Hank the Jogging fool!!!

Today I finally decided that I felt well enough, and that it was warm enough to start jogging again.  I got all dressed up in my spiffy jogging outfit, and Hank scratched on the door and wanted to come in.  I opened the back door and he saw me and ran and crashed straight into the front door because he was so excited to go jogging.  I thought you might enjoy what a spaz my dog is when he thinks you are going to go running with him.  (Disclaimer:  We live on 40 acres and Hank could go for a run any old time he felt like it.)

Fun Story -or not?

 

I love this hardworkig man, isn't he cute when he is sleeping!!!

 

Okay here are all the cute pictures from our trip to Cedar City.  "Why were you in Cedar City?" you ask.  Well it is a funny story, or not so funny if you are me!  For Christmas my Dad gave me one of the best presents I have ever recieved a Bosh mixer with a blender attachment.  I was so excited I knew that's what I was getting so I had a whole list of things that I was going to make with it.  On Christmas night after all the festivities we headed to Grand Junction to Jeremy's parents house.  I begged him to bring my mixer but he said their wasn't any room -He always says that.  And because I had just had surgery I couldn't lift my mixer, so I went and said good-bye to it. We spent time in Grand Jct, and then time back at home.  Due to my surgery I was moving extra slow, and had to take down all the Christmas decor before Jer went back to work.  So after it was all down we headed to Moab to pick up my mixer.  We got to my Dad's and I went to get it and it was GONE.  I had a momentary freak out!  Asked my Dad three times if he had really gotten me one, and he said he had so I called Megan.  Now know as Rat Sister.  Rat Sister did not answer her phone, so I called other sister who I am still thinking up a not nice name.   Not nice Sister answered her phone and said she that Rat Sister had taken her mixer home for her, and then her husband informed her that he had packed her mixer in their little tiny car. (Imagine that they had room in their little tiny car for big large mixer, and baby and baby supplies. Hum I am going to have to talk to Jer about this!)  Any way Rat Sister had packed her Bosch and my Bosch thinking it was not nice sisters' Bosch.  I was recovering from Surgery and couldn't drive to Cedar to pick it up, So I had to wait the 21+ days until Jer got back to take me! 
Moral of the story:  If your Dad gets you a really cool gift take it home right that minute, even if he got your not so nice Sisters the same exact present.

We don't have stairs at our house

We went to visit Megan, Andrew,  & Alex in Cedar city, and I loved how Alex would go down the stairs on his belly so quickly.  I made him let me take a video, and then my kids wanted to join in the fun. 

A Shout Out for my Friend Melissa P

Okay so everyone here has seen my blog, you and I both know that I am NO photographer.  But I do know good photography when I see it, and my friend Melissa is an exceptional photographer.  She is doing a photography project on the people of La Sal. If you know me at all you know that I love La Sal and the people who make it great, so I can't not share this project with everyone.  Hat's off to Melissa and her beautiful project.  Thanks for sharing this with us Mel, our Family is so blessed to be friends with your family!  Okay enough mush and on to the PROJECT.



If by the end of the night you are seeing spots and your ears are ringing

We had some friends over to celebrate the end of the world!  Thanks Lee, Melissa & Gus!!!!  I made the food and Lee brought the things to blow up.  I love how it turned into a science lesson, and the kids kept yelling try this, try that.  By the end of the night we were all seeing spots and our ears were ringing, I guess that means we had a good time!

Cute clip of Jer and our Niece Kynlee

The Long Walk

In San Juan School District they put on this wonderful program called the long walk.  The Long Walk of the Navajo, also called the Long Walk to Bosque Redondo (Navajo: Hwéeldi), refers to the 1864 deportation and attempted ethnic cleansing of the Navajo people by the U.S. government. Navajos were forced to walk at gunpoint from their reservation in what is now Arizona to eastern New Mexico. Some 53 different forced marches occurred between August 1864 and the end of 1866. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_Walk_of_the_Navajo. All of the 5th Grade classes from all over San Juan county come together to learn about the Indians in their area and how they were treated,  how they survived and sustained themselves.  It was so well put together, I was very impressed with the work that the Blanding teacher Mr. Turk? put into it. He was dressed to the nines in his full Confederate solider uniform.  So we didn't really walk all that far, but when we did we were in two lines with a two inch diameter rope in between us.  We were given our daily rations which was a small square of hardtack, I saw some hardtack along the trail and I am pretty sure the Navajos didn't drop their hardtack.  The 5th graders were told to hang on to the rope and not let go.  We were asked to walk in reverence with no talking.  We were also asked to go slow, and to swing wide.  There was also a guard on horse back with a bull whip reminding us to keep moving, no talking, and keep our hands on the rope.  At the beginning we did so well, but after we had stopped at the College and took part in a few stations,  we were feeling our oats and we forgot to swing wide, and wiped quite a few 5th graders out.  I shouldn't make fun, but it was so funny to watch the kids get taken out.  The rope would be smashed against a tree, and kid after kid would smash into the tree and fall to the ground, but they had been told not to let go of the rope, so by golly they were going to hold on to that rope even if it meant getting a mouthful of Juniper bush.  (Just so you know what a bad person I am I am laughing so hard that I am crying just writing this.)  As we are on our hike we are stopped a few times to talk about what the Indians went through and what they daily diet was. We learn about kindness, and ethics, and about being prepared.  When we reached the end of our walk we were greeted by warm fires, chili and fry bread. Mr Turk had Native Americans there to serve the children.   I was so pleased and felt like I had learned a lot that day, and was I was hoping that the 5th graders in Parkers' class had done the same.  So as I was walking back to my truck (I truly am a snob I only drive myself on field trips!)  I overheard the kids asking their teacher when they were going to get to eat their sack lunches!  Really truly I think it might take todays' kids a few long walks before they lose their sense of entitlement. 
More info:  http://www.utahindians.org/Curriculum/pdf/HSnavajo.pdf