Friday, July 31, 2009
I'm at a friend's sons wedding in Arizona. I'm sitting with me feet up, enjoying a diet coke in my air conditioned hotel room......cuz...... It's too hot to go outside and do anything else.
What Arizonians talk about mostly is how hot it is. Every hotel clerk, gas station helper, Arizona resident and store salesman all start any conversation with something about the heat.
"Hot enough for you? "
"It's another scorcher today."
"Who get's married in July in Arizona..it's too hot."
"Only 105 today...you are lucky, last week was a 110."
Okay , I get it.
It's hot....my brain feels like it's melting every time I step outside, but do you have to keep reminding me about it?
We rented a BLACK car, inside and out.....how ridiculous is it that Arizona rental companies even have black cars to rent? Hello.....haven't they heard about how hot it is down here? We couldn't put seat belts on or hands on the steering wheel without suffering from 3rd degree burns.
The car is an oven..... a foil dinner could easily have been cooked on the dash board while we were in the temple.
I literally baked myself as we drove.
Do I look rare or well done?
I must have heat stroke..........I'm seriously ranting.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I Believe... that we don't have to change friends. If we understand that friends change.
I Believe... that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
I Believe... that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
I Believe... that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
I Believe... that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I Believe... that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
I Believe... that you can keep going long after you think you can't.
I Believe... that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I Believe... that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
I Believe... that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I Believe... that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
I Believe... that it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others. Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I Believe... that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.
I Believe... that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I Believe... two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
I Believe... that your life can be changed in a matter of seconds by people who don't even know you.
I Believe... that the happiest people in life don't have everything but they make the most out of what they've been given.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Going to Bear Lake is all about tradition!!!
We have to eat the same Bear Lake pizza the first night in town . We have to get Le Beaus Shakes, and only Le Beaus shakes…all the rest are knock offs. We OD on trail mix and hot tamales. We stay up too late playing games and try to sleep in…but don’t or can’t because of noisy little ones. We take naps on the beach and read book after book. We get burned by the bear lake monster. Eat too much food. Have dinner under the trees and want to do this same routine, over and over again, year after 37 years!!
Nothing tastes better than Grandma Sheri’s sandwiches on the beach at Bear Lake. Mom likes to set up a deli of sorts, and make sandwiches on command. My family actually doesn’t really like sandwiches at home….lunchmeat, tuna or peanut butter….but at Bear Lake it’s something we look forward to. When the boys were little, their sandwiches were always laced with sand and dried out before they were half way through. But now, after years of practice, we all eat quickly and expertly. I love chunky peanut butter and raspberry jam made with love by my mom, on the beach. Wayne opts for a creamy peanut butter, honey and sweet pickle sandwich. (This year, there is no honey ….so he is suffering) Laila begs for the crusts so she can feed the flock of seagulls.
What do we do at Bear Lake any way? We sit on the beach and read books and magazines. Tradition. I look forward to this and plan what books I’m taking and what I want to spend my days reading. We do take a boat and spend some time on the water and we rent Wave Runners for an afternoon…but really we read a lot. This is fine for the readers in the family which makes up about 80% of us….but 20% have a difficult time with our activity of choice.
Traditionally, we hit the beach early. Grandma Sheri, Laila and Preston head out by 9am to go and sit in the sun and play in the sand. I used to be there with my young boys when they were all awake by 7….now, Mom takes care of the little ones. We, the oldsters and the teenagers, all show up by eleven and are beach bums hour after hour. We then have to drag ourselves back to the condo at 6— and get the sand out of our swim suits, and clean up for dinner.
Tradition is what grounds us. Routine is good. Knowing exactly what is going to happen on vacation, with no surprises, is relaxing.
I’ve come to Bear Lake as a 10 year old child, a hormonal teen, a young married, a harried young mother with 4 screaming boys and a mother of sleepy teenagers. Now I’m on the other end of my 40’s peering into the unknown of 50. What I know is…..the Bear Lake family vacation experience is the same, and the only thing changing is me.
Bear Lake Top Ten
10. Eating dinner under the big Cottonwood trees
9. Sitting on the beach, reading.
8. Raspberry shakes at LeBeaus
7. The Hot tub
6. Morning walks
5. Staying up too late watching DVD's and playing games
4. Boating and Wave runners
3. 4:00 in the afternoon wind gusts
2. Hauling chairs to the beach, to the truck, to the dinner circle and back to the truck.
1. Family togetherness-- all sleeping and snoring under one roof!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I’ve had many birthdays at Bear Lake.
I’ve been coming here since I was ten years old.
Out of the last 37, I’ve celebrated all but 5 here at the ORE condos, formerly known as Sweet Water, at Bear Lake. I love it here. I love the condos and the trees, and the rocky beach and the whole family being here and never having to cook or clean and the laziness of it all.
It really is great to lollygag all birthday at the beach with nothing to think about beyond, when I’m going to eat my raspberry shake, and if it’s time to apply more sun screen. It’s awesome.
I love that my birthday is all about being with family, having my kids and Wayne with me, at my beck and call. Sleeping in. Sitting in the sun and having everyone tell me how I look sooooo young. I basically have my no makeup, boy face on for the entire week…. And I don’t look great in any of my 37 years of birthday pics, but I do look naked- faced and I'm always wearing a swim suit……it's like I am in my birthday suit-ish.
This year, Landon is wishing me, “Happy 35th”, over and over. I love it. I remember my 25th birthday, I had my upstart little brother saying “Happy 35th “ over and over and I wasn’t as pleased.
I learned to waterski on my 14th birthday. This was after much patience from my saint of a father. It was a wavy, windy day , but I was determined. And after drinking a lot of lake water, with storm clouds coming in and saying , “hit it” til I was ready to hit someone….. I got up!
I got my first “real” kiss on my 18th birthday. Wayne, my boyfriend of 2 years at the time, came up to be with me and my family and celebrate. Marcie and I were asleep on the pull down bed in the main room—little kids in the loft and Wayne on the couch. It was exactly 12:01 AM , on the morning of my 18th , when I heard a voice from the couch say, “Melinda, Can I kiss you?” I said, “ sure.”….then Wayne had to crawl in the dark over to my side of the bed and find my face, in the dark, and plant a kiss on me. Happy birthday to me!! Good thing he didn’t kiss my sister, or history could have been changed.
I got up on a wake board for the first time on my 46th birthday.
So many birthday memories.
The one thing that has remained constant is the Lake and family good wishes and the laziness of it all.
Ahhhhh I love my birthday!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Walking can add minutes to your life.
This enables you at 85 years old to spend
an additional 5 months in a nursing home
at $7000 per month.
My grandpa started walking five miles a
day when he was 60. Now he's 97 years old
and we don't know where he is.
I like long walks, especially when they are
taken by people who annoy me.
The only reason I would take up walking
is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
I have to walk early in the morning, before
my brain figures out what I'm doing..
I joined a health club last year, spent about
400 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently
you have to go there.
Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise',
I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
I do have flabby thighs, but fortunately my
stomach covers them.
The advantage of exercising every day
is so when you die, they'll say, 'Well, she
looks good doesn't she.'
If you are going to try cross-country skiing,
start with a small country.
I know I got a lot of exercise the last few
years,......just getting over the hill.
We all get heavier as we get older, because
there's a lot more information in our heads.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I'm thankful for deep fried Reeses Peanut Butter cups....just heard about them being served at a county fair in California, and they sound GREAT!
I'm thankful for a kind hearted mother who loves everyone...no matter what.
I'm thankful for Laila's joke telling ability. She came home from a cousin sleep over and told me she had a joke for me.... she begins..."There was this lady who was cheating on her husband...." What? Wayne and my eyes got as big as saucers....
"Who told you this joke?" we asked her.
"My cousin...(name deleted to protect the cousin)....., so any way, she is cheating on her husband and then there's a refrigerator. One guy jumps off the balcony, they throw the refrigerator off, and then another guy jumps off and they all die. When they get to heaven to tell the guy in heaven who wants to know what you did on earth,....there's a guy hiding in the refrigerator.....get it ? get it?"
I didn't get it...and neither did she.
It's a good thing I knew how this joke is supposed to end, or I would have stopped her at the words "cheating on." The only really funny part of this joke was mine and Wayne's faces.
I'm thankful my boys are off to Priest camp. This is the last time they can do this together. I hope the mosquitos aren't too bad and I hope they have a great time and don't give the leaders too much trouble.
I'm thankful my scale is going back down...
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Hahahahha. Just kidding mommy. I love you so so much! Muah."
Today's Landon's 21st birthday......HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I love this crazy boy!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
4th of July weekend was fun…..
We had a great time at the Rigby BBQ. We wrangled an invite and it was awesome.
They have a 10 acre spread with a lovely house, a grandkid bunkhouse, a stable for horses and 22 Alpaca Llamas. This was one of those Independence Day picnics that you see in magazines. A mechanical bull, a horse exerciser that they have turned into a swing for kids. A pond that’s planted with trout and a canoe and a swing. A tee-pee, a stage for the country singer entertainer, a 158 pound pig that was BBQ’d in a pit —and 300 of their closest friends.
It was a shindig!!!
We had a riot ! Wayne and I, Laila and Monson went up with the Belnap bunch and ate and country danced, laughed and danced some more. Emily and Laila dressed as twins and just looked darling. Wayne and Monson made good use of the cowbow hats we got in Yellowstone.
Laila had the most fun. She rode the mechanical bull atleast 10 times, all with a huge toothless grin on her face. She tried to net some fish and played in the Teepee. She makes friends easily and before we knew it, she was running the swing. She would load the 4 swings, push the button so the swing would go in circles and then count to 200, turn off the swing, tell the kids to get off and the next ones to load on. She was “working”. When we told her to come and dance, she announced someone could take over her spot she , “needed a 15 minute break.”
What a great night. A great way to think about friends and family and this beautiful country we live in.