Nascascott News

4th of July

2008-09-07T16:44:00.000-07:00

There is nothing like being with family for 4th of July holiday. Thanks to Joan I. we had a blast with friends and family.

K and Scotty were in charge of Popcorn. It was so nice not being called "the Popcorn Lady" for a once.

Daddy Pops.
Daddy lounges.

Daddy serves.

With the help and reassurance of cousins, the boys get reacquainted with water and start to love the lake. They paddled and swam all afternoon. Though at first they were a little leery.

Ryry could not possibly be any cuter.

Tent it out back.

2008-09-07T16:28:00.001-07:00

Well, one weekend we do the whole camp out in the back yard thing with the boys. But by 5:30 Daddy goes in to his own dark bedroom to sleep in. Then by 6:30 BIG B and K go in to watch cartoons, mom follows. But little Ryry is so tired he sleeps in till 9AM. Though I went to check on him frequently. There he is all cozy in the sleeping bag, one leg out and Monkey tucked in his arms as usual.

OOOUUHH!

2008-09-07T16:23:00.000-07:00

What the heck is he smiling about? And why is K yelling ooouuuuh!!!!

Oh, parents that actually like each other. Now their big thing is to yell and chant in unison, KISS, KISS, KISS!!!

Boys on bikes.

2008-09-07T16:19:00.000-07:00

Plus one girl. Yea, our 1st bike ride with no bike trailer, no diapers, and no wining!!! yea, time to celebrate.

Nana's card.

2008-09-07T16:15:00.000-07:00

My mom loves to make and give great birthday cards. One of my personal favorites is one of her poster cards supplied with lots of yummy treats. It's basically a story or poem with treats in place of certain words. Thanks mom, you are fantastic.

Back yard adventure.

2008-09-07T16:02:00.000-07:00

So, I call for the boys and they don't come. I call and call and there is no answer. Finally, after 4-5 min I supply myself with the camera and head out to the backyard, no boys. I hike to the back and crawl under the barb wire fence.

Finally I hear them. Way out in our nieghbors 10 acres they have made a boys adventure land for themselves with the help of the girl next door.

Wow I remember doing stuff like this when I was a kid. I didn't know they had the courage to go beyond the fence. It's kind of neat to see then out there trapsing around: collecting moss, swinging from trees, falling waist deep into mud pool. Poor Ryry.

Skunk Cancells Church...

2008-09-07T15:55:00.000-07:00

One Spring sunday we get a call that church has been cancelled do to an unerving smell (possibly skunk) in the building. Well, we just had Primary at home. Water color and crayons and we can show our thankfulness for fish. OK, so I teach the Sunbeams, but my older two will do any art project.

Play Bunny Boys

2008-09-07T15:46:00.000-07:00

My kids doing their usual thing. Though I haven't blogged for while, I still have tons of photos. I love my kids, can you tell.

Old Robe Trail hike!!

2008-09-07T15:36:00.000-07:00

Hiking was one thing we just

did not get to do enough of this summer. Two week of sunshine was not enough for us to enjoy the summer to the fullest. Though earlyier in the spring we got some good ones in. The giant caves at this old railroad were amazing. Scary gigantic rock and mudslides scattered the old railroad. And the sun was so nice. We shouldn't have taken those few days for granted.

Too Little for Boggle

2008-09-07T15:25:00.001-07:00

Ryry is growing like crazy and still working on letters. But he is such a good sport while Nana and Big B play Boggle.

This is just a tipical Sunday afternoon.

Scott's 41

2008-09-07T14:55:00.000-07:00

Yea, I'm married to 41 year old total Hottie. I can brag. He feels soooo old cause of a little (a head) gray hair and some laugh lines (wrinkles), but isn't it true men get sexier with age : Sean Conory, Mel Gibson, George Clooney & Scotty!!! I'm still working on his wardrobe though.

But thanks to "Aunt" Heidi and Avery the boys look good. Thanks for the hand-me-downs we love them.

Oooh, is that one of my kids drinking a pop, wow and it's documented. It's probably some organic all natural soda. LOL

The Flying Nana

2008-04-14T21:24:00.000-07:00

They think they have the coolest Nana. "She spoils us with treats, reads us stories, and jumps us high." What Nana wouldn't love three crazy, cute, wide eyed little men. They keep us young at heart and help us see the wonder and fun in the world.

K is 6

2008-04-14T21:08:00.000-07:00

Yea, I'm a little late getting this out. Finally uploaded the pics. But our little man is getting older and a Tie-Dye party was his choice of celebration.

Wow, these kids get creative. And what boy doesn't love green frosting and green teeth (and green #2).

I think Scott is a reincarnations of my Uncle Smokey and my mom loves having a brother to tease and goof off with.

Enjoying Their History

2008-04-14T12:21:00.000-07:00

I have not scrap booked in a while. Too much blogging (LOL)But, now I see how important it is. The Boys enjoy sitting together and looking back in time- at months and years past. They comment on their memories and tell each other stories of what they remember (or what Scott & I have told them about). It is a heart warming moment.

I have noticed while"blogging" that I journal more and am way more selective about which photos to use. I think my scrapbooks will be soo much better!!!

Oh it's gone.

2008-03-29T16:15:00.000-07:00

Yup I went for the "inverted bob". Wish it was a little more stacked in back. Oh, well. It's fun and of course- I don't have the nack for styling it like Mike. They always make me look so good when I leave. Then I get home and after 10 min in the bathroom I just leave.

The Sweetest Thing

2008-03-29T15:11:00.000-07:00

Brotherly love does exist.

The paint will come out, eventurally!

2008-03-29T14:51:00.000-07:00

Well, a few weeks ago we had some fabulous weather. I'm talking Capri's and sandals.

The boys were out side getting creative and Big B decides they need to paint the Club House. I happen to have yellow (the old living room color).

So with brushes and the grubbiest clothes we could find, they spent the whole day painting.

What creative little men!!!

Ry felt like such a big boy being able to use Dad's brushes

It only has taken about 2 weeks to get the paint out of their hair.

Going Going Gone.

2008-03-28T23:32:00.000-07:00

Look Ma, NO hands.

Ah, Oh, I'm feeling tipsy.

CA BOOM!

These laughs keep me young.

All Tucked In.

2008-03-28T23:12:00.000-07:00

Ry is loving books. After we tucked him in one night, I walked past the boys room to notice him with a flashlight reading in the dark. It was a wonderful moment for a parent. To my 3 yr.old soothing himself to sleep by Dinosaur Pals. Of course I ruined the moment when I used the flash first. "There gos my crazy mom trying to capture some moment". Oh he is toooo cute.

Dad's Barbershop

2008-03-28T23:00:00.000-07:00

I was so happy to NOT have to sweep up all the hairy mess. Dad did it all. Clipped, snipped, swept, and washed. Yea!!! K & Big B's hair turned out pretty snazzy too.

Family Journalist.

2008-03-28T22:53:00.000-07:00

Big B is thoughtful with the pencil. He has great writing and forms his letters no methodically. I love checking out his little journals and seeing how his minds ticks. It wont be for long that his journals will be locked up - far from parental eyes. So, I'm enjoying the opportunity to pear into the windows of his thoughts.

We really should get a rock wall.

2008-03-27T22:16:00.000-07:00

Cameras are great. They capture a moment that sometimes is hard to describe. Well, here is my little natural climber (just like mommy). Sooooo

happy he's figured out how to get to the treats.

What's all this stuff out for?

2008-03-27T21:34:00.000-07:00

I come into the kitchen and notice all this cooking stuff out. Wow, they are really serious about wanting to make cookies. (I'm not into cookie cutouts, they are too much work) But the boys just don't take NO ("how about chocolate chip cookies")for an answer. They get the ingredients out and pretty soon their rolling out dough. It was amazing. An hour later these things are decorated and ready to eat. YUM, not bad for 3, 5, 7 year old bakers.

A Sunbeam!

2008-03-27T21:21:00.000-07:00

It's a new year (sorry for not updateing this thing in months- Jan & Feb have been packed).

Sunday morning Ry comes out yelling "I'm a Sunbeam". He was so happy to be a part of

Primary and join his big brothers. We are soo proud of what a kind and loving boy his is. Thoughtful, considerate, open, and wise. He sings his ABC's, he reminds of what we should be doing, he loves to help, and is good at cleaning up after himself. We love you!

All Smiles

2008-03-27T21:14:00.000-07:00

What a couple of dreamy looking men. Yes, They are soooo cute. How happy could a dad look with his youngest little monkey? Oh that feeling of those little arms wrapped around your neck- there's not much like it. A bit'o heaven.

My Girl Friends Back

2008-03-27T20:27:00.000-07:00

Heidi came to visit and the 3 of us got to spend the afternoon together. It was great being together again. Nonstop chatter. Theres nothing like a childhood girlfriend!!! Love you guys, can't wait to be together again.
Wow, are we pushing our mid 30's and have kids? Time Fly's!

The visitor

2008-01-04T22:43:00.001-08:00

It was great having Dad off work- for over a week. We got to just hang out all day together. Take the kids to shoot hoops at the gym, wrestle, play games and have friends over -for the 1st time in months. Then IT came to visit. IT visited for 3 days too many. IT zapped our energy, was nasty and took about 5lbs from my loved ones. IT made me have to wash all 5 sets of bedding on the "Sanitary" cycle. IT made me run out on a Sabbath morning to buy Gatorade, Popsicles, Ginger ale and Saltine crackers. IT had me wipe every possible surface with 409 multiple times. IT's name was FLU. AHHHHHH!

Snow for a day.

2008-01-04T22:26:00.000-08:00

Ry was the only one to bundle up and enjoy the white. He wondered around the back yard by himself for about 20 minutes just soaking up the atmosphere. It was the sweetest thing as the snow fell around him. He really was in his own little winter wonder land.

Wii had a great Christmas.

2008-01-04T21:41:00.000-08:00

It's Christmas Eve and what better way to be tucked in, but by one of Nana's bed time stories.

Ry wraps his arms around his big bro. A beautiful moment of gratitude. K got him a pack of his favorite gum and "Bumble Bee" transformer. (We couldn't find an Eggnog maker -one of Ry 2 things from his list).

What kid wouldn't be so excited to unwrap a box of their favorite sugar cereal (when they only get Life or muti-grain Cheerios) Nana, what a fantastic idea. This was more enjoyed than the candy canes on the tree.

After gifts were open and all seamed well, Mom and Dad had one more surprise. I asked Big B to get my tea out of the microwave. "Sure, Mom." But when we opened the door, he smiles big and says "We gotta Wii!!!!!". It already set up, but just hiding, the rest of the day was spent boxing, golfing, shooting, bowling, and riding a bull. Wahoo!!Poor Daddy was sore the next day.

Holiday Pics.

2007-12-17T23:12:00.000-08:00

The boys do not like dressing up, so I was happy when they let me take a bunch of pics of them in their church clothes. I only had to bribe them w/a treat. I rarely have to do that (LOL).

100 Pieces

2007-12-17T22:56:00.000-08:00

The boys, so proud of their tough 100 piece puzzle. They didn't want to take it apart. Big B started to cry when he got home from school and it was back in the box, though got excited when he realized he could try to put

it back together. Gotto love those "White Elephant Gifts".

A typical back yard visitor.

2007-12-17T22:50:00.000-08:00

We are blessed w/ beautiful wildlife on a regular basis. It is so fun watching the boys, they never stop getting excited to see rabbits, dear or moles etc. Last year we actually got Reindeer the day before Christmas.

Giving Tree.

2007-12-17T22:39:00.000-08:00

As Christmas approaches I wanted to help the boys understand the true meaning of the giving season. One thing our family does is draw names. The 5 of us draw each others names and it really gets the boys excited about giving to a family member, picking it out and wrapping it and the whole surprise of it all. So, this year I introduced them to a giving tree and that really got their little wheels turning. The idea of getting something for someone very needy that they didn't even know totally excited them. It is a wonderful thing-the joy of child giving.

Oh, Big B got sad cause the wrapping ripped a little right B4 the photo.

You don't have to make me lunch.

2007-12-17T22:10:00.000-08:00

I think slowly, little by little I'm not as needed as I should be. I don't know whether to be grateful or sad. I teach my boys to be independent, to clean up after themselves, to Choose the Right. But it tugs at my heart when they act like they don't need me. Heck K wont kiss me and Big B's embaressed to kiss or hug me in public. They seam too young to act like that. It really is hard to feel rejected by my sweet little loveable men. I guess I'll have to go back to getting my loves from Scott. Oh, that didn't come out right, did it? Well, hopefull you get what I mean. I think w/ all the clinging attation (Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, up) that I got from the boys for the past few years I forgot that it would soon disapate. Though, I have made sure to enjoy every minute of every day w/ them. I just didn't think it would happen this soon or this fast. I'm starting to feel the longing of their inocent youth. AAHHH they are youth!!!

The other day K announces proudly "Mom, you don't have to make me lunch, I did it already" (yogurt, apple, and sliced whole grain toast). Though, I can't help to be proud.

Hair cut.

2007-12-17T22:00:00.000-08:00

Heres another one of those days when I took a shower just a few minutes too long. I peek out the bathroom door and ask " whatcha ya guys up to?"

"AHHHHH, Ry what are you doing?"

"It needed a hair cut" he sheepishly answers starting to look a little nervous.

All I could do is grab the camera. He figured out it was a bad idea.

K the Photographer.

2007-12-17T21:48:00.000-08:00

While I'm in the shower I really try to just get things done. Though, there are those days when I get lost in the hot water beating down on my back and the time seams to fly by.

Well, if I want to know what the boys have been up to while I was immersed in relaxation (LOL) all I need to do is check the camera.

K has a way with the camera. He just gets it. I love the way he captures Ry here. The intense OJ drinker. This is what I get to look forward to when I get out of the shower.

Nana Gail

2007-12-17T21:40:00.000-08:00

I am so lucky, well, my boys are so lucky to have a Nana like my mom. I never thought I wanted girls. But now I'm wondering what it will be like when all the boys are grown and it's just Scott and me. Who will I decorate the house w/. Who will I go shopping w/. Will my boys wives like me? Will I be a cool Grama like my is and so well loved and charished? It is so fun watching my boys soak up all my mom has to offer. We are trully blessed.

My Pride

2007-12-17T21:26:00.000-08:00

I take pride, no I just down right love a clean and organized house. It's the only time I feel I can really trully relax. I love seeing my counters, I love knowing where everything is and that everything has a place. I love clean floors, pushed in chairs, and an empty sink. I have been called "analretentive" and I don't care.

But I live w/ 4 men.

So with in 10 minutes of cleaning- NO ONE COULD TELL!

Content?

2007-11-27T22:29:00.000-08:00

It is such an interesting little word. How do you decide whether you are truly content. I found- w/ the help of my friend "M" - that I can be both content and not content all at the same time. So, is that truly content. I find my self counting my blessing; great kids, warm house, gorgeous husband, fun job. But than I'm continually trying to improve my kids and husband, remodel my house or find a bigger one, and find a new club or class to teach. Is that not being content or is it just the natural progression of life. To improve our selves and the world around us. If we were just to stay in a state of content and not take any action toward gratitude and improvement we could not progress, right? Maybe I'm just babbling, but it makes me questions my motives on doing what I do. Which can be good once in a while. Accept, be content, count your blessings, have much gratitude and then get moving to improve and help w/ what we can to make this world a better place. The crusade of a mother.

The oldest.

2007-11-12T22:14:00.000-08:00

I'm the oldest, yup, I'm 7. It freaks my mom out to think next year I'll be getting baptized, though I'm really exited about it. I am a little bossy I make sure things are done right, my mom can really count on me. But boy do I love to goof off, I am all boy. I'll be sneaky if need be (especially for candy) though I'm working on being honest (it works better for me when I am). I am as picky as my dad in regards to food. If it looks questionable, I wont touch it. I wont touch a vegie, but I love all fruit (mangoes, strawberries, grapefruit etc.) I am working on taking the initiative but using commonsense, boy is that hard. I'm kinda impulsive like my mom (spaz). I'm an excellent reader, writer, mathematician. I'm gaining confidence memorizing poems in front of my class (wow that's scary). I love riding my dirt bike, jumping on the tramp, drawing, cooking, and building w/ Lego's. I'd like to drive a backhoe and be a cop like my dad. Oh, and I'm already to shy to kiss my mom in public.

The baby.

2007-11-12T21:59:00.000-08:00

I may only be 3, but I am not the baby anymore (no my moms not pregnant). I am the littlest man. I can hold my own w/ the rest of 'em.

I ride a bike, I jump high on the tramp, and I go potty by myself. I love rides on the dirt bike & the lawn mower. I don't like cheese, even on my sandwiches, milk on my cereal, or yogurt, yes I'm a Richey. I love carrots and salad, yea, I'm my moms son. Though I prefer my dad when I'm hurt. I'm very detail oriented, in drawing, writing, and cleaning up. I guess they call that "anal retentive". I love to give zurburts, but I don't want them. I read myself to sleep every night and I love to say prayers.

The peacemaker.

2007-11-12T21:45:00.000-08:00

Hi I'm K. I'm 5 1/2 and at a phase in my life where I enjoy being the peacemaker. I get a little lazy at times, but I (when persuaded) am grat at doing my part. I love to play hard and tease like crazy. I turn almost any bad situation into laughter and I'm good at getting my mom to laugh and not be mad at me. I don't like mayo on my sandwiches, I only eat apples unless it's blended in a smoothie (then I'll drink anything). I eat just about everything on my plate, even Cesar salad. My favorite meal is my Nana's Shepard's Pie. Lately my drawing skill have skyrocketed and I'm enjoying practicing my letters & numbers. I can memorize a poem and I like yoga. I make up new exercise moves w/ my mom all the time. She says I'm a natural athlete.

They clean up real nice.

2007-11-07T23:05:00.000-08:00

Well, I'm 33 and I still don't know when Day light Saving is. Something about Spring forward and Fall Back. Any way instead of being at church 1/2 hr late, we got there 1/2 hr early. Good thing I got my camera back, just in time to get a nice shot of 3 little men that look oh so cute and tidy (Lasts about for 5 minutes).

I feel so blessed to have the Gospel in our lives. I love hearing what the boys learn each week and seeing how they put in to practice what we learn. They do have such sweet spirits. They are loving brothers (don't get me wrong they have their moments). They play well together and with others. I just hope it carries into the teen years.

The bottom of the bag.

2007-11-07T22:58:00.001-08:00

So I'm looking for Ry- the other night -to brush teeth and do scripture and prayer. There he is at the kitchen counter w/ an empty bag of Frosted Mini Wheats. Wow, those crumbs must really be something special. He was going to town on those little microscopic morsels like it was chocolate cake. It just cracks me up, what kids come up w/ for an evening snack. And ohhh, what a mess.

Look at that perfect spiral.

2007-11-07T22:50:00.000-08:00

K is hangin out at one of Big B's games throwing the ball w/ dad. And what do ya know? He has an excelent arm, check out thar perfect spiral. And he just kept throwing one after the other. He's 5, He's a natrual.WHOOOOhoooo!

Pumpkin yuk!

2007-11-07T22:13:00.000-08:00

Nana Gail ( the best grama in the world) came over to help us carve our pumpkins. We are so lucky to have her in our lives. Her fun loving joyful and childlike demeanor is soaked up entirely by her loving grandchildren.

Ode to Pumpkin:

5 Jack'o lanterns on the porch in a row.

With 3 little monkeys smiling in tow.

We worked so hard to carve and scoop.

But 4 days later a heat wave, oooops.

Then there they all sat.

On the front porch, FLAT. like someone went SPLAT.

Melted from the heat of southern exposure.

3 sad little boys w/ out any closure.

So mom gets the shovel, the flat one.

To scrape mush of the porch baked from the sun.

Lesson learned: Don't carve toooooo early.

Who is that masked man?

2007-11-07T21:56:00.000-08:00

Batman, a ninja, and a motorcross racer walk into a bar, I mean a party.

Who wins the most adorable masked man ever? Little Ry Batguy of course.

Yes, those are real leaves (7 garbage bags worth) on the floor, of the perfect Haloween Party, at Big B's friends house.

Getting a load of wood.

2007-11-07T21:36:00.000-08:00

They are so methodical about it. "Which one should I get?". Heck, it's just going to be incinerated. Hurry it up already, it's 35 degrees outside. But boy they do work well together don't they.

What teamwork. How can I not be proud!!!

Ohhhhh, there are spiders webs on the wood pile. EEEEEK.

Captain Underpants!

2007-11-07T21:25:00.000-08:00

K just can't seam to put the dishes away in a timely nontheatrical matter. He usually calls himself "Captain Underpants" (? don't know where that came from) and threatens to get me with his magic wooden spoon. He is definitely the second born. I hear most movies stars and actors are second born. He'd do all his own stunts though.

Theres nothing like your best buddy!

2007-11-07T20:06:00.000-08:00

Six Boys is nothing, I did it for a day. AHHHHHH!

Ry w/ his pal. Their actually hugging and not fighting over their favorite toys. Oh hear the angles singing.

Ode to a napkin. Wow, what imaginative fun with a lifeless piece of pulverized tree.

K with his best friend- managing to get lunch in their tummies between crazed laughter and silly faces. What are friends for? And Big B with his buddy creating more fun at the lunch.

I must admit (a mothers secret) when the boys have friends over I actually get stuff done. I think I washed and folded laundry and cleaned the kitchen that afternoon. When they're entertained by their buddies I can watch (making sure nobody brakes anything or anybody, no fires are started, and bedding isn't taken out to the woods to recreate "camping") from a distance and work on my own stuff. Of coarse you can still use a baby monitor hidden where they play and have the base tucked in the corner of the kitchen. Hee, Hee. So, sure I'll watch you kids for ya. Its no trouble at all!!!

The Man behind the Curtain!

2007-10-03T21:38:00.000-07:00

We just don't give our men enough recognition. Heck they did donate the sperm!!

No, serioureally.

His backs is for climbing,

his lap is never empty,

his ice cream bowl is always shared, He can never mow the lawn alone, and every trip to the bathroom is boys pee party.

Dad thanks for going to practices & games, reading stories, and working all those long hours so mom can hang w/ us all day!!!!

Whats that burning smell?

2007-10-01T22:47:00.000-07:00

I walk into the kitchen to check out whats burning - I havn't been cooking. And there it is a BIG knife and block of cheese on the counter.

There is my Big B, independantly busy making himself and his brother a casadia. He just couldn't figure out how to match up all the different triangles of tortilla and all the little pieces of cheese together. Wow, he did a darn good job!!! But he did like my idea to cut a few pieces of cheese and put them in one whole folded tortilla, then cut it after its cooked.

Is he really 7 years old already? Sometimes we fight like he is 17. He must be too much like me. But then we really get eathother too. B is organized, thoughtful, a hard worker, scatterbrained, impulsive, active, sweet, silly, and shy!!! I love to see each boy and their completely different personalities. I feel so blessed to be their mom and be here to try my best and raise them without damaging them too much. They are awsome.

Our littlenMonkey.

2007-09-24T22:41:00.000-07:00

Ry is an amazing personality. Lately his favorite thing to say is "Oh, that's awesome." He is potty trained, I never thought it would happen, but gummy bears really do work. And he is such a hard worker. He'll weed and load a wheelbarrow full of branches and he'll paint trim right along beside me until we're totally done, he loves to help cook (like his brothers) and he loves to be held, oh my snuggle bug. I am grateful for Ry in our lives. He brings the sunshine in. And he has the most mischievous laugh. He is my heart throb.

K Ties the knot.

2007-09-24T22:23:00.000-07:00

Wow,look at that focus and concentration and determination. He wanted to pratice tieing his shoes so he grabed dads shoe and sat at the counter praticing. He got it so quick and was quite pleased w/ himself.

My Visit to Nola.

2007-09-24T22:09:00.000-07:00

Sasa had a baby boy, Nolan. He has been adopted to a wonderful couple in CA. Yes, its far away, but they like to stay in touch.

Heidi came too- for the weekend and we girls had a blast. It was nice and not, we ate fantastic food, heard great music, shopped, & saw the sites. Sasa spoiled me.

That's a pic of Mathew McConahay in the back ground. Ohhhh, we just missed him. He was sitting at our same table!!! I can't wait to go back.

Football Star!

2007-09-24T21:41:00.001-07:00

The Adoring Fans. K & Ry are great supporter on the sidelines.

The "Three point Stance".

The Block.

The Hustle.

The Spit.

And OHH LAALAA the Legs!!!

Big B is getting the hang of this whole football thing and so am I. We never knew about all the plays and positions. But we've started playing as a family in the yard and watching "Invincible" has got me all psyched!!! Now I'm screaming on the sidelines.

My third Tri!!!

2007-09-18T22:18:00.001-07:00

First huddle under a blanket for warmth. (Randi, me and Stacey -my PEPs girlfriends.)

Then swim a 1/4 mile w/out drowning. Bike 6 miles up some hills and quirt GEL all over youself (that stuff is sticky). Then try and get off the bike and make your legs run up hills for a couple more miles to get to that FINISH line before the 60 year old infront of you.

Last, smile pretty for the camera and be grateful for your health. Wow, that was fun. Average time was 1hr 26 min. I got 1 hr 14 min!!! And Randi kicked butt and now has the "TriBug" too. So, who's up for a 2008 summer Triathlon. (Subaru Super Sprint Ovariun Cancer Triathlon)

What did she give them?

2007-09-18T21:58:00.000-07:00

What's your sour face look like? Just give 'um a few drops of pure lemon juice and watch the magic happen. He he he! Just a normal summer day at our house.

Our 1st Post

2007-09-18T21:34:00.000-07:00

Fourth of July 2007 camping trip where there was no camping involved. Staying in a 300K motorhome ooohlala, no it wasn't ours and playing on the lake all day at a house w/ an elevator. Most important we were w/ great friends and they treated us like family.Thank you G & S, J& I, and Aunt Pammi.