Thursday, June 26, 2008

It's tag time












Four places I go over and over

The Kitchen

Carlee Tullets House

To Church

The Park


Four people who e-mail me regularly

My mum (with forwards, HA)

Grannie

Family Fun Magazine

Coupon people


Four places I would rather be right now

With my husband

On a family vacation

In a dance class

On the top a mountain


Four people I talk to on a regular basis

My husband

Jack

My mum

Carlee Tullet


Four favorite places to eat

Chef's Table

Ruby river

Arctic Circle drive through for an order of Banana cream shake yummy!

At a camp fire: tin foil dinners ROCK


Four shows I watch over and over

Pride and Prejudice

Little Women

Mona Lisa Smile

A River Runs Through It


Four people I tag

My mum

My sister in Laws

Carlee Tullet

Lindsey Bullock
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Picnic, Fishing and a Rattle Snake!

We decided to go on yet another adventure. This time, Diamond Fork Canyon was our chosen spot. We first explored a new road that lead to the river 6th water. Ben had fished this river the previous week and wrestled with trees and boulders plus he found several fresh cougar footprints (oh, how he makes me nervous). We drove to the river further up where it was a little more safe and less cougar country.

The scenery was beautiful and the weather- very hot! We found a spot and ate our fried chicken and potato salad as the locus serenaded us (eek!) As we were driving to a spot to check out the fishing Ben's trained eye saw a snake! Of course we had to reverse, stop the car and get out to inspect. To our excitement it was a baby rattle snake. He was a firstly little fellow. Ben really loves snakes (I don't know why) and I defiantly have a respect for them. They really aren't that dangerous if you are educated and don't bother them. We enjoy admiring them. On a side note, that night I did dream that there was a rattle snake in the bed. I woke up asking Ben to get the snake out of the bed! I guess this proves I am a little scared of snakes after all.

After our encounter with the rattler we found a pleasant spot to fish. Jack got so excited when Ben would catch a fish. Each time Ben pulled in a fish Jack walked over and looked at it earnestly and patted it with his stubby fingers. I love my boy! It amazes me how interested Jack is with wildlife. This is a great reminder that I need to open my eyes more often to discover new things.

Mr. Adventure


Ssssss...Baby Rattle Snake

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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Adventures at Bear Lake

The weekend after returning home to Provo (that's so weird that Provo is now my home) we accompanied our dear friends the terrific Tullets, from rainy Washington, to Bear lake in support of Carlee, who was running a marathon (she's amazing). The weather was hot with bursts of windiness. Jack was in his element, he LOVED camping. He trotted around exploring the trees and the tent. It was adorable to watch him and Reid discover rocks, mud, twigs and all other icky but wonderful creations. He slept surprisingly well, thank goodness. He certainly is Ben's son, every time he saw the river his face swelled with excitement.


The Lake was magical! At night the sky glowed a romantic shine of pinks and reds as the lake became a glacier dream. It was glorious to just stand and stare at such beauty. I really enjoy being outside in God's creations, they are so inspiring and tangible. When I am surrounded by nature I feel happier and less stressed. Sadly, my body was not created to withstand the not so glorious creations know as mosquito's. I did wear repellent but not for the first 10 minuets and it was in these 10 minuets that I received a bite that took my little hand by surprise: Look at the pictures and you'll understand.



Carlee the marathon runner!

Jack basking in the sunshine

Jack mid a joyful squeal

Jack and Reid BFF's

1st Lollypop

Sun kissed Jack

Taking the trash


Sunset

A sun kissed sky

The lake in the morning

My fat hand! The result of a mosquito bite, and yes it did itch like crazy.

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Friday, June 13, 2008

Happy Fathers Day!!

This saying defines my dad:

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.

Ben, Jack and I returned back to our little two bedroom apartment in Provo Utah, a couple days ago after a lovely stay in England. Being back in my home country awakens my mind with many childhood memories. My dad has always been a prominent part of my life, leading the way by example. He is an example of strength, always overcoming adversity, offering love and advice. I am so thrilled that Jack got to get to know him these last three weeks. Those two were defiantly kindred spirits, Jack would have played all day in my dad's office if we'd let him.



At the age of 9 I remember our school was having a fancy hat competition. I asked my dad to help me with the design. He created this elaborate and amazing hat, I though it was too good and said it would attract too much attention, I left it at home. He could have been mad or frustrated but he lovingly supported me. I remember going to school and realized that my hat was really amazing and could have won. I am thankful for my dad. We made our dreams of ward musicals a reality along with the faith and dedication of the ward members. On the night before my wedding my dad stayed up late redecorating the balloon decorations because I had been dramatic and passed a comment that there was too much pink. As a young girl he would walk me to school as I held his thumb in my hand trying to recite spellings or maths timetables. My dad's always been at the crossroads in my life.


I love you Dad! Thank-you for all you have done and continue to do for my happiness. You generate determination and truth. Your actions have taught me great lessons that will last a life time. I had a wonderful time in England and already miss you!
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Thursday, June 12, 2008

What can I say...

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Saturday, June 7, 2008

Horses, dogs and a goat!

My sister Beth has two beautiful horses named Cyril and China. Throughout our visit she has been training us as her little horse riding prodigies. It has been about 5 years since I jumped any horse but Beth had me flying over the jumps. I am far from talented at jumping but it sure is fun. Just a side note:Beth is by far the talented horse rider but I am more gifted at taking the action shots!

Me jumping cyril

The pro: Beth


Ben looking fine on horseback


Zak the dog

Zeena AKA bean can, the dog


Mildred the goat

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Friday, June 6, 2008



Wales is full of rolling hills and bushy sheep with dog tails!

Friday morning we (my mum, dad, beth, jack, I and my grandparents) left the house at 9:30am and began our journey to sunny Wales. We met Ben there, he caught a train from London to Chester. We couldn't have asked for better weather; it was glorious sunshine.
Our temporary abode was a small rustic converted barn with charming decor and a hot tub. The hot tub was definitely a wonderful bonus, it made relaxing so easy.


The converted Barn



The converted barn and us!


One of the adorable hound puppies at the barn


On the Saturday we visited Snowdon which is the largest mountain in England and Wales. It's not big compared to the Rockies but it is majestic and beautiful in many ways. This part of Wales offers a whole new view and feel to the United Kingdom. Life flows a little slower but filled with hospitality and generosity. We had lunch in a town favorite diner Pete's Lunch then Ben and I carried Jack up to the ruins of Dolbadarn Castle. As we walked up the twirling staircase my mind wandered, trying to picture the castle alive in all it's glory. I am fascinated by old castles and mansions, just thinking who has walked the same stairs is thrilling.




J-man



Ben and Jack




View from the tower


Me with my wonderful grandparents



Jack asleep on the train ride up the mountain


Me with my fav little boy on Snowdon


Ben and Jack at Snowdon

A beautiful view




Looking down from Snowdon


On our journey's to and from our little place of stay my Grannie, who grew up in Wales, feed our ear's appetites with stories about our ancestors. I am privileged to say I am a quarter Welsh, if only I could speak the bizarre language.
Sunday we attended Church. I just love the fact that any ward of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, teaches the same principles of the gospel; I find this very comforting. Of course each ward has a different character that reflects it's members but the love for Jesus Christ and each other is vibrant.
We visited another castle, a beautiful church, Liverpool and enjoyed several beautiful walks in the glorious countryside. On a particular walk I took with Ben, we climbed over a pig sty into a field with Cows. I nervously asked Ben if he was confident walking through this field hoping that he would suggest a retreat. He did not, instead he walked boldly into the field of Cows. I must admit I am rather embarrassed but I was terribly nervous because when I was 15 my friend and I were chased by bulls. Picture this: Ben walking forward, with me dangling behind, toward the next pig sty. About 20 cows turn and look with a eagerness and begin to walk toward us. By this time I really wanted to scram but Ben kept saying they are not going to harm us. In the end I pooped over a fence to watch Ben mingle with the cows urging him to join me.



Ben with his friendly Cow chums


Ben, jack and the swarm of Pigeons in Liverpool



At the Liverpool Docks

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