t cheap, she would have been in meth heaven for awhile) I have always prided myself on being street smart and on that day it paid off. When I got home I told Ash all about it, but he didn’t seem as surprised as I was. I guess there really is a drug problem in happy valley. I need to do more to warn my kids.

Conference and Car wrecks

Wow the wild ride that is my life just doesn’t slow down. We had a wonderfully blissful time watching conference. Believe it or not all my kids behaved themselves for all 4 sessions of conference. Of course due to the wonderful conference bingo game. I love that game and the creative person who came up with it.

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On Sunday we went over to my in-laws house for breakfast and conference, and stayed for both sessions. I really needed this conference. I don’t know that I heard anything earth shattering, I just needed the grounding that it gave me. I just needed something to bring me back to center. Life has been crazy for so many months now it was great to do nothing but listen to the apostles teach at conference.

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At grandma’s house we cheated a little, and let Cole play blocks quietly during the morning session.

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This morning we got up early to get Ash ready to leave for the airport. At about 7:00 I got a phone call that I recognized as being from Iraq. When I answered the phone my brother-in law was asking me what happened to Ben. Ben is his best friend, he’s know him since they were kids. Ben is a very important part of the family, he is just like family. I’ve know the kid since he was 8. I told him I didn’t know, but I would find out. After a little hunting, and a little lying (I had to pretend I was immediate family) I was able to find out that he had been in a car wreck and was at LDS hospital in the ICU. So I took Ash to the airport and ran over to the hospital to see if they would let me in. They did let me in, but I wasn’t ready for what I found. Ben broke his neck and will never walk again. I couldn’t believe it, he is only 25, has 2 step kids and a baby on the way in December, and he will never walk again.

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I then had to make the phone call to Iraq and let Corey know what I found. He took it pretty hard, and is on his way home in the next few days. Ben is pretty upbeat about the whole thing, and his sweet wife Megan is holding everything together for now. His mom and sister came to town. (Ben lost his dad a few months ago, so this is just another major blow). It is good to have them here. His mom is handling a lot so Megan can focus on Ben.

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I spent the morning at the hospital, and then came home to get my kids from school. I’m going to go back up their as soon as my sister gets here to watch my kids. Oh funny side note, my little sister went in to see Ben and promptly passed out TWICE. What a wimp.

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Anyway does anyone have any ideas of how I can be useful? I have often heard stories of service that people have given, and thought “I wish I would have thought of that.” I just don’t know how I can help.

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Writers Block

I have total writers block right now. It’s not for a lack of stuff to talk about, it’s a total lack of what to say about it. I’ve got lists of stuff I could tell you all, like my kids first day back at school, my husband traveling for work again and won’t be back for yet another week, my parents plan to move out of “T-town” and into the country of Idaho, the stuff going on in Iraq with my brother in law, taking care of my mother in law while she is now doing radiation and her hubby is out of town to. I just can’t seem to get the motivation to write any of it. (plus I have a new camera, and the photos are stuck on it until the technical one in the family gets home).

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I can usually write some crappy article for work that will do, but this time I can’t even do that. I’m just staring at the cursor willing it to write itself. All of this is leading me to eat ridiculous amounts of candy that won’t look good on Friday when I go to weigh in for Weight Watchers.

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I guess I do have something to write after all, to bad its all whining.

Back from Paradise

We are home finally (2 weeks is a long time to be away from home), and it’s back to reality. We had a great time on our trip, but I’m glad to be home in my own bed. We did and saw so much I don’t know where to start, so I’ll just post some pictures with a little commentary.

Our first stop was Seattle where we hung out with family and friends

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This is my nephew, and my best buddy. He calls me everyday, and tells on his mom when she’s being mean ;0)

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We had dinner at the most white trash restaurant ever, but the food was good.

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Notice the onion rings that you order by the foot. Seriously by the foot. My dad ordered 2 FEET, who can eat 2 feet of onion rings. Come on people.

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Then it was on to Hawaii. Of course no trip of ours would be complete without a major disaster. This time it happened to be a natural disaster.
We arrived at the airport to find that not only was their a category 4 hurricane headed for Hawaii, but they had a earthquake earlier that morning.

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Our first stop was the USS Arizona

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Cole was obviously impressed.

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The quit reverence, and calming spirit were amazing.

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This is part of the ship that is still sticking out of the water, and oil bubbles out every few minutes.

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This is the original anchor for the USS Arizona.

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Cole woke up long enough to shoot the guns.

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Well this is turning into a novel so I’ll post more later.

Hiking Timp Cave

I came up with a brilliant plan to hike Timp Cave with my Cub scouts. It was a great plan in theory until 6:00 am when my alarm went off, and then it didn’t sound so fun.

We met at the church building early in the morning and headed up the canyon on our adventure. Lucky for me only 4 boys decided to roll their butts out of bed this morning other wise it could have been very ugly for Kama and I hiking up the trail with 12 eight year old boys.

As we got started I started to doubt that I was going to make it to the top with how out of shape I am. The trail is VERY steep, and is about 1 1/2 mile up. The elevation rises by about 1500 ft. I kept having to remind the boys to stay away from the edge.

Kama taught us all a cool trick. If you stand behind someone while going up hill and put 2 fingers on their back it makes it so much easier for them to hike up hill. You don’t need to push, so it isn’t a strain on you but it gives the other person a huge boost. The boys took turns trying it out, and couldn’t believe it really worked.

It took us about 1 to 1hour 15 minutes to get to the top. Not bad considering last year I took a group up and they only made it 2/3 the way up before 3 of them were whining that they were going to puke their guts out and we had to turn around and come back down.

When we got to the top we rested for 15 minutes and then our tour started. The guide was awesome, and let the boys help her guide the tour.

Here are some pics of our great adventure. Enjoy. Oh and by the way we made it all the way up and back down with out any bodily injury ;0) This is more than I can say for another group who had someone smack their head on a low rock in the cave that required a hospital trip and stitches. Yeah for us, no blood.

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Wow it’s a long way down!

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By about here I thought I was going to die ;0)

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Yeah we made it to the top, and no one died.

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Check out the elevation!

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This was our awesome tour guide. She deserves a raise.

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How awesome is this!