This ice cream/meal machine was the hilite of my trip.I found it in the lobby of the hotel. Seriously, if Y3K were to happen, you know right where I will be. With this little baby. Really though what more could you ask for?
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
San Diego
Last week I went out to San Diego with a crazy group of ladies from MAC. The trip was mostly for business but we managed to squeeze a little bit of pleasure in there too. (Yes thats how I do it) Seeing as we are from the Land of Enchantment, and don't get around the ocean too much, we took complete advantage of it and had a wild boogie boarding adventure. We were so impressive in the water, that the lifegaurd actually took the time to paddle out and tell us how great we were. Okay, maybe she came out to check on us because we looked like we had no idea what we were doing. Ha. What a great trip!
This ice cream/meal machine was the hilite of my trip.I found it in the lobby of the hotel. Seriously, if Y3K were to happen, you know right where I will be. With this little baby. Really though what more could you ask for?
This ice cream/meal machine was the hilite of my trip.I found it in the lobby of the hotel. Seriously, if Y3K were to happen, you know right where I will be. With this little baby. Really though what more could you ask for?
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
One and Half Men
Jason and Jaxon spend 3 days a week together. (Yes I am jealous, because I only spend 2 with the little mokey) To tell you the truth I don't always know what they are up to. Maybe its better that way. The other day I got a hold of the camera and found some pictures that told me what has been going on. I thought I would share. Apparently clothes are optional for these "Manly Men" days because Jax doesn't seem to be wearing much. I also trust that in the pictures that it appears Jaxon is doing unsafe things (climbing on the desk or sitting on the roof of the car), that Jason is in complete control of the situation...
Saturday, August 23, 2008
R.I.P. White Duck
A quirky little thing about my mom is that she has owned farm animals for some time. First it started with geese, and a chicken at Easter. They were very cute and chirped a lot. She loved them as if they were her own. Sky made them feel at home with a "pond" made from a baby pool in her back yard. And everyone was happy. She even taught her dog and her two cats to love the birds and ignore the natural order of things.
Soon the baby chic and the baby goose started to get huge (and the goose got really mean) but my mom still loved them. After a while, the overly aggressive goose would attack strangers (and family) I found myself standing on tables and chairs to keep safe on many occasions. It soon became clear to her that she had a problem. So she took the goose to live at the UNM duck pond where it would be happy and could swim and peck to its heart's delight. She would go and visit the goose everyday. Well it turns out that they don't really like geese that chase the students away and are mean to the
other ducks, so that goose had to go away...
Then (just as on Friends) it turned out that the "little chick" was not a chick at all, she was a rooster and roosters aren't allowed in the city, because they wake up everyone VERY early. The rooster had to go away and live on a farm.
So, to fill the place in her heart, because she loved those foul, my mom got to baby ducks the following Easter. And she loved them as if they were her own.
Quite often I would get picture updates of what the White Duck and the Brown Duck were up to.
They didn't names beyond that because it was too hard to figure out if they were boy ducks or girl ducks. Anyhow, one of the ducks (the brown duck as it turned out) would lay eggs. My mom was very proud of these eggs, you would have thought she laid them. Once she cooked us a Christmas breakfast with duck omelets. I will be honest, this freaked me out a little.
All of this leads up to this afternoon, Jason and I drove to my mom's house to pick up Jaxon. We brought our dogs along for the ride.
Therein lies the problem.
Yes you guessed it, our dogs are German Short Haired pointers. These dogs are described as kind gentle animals with a natural hunting ability. Sydney my little girl dog is the killer amongst the two. She has killed before ( just birds) and we were aware of the danger. But we got distracted and it only took her seconds to get under the fence and find that sweet little duck.
The end result was that the White Duck didn't stand a chance and he lost his life today.
He probably sacrificed himself so the Brown Duck was unharmed.
It was a very sad scene, my mom was heart broken, as you can understand.
We wanted to take him to an after hours vet, but she said no. He was already too far gone.
"Its just the way things are" she said
I wanted to sing "Dust in the Wind" but I held back. I thought it might be too soon. She put the dead white duck in with the brown duck, so she would know what happened. Then she gave him a proper burial. Brave little soldier.
Soon the baby chic and the baby goose started to get huge (and the goose got really mean) but my mom still loved them. After a while, the overly aggressive goose would attack strangers (and family) I found myself standing on tables and chairs to keep safe on many occasions. It soon became clear to her that she had a problem. So she took the goose to live at the UNM duck pond where it would be happy and could swim and peck to its heart's delight. She would go and visit the goose everyday. Well it turns out that they don't really like geese that chase the students away and are mean to the
other ducks, so that goose had to go away...
Then (just as on Friends) it turned out that the "little chick" was not a chick at all, she was a rooster and roosters aren't allowed in the city, because they wake up everyone VERY early. The rooster had to go away and live on a farm.
So, to fill the place in her heart, because she loved those foul, my mom got to baby ducks the following Easter. And she loved them as if they were her own.
Quite often I would get picture updates of what the White Duck and the Brown Duck were up to.
They didn't names beyond that because it was too hard to figure out if they were boy ducks or girl ducks. Anyhow, one of the ducks (the brown duck as it turned out) would lay eggs. My mom was very proud of these eggs, you would have thought she laid them. Once she cooked us a Christmas breakfast with duck omelets. I will be honest, this freaked me out a little.
All of this leads up to this afternoon, Jason and I drove to my mom's house to pick up Jaxon. We brought our dogs along for the ride.
Therein lies the problem.
Yes you guessed it, our dogs are German Short Haired pointers. These dogs are described as kind gentle animals with a natural hunting ability. Sydney my little girl dog is the killer amongst the two. She has killed before ( just birds) and we were aware of the danger. But we got distracted and it only took her seconds to get under the fence and find that sweet little duck.
The end result was that the White Duck didn't stand a chance and he lost his life today.
He probably sacrificed himself so the Brown Duck was unharmed.
It was a very sad scene, my mom was heart broken, as you can understand.
We wanted to take him to an after hours vet, but she said no. He was already too far gone.
"Its just the way things are" she said
I wanted to sing "Dust in the Wind" but I held back. I thought it might be too soon. She put the dead white duck in with the brown duck, so she would know what happened. Then she gave him a proper burial. Brave little soldier.
Friday, August 15, 2008
A classy establishment
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Thursday, August 14, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
I love the Olympics!
I won't lie, my passion for the Olympics (summer in particular) runs deep. There is just something magical about it. I love watching the opening ceremonies and seeing the looks on the faces of the athletes from so many countries all over the world. Knowing that this is the biggest moment in their lives and despite what turmoil is going on at home they are so happy and full of hope. Seriously, it just about brings me to tears every time. I just find myself wanting to know everything. Every story of every athlete and how they got there.
As soon as the actual games begin, forget it. I'm checked out for the next 16 days.
Never mind that I'm 6'1", I could have been a gymnast!!! I love it all! I watch the swimming competition and sit on the edge of my seat. Really, why didn't I pursue my dreams of Olympic Rowing? Every heartbreak, every underdog, and every triumph.
So if anyone wants to know where to find me for the next 2 weeks, now you now. I'm taking my vacation and watching The Games.
Check out this Nike Commercial...
As soon as the actual games begin, forget it. I'm checked out for the next 16 days.
Never mind that I'm 6'1", I could have been a gymnast!!! I love it all! I watch the swimming competition and sit on the edge of my seat. Really, why didn't I pursue my dreams of Olympic Rowing? Every heartbreak, every underdog, and every triumph.
So if anyone wants to know where to find me for the next 2 weeks, now you now. I'm taking my vacation and watching The Games.
Check out this Nike Commercial...
Monday, August 4, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Inventory
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Levo Lusko
He had to get some chili in him, and Garduno's was the closest.
Friday, August 1, 2008
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