Saturday, September 27, 2008
A small word of caution
Okay, I just want to make sure you all understand that Notes From the Writing Chair is meant to be a public blog. Well, this one is public, too, but really only our family and friends are going to take the time to read it. My writing blog is meant to be read by lots of complete strangers. I posted the link on a public bulletin board at Mindflights, and I know there are people looking at it that I don't know at all. That's what it was intended for, and I am glad. I just wanted to make sure you know that people we don't know will probably be reading your comments, too, so be a little careful that you're not saying anything you wouldn't want strangers reading. So far, I have loved and appreciated all of your comments over there. I just felt impressed to make sure we're on the same page. Love you all!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Nebo Loop
Our drive around the Nebo Loop on Sunday was not as colorful as we might have hoped. Most of the quakies hadn't even turned yet. But it was still a nice drive. It's always a nice drive. Of course, I haven't attempted it in the dead of winter.
This is as close as we could get to Xander looking at the camera. I love the sneer on Rusty.
Yo, Daddy. You the man!
This is as close as we could get to Xander looking at the camera. I love the sneer on Rusty.
Yo, Daddy. You the man!Sunday, September 21, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Birthdays and such
My latest attempt to get their teeth brushed:
Camary turned four on the 13th:
Cute pic of Xander on Camary's birthday:
We went mini-golfing!
Ryan is listening to BYU obliterate UCLA 59-0
Tracy and I had birthdays last week, too, but no one took pictures. Here is one last shot of Xander last night, wildly tired, but refusing to sleep:
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Random Thoughts
See that caption under the picture of our yard in the previous post? That was taken almost three weeks ago, and Friday we finally got going on the sprinkler system. Nothing like hand-digging in the Rocky Mountains!
I read Lindsay's and Tiffany's posts about how great Labor Day was. So here's an account of our Labor Day. We collected an entire month's worth of rain in our pants at the Payson Onion Days parade. Ryan was marching with the band, but we knew it was going to rain, so I had quite the debate in my head over whether to go or not. I chose poorly. Things were great at first, overcast and cool. But then it dumped on us for probably 20 minutes, then we got pelted with hail and the temperature dropped to about 50 degrees. Angie escaped with Xander back to the car before the worst of it, and before the first part of the parade even got to us. Then the rest of us followed after we had been soaked to the bone, which only took a couple of minutes. But Camary insisted on seeing the parade, so I took her back out to the chairs when everything let up and we got to see some of the "princesses" (Camary's term) huddling together on their floats, and there was a ton of candy floating down the gutter. Unlike the wimps from Spanish Fork, who were running down the road passing other parade entries, Ryan and his band were still marching and playing as they came by. And by the way, who thought it was a good idea to throw hard candy at a parade? I mean, if it doesn't knock somebody out, it shatters all over the sidewalk or the road. And when there's a foot of water flowing down the street, STOP HANDING OUT PAPER FLIERS. Especially when they're printed on an ink-jet printer.
And finally, Finlay's soccer team continued its romp through the U8 Elk Ridge soccer league on Tuesday, winning 7-0. Alright, so they've only played two games. But they haven't given up a goal yet and everyone seems to be having a good time.
I read Lindsay's and Tiffany's posts about how great Labor Day was. So here's an account of our Labor Day. We collected an entire month's worth of rain in our pants at the Payson Onion Days parade. Ryan was marching with the band, but we knew it was going to rain, so I had quite the debate in my head over whether to go or not. I chose poorly. Things were great at first, overcast and cool. But then it dumped on us for probably 20 minutes, then we got pelted with hail and the temperature dropped to about 50 degrees. Angie escaped with Xander back to the car before the worst of it, and before the first part of the parade even got to us. Then the rest of us followed after we had been soaked to the bone, which only took a couple of minutes. But Camary insisted on seeing the parade, so I took her back out to the chairs when everything let up and we got to see some of the "princesses" (Camary's term) huddling together on their floats, and there was a ton of candy floating down the gutter. Unlike the wimps from Spanish Fork, who were running down the road passing other parade entries, Ryan and his band were still marching and playing as they came by. And by the way, who thought it was a good idea to throw hard candy at a parade? I mean, if it doesn't knock somebody out, it shatters all over the sidewalk or the road. And when there's a foot of water flowing down the street, STOP HANDING OUT PAPER FLIERS. Especially when they're printed on an ink-jet printer.
And finally, Finlay's soccer team continued its romp through the U8 Elk Ridge soccer league on Tuesday, winning 7-0. Alright, so they've only played two games. But they haven't given up a goal yet and everyone seems to be having a good time.
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