Sunday, June 3, 2018

Summer MEATing

School is almost out.  Summer is so close we can taste it.  Literally. 

Our D93 hood had their last day of school.  Even though our family still has 5 more days, we're pretty much just pretending we're out too.  Let the late nights begin.

Also, as per tradition (well, 2 years in a row) we needed a celebratory MEATing to officially crown "The Husbands" winners of our Amazing Race.  It's always funny and shocking to hear their stories of how they claimed victory.  The 15 passenger van is always a huge hit. 

Friend, Beyonce, and I have a lot of work to do for next year to make the Race even harder.

Last night, we were able to gather and eat.  And eat.  And eat...

MEAT!
Just waiting for the meat to cook...Also, don't let that newly built fence in the background fool you.  Our new neighbors love us...I'm pretty sure.

Sometimes waiting is hard.  We set up some distractions to keep us busy.
 Here is the process:

We each bring enough steak to feed our own family.  We pile it up and give it to Brazil.


Brazil lays it all out and I get to (if Brazil is feeling like he can give up some cooking control ;) ) add the fine touches before it goes on the grill.


Brazil stirs the hot embers, lowers the grill close to them and puts the meat on to cook.


Brazil then carefully turns, moves, rotates, (adds whatever drug to make it so addicting), the meat until it's cooked to perfection.


Then, he cuts it into pieces, and we all dive in.  No forks.  No plates.  No steak sauce. No other food.  Just our fingers and the perfect steak.


All of this happens to the tunes of the 90's, or Brazil's Spanish selection that we can't help but sing along with, or dance along with.  (I've recently learned how to "floss"...it's taken me weeks, but I busted it out last night when Brittney Spears came over the speaker.  Mulligan, my "Floss Trainer" was pretty proud of my dance move. Sorry I didn't get a video of it for everyone to enjoy.)

I am looking forward to a summer full of MEATings, night games, neighbors, water parties, sunshine, book club, friends, and wasting time on the porch.

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Cultured

Gimme was in a drama class this trimester.  With that, comes the requirement of a theatrical performance--

She was in the play, Scheherazade.  She had 2 parts...none of them required solo lines, but Gimme knew when to be on stage, she knew the dance bit, and what costume to wear.  So, I'd call it a success!  

(Don't mind the blurry pictures.  I was trying to take them while rocking Slice to sleep. Multitasking at it's finest.)





Also, Mulligan was in a play in his class.  He was pretty excited about his shot at the spotlight.  He and the cast had an "after play" celebration.  

Oh how this kid is going to miss 5th grade.




Thursday, May 24, 2018

Dance...Dance...Dance

The end of the school year brings some of our favorite activities.  Tiny Dancer has an end of the year dance recital and we all get to go and watch her do what she does best.  Dance.  She is so good.  Her mom would be so proud of her!  

Lucky for us, we got to see the Seahawks there too!  (Bogey was so excited he couldn't even sit still for a picture!)  We have missed them in the hood!  



Bogey loves the Seahawk boys.


Double Bogey needed a power nap 

I had to get a picture of this to remember that one time the SRU's had front row seats to David A. and he was being all swoonish and stuff, and I totally forgot I was basically 40, and instead was acting like a 13 year old girl with a crush.  Good times.  Good times...

Sunday, May 13, 2018

Blessed

It's Mother's Day, and what better way to celebrate than a baby blessing?  Ace blessed Slice in church today, and it was beautiful.  I felt such a tender spirit there during the blessing.  This baby girl is loved by so many on both sides of the veil.  

I didn't start taking pictures until some of our family left because I forgot that I should be documenting the day.  I'm awesome like that.  But, nonetheless, I got a few pictures of a few of our family members before they left.  We are so grateful for our family that supports us!  We are blessed with such great parents and siblings (and that includes our siblings spouses and children)!















This is the reality of 6 kids.  Gone are the days of normal, family pictures with everyone smiling at the camera with their eyes open.

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

A Year

One year ago, Ironmom died.  It's been an interesting journey.  I've felt her close several times over the last 365 days.  I could picture her laughing when I found out I was pregnant with Slice.  I was in my closet crying furious tears and in my mind I knew the conversation we would have had.  I could hear her say, "Wait.  Why am I the only one laughing about this? Why are you crying about it?"  I would give her my valid reasons as to why I was upset:  I had a job, I was worried about health issues, I hate being pregnant, I already had 5 kids and was barely staying above water with them, etc. etc.  I could then hear her say, "You don't think Heavenly Father is aware of all of that?  He knows what He's doing."  I stopped crying, and started working on my attitude adjustment.  Ironmom is not gone forever.  I know she's so aware of what is going on here.  I am so blessed to have had her as my 'Go-To'.  I miss her so much.   

Our Posse drove to Rupert to soak in some cemetary time, and talk about our favorite memories of her.  We shared some chips (with a hint of lime...Ironmom's favorite) and left a Pepsi there in her honor (no one acturally wanted to drink it because we all know Pepsi is gross ;) ).  We took flowers as well.  The Maverik cup acted as vase, because any time we spent together, at least one of us (usually me) had a Maverik cup in hand. 

We also wore our BFF rings.  We got these for Christmas in 2016.  We put Ironmom's rainbow ring in the casket so she could wear it in heaven.  I wanted to remember what it looked like, so I bought another one to keep here with me.

We enjoyed dinner with Ironmom's siblings and mom.  It was also sweet to watch a video Ironmom recorded before she died, for her 2 children, and to peruse a huge scrapbook her neice put together full of pictures and memories. 

The whole experience seemed to ease the sting of that one year mark.


( [o] credit: Barbie)












Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Rebels

As far as I can remember the most rebellious thing (I hope I don't get anyone in trouble for this) we did as a group in high school was watch Dirty Dancing.  We were sophomores (I think), and it was the first time I had even heard of the movie.  We went to a friend's house (I won't disclose exactly whose home...) and the parents were gone, so we did what most rebellious teens were doing in those days.  We watched that movie, and, I think we even drank Dr. Pepper too. 

Fast forward 20 years.

I got together with some of those same girls and we watched the show again, but this time it was on stage here in town.

I mean, how wild are we?



I seriously love these girls (and Steph McF!)  and even though we weren't perfect angels in high school, I am so grateful for their example.  I don't know where I would have ended up without their influence in my life. 

Here's to 25 more years of "SRU"!!