Sister Sister Wherefore Art Thou

I don't know why Charlotte and I are not meant to live within a state's distance of each other. So until that day when we are old widows living together, traveling, taking naps whenever we darn well please, driving by houses that we wish we owned, not knowing what to gripe about because we will have long since abandoned our "time of the months", when I'll do the laundry and she'll clean the bathrooms, because that is what we have agreed upon, our daily phone chats will have to suffice.


Before we are accused of being morbid for talking about life after the husbands have passed on, we have longevity in our genes and that is that.

Wedding of the Century

Phillip and Angela got married August 12th. It was a perfect day. I think weddings and receptions are so enjoyable when they are not your own. Angela is a natural beauty and she is every bit as sweet as she is beautiful. I think Phillip is a pretty darn good guy, so they were meant for each other! It goes to show good things come to those who wait and to those whose mom goes to the temple insane amounts of time praying that you will find the one :)

I forgot to get a picture of the reception set-up. My parents and the boys had the yard whipped into perfection. It would have been courteous of Lex and Justin to also get married this summer in order to utilize the yard.

Man alive I love these people. Like clench your jaw and pinch them kind of love, it's the only way I can describe what I do when I really really like something.

Never entrust camera rights to Justin and Cousin Ty.....goofballs.
Nothing says bring on the honeymoon like matching shirts and a blow-up dolphin.

Fun in the Summer

The higher the better for this kid.

Zannah and Marcus floating the Boise river.
We lost 3 of Marcus's deodorants in 3 days. But, at least Zannah's clothing and Max's hair were perspirant-free.

Her look of terror is a total fake-out. She couldn't get enough of these rides. Right after this picture, I took her to another ride, I watched her physically climb into the seat and then I walked over to where Marcus and his dad were standing. The ride started and Z was not on it. I about had a heart attack while we looked for her in the packed crowds. Marcus finally found her in line for a different ride. My ever present disdain for carnivals multiplied by ten.

Max sat just like this for about 20 minutes while I took a catnap. You can join me in my daily prayer requests that he will remain this laid back.

Grandma Dana's pool, I wish we could have made it there more often.

We found a great park with a splashpad. Isn't her zest for life contagious?

Pioneer Celebration

I decided and undecided about 10 times to go to Manassa for July 24th. Marcus wasn't able to go with us and I didn't know if I could handle taking the kids in a car for that long over just a weekend without him. But, my brothers all promised that they would really help out with the kids and drive most of the way, so we went. And they did help and as always, I'm glad we went. Four generations.This motorized chair was a hit with Max, Zannah and Justin.Watching the parade.
With so many of us in and out of our grandparents house, we write our names on our cups. One morning we woke up to find "Lex" comments.

Desperate Times

It's potty training time again. What is this, the fourth attempt? I've stopped counting. I blame my niece Natalie for putting the "cat" idea into my head. I like cats, as long as they aren't rubbing their hair on me or jumping into my lap and they aren't in the house and they aren't mine. But, I had a weak moment. A free kitten was offered and I needed some serious leverage. Z wins most of the battles around this house, but not this time my friends. This cat is the bartering tool I've been dreaming of. I dangle it in front of her pee-laden bladder all the day long. (Figuratively speaking, I don't physically dangle the cat in front of her, although that may work) And you know what, progress is finally being made. I'm seeing glimpses of Z's future and they don't involve kids pointing and laughing at her diaper clad bum in Kindergarten.

4th of July Fun

Cousins.

Water balloons. Volleyball tournament.

I want to squeeze this kid all the day long, he's so stinking cute.

Fun at the Firth reunion. Love is in the air. YEEEHAWW. He is getting hitched and we couldn't be happier to have Angela in the family.

Zannah took an impromptu swim while we were racing stick boats at the well. We had an excellent photographer who captured the whole ordeal. I was impressed with Z's doggy-paddling skills and bravery, not one single tear.

A new trampoline and 6 adults playing "crack the egg"

Is always going to end in one broken nose

Bucket List Check Off

Many months ago, a highschool friend began planning a bike trip across Idaho. After all it is our 10 year reunion and we like to make things memorable. She talked 5 of us into purchasing road bikes and taking 6 days (we finished it in 5 days!) out of our normal lives to go on an adventure and I'm glad she did. We started on the Wyoming border and biked across Idaho to the Oregon border. I learned that you can push your body to do hard things and with these girls have a good time all the while.
Meet the Crew:
Maryann--the Boss, instigator of the trip and creator of most of our wild adventures. Trish: Die-hard runner. Got up and ran every morning BEFORE our 85 miles of biking. Only fell over once.....those darn clip on shoes. Bobbi: Can climb hills like nobody's business. And I would have to award her the "whined the least" award. Nicona (on the left) Tough as beans and sweet as honey, always has been and always will be. These two rocked some killer outifts. Annie: (on the right) Definitely the most fearless when it came to downhills, she was speedy. I really tried to convince her that she should do hair commercials since she has the most fabulous, thick, healthy hair. I just tried to keep up with these girls and devour as much as food as possible on each break. I had a fear of starving between pit-stops. Day One: (Wyoming Border) Driggs to Mud Lake
Waited in the truck for a snowstorm to pass. Stinking cold, but beautiful country. At various points we each had very painful thigh cramps. Pretty glad when the day was over. Camped at a pretty lake. Tinfoil dinners never tasted so good. Talked and laughed past midnight (which became a nightly occurrence and my favorite part of the trip).

Day Two: Mud Lake to Arco

Better weather, except headwind was nasty. Let's face it City of Rocks isn't exciting landscape. Bless KOA's and their hot showers. No leg cramping, but shoulder/neck pain never goes away. Below was our nightly accomodations.
Day Three: Arco to Fairfield

Weather good. We are all excited to get past the halfway mark. The truck transmission went out at a rest area at the last mile of the day, perfect timing. Generous husbands came to the rescue at 1 AM.

Day Four: Fairfield to Grandview

I prayed constantly riding out of the canyon into Mountain Home. Narrow shoulder, big hills, and lots of traffic scared the poop out of me. The fastest my bike clocked was 35 mph. Slept and showered at my house.

Day Five: Grandview to Homedale (Oregon border)

Best weather yet. Because we pushed the other days, the last day was an easy peasy 60 miles. Also made easier because our muscles were finally getting used to the daily routine now that it was over....isn't that how life goes.

No one was injured on the trip and not one flat tire.....now that is amazing.

385 miles!!