Arts and Crafts With Dad - Edition I

It's great when a hobby is so versatile as to incorporate your toughest and softest sides.

In this first installment of the long awaited "Arts and Crafts With Dad" we demonstrate just how these dichotomous tendencies can merge, even in the hobby of Firearms Appreciation and Operation. :)

The "cough" redneck painting booth

The supplies


The finished product

The effect

Pretty cool huh? The girls even keep their eyes out for 'good bits of nature' that Dad can use on his next project. Everyone has to have a hobby! Maybe he'll do his bike next. :)

Thanksgiving At The Resort

Tether ball, watch out Napoleon!

Rockin' out on the Dock of the Bay
(er, small fishing pond)

A happy monkey on the monkey bars

Lounging with Dad


The Snowflake Arizona Temple

A New Favorite!

Thanks to my Father, we were able to go on a very nice vacation after Dad's return. We stayed at a very cool resort in the high desert of Arizona for a little over a week. We had a great time at the resort, and driving around Arizona.

Petrified Forest National Park

Hike on a local trail

Our main goal and the biggest adventure by far was going to Grand Canyon. I LOVE GRAND CANYON! I could live there. -I do have to admit that we were there in mild (even almost cold) weather, and off season, so it wasn't very crowded. I might not be so enthusiastic if it had been in the July or August heat. - I guess I'll just have to go back then to be sure. :)

We made it!

(Big Red is right behind Dad, you can barely see her, but she's close by.)

We hiked about a quarter mile down Bright Angel Trail with the girls.
It was nerve racking, but fun. The girls were great! and (mostly) had a good grasp of the danger nearby. Unfortunately there were quite a few risk takers around to serve as examples of what not to do.

Antics on our little hike.
You can see her feet firmly planted on firm ground on the wall side of the trail.


Tired after our hike below the rim.
We couldn't leave! We just kept saying "lets just see whats over here, then we'll eat", or "then we'll leave". And it kept getting darker and colder...but they kept hanging in there!

Finally An Update!

My list of excuses is long and varied, but it all ends with me doing other things than tending to this blog. I've even been on the computer a bit, just not online. Here's a little piece of what we've been up to.

Halloween was a lot of fun. I got very ambitious and decided in September to finally make dresses from a pattern that I've had for at least 5yrs. Having four little girls, and being Laura Ingalls Wilder fans, we have wanted to be the Ingalls family for Halloween for a while. That's a lot of dresses, bonnets, aprons, pantaloons, and chemises to make. This year I had my chance. I started mid September and did the underclothes and apron/bonnets, leaving just about one dress a week for the month of October. It was nuts, but I got it done, and it did keep me busy! Next year we'll have to add Pa. His should be easier, a pair of suspenders and a big-sleeved blouse. I already have a hat.

Trying to be serious and "old fashioned"


Sorting their loot in their newest favorite pajamas.
-The pantaloons and chemises from their costumes!

Here is a picture of the long awaited Welcome Home!

There And Back Again, Again.

 I had intended to use this post to show pictures of our happy reunion.  Daddy's Home!  However, while packing for vacation, I remembered to pack the memory cards for the camera and forgot to pack the adapter for the camera to the computer!!   So here I am with time on my hands and free wi fi (borrowed from the coffee shop downstairs) and I still can't properly update the blog.  Suffice it to say, Dad is home safe and sound.  We couldn't be more thrilled and thankful.  

Happy Thanksgiving to all!  

Pumpkin Fun!

My girls are so big that it wasn't hectic to do pumpkins this year. In fact it was a little boring. They didn't need much help or direction at all. Next year I'm doing one too so I can join in the fun!

God Bless Texas

I did a crazy thing this past Saturday. I rode my bike for a hundred miles. This was an organized event and one that I planned and trained for. -but not enough. One hundred miles is a long way, but it's even longer alone. There were only 59 participants about 15 of which were elite athletes or team members that we never saw again after the start.

I chatted with a couple Grandpas during the first 10 FREEZING miles, lost a spoke, adjusted my brakes, and settled in for the long haul. I kept leap frogging the Grandpas throughout the day, we took breaks at different times, but I caught up with them at lunch. We chatted a bit, they had joined the rest of their group, a couple more riders, and it was discovered that this was my first century. We discussed some of the training involved, and this was when the seed of pity was planted.

Having underestimated the distance, being a bit impulsive, and having limited time for long (lonely) training rides, I was undertrained. I left lunch before them, but they caught me 10 miles later at mile 70. After this point they never let me drop.

They were silly, and kept my mind off the...discomforts of riding. They were interesting, entertaining and knowledgeable. They thanked me for my Husband's service and told stories about their children. I even got nagged about maintaining nutrition toward the end of the ride.

I learned a couple things from this experience.

1. Don't enter a century without at least one friend.
2. Train properly. It's not a long run. You can't just walk if you get tired. And the longer you're out there, the more... uncomfortable you become.
3. Texans are nicest people in the world.

We all know I love my fair state of Missouri, but Texans take the prize for down home consideration and kindness. We have thought so for a while, but this solidified our thoughts on the matter.

Thank you kind Sir's from Midland, TX. I likely would have been pulled off the course crying without you!