For most people ice fishing is not something they'd find too entertaining. The weather's always freezing cold, most of the other people out there are a bit on the blue collar side with Carhart coveralls and colorful language, and you're not even guaranteed to catch anything. In fact, Audra came with me one time and absolutely hated it. She sat in the car for most of the time, and now she swears to never come again. So why do I enjoy it so much? Who knows.
This last weekend Darryll, my father in law, and I headed up to Strawberry Reservoir and tried our luck. I guess you could say I'm not too different than the rest of the rednecks up there because I now have one of those little pop-up ice shacks to sit in while fishing. This was the inaugural run with the new shack and Darryll and I were both quite pleased with how warm we were.
We caught several nice fish and even got a couple pictures. As Darryll was trying to take a picture of one of my fish it flopped out of my hands and landed back in the hole where it quickly disappeared. That's no fish story either.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Oh Dear. What Have We Done?
Well, it would appear that the rumors are true. We went in to the doctor's office on Monday and they confirmed that Audra does indeed have a small human-looking object growing inside her. They used a fascinating state-of-the-art device called the "Ultrasound" to display the image you see now before you. They even moved it around Audra's stomach, and by golly, that little thing has a heart; and get this, it's actually beating! The doctor says that it will continue to act like a parasite and feed off of the nutrients that Audra takes into her body, until one day it will be too large for Audra to sustain inside her. It will then be "discharged" from her body in a most disgusting and painful manner. The doctors predict that that day will be July 29th of this year.
Here comes the scariest part; after discharge, Audra and I are going to have to take care of this miniature human.
All I can say is...what on earth have we gotten ourselves into?
People have been asking if Audra and I have any preference as to whether or not this little creature is male or female. In fact, many of my family members have predicted that it will be a little girl. All I can say is that we'll be happy with whatever sex, as long as it's not a mixture of both. Also, it better be a boy. Just kidding...but not really. As for now, we're just referring to the little thing as Skeezix.
Here comes the scariest part; after discharge, Audra and I are going to have to take care of this miniature human.
All I can say is...what on earth have we gotten ourselves into?
People have been asking if Audra and I have any preference as to whether or not this little creature is male or female. In fact, many of my family members have predicted that it will be a little girl. All I can say is that we'll be happy with whatever sex, as long as it's not a mixture of both. Also, it better be a boy. Just kidding...but not really. As for now, we're just referring to the little thing as Skeezix.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Navidad En La Playa
So, we spent our Christmas this year with the Green family in Rocky Point, Mexico. This was our third trip for the holidays south of the border in the last seven years, and it has become somewhat of a Green family tradition.
The sunsets were as pretty as ever, but the weather was quite frigid; yet still much warmer than Utah. Daily activities included shopping in the local market for "luchador" wrestling masks, fake Cuban cigars, and the most profane t-shirts you can imagine.
We also organized a service project for six families with the local branch president. We went shopping at the Super Ley and bought ingredients for the typical Mexican Christmas dinner and brought them to the families. They sure needed it too. I think we're all too often a bit quick to forget how good we have it here.
The sunsets were as pretty as ever, but the weather was quite frigid; yet still much warmer than Utah. Daily activities included shopping in the local market for "luchador" wrestling masks, fake Cuban cigars, and the most profane t-shirts you can imagine.
We also organized a service project for six families with the local branch president. We went shopping at the Super Ley and bought ingredients for the typical Mexican Christmas dinner and brought them to the families. They sure needed it too. I think we're all too often a bit quick to forget how good we have it here.
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