Victoria may be out numbered...but she does have a height advantage!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
In Camp
Future convention water pourers in training. They were very good comrades in this worthy endevour.
And more work being done, ice cream in the making.
Can you tell that she is getting faint from waiting? Goofy kid.
Success! 
The requisite marshmallow, I have to say that this one looks perfect! I want one just like that...now.
The working man's pants, can get a bit doity.
Sharing his ice cream....aww! (Well, who knows what he was sharing?)
Happy ice cream face!Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Cooper Lake
Assembly of the Origami Swan was put to by these brothers. It held the usual intrigue.
Waiting in the shade was prudent and they had the best seats for the circus that was unfolding. Horses going down to the water to drink, assembly of above mentioned boat, overloading a boat with gear, kids, wife, and dog and other folks leaving, also with a couple of dogs. 4th of July weekend is a busy place on a body of water.
Brett took a spill off Mom and Dads bed and got some angry looking marks. In spite of that he is a very handsome fellow.
Grant was not waiting for the boats to get in the water. He was in that very cold water for several hours. Good thing it was such a hot day!
This is one of my favorite pictures - I love the reflections.
Nap time?
Victoria was brave to get in the boat with such an inexperienced skipper.
Brian shuttled all the kids and Andrea back to the other side while some of us stayed and provided fresh meat for hungry mosquitoes. Oops, left the skeeter dope on the other side!
Anyone know what kind of flower this is?
Relaxing.....this was definitely taken after we found the deet.Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Mountain Man Dan
We enjoyed a pre-camping camping trip with Troy and the boys. Beth stayed behind to go to a bridal shower, and then the kids and I left for Wyoming from camp. Helped make the day a little shorter for driving. Troy helped Gentry get things ready for the rest of the crew coming in a couple of weeks. Danny was dragging around a shovel right before I took this picture, I missed that shot but this is pretty cute too. Flashback: Last day of school
A couple of our young friends work at this fine eating establishment that cooks up great burgers, fries and malts, so we had to go try it out to celebrate the last day of school! I loved the oldies music and the food was awesome!
Lisa was able to join us since she stayed with Beth for a few days while her parents were away for a funeral. Afterwards, Beth and I went shopping and what a fun and successful little "quick run to make a return" we had! Bonus!Wednesday, July 1, 2009
And I am very thankful!
Convention was the best ever. How could we ever explain?
I enjoyed so many things including the scenery all the way to and from, Washington, Idaho, Montana and Wyoming are all beautiful and the greenest I have seen them in many years. The grass is so long and lush, the rivers were roaring and some where still muddy, especially in Wyoming. Clean mountain air and beautiful sky's will not soon be forgotten. And the smell of sage!!! How I love and miss it.
But as lovely as all that was, it is the people that we saw and the message we heard that is the nearest and dearest to me. So for my own memories sake I will list in no particular order some that we saw that have made me very thankful and make me feel more....whole. You may know some of them too. Of course listing them by first name only, you'll have to guess-
Dad and Elaine;Lana and Graham; Ty; Alisa; Lorraine and Rich; Virginia, Damon, Jessica, Amber, Amy, and Mitchel; Jean and Brian, with all of their 5 children; Karen and Dave; Will and Shelley and boys; Scott and Rene with Chet and one on the way; Aunt Dorothy; Jim and Gwen; Nate and Lorraine with Sawyer; Jim, his mom Jane, and sister Debbie, Scott and Lisa and 3 children, Lisa and husband who I can't quite remember his name, twin sister to Elaine, and their two girls, Will and Kathy, Susie and George, Press and Nelda, Carrie T. and daughter Sandy, Albert and Sherri T., and the rest of the T. crew Eric P; Jana P, Eacel and Dennis and family; George and Cammy L with all of thier children; Morris and Milly and all their girls with their families; Wayne and Wanda; Brett; Shawna M; Randy and Sandy M and all their kids, Harold M and grandson; Lillian M; Meryle D and all his girls (and families) ; Ed and Teri and all the kids with families; Bonnie and Darrel, Lex; Roger and Dawn; Donna from Riverton, Debbie L (maiden name) from Albin girls- Ainslee and Lindsey, and Todd L daughter; Tyler G;Lorna and Garland; Joni and family; Carilee? and her beau....just a beginning I am sure but I have enjoyed thinking of each and every one as they come to mind!
So sweet to see all and there were many I had hoped to see who weren't able to come due to age or work- Uncle Andy, Eli and Michelle and new baby....etc.
I also saw many of my fellow bloggers who I only know slightly, and unfortunately for me I had several bouts of shyness that did not allow me to introduce myself and get to know you one on one. For that I am very sorry!
Another regret is that I was so in the moment, every moment (thankfully) that I forgot to take pictures!
I enjoyed so many things including the scenery all the way to and from, Washington, Idaho, Montana and Wyoming are all beautiful and the greenest I have seen them in many years. The grass is so long and lush, the rivers were roaring and some where still muddy, especially in Wyoming. Clean mountain air and beautiful sky's will not soon be forgotten. And the smell of sage!!! How I love and miss it.
But as lovely as all that was, it is the people that we saw and the message we heard that is the nearest and dearest to me. So for my own memories sake I will list in no particular order some that we saw that have made me very thankful and make me feel more....whole. You may know some of them too. Of course listing them by first name only, you'll have to guess-
Dad and Elaine;Lana and Graham; Ty; Alisa; Lorraine and Rich; Virginia, Damon, Jessica, Amber, Amy, and Mitchel; Jean and Brian, with all of their 5 children; Karen and Dave; Will and Shelley and boys; Scott and Rene with Chet and one on the way; Aunt Dorothy; Jim and Gwen; Nate and Lorraine with Sawyer; Jim, his mom Jane, and sister Debbie, Scott and Lisa and 3 children, Lisa and husband who I can't quite remember his name, twin sister to Elaine, and their two girls, Will and Kathy, Susie and George, Press and Nelda, Carrie T. and daughter Sandy, Albert and Sherri T., and the rest of the T. crew Eric P; Jana P, Eacel and Dennis and family; George and Cammy L with all of thier children; Morris and Milly and all their girls with their families; Wayne and Wanda; Brett; Shawna M; Randy and Sandy M and all their kids, Harold M and grandson; Lillian M; Meryle D and all his girls (and families) ; Ed and Teri and all the kids with families; Bonnie and Darrel, Lex; Roger and Dawn; Donna from Riverton, Debbie L (maiden name) from Albin girls- Ainslee and Lindsey, and Todd L daughter; Tyler G;Lorna and Garland; Joni and family; Carilee? and her beau....just a beginning I am sure but I have enjoyed thinking of each and every one as they come to mind!
So sweet to see all and there were many I had hoped to see who weren't able to come due to age or work- Uncle Andy, Eli and Michelle and new baby....etc.
I also saw many of my fellow bloggers who I only know slightly, and unfortunately for me I had several bouts of shyness that did not allow me to introduce myself and get to know you one on one. For that I am very sorry!
Another regret is that I was so in the moment, every moment (thankfully) that I forgot to take pictures!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
"Once Upon A Dark Nightmare"
This is a story written by Grant as an end of the year writing project. He really enjoyed this and didn't want to stop! He did a great job- said his FLC teacher and his proud momma.
"Once Upon A Dark Nightmare"
It was a dark cloudy day, no birds chirping, no green things living, horns honking, people screaming, and the ground was not visible for all the trash. Joe, unfortunately, lived in this wretched town in New York. Joe was very intelligent but still had no sense of humor and had a permanent frown and a hate for the town he lived in. The only friends he had were his neighbors and his very best school friend. He would have been the happiest person if not for his town, his attitude, and his whole life. Sometimes Joe would wake up and pretend he had billions of friends, a nice green sunny pasture, and a big house with a barn full of horses and cows. Then he would look around the room and begin to realize that he was never going to get out of this tiny apartment in the city.
Joe's parents always tried to make him happy but he always seemed to not accept the opportunity to be happy. He would simple say, "Thanks." in a bored kind of tone and then get on with his life. His parents almost gave up on trying to make him happy when they found he loved to read fantasy books. He would even crack a tiny smile when he got a new book. He would read them by the dozen and one time he even laughed a squeak of a laugh. Joe would go to school with his library card and as soon as the bell rang for the end of school he would be running to the library. The only reason he loved the books was he could imagine the fun it would be to ride the white horses and slay the dragon, or solve the mystery, or fly in the skies. When he wasn't reading books he was moping about with dark eyes and wearing his frown.
Things went on like this for years that seemed so slow that you could still see yesterday through the fog. Joe was 19 now, he still had a permanent frown, and still read fairy tales, but something was different; he had a driver's license! His parents always said that fairy tales and driving don't mix. As time went on things got worse, the economy was bad, gas prices were up, and his money was down. He thought he had only one choice: to leave home. He talked to his parents for hours late one night and finally convinced them that he was responsible and could find a job somewhere. The boy he had once been was all grown up and gone. Once upon a dark nightmare, there was a young man on a mission to find true happiness.
The journey he took was not alone, his neighbors and friends came along too. His friend Dan was 20, selfish, and kind of dull. Sean was 18 with the presentiment that everything would go wrong. Seth was 19 and he was just plain mean. The journey started the next week in a minivan loaded with suit cases. They had two tents, two air mattresses, and lots of lanterns, batteries, and flashlights. The plan was to go find a remote location to live with a big back yard and a spacious neighborhood. The place they were looking for was in the mountains. The Appalachian Mountains were the best place for people that wanted to leave the crowded city filled with noise and pollution.
One day they were searching for a tent site near what looked like a rain forest that hadn't been touched for years, when a scream came out from behind them and Dan was gone! The next thing they heard was the splatter of mud. He had fallen into a deep hole of quicksand. Dan fell painfully slow, running out of oxygen, when he felt something. It was a doorknob. Out of instinct he pulled the door slowly to find a spider inhabited, sideways palace, that was actually filled with fresh air. He was astonished to find many more doors leading to more rooms, and stairs, rugs, sofas, and other plentiful and luxurious furnishings. Above the underground palace, there was crying and mourning. When the mourners heard a voice that said, "Wow, sweet!" it made them all stop crying. Then Joe spied it; a corner of a roof and a vent. The sudden feeling of happiness was so surprising for Joe. They climbed through the vent to see Dan and his palace.
This is the hard part, saying that the story is done, but the lives of "Jolly Joe and his Friends" went on for a long time after the ending of this story. Joe was able to stop reading his fairy tales because now he was living one.
The End.
"Once Upon A Dark Nightmare"
It was a dark cloudy day, no birds chirping, no green things living, horns honking, people screaming, and the ground was not visible for all the trash. Joe, unfortunately, lived in this wretched town in New York. Joe was very intelligent but still had no sense of humor and had a permanent frown and a hate for the town he lived in. The only friends he had were his neighbors and his very best school friend. He would have been the happiest person if not for his town, his attitude, and his whole life. Sometimes Joe would wake up and pretend he had billions of friends, a nice green sunny pasture, and a big house with a barn full of horses and cows. Then he would look around the room and begin to realize that he was never going to get out of this tiny apartment in the city.
Joe's parents always tried to make him happy but he always seemed to not accept the opportunity to be happy. He would simple say, "Thanks." in a bored kind of tone and then get on with his life. His parents almost gave up on trying to make him happy when they found he loved to read fantasy books. He would even crack a tiny smile when he got a new book. He would read them by the dozen and one time he even laughed a squeak of a laugh. Joe would go to school with his library card and as soon as the bell rang for the end of school he would be running to the library. The only reason he loved the books was he could imagine the fun it would be to ride the white horses and slay the dragon, or solve the mystery, or fly in the skies. When he wasn't reading books he was moping about with dark eyes and wearing his frown.
Things went on like this for years that seemed so slow that you could still see yesterday through the fog. Joe was 19 now, he still had a permanent frown, and still read fairy tales, but something was different; he had a driver's license! His parents always said that fairy tales and driving don't mix. As time went on things got worse, the economy was bad, gas prices were up, and his money was down. He thought he had only one choice: to leave home. He talked to his parents for hours late one night and finally convinced them that he was responsible and could find a job somewhere. The boy he had once been was all grown up and gone. Once upon a dark nightmare, there was a young man on a mission to find true happiness.
The journey he took was not alone, his neighbors and friends came along too. His friend Dan was 20, selfish, and kind of dull. Sean was 18 with the presentiment that everything would go wrong. Seth was 19 and he was just plain mean. The journey started the next week in a minivan loaded with suit cases. They had two tents, two air mattresses, and lots of lanterns, batteries, and flashlights. The plan was to go find a remote location to live with a big back yard and a spacious neighborhood. The place they were looking for was in the mountains. The Appalachian Mountains were the best place for people that wanted to leave the crowded city filled with noise and pollution.
One day they were searching for a tent site near what looked like a rain forest that hadn't been touched for years, when a scream came out from behind them and Dan was gone! The next thing they heard was the splatter of mud. He had fallen into a deep hole of quicksand. Dan fell painfully slow, running out of oxygen, when he felt something. It was a doorknob. Out of instinct he pulled the door slowly to find a spider inhabited, sideways palace, that was actually filled with fresh air. He was astonished to find many more doors leading to more rooms, and stairs, rugs, sofas, and other plentiful and luxurious furnishings. Above the underground palace, there was crying and mourning. When the mourners heard a voice that said, "Wow, sweet!" it made them all stop crying. Then Joe spied it; a corner of a roof and a vent. The sudden feeling of happiness was so surprising for Joe. They climbed through the vent to see Dan and his palace.
This is the hard part, saying that the story is done, but the lives of "Jolly Joe and his Friends" went on for a long time after the ending of this story. Joe was able to stop reading his fairy tales because now he was living one.
The End.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Campfire Tortillas
I had Victoria manning the "Victoria"....the tortilla press has her name right on it and as she said, "Mom, this is really fun!" I feel hopeful that she will do it again! And it really is fun! I did the flipping job, and that is fun too.
Almost looks like a black and white picture except for the little glimpses of fire. OK, Nanny and Pops, looks like we can do this at camp or at home, whichever works out the best when you come visit! This last trip I forgot to take the press, and so just smooshed the tortillas with the skillet. It left the "Lodge Logic" imprint on all of the tortillas, but it did work. How very logical.Friday, June 12, 2009
Too-much-to-do-forgetfulness-wacky-syndrome
I think the diagnosis is too much to do that it is making me not stop and get the facts, causing me to do dumb things like planning on taking V. out of school a couple days early to go to Cody convention. Come to find out it is a week later than I was thinking. Why I didn't write it on my calendar instead of trying to use my unreliable memory I do not know. Memory is recognizing when you have made the same mistake before. Smile.
Now I have a disappointed, unmotivated kid, and I have to rethink and replan the whole rest of the month. Couldn't sleep because of the mental work this required and now I am tired as well. Brother!
On the bright side, it is a lovely cooler day here today and I got a whole pie plate of strawberries from my strawberry patch, last year I only got a handfull! Yeah!
Now I have a disappointed, unmotivated kid, and I have to rethink and replan the whole rest of the month. Couldn't sleep because of the mental work this required and now I am tired as well. Brother!
On the bright side, it is a lovely cooler day here today and I got a whole pie plate of strawberries from my strawberry patch, last year I only got a handfull! Yeah!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Picnic Pie
Oops, I forgot to take along a rolling pin. I used a window cleaner bottle (it should be clean right?). I also did not have any thing wonderful to roll it out on so I got it part way on a piece of foil (worked better than I feared), then had to hand form it. Lumpy pie crust, but I got it to fit.
Strawberry Rhubarb pie ready for the oven. Improvised on the "daisy" and used the lid to one of the spice jars to cut out the circle and the petals.
And my hard working husband finally got to see pie cooling on the pie shelf he built with great hopes a long time ago. Pie connoisseurs can tell me if this is good or not: the pie crust turned out to be crunchy, crisp. Is that a bad thing or a good thing? It was not the classic "flaky". What did I do wrong? It did taste pretty nice all the same!
Monday, June 8, 2009
Your Beautiful Goat Eyes.
Grant was busy breaking rocks to "see" what was inside, and found this lovely set of goat eyes. He had a "hard" time seeing anything through them though.
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