We are wicked mega

I would just like to say that Hayden and Cameron are great and happen to be braver than me... well, at least on carnival rides. This one was sort of slow but went high. At the tallest part I held on whereas Cameron, while being smaller (ie. less strapped in) and on the outside (ie. he went higher) stuck his arms out like Superman through many of the very high bits of our flight. And of course Hayden is absolutely bogen, though the ness of this was cleverly hidden during this photo. I enjoy the rides that jostle a bit more while feeling more secure with locking lapbars and such, like the scrambler or that crazy one Hayden and I went on last year..... that was great. Thanks for the fun guys, can't wait for the next time we can get on rides and try to get so sick we puke! Or at least talk like we're going to... gotta love big talk at the waterfront villiage :)

HURRAH FOR FATHERS!!!

This year I get TWO fathers to hurrah!














Here's Dad and us chillin' by what we recently learned was a mower. Thanks for all the lessons Dad, from figuring out what the big metal thing at the side of Grandpa's driveway was to learning how to be a good spouse, you've always been there with wisdom, guidance and love :) Thanks, I love you!

And HURRAH to Dads in law! I just realized I don't have many pictures of my father in-law. We'll have to remedy that at some stage I suppose. In any case I'm so happy to be a Godsiff and to be in the wonderful family that I am. Thank you, my dear father in-law, for being great :) I look forward to many an adventure and many many a dumb joke to which I will dutifully and heartily laugh... provided they not be too dumb ;)








oh, and thanks for raising that husband of mine right and good :D

Oi

These kids in the next building are driving me nuts.

I wish I knew when they sleep that way I could avoid them if I need to. I walked out my door today and before I even saw the little buggers (I don't know if they saw me or if they saw the door close or what) one of them yelled, "Hey! Max!". I can't get him to do his business if those stinking kids are running up and waving at him and yelling his name over and over. A couple of them followed me all the way around my building today. I finally told them they had to leave and they needed to listen to me because I am Max's mom. I actually tried to find them so they could run around with him a bit after he was done but I think that I may have scared them inside, or at least away. Muahahaha.... I mean.... ;) I'm just kidding I don't want to scare them. The older ones are usually cool about it, I just tell them that Max won't go if they're around and they can't play with him until he goes so they leave until he's done. The little ones are another story, they're probably 3 - 5 years old and don't listen very often, there are maybe 4 of them that live close to me. They're the ones that follow and wave, of course if Max ever does pay attention to them they scream and/or giggle and run away. Then, of course, Max tries to herd them.

*sigh* crazy kids and puppy

When it rains, it pours

and by that I mean when it sucks it can REALLY suck. It seems like everytime something goes wrong involving the truck I lock my keys inside along with my spare set and my dog, except this time the lights are on.

I was backing out of my parents driveway, normally I don't park there but Hayden, Courtney, Cameron and I washed my truck and that's the sensible place to do it. Anyway I was an idiot and rammed into a (nice) car parked across the street. Luckily the guy who owns it was close by (I don't know if he was inside or not) so I didn't have to knock on someone's door and inform them that I'd just put a gigantic dent in their front bumper. Anyway, I was all emotional and scared and stuff so I parked and got out of my truck right away. Unfortunately my habit is to lock the door when I get out of it instead of remembering to take my keys out of the ignition. I heard the dinging noise but assumed it was only the lights and I was willing to leave them on for a second while I apologized to the man. So now I'm waiting for my dad to get home and help me get into my truck to save my dog and my battery, then I can get my insurance information and call the man who turned out to be pretty understanding and nice about it. Though I'm sure that me fighting back tears the whole time I talked to him may have persuaded him in that direction.

I sure wish this "first" could have waited until Logan was here too. It'd be nice to have that comfort, but at least I'm here in Portland, not stuck outside my truck with a puppy and a draining battery inside out in the middle of nowhere at some truck stop or something. Hooray for adventures.

Yah church

I went to church called Grace Fellowship this morning, it was really cool. It's a little church down the road that I didn't even know existed until this morning. I found the address online. Unfortunately I won't be back for a couple weeks because of siblings graduating, Kids Camp stuff and Ty and Caroline flying in. In any case I am excited about going back when I can.

I was talking to Logan and the minutes on his phone ran out :( I don't know when I'll get to talk to him next. Maybe later today if he gets a phone, maybe in three weeks... I hope I get to talk to him again today *sigh* we'll see.

HEY! My friend Jasmine is coming to my house today!! :D :D :D yah!! (haha, sometimes I like to use spellcheck even when I spell words wrong purposely, words like yay!!)

time for bed

I'm tired and feeling terribly boring... I'm going back home to Tacoma tomorrow. I need to pay rent... I'm taking Courtney and we'll probably hang out and watch movies a lot. I dunno. I guess we'll have to wait and see.


By the way, Logan is my favorite boy ever. I love him very much and I can't wait to see him in about 84 and a half days.... just so you know....