End of day 1
While making s’mores
TheBoy “How long do we let the marshmallow burn?”
Lilbit “Until its AWESOME!!”

8:50 Cowboy breakfast=awesome. Also just saw the tallest woman EVER.

10:00 At the Lewis & Clark interpretive center. So cool. Saw a deer outside.

12:30pm Just saw the lighthouse. Was not aware it was going to be a hike of that caliber

Jon told Lilbit we were going to see a volcano tomorrow morning. He then proceeded to explain how a volcano works by using an analogy of vomiting. Lilbit is so very excited he can barely stand it.

Remainder of day 2 consisted of a seafood lunch, walk on the boardwalk & chilling at the campground. Lilbit actually asked to go to bed.

07/29/11, MST

7:25am I made a grave tactical error by wearing flip flops in a vehicle that my hubs controls the air.

8:15am We just saw a one room school house/church. I am so not kidding.

9:00am I want to stop & pet a baby cow. My husband is not enthusiastic about this idea.

9:31am S’mores poptarts & raspberry tea…breakfast of champs.

9:33am My husband is blowing Cornnuts breath on me. His eye already looked like that. Really.

11:00am Took a break from reading to take the cutest pic of the boys.

11:45am Our first semi (emotional) breakdown. I asked Lilbit to wash his hands after he went to the bathroom. Apparently he hates washing his hands.

12:00 We just passed a Trader Joe’s. I might have whimpered & pawed at the window.

12:50pm Couple on a tandem recumbant bike, pulling a trailer, in the Cascades. Insane.

3:30pm Somehow ended up in the middle of a timed road rally. That was fun.

4:45pm We are in a tsunami hazard zone. So awesome.

6:45pm At campground, boys setting up tents then getting dinner & going to the beach before making s’mores.

I had a funny post mentally composed about how yoga damn near killed me but as it turns out, some bug is doing that. I slept approximately 20 out of 24 hrs and just sitting at the table addressing cards & making lunches wore me out today. I hurt, I struggle to breathe at times. In short, I’m pretty pathetic. Trying to get in w/a doc tomorrow. As much as I hate that, I can’t afford to be down & out.

Day 23 – I am grateful for my son’s friends and that he has surrounded himself (mostly) with remarkably responsible, respectful and enjoyable kids.

Day 24 – Facebook…I love the connection to people we wouldn’t get to interact with on a regular basis otherwise

Day 25 – Loving in-laws. I know I mentioned our families before but I also know that being unconditionally accepted & loved by one’s in-laws isn’t usually considered normal.

I finally set up mobile blogging. I may not post anymore often but its cool.

It’s official. We’re married. Happily married. The day was wonderful. I’ll give details tomorrow. Or Tuesday. The younger two boys are with their mother. Mine stayed w/my family at their hotel last night and will be staying with Jon’s sister tonight while we enjoy an evening at the Anniversary Inn. So…I’ll just talk to you later, okay?

My take on Velvet Verbosity’s 100 word challenge this week (am I late? oops…)

The sound flowed from her headphones, winding its way through her. She sighed as unseen colors swirled and pulsated, wrapping around her, cradling her from the stress and worries of the outside world. Nothing mattered at this moment. For now the inbox full of requests was closed; she wouldn’t hear the phone ringing persistently in the background. She relaxed as haunting melodies soothed her thoughts; she settled as her breathing and heart beat began to match the steady bass. And she smiled as her fingers snapped along with the rhythm. For now, all that existed was her and the music.

First of all let me say, roller derby practice rocked. I discovered muscles I’d forgotten existed. There was one skill I could NOT do and declared my intense hatred for it loudly…which prompted them to lead us through an equally detestable drill to develop said hated skill. But I finally managed to do it making the drill well worth the pain. I also fell. Lots.  And laughed. Lots. And limped for a couple of days. And I loved it all.

But it’s expensive. I mean compared to some other hobbies maybe not. The equipment is pricey but it’s not like it wears out often. But until I get my own equipment there’s rental fees. And monthly dues. It’s cash I can’t justify spending. I don’t even know that I’ll have it to spend. So by yesterday afternoon I’d come to the conclusion that as much I REALLY wanted to do this, it wasn’t in the cards right now. I practiced saying it all the way home. “I’ve decided not to do derby. It’s just too expensive.” I said it over and over until I could almost utter the words without crying.  But as silly as I knew it was, I still cried when I told Jon.  He wants me to do it. He’s encouraging me to continue at least until I have to start paying montly dues. I’m still hesitant. If it was this hard to let go of the dream after ONE practice, how much more disappointed will I be after four? Or maybe I’ll be more prepared. I don’t know. There’s also the family and church schedule to consider.  I thought I had that figured out too but now I’m second guessing because it means forcing the rest of the family’s Sunday to cater to my plans. 

It’s disappointing but I should’ve thought it through better before getting so excited. I gave myself last night to wallow and cry. Now it’s time to quit acting like a spoiled brat.