Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
She's always been a bit of sunshine in our lives. I remember when she was much smaller, how she would "flit" everywhere she went, kind of like a butterfly. I think she still does that, but with a little bit more maturity. Now she has turned into a younger, female version of her father. She looks like Martin, but she acts like him too. She is the happiest child I know and, like her father, the eternal optimist. She likes to read like her dad and it's a cinch that she has her dad's knack for math. She's very emotional and sensitive and such a great student. She loves to depend on her own abilities in her school work and her dancing, piano, and art studies. She is shy and funny and sweet all at the same time and is also an amazing big sister. She cannot wait to be a mommy.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
No worries, however, after two and a half days of sleeping non-stop, I have breached the surface of consciousness. Yes, I am alive and glad to say it. But, that, my friends was the SICKEST stomach flu I have ever had. Poor Martin had it too. But there's some unwritten law somewhere that says if Martin and I get the same illness, he gets it for a day (or less) and I get it for at least 3. Go figure.
Happy, Healthy Holidays!!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
First, my opinion on the book is much different than the movie. The book, for me, was a page-turner, yes, but I was disappointed. However, I was somewhat tainted because I went to my book club prior to reading the book. I was expecting different things--perhaps bigger things when I went to read the book. I enjoyed it, but probably would have liked it more had I read the book before going to book club. I found out way too much.
I went to see the movie last Saturday night with some book-club sistas (holla back) and friends. I enjoyed the movie, loved the characters, and enjoyed seeing my beloved Pacific Northwest on the big screen. However, I was again tainted by all the teenagers and teenager wannabes cooing and swooning over Edward and their laughing during what I thought were unfunny scenes. Very annoying...remember folks, ANTI-cheese here.
Anwyhoo, Martin and I went to the movies Wednesday night to see "Australia." Well, we got there too late and so Martin suggested seeing "Twilight." I agreed. I wanted to see what he thought (he's never read the book). He was surprised at how much he enjoyed it. He said it was fun to guess what was going to happen and what was actually going on. To him it was a mystery.
I also liked it, maybe more the second time. I was paying attention to details this time and was under the impression that it moved better the second time (plus, there were far less teenagers in the theatre). I also noticed how beautiful the scenery was and it reminded me of here. Don't you all wish you could live here too? Okay--MINUS the rain.
Oh, and the music is great also. I think I heard some Iron and Wine, Collective Soul, and Paramour. LOVED the soundtrack! Definitely my kind of music.
So that ties up my impressions of the movie. It's a good one, but I suggest seeing it in a theatre sans teenagers! You'll like it better...unless, of course, you are a teenager.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
I hope you all have a wonderful holiday tomorrow. I hope you also have a great Christmas season this year. I'm looking forward to it, although it will be the first in 32 years that we won't have my sister with us. I have a hunch she will be there in spirit. I know she will be missed!!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Some of you know I have a HATE/HATE relationship with gum. There is a story to this aversion. This is the story for flashback Friday. Actually there are two stories:
1. As I was growing up we always used to go to West Yellowstone the day after Christmas and stayed until New Years. We did this every year and stayed in a condo there with all my family and a lot of family friends. We were big snowmobilers. We always had to pull this big trailer with all our snowmobiles on it and my mom and dad would take turns driving on the slick roads (my mom is an awesome driver and is better than any man I've ever seen) up to Yellowstone. It usually snowed the whole way there and that made for some treacherous roads. When my dad would drive he would chew gum to stay awake. He is notorious for falling asleep at the drop of a hat, so keeping awake was a bit of a chore. That is all well and good. BUT, he tortured me with this incessant popping and chomping on his gum. He did this even when I begged him to keep it quiet and I would usually end up sobbing in the back when he resisted--all 7 hours of the drive. He was relentless. Ask any of my family. He is very, very annoying. He has actually had people who are complete strangers approach him in movies and shows asking him (begging him) to stop. This wouldn't be so bad, except that he didn't just keep it up on the way to Yellowstone, but every single last vacation we took as a family...and we did a lot of vacationing and traveling. Thus started my hatred of gum.
2. The summer between my Junior and Senior years I was dating a guy I met that summer. I was so into him and we had a lot of fun. It was a summer of love! ...but one evening we went to a dance. As we were dancing (the typical bear-hug) he was chewing gum. I didn't think much of it, eveyone chews gum at that age. At the end of one of the dances he started to apologize profusely--he had gotten gum in my hair. Not just a little, a whole mouth full. He didn't dare tell me (can't blame him) until it was really stuck and a tangled mess. Luckily, my friend Jen was there and we left immediately. She spent the next three hours pulling bits of gum and hair out of my head. I had long curly hair and the gum was everywhere. She had to use peanut butter, then some lemon cleaner stuff my mom had, ice, and finally, lots and lots of snips from the scissors. Jen was heroic. She was able to save a lot of hair, but I was disgusted. The damage had been done.
What the heck is it about me that attracts this kind of thing? I can see it once or twice, but it keeps happening. I get it on my shoes, in my house, in my car. No place is exempt. This is why I hate gum. This, and the fact that I don't like the taste of the stuff. I don't mind people who are quiet about it, but most of the time I find people do not know how to chew it inconspicuously. And for heaven's sake, put it in the garbage when you're done with it. I hate how some people spit it wherever they may be at the time. It is not biodegradable, people. Kids are especially bad at this and that is why I have put a house-wide ban on the stuff. My kids know what will happen if I find them with gum!
Yes, I'm the gum Nazi.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sorry about the lousy pictures. Martin + my bad camera = bad photos!
Monday, November 17, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
When I came home this morning from running errands I opened my car door and got a scare when I saw this animal looking at me. I didn't expect anything to be in the garage and I was caught off guard. My first thought was that it was a wolf. He immediately ran away and I realized it was the neighbor's dog. He started playing this game with me of hide and seek. I was in a hurry because I had someone coming over to appraise the house so I headed into the house with Isaac. I tried to close the garage door, but Murphy would not get out until I jumped and ran at him. Then he'd take off and run up and down the sidewalk and come right back into the garage. Every time I'd chase him off again and push the button to close the garage, he'd come back and trip the sensor and stop the garage door from closing. It took me about 10 minutes of this little dance to come up with a plan. I had to go out and distract Murphy while Isaac pushed the garage door button. It finally closed and I went inside the front door.
A few minutes later, the appraiser was ringing the door bell. I opened the door, forgetting all about my dog-encounter. I found Murphy wagging his tail, standing next to the appraiser who said something like, "I think your dog wants to come in." Before I could say, "That ain't my dog," Murphy was pushing his nose against my hands and arms trying to get by. I tried to grab his collar as he sped past me, running so fast around the corner that his paws slid across the wood floor. As I tried to chase and grab him, the appraiser laughingly said he'd start his work outside the house. Isaac was screaming and laughing (I think because it was funny how I looked) as I chased him around the downstairs. Soon, Murphy took off up the stairs three steps at a time. No sooner was he upstairs than I heard him run through every room, knocking things over and scaring Tinker half to death. As she hissed and spat I chased the dog from room to room. He was always just inches from my grasp. Finally, I cornered him in the bonus room (thank heaven for double doors) and shut the door. You'd be surprised how much that dog did not want to be caught. I grabbed his collar, cursing "bad dog" profusely and dragged him downstairs where Isaac brought me my shoes, still laughing.
I marched Murphy (by now I knew his name from his tags) and rang the doorbell. My poor neighbor opened the door in her night gown bewildered and was surprised and horrified to see Murphy. She immediately apologized, asking where I'd found him. She said, "He's a pistol, huh?" I replied in the affirmative. It was actually good, because before today, I hadn't met my neighbor, only Martin and the kids had. She was so embarrassed as I told her where he'd been. I assured her I liked dogs and laughed off her apologies. It was an insane 15-20 minutes, but it made me laugh.
When Martin got home tonight Isaac started to tell him the whole Murphy incident. Martin was laughing and said he'd had the same problem leaving work this morning. Murphy apparently wanted to take a ride in his car and Martin had a hard time getting him to back off enough to close his car door. What a funny dog. Usually Murphy never gets out, and I hope he doesn't any time soon.
I love dogs. I'm really a dog person, but can't get past the picking up poop part enough to actually get one. I have a trippy gag reflex. I grew up with dogs and think they are the funniest creatures on the earth. I also think they can be real pains in the butt. I choose to have cats because they are much easier to take care of (and not quite so hyper). But if I ever have a house in the country somewhere or a nice big backyard I might reconsider.
I dedicate this post to Ruffy, Max, Rumpy, Quigley, Sam, Dusty and Duffy and all the other dogs I've ever loved (even if they have peed on my sweater). And here's to you, Murphy!
No, this is not Murphy, but it resembles him and Tinker looks like that cat!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
So here are some memorable Halloween stories to scare you!
1. My first memory of Halloween is when I was probably 3 years old. We went to a good friend of the family's home. They had turned their garage into a haunted house and thus began my long dislike of haunted houses. I remember very little about the tour through the "house" but I do remember a giant gorilla, an alien and someone being electrocuted (always nice for a 3-year+old to experience). I still remember being terrified out of my mind!
2. I remember when I was young, in elementary, coming home from school after a great day of parties and tons of sugar. My sisters and I would walk home from the bus stop and we could barely contain our excitement for trick or treating. We would get home and try and perfect our costumes and wait impatiently for my mom and dad to get home and take us trick or treating.
3. One time my dad dressed up like a fat woman. It was embarrassing.
4. My mom had the best scary stories I have ever heard. She would tell them to us sometimes when we begged and they still frighten me when I think about them. They were so great because she claimed they were all true and they were things that happened to her or people she knew and they seemed all too feasible. My mom is the best story-teller.
5. The year I met Martin, my best friend Jen and friend Steph took me (or rather, dragged me) to a haunted house. In Utah in the 80's and 90's haunted houses were the rage. I remember the March of Dimes haunted house and many more. There was one at Rocky Point near my house. Anyway, Jen talked me into going. I was scared so bad I nearly had a heart attack. From the minute I walked in, to the long awaited minute I walked out, I HATED it. There was one part that a guy with a chain saw came after me and I wanted drop to the floor, huddle in the corner and cry in the fetal position--no really, literally. Jen was so brave...not scared at all. I think maybe we went with a guy but I don't think he was hot so I literally had nobody to hang onto except Jen and she left me at some point. Some friend!
6. Also, the year I met Martin we went to a Howard Jones concert on Halloween or the day before, I can't remember which. It was great because we had just met a couple of weeks earlier, but had already kissed and there was lots of snuggling and such. That was a good Halloween. Nothing like HoJo.
Happy Halloween! Make some great memories this year!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
A year ago I was going through a difficult time. I had just had foot and calf surgery on one leg and was preparing to do the same to the next leg. I had to use crutches and a little knee scooter (that I loved) to get around in my own house for 6 weeks on each leg. All the time this was going on my sister was very sick in the hospital and drawing her final breaths. It was overwhelming and I was tired and sick of sitting around the house all day doing literally nothing and worrying about my sister. I wondered if anyone knew or cared.
One evening some friends (who will remain anonymous) showed up on my doorstep with several (I think 5) casseroles for me to freeze and use at my discretion. They had gotten together and decided on their own accord to help my family out by providing us with some meals. It touched me that they did this without provocation. I think they knew about my surgeries, yes, but they didn't know about the inner struggle I was having and their kindness made my day--actually my week! I will always remain thankful for their caring about me and knowing I was in need of a jump start.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Here's what he did at the football game. We forgot to bring a block (Isaac's favorite toy) and he was not sure how he could survive. Martin saved the day with one of his business cards from his wallet. I kid you not, the child played with this card for two hours. How do you play with a block or business card? Well, if you're Isaac, you turn the said card into anything you can imagine. It can be a spaceship, a guy, a car, or, my personal favorite, Indiana Jones. Explosions usually accompany the play and can be very annoying to his sibilings. But, at the football game, nobody cared or bothered him! Score one for The Cuteness.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Truly, I was thinking Halloween was more for kids, like it was when I was younger. Ah, those were the days. Now, I know there have always been the "french maid" costumes and such that were skimpy, but apparently, the rules have changed to include everything from busty pirates to half-naked angels. I mean do people dress up for their jobs and wear these costumes? Is there a market for this? I don't know.
Martin tells me there are these costume parties for adults that basically the idea is to go in the raunchiest, skimpiest costume you can find. I don't know what takes place at these parties but I can only imagine in my wildest dreams.
Also, what happens when you are not the model type portrayed on the front of these costume packages? I guarantee I would not look as good as the model in that lei and flower pasties "hula" outfit that I saw. I KNOW I'm not the only one.
So what does a person do who is invited to a party like this, and is not a size 2, 4 or even 10? I guess that's what the Spongebob adult costumes are for. Fun. All these beautiful people walking around and you're the only one not showing considerable skin making your date drool.
Yep, I had my eyes opened at the party store today. I shall never be the same.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
This is my crazy dad, nephew, Dallon, niece, Marie and niece Savannah holding my other niece Phoenix. They are, of course, making funny faces. It's New Year's Eve of '06 and we were at my sister Mindy's home. It's funny, but with all the people in this picture my eye directly goes to my sister, Jenny who is behind my dad (you can't see her face). Boy, I wish I had taken more pictures of her while she was here. It's good to know she was there. She loved a good party. We always play this funny game called "Loaded Question" with my mom and sisters and older nieces on New Year's. It's become a tradition. That game is so hilarious! Every year I laugh harder and harder. Last year I nearly passed out from laughterand I am ashamed to admit I nearly wet my pants. Unfortunatley, Jenny was in the hospital last year and we played without her and I guess will from now on.
I recommend that game to anyone, especially a group of women who are friends and very comfortable with each other. It's kind of a "get to know you" game and be prepared to laugh--hard.
I tag Brenda, Jen V. and Dayna
Friday, October 17, 2008
1. What is your best physical feature? I’m told it’s my winning smile
2. Where were you born? Ogden, Utah
3. How many siblings do you have? 4 sisters 1 brother
4. What is your favorite pastime? Reading or working out. Actually, reading AND working out at the same time.
5. If you had to have a tattoo what would it be and where? “Martin,” you don’t need to know where.
6. How old were you when you had your first kiss? Pushing 16
7. What is your favorite time of day? Bedtime
8. Dogs or cats? I love dogs because they are so loving but cats are easier to take care of and they have funny “I don’t care about you” attitudes.
9. What song best describes you? "She's a maniac"
10. How many books, on average, do your read per year? 10-20, maybe more, maybe less.
11. Are you most often a rescuer or rescuee? Usually rescuer, but have been rescued many times.
12. What’s the funniest thing that’s ever happened to you? When Martin and I were first married we lived in a little duplex in Farmington and there was this gang of dogs. They traveled the neighborhood causing all kinds of havoc. It was funny because they were like people with a leader and everything. There was probably like 20 of them or more and they were all owned by people. It was so funny to see their atttitudes . That’s all I can think of right now.
13. What is your favorite kind of soup? Tomato, with fishy crackers
14. How many broken bones have you had? Zip
15. What was the best part of High School? Graduating and never going back to that hell on Earth
16. What is your favorite school subject? Literature and writing
17. If you got to choose a celebrity to date, who would it be? Chris Martin, for sure. But, seriously, how can I compete with Gwyneth Paltrow? Speaking of, my sister, Mindy looks just like her!
18. If you were deserted on a desert island who would you want with you? Martin
19. Have you ever been abroad? Yah, I’m a broad. Ha-ha. J/k. Not unless you count Canada
20. Can you drive a stick? Absolutely
21. What is your favorite meat? Chicken most of the time—free range
22. Ever been in a fist fight? Yes, my younger sisters both punched me, and one time my big brother bloodied my nose at Knott’s Berry Farm because my sister, Jenny was lost and I made the comment that I hoped we never found her.
23. Do you like ketchup? Yuck. Fry sauce, on the other hand, is mmmmm.
24. Dancer or singer? singer
25. Do you like horror movies? Hate them. I cried silently to myself when my brother dragged me to “The Sixth Sense.” I was so scared. ("I see dead people")
I'd love it if you wanted to post your answers!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds AND pearls
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? City of Ember with Olivia’s school class. It was good, but over my head. I think I need to read the book.
4. What is your favorite TV show? The Office. I love to hate Michael Scott.
5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Cereal. Various kinds.
6. What is your middle name? Marie
7. Least favorite foods? Sushi. I can’t even get it past my nose, the smell triggers my gag reflex something awful. Most other foods I like too much.
8. What is your favorite CD at moment? Coldplay, Viva La Vida, baby! I also am listening a lot to Pilot Speed.
9. What kind of car do you drive? 04 Chrysler Pacifica. I love my car…Martin’s car just makes me cry. It’s a ’94 Toyota Camry. It’s so small Martin looks like Mr. Incredible in it.
10. Favorite sandwich? Subway club.
11. What characteristic do you despise? Know-it-alls, especially when it comes to politics. Also, flakiness and cheesiness.
12. Favorite item of clothing? My velveteen sweats. I love being draped in velvet like George on Seinfeld.
13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Italy with my hubby so I can understand the people through him. I’m afraid to go anywhere too far or too foreign. No desire to go anywhere third-world.
14. Favorite brand of clothing? Speedo (but not on me--just kidding)
15. Where would you like to retire? Where my children are. I’m hoping that will be here in Issaquah or Utah.
16. What was your most recent memorable birthday? I guess I’d have to say this past birthday. My sister had just passed and my sisters and mom and I went to the Greenery at Rainbow Gardens for lunch. It was a mistake as it was difficult to be somewhere she loved so much. However, my best friend made me an awesome Hello Kitty cake and then we went to Toad's to play Laser tag and ride go carts (neither of which I could do because I was only a week or two post-op on my foot).
17. Favorite sport to watch? Alex playing baseball. Also, I like to watch him playing football now (I know, that’s just crazy). I like to watch the M’s too, but not this year...they were terrible!
18. Farthermost place you are sending this? Not sure of the exact miles.
19. Person you expect to send it back first? Don’t care.
20. When is your birthday? March 19, 1974
21. Are you a morning person or a night person? Neither. I’m usually in bed by 10 and I don’t get up until late after 8. I am always tired!
22. What is your shoe size? That depends on the shoe. I wear a 7 in shoes if they lace up. If they’re any other kind I could go clear up to 8 or 9. I have really, really, wide, thick feet. I hate my feet!
23. Pets? One beautifully annoying kitty-cat named “Tinker.”
24. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? Yes, I want to try out for American Idol. That or have another baby; whichever comes first.
25. What did you want to be when you were little? A Marine Biologist
26. How are you today? Tired, and mad because I got all dressed to go work out at the gym and it turns out there’s some meeting going on there so I couldn’t.
27. What is your favorite candy? Chocolate with hazelnuts. I love the Ritter Sport bars.
28. What is your favorite flower? Daisies
29. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? Halloween. I’ll also be glad when it’s over.
30. What is your full name? Heather Marie Higley Chamberlain
31. What are you listening to right now? Isaac making one of his “movies.” I am hearing all kinds of explosions and screaming from his characters.
32. What was the last thing you ate? A bagel with cream cheese.
33. Do you wish on stars? Sure, it can’t hurt-right?
34. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Yellow
35. How is the weather right now? It’s raining, big surprise. Very autumnish.
36. The first person you spoke to on the phone today? Haven’t been on the phone yet. I hate the freaking phone, I try to avoid it at all costs.
37. Favorite soft drink? Hello, Diet Coke!
38. Favorite restaurant? Firenze, Olive Garden or Cheesecake Factory.
39. Real hair color? Dark blonde.
40. What was your favorite toy as a child? My Friend Mandy doll. My mom threw her away so I got another one. My sister Jenny had a My Friend Jenny doll.
41. Summer or winter? Summer, although, I hate being sweaty and hot.
42. Hugs or kisses? Depends on who’s giving them.
43. Chocolate or Vanilla? Well, if it’s ice cream I’d have to say Vanilla. But for all other intents and purposes chocolate.
44. Coffee or tea? Nah…
45. Do you want your friends/family to email you back? No
46. When was the last time you cried? Yesterday. I finished a book that was amazing that made me sob uncontrollably.
47. What is under your bed? Tinker
48. What did you do last night? Watched a Presidential debate; a lame one!
49. What are you afraid of? My children being in peril.
50. Salty or sweet? 90% of the time sweet.
51. How many keys on your key ring? 5 or 6
52. How many years at your current job? 12 years
53. Favorite day of the week? "It's Friday, I'm in love!"
54. How many towns have you lived in? 7
55. Do you make friends easily? Not at all. I’m very unfriendly by nature. People generally bug me and that makes me ornery and mean.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Since then I have been struggling with this infernal cough. I went to the doctor on Friday night and he did prescribe some antibiotics but told me to hold off on taking them. He assumed I probably had a virus. So I waited....until yesterday. I took the first dose last night before bed and I woke up 85% better--85%, people! Now that is good luck.
Lesson learned: cold + cleaning chemicals = dumb. I better check what's in those freaking cleaning supplies. That can't be good for my health. Or better yet, hire someone to clean!!!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Your Issue Profile: 4% Obama, 96% McCain
The results are in, and John McCain is definitely your choice.
You're probably not surprised. It's possible you've had your eye on McCain for years.
Popular or not, you will likely stick by McCain. For you, it's a matter of principle.
And besides, there's something exciting about rooting for the underdog!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Martin was a city boy. He didn't know anything about a farm (even an ex-farm) or country folks. A few weeks later, after we were pretty serious, Martin had to spend a couple of hours alone with my mom and sister, Mindy. I don't remember where I was, but mom and Mindy offered to take Martin to Smith and Edwards (the country boys store) for which Farr West is famous. Martin was completely thrilled at the thought. After years of hearing the commercials, he jumped at the idea of seeing it for himself. If you aren't from Utah, I'm sure you have no idea what Smith and Edwards is -- I will explain: They carry all sorts of tools, hunting gear, cowboy wear, lawn and garden materials, outdoorsy stuff, candy, and much, much more. Their slogan is "If we can't find it, you don't need it." It's true, there is so much stuff there the owners literally don't have any idea what is in the inventory.
So while at Smith and Edwards (surplus plus), Mindy offered to take Martin to the fishing aisle while my mom made a b-line for the ammo. section. Standing amidst the army surplus, and red necks with handle-bar mustaches, I wonder if Martin questioned what he had gotten himself into. Luckily, he stayed around and got to know me better. I'm soooo glad he did! Love you, babe! Here's to 15 years.
P.S. My mom really loves Martin. She just really needed bullets. Martin isn't intimidated by her anymore (most of the time).
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
By the way he is playing Tight End, I don't know what that means. However, he has been changed to Defense and I don't know what he does now (nothing's changed)...I just know he's completely covered in bruises!
I just have to say Alex stinks 3/4 of the time now. Martin has said he'll need to have his car detailed after football season is over because he can't get the stench out. We make Alex take a shower when he gets home and luckily, I just drop him off before practice so he's relatively clean then. I have never seen a kid so sweaty in my life (except all the other boys playing football). What are you supposed to do with the pads and helmet? Ugghhhh! So gross.
Okay, I apologize for my crummy camera again...but here's The Cuteness playing soccer at the recreation center. He was so excited to start something that his brother and sister aren't a part of. I am glad he was smart enough to figure that out by himself .
The Cuteness does the same thing his dad and brother do which is stick his tongue into his cheek when making an important play:)!! Martin does this when playing basketball and Alex does it all the time. The boys both do it when they're thinking hard too. Like with homework...just an observation that makes me laugh! He made some great plays!
Friday, September 19, 2008
20 Years Ago:
1. I was in 8th grade.
2. I was into cheerleading and tumbling.
3. I was seriously boy crazy.
4. I was hating Jr. High.
10 Years Ago:
1. I was pregnant with Olivia and sick as a DOG!
2. We lived in Factoria in a little 2 bedroom apartment.
3. I was trying not to throw up (seriously…the whole 9 months) and stay out of the hospital.
4. Had a 2 year old little boy named Alex.
5 Years Ago:
1. I had a newborn baby boy (Isaac).
2. I was just released from being primary president.
3. I was living in a cute house on Squak Mtn. in Issaquah (I still love that house but the doors don’t fit in the jams).
4. I was trying to lose weight.
3 Years Ago:
1. I was trying to lose weight (see a pattern?)
2. Was trying to keep up with a teenager living with us.
3. I was devastated to hear my sister had late term brain cancer.
4. I was taking Isaac to the therapist to make sure his development progressed. He wasn’t interested in walking.
1 Year Ago:
1. I was contemplating 2 foot and calf surgeries.
2. I was worried about my sister’s brain surgery to implant a reservoir for chemo. She seemed so sick afterward.
3. I read the BOM twice.
4. I was trying to lose weight.
So Far This Year:
1. I said good-bye to my sister and went to her funeral.
2. I had surgery on my feet and calves.
3. Had a wonderful summer.
4. Started my baby in kindergarten.
1. I slept terrible.
2. I went shopping at Target with Alex.
3. Took a nap (what?---I really had a bad night!)
4. I ate Chinese take out.
1. I took my baby to the bus to kindergarten.
2. I mopped the floor, vacuumed, dusted, etc.
3. I worked out at the Commumity Center and tried not to look at that hot guy who’s always there.
4. Took a shower.
In the Next Year I’ll:
1. Try to lose weight.
2. Go to the temple at least once a month.
3. Finish the New Testament and start studying D&C.
4. Think about a new home addition.
I tag Tonii, Stacey and Mindy.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
1. When we lived in Factoria in an apartment I was reading in the afternoon one day. Pretty soon I noticed a crackling sound like there was a fire in our fireplace, which there wasn't (we never used the fireplace the 3 years we were there). So I ignored it for a few minutes and then went outside on our deck and saw the apartment building next to ours by maybe 20 feet was completely engulfed in flames! I grabbed Alex and ran outside. The fire department had to cut holes in the roof to let out the flames and extinguish the fire. It was pretty bad! Luckily, no sparks caught out building. Surreal!
2. Again, while living in those apartments, the woman directly below us (on the ground level) was raped one night in her OWN APARTMENT! A man entered from her window, which was open because it was a hot summer! They never caught the guy (to my knowledge).
3. When we first moved to Issaquah there was so much rain one year that the salmon were actually crossing the street in the flood. It looked like they were taking a walk. AWESOME!
4. The black out of Dec. 2006 was super cool. The wind blew so hard one night that the power was knocked out throughout most of the east side of Seattle. I remember looking out the window during the night and the huge cedar trees all around were bent nearly in half. We were without power for almost 4 days--some people longer. It was in December so it was cold. We were glad we had our gas fireplace and stove to cook.
5. One day I was driving down the street just past Target and noticed that the ground was really bumpy and almost wavy. I thought my tire was flat so I pulled into the Library building on Newport Way and got out of the car. That's when I noticed the trees all around were almost bouncing and swaying. The woman in the car in front of me got out too and said she thought it was an earthquake. Which it turned out to be (I think a 6.3 or something). Sidenote: The doors in our house never fit right in the jams after that! How inconvenient!
Okay, so there's six, not five.
6. When my family was visiting in November one year we all went down town Seattle to do some site seeing. We were bombarded by a throng of protestors (who were protesting fur clothing). They were holding signs of skinned animals and bloody clothing. These people meant business...my family was a little bewildered by that. Ahhh, only in Seattle!
Okay, so now your turn!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Photo: My nieces Savannah, Maddi and Jess on Christmas Eve. I love this picture! I love my nieces.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Enter: The "Riccar," the newest member of the family. What a name, right? It flows. Not unlike his smooth pivoting casters. This bad boy can clean anything and I do mean ANYTHING. He is quickly becoming my favorite child. Why spend so much money on a vacuum cleaner? My husband and kids tell me I'm a real neat freak...and I admit that might be the tiniest bit true. Hey, at least I can admit it.
Here's the cuteness on his first day of kindergarten, or any kind of school, for that matter. He didn't do pre-school and neither did his siblings, so we'll see how it turns out with him. He was, I think, overly excited for school. It reminded me of those days Martin would go back to the U after summer break. You wouldn't think a grown man would be so uncontrollably excited to go to class, but Martin was. I get nauseous just thinking about that. He had pretty much this same expression on his face.
Isaac kept telling me to take more pictures so I've got about a million of these. Usually he hates pictures. But that's what school will do for you.
He was pretty cute getting on that bus. Such a giagantic bus, and three 5 year olds on it. Notice he brought his bff, "Tippy." Tippy is his little white beanie baby he got a while ago. We don't know why he's called Tippy. We don't ask. Mrs. Duke's kindergarten is always allowed to bring a stuffed friend on the first day.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
Another photo of the Cuteness. He was not happy that we had to hike .2 miles to get there.
The fam using the timer on my terrible little camera.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Of course, although we had all kinds of fun stuff to do there like hiking, kayaking, shopping, etc, all the kids wanted to do was swim at the pool. And, might I add, the mercury rarely hit 70 degrees. I was freezing just watching the kids in the pool and when they finally managed to convince me to get in I nearly had a cornonary episode. Seriously, when does it get warm enough there to need a pool? I spent a lot of time in the hot tub. Luckily, we had beautiful views behind the pool and we could see the beach from there. We couldn't drag Alex from the pool.
One day we dragged the kids to Moran State Park, which is, by the way, is green and amazing. At the top of Mt. Constitution there's this beautiful view of the San Juan's. And there's a huge tower where on clear days you can see Mt. Baker. It wasn't that clear this day, but we could see across the water to Victoria and Anacortes. This was Isaac's favorite part by far. He kept climbing up and down the stairs. The tower was built as a fire look out in the early 1900's.