Grandma

My grandma turned the big 9-0 on May 1st. Woohoo! We had tried planning a huge blowout with tons of family coming in from all over but it just didn't materialize. Some family came up and spent her actual birthday with her. Andrew and I made it up with my sister and her family and my parents over mothers day weekend.

Because there were so many of us...mostly my sister's small, screaming children, we were in no way going to all be able to fit in grandma's house to spend the night. One of my uncles was already staying over with grandma as it was. So my uncle Roger loaned us his very cute, very small, very rustic, true Montana style lake cabin. It was pouring rain outside and crazy cold. We had a great time. We stuffed some of the kids up in the loft, scattered some on the floor, and the adults stayed up into the wee hours of the morning playing the train game...and a few of us didn't smell so good, if you know what I mean...not a good thing when you're all crammed in a small space.

Grandma with her four kids, including my cute mommy.



Random pics...unfortunately I didn't take many pictures.



Going to church with grams. She loves taking family to church with her.
(What little sun there was, was sure blinding all of us. Look at poor Turner!)



On the way home, we came upon this rainbow over the lake. It was a true double rainbow...which you can't really see here. It's not a great picture. It was raining hard and I was trying to not get hit by a car so I just snapped quick. It was so close...just sitting there in the water right off the shore. As we rounded the corner it moved with us for a while and then we drove right through it and it disappeared over the top of the car. Rainbows are cool but rainbows over Flathead Lake are fabulous.

And grandmas are especially fabulous.

Spring Ski 2010

We are a ski family. Unfortunately we didn't get nearly as much skiing in last season as we would have liked...not because we couldn't go but because there was just so darn little snow. Did that just rhyme? Anyway, we always have a blast when we do get out and we're always sure to do at least one spring ski. We did a trip last March...the three of us, Andrew's cousin Jackson, and a friend of Tim's came along as well. We had a lot of fun. I think they were having Hawaiian Days or something if I remember correctly. Down one of the runs, they had a big bbq going on with hot dogs, hamburgers and chips and drinks. Most of the liftees and ski patrol were in hoola skirts, coconut bras, that type of stuff.

It was a seriously gorgeous day.



Below is Jackson's 'yard sale'. Tim let the boys take turns with the GPS so they could see how fast they were skiing. If I know anything about boys...you give them any opportunity for competition, especially involving speed, they're going to get a little crazy.

28.9 mph and crash.



And then there was this guy.



Ahhh, wuv...twuu wuv.



Rumor has it we're going to have a good snow year...fingers crossed!

11 Years

I've spent 11 years of my life with this goober named Tim...

...and I've loved every minute of it...

...most of the minutes anyways.

Happy Anniversary Poo Poo Face!

Yumalicious

This here is my favorite food blog for recipes. They have some fabulous stuff on their website. I was sick earlier this week and hadn't eaten in a few days. Yesterday my appetite came back rather voraciously. I got on the website and printed off recipe after recipe and got started on dinner. It was YuMmY. I was desperately in the mood for Mexican so I chose some of their Mexican recipes along with the Brazilian Lemonade. It should be called Brazilian Limeade but never mind that. You MUST try it. And follow her directions to a tee - including pouring it over ice because for some reason it was a hundred times better in a glass of ice. The recipes I chose last night were a little on the heavy side for my still slightly squeamish tummy but it was a verrry good dinner. And holy cow, their desserts look devine! I'm trying really hard to control myself!!

Speaking of yummy things, apparently Tim's head tastes like bacon...

Ten Years

January 2,1999

Ten years of marriage in the bag. Check.

I remember my now-brother-in-law, who at the time was still married to his first wife (confused?), told me and Tim shortly after we were married, that if we could make it through the first year we would be okay. A year went by and we were like, "what the heck was he talking about?"

We are kind of an odd couple and yet we are perfect for each other. I say odd because, well...if I so much as put flip flops on, I am taller than him. And I don't think I have ever weighed less than him...uuummmmmm...moving on. He is very social, I like to sit back and people watch and not say a thing. He's musical, I'm not. I was a dancer, he is probably the suckiest dancer you will ever see (he gets his moves from the Caddyshack gopher). I could keep going...but these are all the little petty things that actually make a marriage kind of funny if you ask me.

It's crazy how much you think you know a person when you first get married. Looking back ten years ago, Tim and I didn't know squat about each other. Even so, it's been a pretty smooth ride. I can honestly say in ten years we have never had an honest to goodness FIGHT. Ever. We are very lucky.

Some of the things that make our marriage work:

We make each other laugh every day.

We don't "sweat the small stuff".

Tim never leaves for work without kissing me goodbye, even if I am still asleep.

We are honest with each other.

We allow each other independence.

We both thoroughly enjoy toilet humor, we disgusting children of the 80's. (I have to make this count for something).

We respect each other.

We have stupid nicknames for each other: Peaches, Swan, Poo Poo Face, Sir Poops A Lot, Stinky...you get the picture.

We prefer being addressed by our stupid nicknames rather than our real names.

We flirt.

We trust one another completely.

It's been a pretty easy breezy ten years and I have no reason to think the next ten will be any different. I have no complaints. I snagged me a good one. He is a good guy, this Tim of mine.