A few weekends ago Don went to the Narrows and Navajo Lake with the Young Men for high adventure camp. As you can see, he had a lot of fun, biking, swimming, and hiking...all without me. As a token of goodwill, I decided to post this being the dedicated, and sweet wife that I am to show off his awesome pics of his adventure. I'm not bitter. I just want to point out that Don missed me while he was away, because he's reverted to kissing frogs.
A few weeks ago I decided to bust out the hair gel and give Jaden a new 'do. He's stylin' in this pic, complete with a Mohawk. The last time I did his hair I parted it on the side, and combed it really nice. Everyone said that he looked like a sissy, but I thought it was better than his "Albert Einstein" look. Everyone seemed to approve of this, though. For those of you who don't know, my awesome nephew is now walking hard core. He can take about six steps at a time, when he wants to. Jaden is also my biggest fan when it comes to cooking. I made some cake the other day, and that his little hands were shaking from excitement making it hard to get the crumbs in his mouth. Jaden's pretty much a big deal.
I just returned from Summerfest. I love Summerfest because it's become somewhat of a tradition for me. When the trees leaf out, and the sun starts baking the sidewalk, it's time to go to Summerfest. There's really nothing extraordinary about the entire thing: it's really just a gathering of artists, some are local, some aren't. Last year I got a wreath for my door. This year I came back with a discovery. I found a booth that immediately captured my attention with it's vibrant picture of two monks, dressed in red, leaning out a window. It was phenomenal; a work of art. And then glancing around, I felt like I'd stepped into a National Geographic photographers studio. There were pictures from every place imaginable-Nepal, Guatemala, Zimbabwe, China,...just about every people, place and culture. Every picture was beautiful, and powerful in it's own way. Some made you laugh, some made you want to cry, and others just made you think. The artists name was Emerson Matabele, and he has somehow managed to capture hundreds of the various facets that make the human spirit sparkle.
I know the question that has been on all of your minds..."Is the Host worth reading?" And this question can be easily answered by reading my latest Book Review Blogspot! ...I don't know if you've noticed or not, but on the right side of this blogspot is a link to "Formulated Phrase", it's a new blogspot that I've started that has all of my book reviews. I've been toying with the idea of starting an on-line book club of sorts, and plan to make it very viewer interactive. So, check it out, and tell me whether or not you agree with me, or if you don't. I plan on reading at least a book a month this summer. I actually have a whole reading schedule lined up until next summer, so feel free to join me. No pressure.
It is a well known fact that I am a candy-monger. I could horde candy until pigs fly. It's a gift, really. It makes it a tricky situation because we always seem to have candy in our apartment. Don has an unusually large sweet-tooth. And my sister, Aubrey, who has deprived herself for nearly a decade due to her running career, has an even larger one. So whenever she comes over to my apartment, and sees some candy, it's always a temptation. I discovered that to her it's a deadly game to eat candy in my house. Like a form of Russian Roulette. To quote her verbatim, "Whenever Don buys candy, you know it will be okay... ...if Erin has candy it was probably found with the Dead Sea Scrolls." Now, by itself, this comment isn't quite as funny. But, the fact that she said this while chewing madly on a Starburst for the past five minutes made it pretty funny. The fact that Ashley had given it to her, and then started doing a sadistic happy dance in the background made it even funnier. And the realization that I had no idea where the mystery petrified Starburst came from made it...priceless. As Aubrey observed after her chewing frenzy, "It's like giving a dog peanut butter." I'll slowly stop candy addicts, one fossilized Starburst at a time...
Ashely and fiance Cody Webb
Planned Wedding Date June 22, 2009
I just returned from Summerfest. I love Summerfest because it's become somewhat of a tradition for me. When the trees leaf out, and the sun starts baking the sidewalk, it's time to go to Summerfest. There's really nothing extraordinary about the entire thing: it's really just a gathering of artists, some are local, some aren't. Last year I got a wreath for my door. This year I came back with a 
discovery. I found a booth that immediately captured my attention with it's vibrant picture of two monks, dressed in red, leaning out a window. It was phenomenal; a work of art. And then glancing around, I felt like I'd stepped into a National Geographic photographers studio. There were pictures from every place imaginable-Nepal, Guatemala, Zimbabwe, China,...just 
about every people, place and culture. Every picture was beautiful, and powerful in it's own way. Some made you laugh, some made you want to cry, and others just made you think. The artists name was Emerson Matabele, and he has somehow managed to capture hundreds of the various facets that make the human spirit sparkle.
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