Monday, January 30, 2006

Mistakes - by Brad

Ever since we started building our house in 2004, I have looked longingly at the large hill behind our house. I have hiked up to Castlerock a few times, but I have never really explored the whole hill. With the dry (and above freezing) weather we have had for the last few days, this weekend I got that chance.

On Saturday, Elliott and I went on a walk that turned into a hike. We walked up the street to where the road ends and he wanted to go closer. So we started heading up the steep face along some deer trails. Just minutes into the hike, we found a three-point deer antler that had just recently been shed. Elliott carried this for the rest of the hike. He made numerous comments about the deer poop that littered the hill side. Such as “deer poop are ovals, but my poop…” I will spare the details. Anyway, he was a trooper. Although we did not make it all the way up to the top of Castlerock, we made quite a ways up.

Then on Sunday, I was feeling adventurous, so I decided to hike up the left ridge to the top of the hill, and then back down on across the front of Castlerock. Well, the hike up was much steeper than anticipated. Right as I started, I spooked up 20 deer from a ravine below me, and they watched me as I made my climb. Once at the top, I took out my camera and took a few pictures of the Wenatchee Valley hoping for a good panoramic picture.

This was my first mistake.

Here is the picture... warning, it is rather large...

After a few minutes I decided to head down. So, I started prancing down the hill like a deer… like a deer with serious problems.

This was my second mistake.

I was nearly back to the road when I realized that I did not have my camera with me. Apparently I forgot to zip up my coat pocket. With my legs beat from the steep hike up, and now beat from the jarring jog down, I had a decision to make. Do I head back up the hill now (not knowing if I would even find the camera), or do I go back up tomorrow?

Well, I decided to head back up the hill. I ended up going about half-way back up to the top when I notice the camera case about 20 yards off the ridge where I came down. I am thankful that Lindsey bought the case with bright orange details! I was happy with my decision at about 6:00 that evening when it started snowing hard. This morning about 3 inches of new snow cover the hill.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Niece # 5 - by Brad

Last week, my sister gave birth to my fifth niece, Jessie Cathleen. I am a proud uncle. My total count is now 5 nieces and 2 nephews (and 2 sons of my own). We have not yet made it over the mountains to see her yet, but hopefully soon.

There is something about holding a baby girl that is just different. A few days ago, we got to baby sit niece # 4 (a.k.a. "Ella"). It was fun to be able to hold a baby girl. Even when she was crying it was fun. Maybe that is because we knew we could give her back in a couple hours. Nieces are great. For now... two boys of our own will do for me... the rest we can borrow.

Monday, January 16, 2006

We have all had those times in our lives that seem more fit for an episode of Seinfeld than for real life. This is the account of one such moment.

As Elliott, Wesley and I were walking into Target last week, Elliott started to veer off so I said to him, as I often do, "come here little man." (Side note: everyone always said that Elliott looked more like a little man than a little baby...hence the nickname, "Little Man") Well on this particular day, the nickname, which I had previously thought nothing of, became the subject of a sitcom-like moment. Just after my "come here little man" comment I looked up and there was in fact, a little man walking towards us. What are the odds! (I think the politically correct term these days is little people, so the nickname was just close enough to be misconstrued.) In situations like this the next thing you do is usually the wrong thing. So I gathered up my kids and quietly walked away.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Funny Name. Serious Sandwich. - by Brad

This weekend Lindsey and I drove to Portland to have lunch at Schlotzky's Deli. While we were there, we visited Mike and Becky. We enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. It was a very relaxing weekend. We played x-box, watched the entire first season of the Office, and I got to go skiing!

Then on Sunday, we went to Schlotzky's... and sat in the car because it was closed! Closed on a Sunday! If anyone reading this chooses to open a Schlotzky's franchise in Wenatchee, I will pledge my loyalty by eating lunch there everyday... but you better be open on Sundays!

So we had a change of plans and went to TGI Fridays instead. I ate so much I am still full today!

Yet, my mouth still waters...