Friday, May 28, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Yesterday we had three games at the same time. Mike coached the first half of Andrew and Bev's soccer game. Andrew didn't play soccer. He was playing flag football on an adjacent field. Mike coached the second half of football. Halfway through the games, Christian ran to his soccer game. At one point I stood on a little hill between the three fields and I could see all three of them.
Bev is in the distance playing goalie.
Christian is in the distance warming up for his soccer game.
Andrew is over there playing flag football.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
One of my favorite places was Ground Zero. There was not a lot to see because the site of the Twin Towers is all fenced in. They are working on the memorial.
This is Freedom Tower. It will be 1776 feet high.
This picture was taken at the 9-11 Museum. It shows what the World Trade Center will look like when reconstruction is complete.
We took a water taxi ride out to see the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.
Shopping--American Girl Store, FAO Schwartz, Anthropologie. We got the kids some fun surprises.
Monday, May 17, 2010
I am still hooked on that song--mostly the song part, but I must admit that I am a fan of the rap part too. There is some rap that I appreciate--you know, the "high class rap" that lacks foul language and cop-killing, women-hating messages. I really think most of us (whether we admit it or not) love Ice Ice Baby and Bust a Move. I will leave my essay on rap for another day.
Mike's annual work trip was to NYC this year. It was a great time. I had been before, but this was Mike's first visit.
We stayed in Times Square. This is the view from our room.
Times Square is quite the place. The "Naked Cowboy" was there, singing his heart out for tips. There were two guys with signs that read, "Free Hugs." There was a beggar that advertised on his sign that donations went to fund his "booze and pot."
However, there were not nearly the freaks there that used to be. The New York clean-up has worked.
I started feeling sick before we left. The plane ride there was miserable, but Tylenol and Advil got me through the days. I crashed pretty hard at night. Mike got me throat medicine and some Diet Pepsi and Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and that helped my recovery.
We could not have done the trip without our parents. Mike's parents took the kids for the first part and mine took them the last part. We are so lucky to have them. So are the kids.
To be continued...
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Well, our Jazz are done for this season. Mike and I realized that we will have to get the next season of 24 on DVD because soon there will be no more Jazz games, Survivor, Biggest Loser and Modern Family (my favorite.) I have to have something to watch while doing laundry and exercising in the torture chamber and vegging after the kids are in bed.
Back to our dear Jazz.
Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Jones, Mike and the kids get the chance to go to the games. Mike and Andrew went Saturday night (what a heartbreaker!) and Bev went with Aunt Karen tonight. Jessi has no interest in attending. When asked if she wanted to go, she responded that she would rather go to Cafe Rio with Mom. Christian also recently announced that instead of Jazz games, he wanted to go fishing on his dates with Dad. Andrew and Bev, however, love going.
They always go see Grandma at the game, and then they get a treat. They come home with loud clappers and face tatoos. They also come home with fun stories of drunk fans, old crazy guys on Trax and a replay of the half-time show.
Fun stories...and some pretty great memories.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
As the kids get older, I seem to spend more and more time in the van, In fact, sometimes I feel like I spend more time in the van than I do at home. Stay-at-home mom--ya right!
For as much as I love the van, we never really named her. (At one point Christian decided to start calling her "The Tank," but that didn't really stick.)
But, love her I do!
When I got pregnant with Christian we got to thinking about getting a van. Andrew was four and Bev was two. I loved our Explorer, but going from two children to three was going to make car seats a challenge. I don't know why, but I was hesitant to get a van. I think it had something to do with accepting the fact that I was becoming one of them. You know, one in the force of minivan-driving Mormon moms.
We bought it new in August 2003 from Karl Malone Toyota. I immediately loved it--the automatic sliding passenger side door, the DVD player, cup holders galore, a big bucket trunk area that fit everything including a monstrous double stroller.
My love for this vehicle has not waned. As the kids get bigger, it is nice to have all of that space. We love all of the plugs for charging various electronic devices. I love that I can run a day of errands (including Costco) and fit it all of the purchases in the back. I love that I can fit all of the kids, their stuff, and even a few friends and not feel squished. I love that it is paid off.
We have some great memories associated with the van.
We brought Christian home from the hospital in the van. We brought Jessi home from the airport in the van. We have had some great times going places. We have had some great conversations in the van (and only a few fights.)
I have memories of Delores and Roberta in my van that first year. Of trips to Social Security, doctors appointments and the Bishop's storehouse.
Nowadays, she and I frequent the school, Costco, Harmons and Target. You can also find us parked at the Rec Center, tumbing, karate, the soccer field. We also frequent Rio and 7-Eleven.
She is not the cleanest vehicle around. On an average day, you will find pretzel crumbs under the carseats, plant soil in the trunk and lots of half-empty water bottles in the cup holders.
She now has 90,000 miles. She has taken us on many roadtrips--Seattle (three times now,) Moab, Canyonlands, Capitol Reef, Fish Lake (almost every year,) Yellowstone, San Diego.
She has taken us on camping trips, fishing, to the Uintah's and up the canyon for hikes and picnics.
She has taken many carpools, gotten us to many a soccer game, many doctor's appointments and many, many errands.
She has taken me and my friends to dinner and consignment shopping and to Smart Cookie.
She was in an accident about a year after we got her. Mike had Katie, Courney and Tyler in the car with him and Andrew and Bev when somebody ran a red light on Redwood Road and hit them. Andrew was five and as they were waiting for the police to come he exclaimed, "Everyone get in your seatbelts or they'll take Dad to jail." (They were in their seatbelts when they were hit.) The van was repaired and worked as good as new.
She has been puked in, peed in (Hey Randy, remember that trip to Seattle?) and has experienced more spills than I can remember.
We have had very few repairs/issues with her. She is a low-maintenance sort of gal.
I think back to my resisting her introduction into my life, and I think what a silly younger me I was. I now have plans to drive her forever (at least until all the kids are out of the house and I get me a red convertible Mustang.) If I had to get a new car right now, I would buy her all over again.
Here's to many more years with my precious travel companion!