
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I voted.

My short cameo in Zion.
What cute babies.
Viva el Peru
Okay mom, you win. It seems nothing will be posted till we get this Peru bit out of the way!
Rather than recount the stories you have all heard (multiple times?), here are a few things I learned in Peru...
Incans were tough.
Terraces on the side of a mountain look very hard to build, but th
ey are everywhere! It was fascinating to learn how calculated and precise In can building techniques were. I cannot even cut a straight line...
Andy is tough.
Being in Peru - meeting the people, walking the streets, seeing the sights, and dining where guinea pig is offered - made me appreciate Andy’s missionary experience, and feel swelling pride that he is my brother. (Incidentally, the same can be said about my time in Italy for Todd.) I loved Peru instantly because I know how much Andy loves it (and because there were llamas).
I am tough. (Stop laughing, I am tough.)
And, I am a good sport. We did rather hard hikes (sometimes without water) and saw really huge bugs. On a hike to Lake Sandoval, my nose started bleeding a few kilometers in - it was awful. But my complaints and meltdowns were minimal, so it all feels like a victory. (I know this is my opinion, no need to solicit validation from anyone present at the time.)
Everyone has a vice.
And mine is diet coke, or when international, coca light. Prior to Peru, I spent a few months soda-free, but getting back on the wagon was like reuniting with an old friend.
I have good friends.
...even if they always lose at hearts.
(Blogger is not my friend. It will not put any of my pictures where I want them, or upload the ones that I want. and what is the deal with the fonts? ugh.)
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Take me out to the ball game ...
Cousin hugs ... soon they will be best buddies and criminals in crime together!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Hickson Island

To the average person this just looks like some trees covered with water all around....OH NO! This is the island beloved by the original 6 Hicksons (cashat)! They set up camp here complete with a hammock between the trees. Now it's covered with water and uncampable from all the rain and runoff this lake has received. Park Time
So many candles, so little cake!
Steve put a great party together having all the kiddos come over and he slaved on preparing a great Italian feast (Amores - perfect!). He knows my favorite is to hang with the fam and chat with the girls on the phone, so it was the best!
During the feast, Steve got the group taking turns in looking back to "roast" some great memories and share a lot of laughs! We truly have had rich years and continues to be a joy having so much family around with great love for each other!
I'm not so sure I'm happy to add another year but the pamper night and gifts were so fun! I really felt the love - thanks y'all!
Steve had another trick up his sleeve and sent me on a treasure hunt. After looking in the longhorn head, drawer and jet ski, the real prize was in the bike trailer ... yep, my very own dirt bike! I was shocked and sure this must be a new bike for Steve under the pretense of my birthday, but no ... it's mine! It came with all the gear ... helmet, bulky riding boots, pants, gloves, the works to protect the bod! What a night!
"Live life in crescendo! ~ Stephen R. Covey ~
The more candles you add, the bigger the cake has to get! But a school lunch pan of homemade german chocolate cake is never too much ... thanks, Chris! xo



