Spring Break

Kathleen and I decided to take a road trip for Spring Break. Now before you jump to any conclusions and have horrifying mental pictures of me in Ft Lauderdale or Mazatlan partying with Girls Gone Wild, let me inform you that I was invited to Vashon Island to rummage through my dead sister's things. How is that for fun? It is an island, and it is Spring, and Kathleen and her friend, Heather, were able to go down to the beach, but this is the weather we encountered:



It looked like a scene from Snow Falling on Cedars. This was a whirlwind (and snowy) trip. Dick Gordon asked Aunty Kate and I to come up because he was ready to go through some of Fran's things and needed help identifying family heirlooms so that David would know what they were someday when he became interested in them.


We left Wednesday morning with relatively nice weather, but by about Burley encountered quite a bit of rain. We reached my usual stopping point on these Seattle jaunts, Baker city Oregon, but it was only 5 pm so we decided to go on for a while. After we drove past La Grande and were emotionally and vehicularly committed to Pendleton, we encountered a blizzard in the Blue Mountains and it was especially treacherous in Deadman Pass. Yes, Deadman. Kathleen did a great job driving through this. We finally got to Vashon on Thursday and we got right to work.

I went through the boxes of patterns, sewing equipment, sewing machines (4) -- I brought one home for Sarah -- and books. We cleaned up the guest room, had Mexican food, and bedded down for the night.


On Friday, we went through Fran's clothes and jewelry. I was hoping to find pieces of Mom's costume jewelry of which I have such fond memories. Unfortunately, I came up empty handed. We did find Grandpa Dibble's 20 and 25 year commerative pins from Salt Lake Hardware and Charlie's 25 and 30 year pins from his work with USAF. We also found Mom's bracelet with a pendant with the Minute Man Missle on it. That is a strange piece of jewelry to be sure, but Mom worked as a secretary to one of the engineering crews that worked on the missle at Hill AFB in the 60's. She really liked it. I hope David will appreciate those little items. I think he has a bit of a pack rat nature like his mom, I just hope he developes her love of family heritage. After the clothes and jewelry, we tackled the camera equipment. The only thing I recognized that was a real blast from the past was Polaroid camera that we bought Mom in the early 1970's. We were so sneaky and she was so surprised. We still have some very good looking pictures that were taken with that camera. All the camera equipment went to the Jr. High School. Fran would have liked that. She was always involved in the schools.


We went to dinner at the Backbay Inn on Vashon where Dick was playing with his blue grass band. I have eaten way too much on this trip.


Saturday we decided that we needed to get on the road quickly because the weather looked threatening. However, there was time to look at one more box. We found the lovely colored pencil sketch of my grandmother. I must have looked like I was going to cry because Dick told my I could have it. Fran probably would have slapped him if she were able. This is truly a family prize.


On the way home, the girls wanted to stop at the best Nordstrom Rack in the world so we did. That put us behind about 2 hours but Kathleen found an adorable pair of Betsey Johnson shoes for only $47 dollars. It was worth it. We got to Pendleton again about 930 pm.


Sunday we woke to snow. Please reference the paragraph above about Deadman Pass. We decided to go to church in La Grand and drove through the pass in white out conditions. I figured we would be blessed for making the effort to get to Sacrament meeting under such awful conditions. We were. It was a wonderful ward, with a great spirit. We split fast, though, hoping to get ahead of the weather, and only getting in the middle of another white out. I thought this was spring.

We did get home safely. The doggies and Bob missed us. The house was in great shape.

Aunty Kate, you missed an eventful trip. Hope you can come next time.

Snow Bunnies and Snow Drifts

In honor of the first days of spring, here is a little retrospective on winter.

These are just a few views of the kind of snow whe have had this year. You will note the height of the snow piles. Now some of these are just piles that fell off the roof after the snow had built up 3-4 feet and then slid down. but in the yard, we have an actual 4 feet. Hallelujah -- it is starting to melt.

All winter long, I have been avoiding going skiing with Bob. I have nothing against spending they day with Bob; I actually enjoy it. However, I'm not crazy about skiing. It's cold, it's scary, there are to many people and I can't seem to manuever around them and I am sure I will hit someone and will be arrested for reckless skiing. Oh, wait, that's only in Park City. There is something about speeding down an ice covered hill with nothing to protect you but some puffy bib overalls and a jacket with a fake chinchilla collar. And I am sure that I go at least 100 miles an hour. Finally, I gave in (I had made all kinds of excuses the entire winter -- too tired, too ill, condo remodeling stuff, just didn't want to).

When Bob used to take the kids skiing when they were really little, he told them they couldn't consider themselves real skiers until they could do up there own boots. Well, I am not a real skier. Bob, or Rachel, or Sarah, all had to help me with my boots at one time or another yesterday. It's is quite pathetic that a full grown adult can't seem to bend over and fasten her own footwear.

Anyway, I went to Snowbasin with the fam and actually had a good time. I never did get off the bunny hill, but did it 6 times, which is 4 more times than I went last year. The entire time I was on the slopes I kept thinking, "I can't believe I'd doing this!" I even did the harder easy hill (2x!!). And then came my favorite part of skiing, lunch!!

I may actually go again someday. Perhaps in another 3-10 years I will be able to go on the upper mountain. It is amazing how much easier this is to do 40 lbs lighter. However, with those poofy pants, it is hard to tell that I'm lighter. Now if I can only learn to buckle my own boots.

PS -- Went again and came home with a whiplash!! I fell and hit my head on the ground. Thank goodness Bob forgot his camera!!

Tag, I'm it.

Ten Years Ago: At the hospital with Sarah a bazillion times as she had knee/ankle/heart/knee/ovary surgery. Not all at once.

Five places I have lived:
1. Portsmouth, Virginia (where life began for me)
2. Ogden, UT
3. Seattle, WA
4. Beavercreek, Ohio – yes, the home of the Battling Beavers (our HS mascot)
5. Salt Lake City, UT

Five things on my to do list:
1. Finish my taxes by April 15, since I’ve never gotten them done before Oct. 15 in years.
2. Finish the Aunty Fran t-shirt quilt before David graduates from HS – oh, wait, he’s done that – before he goes on his mission.
3. Go to Paris with Rachel.
4. Lose 60 more lbs. It is kind of overwhelming that I have lost 40 lbs and am still over 200.
5. Be awesome

I enjoy: Going to Huntsville, when I can just sit out under my beautiful trees and do nothing.

Two bad habits:
1. Cussing. Even though Em’s has gone down significantly, I think I found her extra words. Otto makes me do it.
2. Playing Jewel Quest, Jewel Quest II, and now Jewel Quest solitare.

Five things you may not know about me:
1. I always read the last pages of a book before I finish. I have to make sure I am going to like how it ends – even if it is a sad ending. It must not be a stupid ending.
2. I have seen the movie Casablanca 25 times since high school. No it did not come out when I was in High School. I saw it at a film festival.
3. I love Dancing with the Stars. I am voting for Kristi Yamaguchi.
4. I wanted to be a cop when I was in college. Maybe that is why I love crime shows.
5. I have this sick fascination with serial killers. When I was a kid, I read True Crime magazine.

Five jobs I've had:
1. Czarina of Robert B Sykes & Associates
2. Ironing – but only long enough to make money for youth conference.
3. Teaching Assistant in BYU Political Science department
4. Kelly girl – temp work during the summer during college.
5. Secretary at BYU – Chemistry department

OK, Rachsticle, you are it. Also, Aunty Kate and Deborah you can send in e-mail.

Aunty Kate the Great turns 50

The best birthday present I ever gave anyone, I didn’t really give. For Aunty Kate’s 50th birthday, her fabulously sensitive husband, Jeffrey Lewis, flew me up to the frozen northland that is Minneapolis to surprise her. Here is a rundown of how it went:

1. Thursday, Feb. 21, the big day, Jeffrey picked me up at the airport. We were going to get to the house during James’ parent teacher conference, get my stuff in my room, and be waiting in the family room when K returned home to get McKay. So we went to the store to buy Diet Coke, because K only drinks caffeine free Pepsi (yuck :{ ) and Jeffrey drinks Diet Dew (:{) and balloons. Well, James is doing so well in school that the conference was only about 5 minutes long and she was home. So plan B – I got the balloons and walked in on her in the kitchen. She screamed like she had won the Showcase Showdown on the Price is Right. It was so fun. We stayed home in the evening and watched her open presents (a wonderful laptop and printer so she can do genealogy – she is so righteous – and other great things as well), had a delicious steak dinner cooked by Jeffrey, wonderful bread and Texas sheet cake, also cooked by Jeffrey. We stayed up late and looked at genealogy (we’re old, we can’t help it) and just laughed and had a great time. The boys are great, smart, funny and talented, and perhaps a little unwilling to do homework if something more fun, like Aunt Rebby, is around.

2. Friday, Feb. 22, was the day of the ward Progressive dinner. It was to be held at the Lewis house so there was lots to be done. House work, and Aunty Kate had to go to school to help decorate for a big fundraiser. We did take a break and had lunch with Kathleen’s book group. They read Austenland, so I think I will put it on my list of things to read. Don’t forget the cooking for the party. We had a wonderful beef curry with whole spices and spinach, and my famous shrimp curry, rice and salad. After dinner, we went to someone’s home for dessert ( I was very good with my WW Points :) ). I met cousin Jordan Jenkins trainer (missionary), and some of K’s friends though I was the younger sister!! Again, we stayed up late and it was wonderful.

3. Saturday we slept in and then went to the gym (yes!). In the afternoon, we went to Minnehaha Falls. If you remember, by the shores of Gitchee Gumee, by the shining big sea waters, stood the wigwam of Nokomis, daughter of the moon Nokomis, and all her friends – Hiawatha and Minnehaha, from the Song of Hiawatha by Longfellow. For a really cold place, Minneapolis is a fabulous place to be outside. The sun was shining and people, including us, were out walking. The falls were frozen solid and there were chunks of ice floating down the Mississippi.

That evening we went to see Vantage Point with some friends. Please someone I know go see that movie so I can talk about it. SPOILER ALERT: Don’t read past here if you don’t want to know how it ends!! The trailer says that the movie is 8 people, 8 points of view. They tell the story once, then rewind and tell it again from someone else’s point of view. Thankfully, they actually only told the story 5 times. If they had done it once more, I might have screamed, thus ruing the movie experience for many. Basically, the President of the US is speaking at something in Spain. He is shot. But not really, that is a double. However, the real president is then kidnaped by terrorists, and a couple of hotels and the government headquarters is blown up by the same terrorists and lots of people die. It is an inside job. One of the secret service agents is behind the plot. At the end, the terrorists race through the town in an ambulance with the president. A little girl is in the road; they swerve to avoid hitting her. These are the same people that blew up hundreds, shot several secret service agents and police officers to death in cold blood and they swerve to avoid hitting a little girl? In real life, they would have mowed her down. Anyway, at the end, the terrorists die in the accident, the evil secret service agent dies, but utters that we will never win, and the good agent saves the day, gets into the ambulance and says "I’ve got you, sir". In the final scene we see the president being lifted up in a helicopter and a news reporter stating that the president was not injured in the shooting. It was like Groundhog Day on Meth and then they didn’t know how to wrap it up. Good tension for a while, too many points of view and a laughable ending.

4. Sunday, I had to go home to my own family. It was a sad parting. I know this was supposed to be a present for Aunty Kate, but it was a wonderful present for me, also. Many thanks to the Lewis’s for the good time. I hope they come to see us next.

Before I go, look at how big James and McKay are, and how cute Stripes is.

I was just practicing with my new camera for this picture. Stripes was a very patient subject.