September 30, 2010

Creature Feature

This one time...a week ago, I went to the beach.

I was strolling along the shore, enjoying the feel of the sand in between my toes and the waves crashing in trying to suck me out into the abyss...when suddenly a strange creature washed up right in front of me.

Sadly. My first thought upon seeing him was "YUM!". I know. I have issues.

I got over the initial urge to eat him, it was really cool to see a crab up close.


Their little faces are really cool.


He was struggling in the surf so eventually we helped him out a bit and he escaped.

Late that night I paid $19 a lb to eat...crab.

September 29, 2010

You're rats with wings!

Rats with wings like spaghetti.

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine"

Rats with wings have no manners.

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine"

Rats with wings eat a lot of sand...that's got to hurt coming out the other end.

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine"

My Dad thought it was really funny to make the rats with wings wear the spaghetti.

The rat with wings was then ruthlessly pecked to death by the other rats with wings.


Kidding.

September 21, 2010

Doesn't get much better than this!

A week on the Oregon coast with family pretty much says it all.

This was us the first night. We weren't there two minutes before ripping off the shoes and hitting the sand.

The Oregon Coast is generally known for being overcast and rainy but we lucked out and got four days of sun! And then three gorgeous rainy days. Luckily it's amazing rainy as well.

We had beautiful views from our back porch. The house was right on the beach.



This beautiful baby was such a joy.

She loved the fire.


We are a card playing family. My mom and aunt cheat...just saying.


Have you redeemed yourself yet Eric?

Lot's of yummy food was consumed.

We ate crab and fresh fish and handmade pasta and all sorts of other yummy things.

We of course went to the Tillamook Cheese Factory for cheese samples and ice cream.

If you look closely you will notice that JB has three different kinds of fried potatoes in front of him. We like to eat well-rounded meals.

Lot's of pictures in front of this giant rock


My cute dad.


Oh wait! I've saved the best two images for last.


Her tongue hanging out is my favorite part.

And then there is this

Seriously. My heart melts every time I see it. JB wanted to wear his cape to look for shells. Just this tiny little person in a cape on a big empty beach. I'm done.

Don't worry. There are a lot more images coming. I'm trying to pace myself. What did the rest of you do the past week?

September 9, 2010

So smelling like mosquito repellent is NOT a turn on?

I LOVE this body oil.

Aveda Energizing Composition

I slather it on after every shower. It smells so good (to me) and leaves my dry skin soft and not at all oily. I recommend it to everyone.

I really have never doubted my love for it...that is until last Sunday.

I went to dinner at the Bishop's house after church with everyone and was sitting next to a guy in the ward, when he leans over and says "you smell like one of those mosquito candles." After wiping the "mildly" shocked look off my face, i said "huh?' He said "you know, those citronella candles."

Well that just blew me away! The body oil contains Jasmine, Jojoba oil, Lavender, Sage and Sweet orange oil. No citronella or even lemon! But we double checked. He smelled my arm and it was me.

Well blah i thought. I don't want to smell like a mosquito candle! That's not going to get a guy interested! Unless he is really into camping...which might not be so bad i guess.

Anyway...i still love the stuff and don't want to give it up. Do any of you that are close enough to smell me think that i smell like mosquito repellent? Do any of you use this and have you ever gotten that comment?

I'm all confused.

September 2, 2010

Have I told you lately that I love you?

If you worked at Camp Loll...you will understand that title. If not...well, I love you :-)

I worked at a Boy Scout camp up in the Tetons for three years, about 10 years ago. I loved it and have wanted to go back ever since. One of the many reasons i loved camp was these girls:


Eight girls spending three months in the middle of nowhere with no electricity, no flushing toilets, mice for bed-mates, grasshoppers in the soup, BBQ sauce, peeping toms and 300 crazy boy scouts tends to create a lifelong bond...or lifelong dislike ;-)

These ones i like. Which is good because one of them became my sister-in-law. All three of my brothers worked there and one of them was smart enough to marry Jayne. Camps creates all sort of bonds. hehe. But really, how blessed am I? Very.

We shared so much and helped each other through hard times. And ten years later we are still friends. We have all changed so much...yet really not at all. There are a few husbands in the mix now and several children, and in my case a few more pounds, but it's amazing how much we have not changed.

This is DeAnne and her husband Cortney (they also met at a scout camp!)

Sadly we don't see each other as much as we like.

We finally got together Sunday evening and as usual it felt like no time had passed.

Which basically means laughing a lot.

This is us eleven years ago...also laughing



And here we are now. See! Haven't changed at all. Well, we probably smell better now...

Heidi, Heathen, Me, Jayne and DeAnne. Ah the strange and unsanitary experiences we have shared....

The cute redhead in the front? She is my friend who also happens to be my sister-in-law.

She gave birth to these ankle biters:




Which i can't thank her enough for. They are my babies.

I mean they came from her womb...but whatever. Details.

Heathen also has beautiful babies and this one came with her.

Seriously. Look at that face. Just like his mom ;-)

And they all got along!

I think camp friendships are passed along genetically.

And someday when my kids (being optimistic here!!) are old enough I will be sending them to work at camp. It will change their lives and they will make friendships that will never end.

Love you girls!

Jack Kelly Please


When you pick up a newspaper do you ever get urge to slam it back down on the table and yell "These is for the newsies!!"

No?

Hmmm. Must just be me.