This was so long ago (from the beginning of the summer) that I can't even remember why we were down there, but we always have a good time up at Fishlake.
Payson Temple
8 years ago
Monday, August 15, 2011
Roasting hotdogs in Lyman
This was so long ago (from the beginning of the summer) that I can't even remember why we were down there, but we always have a good time up at Fishlake.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Johnson Family Reunion
I played catch up today while Daniel took the boys for a drive so keeping scrolling down if you dare.
The Johnson reunion was once again fun this year besides a whole night of absolutely no sleep courtesy of Brody. My very favorite part of the whole weekend was Dalen's talent where he had my mom and all her siblings write down memories about each other and we played a guessing game. It was a good laugh. I took pictures because I was having so much fun watching people getting defensive and laughing and I can't help but laugh as I look back through the pictures.
Like this one: this is where we learned that Dalen used to pull his pants down and squat to fart on Trevor's (my cousins) face. I never knew such a side of Dalen existed.
Karlene humbly accepted most of the stories about her as the truth.
Jay would stand to give his rebuttal of the "real" story which usually ended up being worse than the actual accused memory.
My mom seemed to take the brunt of most of it, and defensively tried to pass the blame to others. Look at Polly's face- I think she's getting ready to say "no way, don't put that onto me!"
Here I think she's saying, "What do you mean? What else could I have done? She made me do it" or something of that sort
Again Karlene humbly accepting her accusations.
Dalen listening earnestly to accusations being made against him, which he usually argued against only to succumb under the pressure.
The funniest was my grandparents. I'm sure a lot of these stories weren't exactly funny at the time they happened, but they sure got a laugh out of them now.
Jay trying to explain another of the memories about him.
Again my mom "wait... wasn't that someone else? I'm sure I did nothing wrong."
This picture is my favorite. Jill is looking at my mom like "REALLY MOM?!?!?" and my mom and dad both have their hands over their faces like they just can't contain the embarrassment.
We even got to hear a few stories about Bishop Grandpa and his relationship with alcohol. :)
My mom "oh oh I know I know". Looking at the picture it's pretty obvious who the story is about you just have to look at Polly's face.
It's so funny to learn that your parents weren't perfect growing up either.
The Johnson reunion was once again fun this year besides a whole night of absolutely no sleep courtesy of Brody. My very favorite part of the whole weekend was Dalen's talent where he had my mom and all her siblings write down memories about each other and we played a guessing game. It was a good laugh. I took pictures because I was having so much fun watching people getting defensive and laughing and I can't help but laugh as I look back through the pictures.
Like this one: this is where we learned that Dalen used to pull his pants down and squat to fart on Trevor's (my cousins) face. I never knew such a side of Dalen existed.
Karlene humbly accepted most of the stories about her as the truth.
Jay would stand to give his rebuttal of the "real" story which usually ended up being worse than the actual accused memory.
My mom seemed to take the brunt of most of it, and defensively tried to pass the blame to others. Look at Polly's face- I think she's getting ready to say "no way, don't put that onto me!"
Here I think she's saying, "What do you mean? What else could I have done? She made me do it" or something of that sort
Again Karlene humbly accepting her accusations.
Dalen listening earnestly to accusations being made against him, which he usually argued against only to succumb under the pressure.
The funniest was my grandparents. I'm sure a lot of these stories weren't exactly funny at the time they happened, but they sure got a laugh out of them now.
Jay trying to explain another of the memories about him.
Again my mom "wait... wasn't that someone else? I'm sure I did nothing wrong."
This picture is my favorite. Jill is looking at my mom like "REALLY MOM?!?!?" and my mom and dad both have their hands over their faces like they just can't contain the embarrassment.
We even got to hear a few stories about Bishop Grandpa and his relationship with alcohol. :)
My mom "oh oh I know I know". Looking at the picture it's pretty obvious who the story is about you just have to look at Polly's face.
It's so funny to learn that your parents weren't perfect growing up either.
swimming lessons
On one other day it was just their class at the diving boards and once again while all the other kids went off the lower diving board Chase had the higher board to himself. The rest of his class had to wait in line for their turn but Chase got to just keep jumping and jumping.
Getting ready...
He leaps off the board....
Gets ready for landing....
Did you notice the HUGE grin in every one of those pictures. That's my little fish!
Fire Station
A friends of mine set up a tour at the fire station (Aug. 12) and invited a bunch of us to come along. I try not to tell Chase things too far in advance because he just can't contain the excitement and will ask multiple times a day if it's the day we get to do _________. I finally told his the day before we went that we were going to go and he was thrilled. We had an opportunity to see a fire truck at the safety fair in Tooele, but Chase was a little too scarred to climb up in it and so he immediately remembered that experience and told me he was going to be brave and that he had a lot of questions he needed to ask the fireman about their hoses.
Daniel surprised us with staying home from work that day (since he has been working insane hours the past couple months) so he was able to come along with us.
The firemen were so sweet and went all out for these little boys. They had one fireman get all dressed up and even in his oxygen mask and everything. They were teaching the kids that firemen are there to help and if they are ever stuck in a building to not be scarred and hide from the fireman if he is coming to get them. One of Chases little friends yelled out "NO! I don't want him to come get me, he is soo scarry!!"
True to his word, Chase was brave and climbed up into the firetruck, several times and he asked the firemen all sorts of questions about their trucks and their hoses. I was so proud of him because I know it was a little scary for him.
Chase and his buddy Dane who lives across the street.
Most of the kids that were there, my lens wouldn't allow me to fit all the kids in. Still trying to talk Daniel into a new lens :)
The firemen took each of them and buckled them in one at a time and let them sit up front for a minute.
Daniel surprised us with staying home from work that day (since he has been working insane hours the past couple months) so he was able to come along with us.
True to his word, Chase was brave and climbed up into the firetruck, several times and he asked the firemen all sorts of questions about their trucks and their hoses. I was so proud of him because I know it was a little scary for him.
Chase and his buddy Dane who lives across the street.
Most of the kids that were there, my lens wouldn't allow me to fit all the kids in. Still trying to talk Daniel into a new lens :)
The firemen took each of them and buckled them in one at a time and let them sit up front for a minute.
Parade of homes
I am so behind with my pictures that I decided I better just start with today and go forward and try and catch up later (so I don't get even more behind).
I went to the Parade of Homes with my aunt Ellen when I was 12 and staying with her for a week of the summer. I thought it was so much fun and I still remember this incredible bedroom in one of the homes that had a huge mural of Noah's ark on the wall. I have wanted to do it again ever since and the opportunity presented itself this year, so we took it.
I was pretty nervous buying tickets and wondering if the boys were actually going to let us do this or not, and we had our ups and downs by they enjoyed a lot of it as well.
We saw some pretty plain houses and some EXTREMELY fancy ones. This one was so fancy they had a video camera before the drive up gate.
The windows were incredible and took up the whole wall with the view.
The boys showing that they could relax and get used to a house like this! These windows were in the bedroom.
The funnest part was getting to see the "UP" house. They built an exact replica of the house in the movie and it was so cute.
A real live Carl and Russell.
They even gave the boys balloons as we left. Chase thought it was pretty neat to walk through the house. He really like "UP" (called "the balloon show" at our house) and enjoyed the house, until we got downstairs. They sponsored a make a wish for a little boy that loved Toy story and so they decorated one of the rooms in honor of that kid and included tons of "Andy's toys". They had a slinky dog and that was too much for Chase, (if you know his obsession with hoses, or slinky hoses, or slinky dog, then you will understand.) We had to leave after seeing that room.
I went to the Parade of Homes with my aunt Ellen when I was 12 and staying with her for a week of the summer. I thought it was so much fun and I still remember this incredible bedroom in one of the homes that had a huge mural of Noah's ark on the wall. I have wanted to do it again ever since and the opportunity presented itself this year, so we took it.
I was pretty nervous buying tickets and wondering if the boys were actually going to let us do this or not, and we had our ups and downs by they enjoyed a lot of it as well.
We saw some pretty plain houses and some EXTREMELY fancy ones. This one was so fancy they had a video camera before the drive up gate.
The windows were incredible and took up the whole wall with the view.
The boys showing that they could relax and get used to a house like this! These windows were in the bedroom.
The funnest part was getting to see the "UP" house. They built an exact replica of the house in the movie and it was so cute.
A real live Carl and Russell.
They even gave the boys balloons as we left. Chase thought it was pretty neat to walk through the house. He really like "UP" (called "the balloon show" at our house) and enjoyed the house, until we got downstairs. They sponsored a make a wish for a little boy that loved Toy story and so they decorated one of the rooms in honor of that kid and included tons of "Andy's toys". They had a slinky dog and that was too much for Chase, (if you know his obsession with hoses, or slinky hoses, or slinky dog, then you will understand.) We had to leave after seeing that room.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
The rest of the Colorado trip
You know... the one that happened like two months ago? (nice...)
I like to try things once to say I have and that is the reason I decided to Bungee Jump. That and Daniel really wanted to do it and I know that I would never live it down if I chickened out. It turned out about as bad as I imagined it, .... actually worse. I imagined that once I "took the leap" that everything would be fine. I climbed to the top of the tower and I could hardly breathe, partially because it was like a million flights of stairs up, but mostly from the anxiety that was increasingly constricting my air way the higher up I saw how far down I would be falling. Once at the top I said a quick good bye as I watched Daniel dive off the tower with no problems. I was thinking maybe it was one of those things that seems harder than it is.
The guy at the top asked me how I wanted to go and at first it seemed like a good idea to go like Daniel did, just diving, but when I got my leg wrapped around the big padded pole that would fall with me I quickly realized that just wasn't going to happen. I asked if I could just go off normally. This is where I didn't know enough. I didn't know what was normal or what the options even were, so he told me to just let myself fall. Yeah, I don't know about anyone else, but my body has a problem with just letting me fall off of a 75 foot edge. I couldn't do it. I stood on the platform for what seemed like forever. I kept telling the guy up there with me to tell me exactly what would happen and when, when would the bungee cord catch me, when would I land, etc. After what felt like an hour and probably realistically was a couple full minutes of standing on the ledge (might not sound long, but it felt long!) I heard Daniel yelling words of encouragement. For the first time I noticed him down there watching me and to my horror there was a gathering of people taking bets on whether I would chicken out or not. Ok, not really, but there really was a group of passerby's that stopped on their way to another ride to see if I would be able to do it. At that point I knew I HAD to do it, so I sat there for a little while longer and finally just let myself go.
I did just what I was told, just let myself start falling. When my body was parallel to the ground I panicked. I did NOT want to end up falling on my head so I freaked. At some point I flipped over with my back towards the ground and ended up with the bungee cord catching me in a back flop. My whole body was jerked and a terrible sound of pain and humiliation escaped my mouth. It was finally over and I have sworn over and over that I will never do that again! Daniels thinking skydiving would be fun now.....
Sunday was time to head back to Moab. Daniel loves to take the scenic route and see new things. I like to see new things, but I don't like to drive. I drive to get the a destination so I wasn't thrilled when Daniel suggested we take a back route that would take 2 extra hours to get home ( on top of the 4 hours we already had to go to get to Moab and then 4.5 hours on top of that to get back home late that day) BUT, being his birthday I had no choice but to happily oblige. It turned out to be a pretty neat drive.
We came around a sharp corner on a curvy mountain road and saw these funny little things so we had to pull over.
They are "coke ovens" from the late 1880's where coal was heated in the oven to produce coke, a combustible material that burns practically smoke free. I still don't really understand why, but they were pretty cool. They were being rebuilt as you can see from the ones in the center.
.... and more...
... and more....
We went off course for an hour drive up to Marble Colorado. Here they mine giant slabs of marble that are used all over for marble statues. They just had these huge marble slabs sitting all over the place, but we didn't really have time to stop and check things out much.
And the waterfalls. The were all over lining the highway and they were gorgeous I was really surprised when we passed the first one that we just had to stop, but they became a pretty common sight and unfortunately we didn't have time to explore each one.
I like to try things once to say I have and that is the reason I decided to Bungee Jump. That and Daniel really wanted to do it and I know that I would never live it down if I chickened out. It turned out about as bad as I imagined it, .... actually worse. I imagined that once I "took the leap" that everything would be fine. I climbed to the top of the tower and I could hardly breathe, partially because it was like a million flights of stairs up, but mostly from the anxiety that was increasingly constricting my air way the higher up I saw how far down I would be falling. Once at the top I said a quick good bye as I watched Daniel dive off the tower with no problems. I was thinking maybe it was one of those things that seems harder than it is.
The guy at the top asked me how I wanted to go and at first it seemed like a good idea to go like Daniel did, just diving, but when I got my leg wrapped around the big padded pole that would fall with me I quickly realized that just wasn't going to happen. I asked if I could just go off normally. This is where I didn't know enough. I didn't know what was normal or what the options even were, so he told me to just let myself fall. Yeah, I don't know about anyone else, but my body has a problem with just letting me fall off of a 75 foot edge. I couldn't do it. I stood on the platform for what seemed like forever. I kept telling the guy up there with me to tell me exactly what would happen and when, when would the bungee cord catch me, when would I land, etc. After what felt like an hour and probably realistically was a couple full minutes of standing on the ledge (might not sound long, but it felt long!) I heard Daniel yelling words of encouragement. For the first time I noticed him down there watching me and to my horror there was a gathering of people taking bets on whether I would chicken out or not. Ok, not really, but there really was a group of passerby's that stopped on their way to another ride to see if I would be able to do it. At that point I knew I HAD to do it, so I sat there for a little while longer and finally just let myself go.
I did just what I was told, just let myself start falling. When my body was parallel to the ground I panicked. I did NOT want to end up falling on my head so I freaked. At some point I flipped over with my back towards the ground and ended up with the bungee cord catching me in a back flop. My whole body was jerked and a terrible sound of pain and humiliation escaped my mouth. It was finally over and I have sworn over and over that I will never do that again! Daniels thinking skydiving would be fun now.....
Sunday was time to head back to Moab. Daniel loves to take the scenic route and see new things. I like to see new things, but I don't like to drive. I drive to get the a destination so I wasn't thrilled when Daniel suggested we take a back route that would take 2 extra hours to get home ( on top of the 4 hours we already had to go to get to Moab and then 4.5 hours on top of that to get back home late that day) BUT, being his birthday I had no choice but to happily oblige. It turned out to be a pretty neat drive.
We came around a sharp corner on a curvy mountain road and saw these funny little things so we had to pull over.
They are "coke ovens" from the late 1880's where coal was heated in the oven to produce coke, a combustible material that burns practically smoke free. I still don't really understand why, but they were pretty cool. They were being rebuilt as you can see from the ones in the center.
.... and more...
... and more....
We went off course for an hour drive up to Marble Colorado. Here they mine giant slabs of marble that are used all over for marble statues. They just had these huge marble slabs sitting all over the place, but we didn't really have time to stop and check things out much.
And the waterfalls. The were all over lining the highway and they were gorgeous I was really surprised when we passed the first one that we just had to stop, but they became a pretty common sight and unfortunately we didn't have time to explore each one.
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