Summer adventures...at home.

I was trying to post at least once a week, but I'm already failing that resolution.

So, since we got home, my nieces Jenny Bailey and Amber Waite came with Amber's adorable kids to see us. We had a lot of fun. We went to the aquarium one day, and the next morning we went tidepooling in Davenport. It was so fun to see them all, we haven't seen Amber and the kids in almost a year, and it's been longer for Jenny.  

A few pics:  First, the Aquarium's Open Sea exhibit.

Davenport tide pools, north of Santa Cruz.  Sam probably got cool pics of the critters we found, but who knows when I'll see them.  So, if you wanna see, check out this entry  a couple of years ago and you'll see what we saw.  Same place, different day.

Sam and Penelope were buddies from the start.  He is pretty "squishy", lol.

Evelyn and Preston at the aquarium.

Jenny with Penelope.

Amber and Penelope.  

  

On the afternoon before they left, we went to a local berry ranch and bought ollalieberries and Amber learned how to make jam.  We had a great time and I hope they come again soon.  

Ryan and Susan are here now, after their adventures in Santiago in June.  Ry has an internship at the Monterey County Legal Counsel office for the summer, so they'll be here until August.  Yay!  It's always fun to have them here.  Except we cook too much, eat too much and get too fat.  We're trying to be careful, with varying degrees of success.  Susan is, as I type, teaching Meghan to make chocolate mousse.

So, our big adventure this week was the Lobster.  My sister Julie called and wanted to send Dad a Maine Lobster for Father's Day, because Dad loves lobster and Mom hates seafood, so she never cooks it.  Also, growing up in the middle of the desert, live lobsters are rare, you know?  Anyway, she called to see if I was brave enough to cook the thing.  I wasn't sure, so I asked my other sister, Kate, who is next door at mom's this week.  She was waffling, so I called Sam and figured "he's a man", but really he gets home from work kind of late.  Finally Susan volunteered, so I told Julie to go ahead and send it.  But that was after I told her I could buy a live lobster down the street, it seemed silly to send it from Maine.  And, if she just sent me $100, I'd take Dad to Red Lobster for lunch.  She sent the lobster, Dad brought it over and Sue was the designated executioner.

And on that note, I'll wrap this post up.  I have to write a talk for church tomorrow.  As do Sam and Meghan.  It's the Bailey Show at church tomorrow.  I'll write more later.

The rest of the story....

So....the next day we drove to Boise, where we stayed with my niece, Amy and her family.  That day we had a big picnic that the Waite girls organized at an amazing park, where there was a giant waterslide.  The kids loved the slide, it was fun to visit with everyone, the weather was perfect and the park was beautiful.  I apparently took no pictures there, and I don't have time to go through Sam's pics, so oh well.

Sunday, after church, Sam, Meg and I went for a drive to find a waterfall that he'd heard of called Jump Creek Falls.  It was much further than we'd anticipated, but we got to pass an entire field of mint (which smelled heavenly) and Chicken Dinner Rd.  The waterfall was in this canyon:

 

I was still suffering from allergen overload from the Cottonwood trees at the park the day before.  So, I sent Sam and Meg to investigate.  They were still in church clothes, so Meg was wearing her spikes. Silly girl, amazing she didn't break her leg.  They found it. 

We went back to Emily's for dinner, but were so late, everyone else had already eaten.  They obviously know Sam and didn't wait for him.  (I wouldn't!)   We sat around and visited for quite awhile.  Meg got some of the 17 kids to play Sardines with her, which they apparently had a great time at, as there was much giggling and squealing.  When the adults were sitting around visiting, Nyah came in to chat.  She was very funny, trying to guess everyone's age (she guessed Grandma Bailey at 20).  Her English is amazingly good for only a few months here, and she's very outgoing, funny and loving.  We didn't get to visit with Nate much, because he's a five year old boy - he never stops moving.

When we left, Meg was sad to leave Kennedy, who is her favorite cousin.  Hopefully, now that they live closer, we'll see them more often.

The next morning, we left early to head home, via Lassen Volcanic National Park in Northern California.  We drove through Eastern Oregon, which we expected would be Nevada like but turned out to be a lovely drive.  Lots of rolling hills, some of them forested, some not.  

We saw a couple of pretty lakes.  This (below) is lake Abert, an alkaline lake....sort of like the Great Salt Lake.  It was raining off and on, but otherwise a pretty day.

We passed this sign somewhere in Oregon.  Sam says he'll skip Poverty Basin and go directly to Bacon Camp.

Eventually, we got into the piney forest of the Sierra Nevadas in Northern California.  But, it was raining harder now.  This was taken from a moving car, through a wet windshield, but you get the idea.

Our last stop before our hotel in Fall River Mill, was McArthur-Burney Falls.  This was spectacular, and we didnt even mind being out in the rain.  Sam hiked down the hill a bit in the rain to get a better shot.  Here are a couple of my favorites.

I could have sat there and just watched/listened forever if it wasn't so cold and wet.  I love the sound of water, I'm not sure what it is about it.  My favorite part of going to the beach is the sound of the waves.

We stayed in an old hotel in Fall River Mills, above a restaurant and bar.  It was a small suite, and was very cute with handmade quilts on the bed and 1930's furniture.  However, there was SO much noise upstairs.  We all laid in bed and speculated as to what was going on.  Some possibilities:  football game watchers, sumo wrestlers, rain dancers, tap dancers, construction, polka contest, horse wrangling, goat herding, etc etc.  

The next morning, we had breakfast in the cafe below us, then headed towards Lassen National Park.  Sam has been wanting to go there to photograph for years, so he was pretty excited about this opportunity.  Unfortunately, while it had been raining on us, it was snowing on them.  Consequently, the pass was closed through the main part of the park.  We did get to see a volcanic lava tube cave.  We took a little hike around and through it, about 1/2 a mile, I guess.  It felt longer.  I haven't hiked anywhere above sea level in so long, and we were at about 5000 ft.  But, it was very cool, and we had fun.

When we came out of the cave, it was hailing and sleeting and colder than it was in the 48F cave.  We had been hoping that as the morning went on, the pass might be opened, but it appeared that it was getting snowier and colder.  We drove up as far as the road was open, and took a side route down the mountain into Redding.  Just before we headed down, I took this pic at about 6000 ft.

About 30 minutes later, at about 1000 ft, I took this picture.  A lot changes in a couple thousand feet.

The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful, except for a stop at a Sonic (yay!  we don't have a Sonic at home).  

We learned on this trip that Nevada can be sort of pretty in the spring, that Idahoans like Ranch Dressing on their pizza, or at least the people at Gertie's Brick Oven think so, that we could live in Boise if we had to because they have a Sonic, a Texas Roadhouse and a Walmart.  Plus a zillion relatives as a bonus.  Eastern Oregon is not the vast wasteland we expected it to be.  And it can snow in June.  

Ranch Idaho Pizza and other stuff....

My niece Emily M, adopted two kids from Ethiopia last fall.  Today, they were all sealed in the Twin Falls, Idaho temple.  So, we decided to take a road trip to Idaho. Not our usual vacation destination.  We went via Carson City, where we stayed overnight with our friends, the Halls.  The drive over the Sierras was beautiful.

We had lovely BBQ at their house, and a couple of games of Butthead (yes, really) and BS aka Liar aka I Doubt It.  Their girls are fun, and it was fun to see them again.  I wish we lived closer. 

We were supposed to be in Twin Falls by 4:30 or so for a 5:00 pm time at the temple.  We figured it was eight hours from Carson City, so we left at about 7:30 so we'd have lots of time.  The drive through Nevada was just about as exciting as you would expect.

Although the skies were gorgeous.  We found out that Winnemucca bills itself as "The Gateway to the Pacific Northwest".  I know I always think of Winnemucca when I think of the Pacific NW.  

Unfortunately, in our planning, we forgot that Idaho is on Mountain Time, not Pacific Time.  As we crossed the border into Idaho, big sign saying "Mountain Time".  Uh Oh, now, it's not 3:00, its 4 pm and we're still 25 mins from Twin Falls.  We got there, checked in, changed quickly and headed to the temple, which was fortunately not too far away.

Em's family looked beautiful all dressed in white, and she was surprised to see us.  I didn't tell her we were coming.  Nyah and Nathaniel are fun, happy, delightful kids and it was great to finally meet them, and to catch up with their siblings, who we haven't seen in a couple of years.  

After the temple, we went to Gertie's Brick Oven Pizza for dinner.  It's a pizza buffet, but instead of a buffet table, they send servers around with different kind of pizza and you just take what you want. We got our salads and sat down.  The first pizzas by were; Hamburger Ranch, Chicken Bacon Ranch, Veggie Ranch, Chicken Cashew Ranch and Pepperoni Ranch.  I finally asked if they actually had tomato sauce...by this time Sam was speculating about the Great American Tomato Shortage.  Later, they came by with Ranch Idaho pizza...ranch sauce, hash browns, bacon and onions.  Then dessert pizzas;  strawberries and cream, Oreo, Butterfinger, Smores, Reese's.  I didn't try most of those, they seemed like sugar overload.

After dinner, we wanted to see Shoshone Falls.  It was close by, so we all went.  It was spectacular.  These pics are just with my cellphone, Sam used an actual camera and they will be much better.

Then we drove over to where the bridge goes over the gorge.  There were BASE jumpers parachuting off the bridge into the gorge, but we watched a spectacular sunset there.

Tomorrow we drive to Boise to hang out with whichever Baileys happen to be hanging out there, too. 

Visitors!

Last weekend we got a visit from the Toone's, some of our favorite people.  They used to live here, had all their cute boys here, then went and moved away on us.  Bummer!  But, fortunately, they didn't move far away and it was lovely to see them.  We also found out, that after three boys, Jen is pregnant with a GIRL!  Woot woot!!  Congrats!

We spent the afternoon at the beach, it was a beautiful clear, though windy day.  However, approximately 8 million other people had the same idea, so it was kind of crowded.  We did manage to find a nice spot, though.

Later that night, as we were playing our weekly card game, we found out that the next day there was to be a solar eclipse.  Had we known more in advance, we would have gone the 2 hours north to see a total annular eclipse.  As it was, Sam had his camera (because, really, when DOESN"T he have his camera), but not  the filters he needed.  He did a pretty good job, though, and took this from our friend's front yard.  I can't believe he didn't know in advance though, Sam's usually up on celestial happenings.

Ryan and Susan are still in Santiago.  His last post is here .  It's pretty short, and I know they went to Argentina last weekend, he says he'll tell us about that later.

Meghan and I are DONE with school this year.  YAYAYAYAY!  Last day of seminary is tomorrow.  This weekend is pretty quiet, oddly enough, since it's a holiday. I think my parents are coming this weekend, but I usually don't find out until they either show up, or Keri makes a FB comment that indicates they're on the road.  They'll be here all summer with my nephew, Tanner.  The next weekend we're taking a little roadtrip, and the next weekend Jenny B, Amber and her kids are coming to visit, and the next weekend Ry and Sue will be here....etc etc etc.  

Kind of a strange post :0)

Odds and ends.  Can you believe it's mid-May??  Sam says we should hurry and go check out Costco's summer stuff cuz they'll be putting out Christmas stuff any day now.  That would be funnier if it wasn't so true.

First business;  Jen!  I know you read this and my samsgallery email isn't working and I'm wondering if you're still coming this weekend.  I have your old phone number in my phone, so this is the only way to catch you, lol.  My numbers are all the same, give me a call when you get a minute, or email me at shelberrybailey at hotmail dot com.  Thanks!  Excited to see you guys and your munchkins.

It's pretty quiet around here, so not much to blog about.  Ryan posted a journal entry about his adventures in Santiago.  It's very entertaining and you can read it Here .

We did have a lovely Mother's Day.  Sam made a huge pot of spaghetti sauce, and I think he outdid himself this time.  He says it was the best sauce he's ever made, but it's always good so I'm not sure how he can tell.  We had dinner with our friends and Dan and Sam did most of the cooking and cleanup, so it was somewhat relaxing.  Or as relaxing as it can be with five kids running around. Lysa said she ate the leftover sauce for breakfast, with a spoon.  It was THAT good.

So, I was reading through old posts looking for something and came across a couple of old stories that made me laugh all over again.  Sam singing to the cows .  Visiting the sequoias in the snow with Meg.   A possum in church.

And these pics of Liz, Danny, Lynn and Mark:

It's time for another reunion/cruise/wedding/party of some kind.  You can't get pics like these just anywhere. Only at a Bailey party.

Holy cow, it's May.

Last weekend we went to the May Faire at my friend's kid's Waldorf school.  We affectionately call it "The Hippie School".  They do several festivals a year to raise money, and they are usually very well done.  My other friend Heather had a booth at the Faire, selling her cool, funky sweaters that she makes out of old sweaters.  (see here)  (And yes, that is Meg, taken a year ago or so,  in the grey dress). We went to help set up/take down/sell/whatever for her.  Unfortunately, it was a rare hot day in Pacific Grove, and the sweater business wasn't so brisk.  But, we had a good time listening to the bagpipes and other live music, watching the parades and May Pole dancing, etc.  And the hippies.  Old vintage real hippies, and nouveau-hippies wearing Gunne Sax dresses they bought at a 2nd hand store.  Not that a real hippie could afford a Gunne Sax back in the day.  Make Love not War, man.

We're supposed to go help her set up for another show next weekend.  We're scheming how to have one big booth with her stuff and Sam's pics and just hang out at all the art festivals that will let us close shop on Sunday (there aren't many of them, unfortunately).

This is my friend Normandy at the May Faire, dressed as a butterfly.  Or maybe it's a fairy.  A butterfly fairy??

After the Faire, Sam and I took the coast drive home.  The iceplant is still blooming in Pacific Grove and he took this of us.  Not a bad pic for two completely unphotogenic people.

In other news, Ryan and Susan left for Santiago for his summer internship.  They found a place to live, which is good.  It's hard to rent long-distance, and it was getting down to the wire.Sue called to tell me that she gave our names to the Embassy as emergency contacts.  They told her to call us and tell us about the new "thing" there in the crime world, called cyber-kidnapping.  They somehow get the contacts off of your phone, then call them and tell them they've kidnapped you and to send lots of money.  Susan said, "If you get a call like that, call the embassy before you do anything else.  Cuz chances are, I'm not kidnapped, I'm in my apartment watching Netflix".  OK.  Maybe they need to wear some kind of "poor American" signage.

After Santiago, they get to come here for nearly TWO MONTHS!  We're not excited or anything.  In addition, my parents will be next door starting the last week of May and they're bringing my nephew Tanner with them.  My nieces Samantha and Jenny said they might come visit, too.  Oh, and my nephews Taylor and Jake.  I think it'll be a fun summer.  Probably noisy at times.  Chaotic at times.  But, happy noise is the best kind!

Busy, busy, busy and an explanation.

Crazy-busy weekend.  Friday night was our usual card game/night out with our friends.  Except that usually the women win and this time the guys kicked our butts.  But, we gotta let them win sometime or they wouldn't play with us, right?  There's always next week.  Or maybe tonite, actually.

Saturday morning Sam and Meg worked at our Helping Hands project, painting and sort of renovating a Southern Baptist church in Seaside.  I wasn't really up to it yet, but I went to see what was going on.  We know these guys from when we did a joint gospel choir with them.  That was a blast, although a totally different way for us to learn music.  When our highcouncilman, Doug, called to ask for names of people to sing in that choir, he said that we needed people who are cool, who won't try to proselytize, and if they could sing, it would be nice.  It was for a Monterey Bay area gospel music festival that ultimately got cancelled, but it was a great experience and we really had a good time.  Apparently Doug is buddies with the pastor there, so when they were looking for a helping hands project, he asked the pastor if there was anything they could use help with.  I think they were expecting a couple of dozen people, but this was a Stake (a group of congregations, for those of you not familiar with LDS lingo) project.  We had probably 150 people show up.  The Baptists had offered to feed us, but Doug was pretty sure they had no idea what was coming, so he showed up with a boatload of meat for the BBQ they were doing.  They painted inside and out, moved all the pews to clean and oil them while they cleaned the carpet underneath, fixed the steeple, put in some handrails, fixed a broken sliding door, washed all the windows, detailed the chapel, swept and repainted the parking lot and I don't even know what all else. Sam took a ton of pictures, but who knows when I'll see them.

This video was released today, for Calfornia Helping Hands.  This was filmed in San Jose where we used to live and several of our Alum Rock friends are in it.  They asked for people from down here, but I was still recuperating from surgery, so we didn't get to go.

On the way home from Helping Hands, we drove through Pacific Grove because I heard the ice plant on the coast had bloomed.  It was spectacular.  This is just an iphone pic, Sams will be better, I'm sure.

Last night, a photographer friend called and needed help doing portraits for a black-tie Navy Ball at the Naval Postgraduate School in Monterey.  That place is amazing.  It was originally a really posh hotel, built in the 30's I think.  It's really beautiful.  It was interesting to see how the photographer was set up for that....something we've comtemplated...and see what we would do differently and what we thought worked well.  She has some nice equipment, but Sam's camera is one step up from her Canon and he spent a good amount of time trying to sell her his so that he can buy the new one that's out.  It's $3600, which we don't have, and I told him to figure out where it's coming from and he can order it.  The event itself was lovely, everyone all dressed to the nines.  Although there were a few women that we wondered if they'd actually looked in the mirror before they left home.  The dance play list was cracking me up, though, I'm sure all of those songs were out when I was in high school!

A few years ago, our good friends, the Filceks, had to stay with us while Dan transitioned from Air Force to a civilian employee of the Defense Language Institute.  Lysa and I did a great job of tag-teaming dinners etc.  It was nice to have another cook/chauffer/dishwasher around.  When they finally got their apartment, Sam commented that he was gonna miss his other wife.  Me too!  Then, down the road a year or so, with Habitat for Humanity, they built a house next to our friends, the Sawyers.  Really close, like in their front yard.  Then, the family that was living in the other half of Sawyers duplex moved out and Habitat was looking for another family.  Our friend, Salah, ended up getting it.  They have a common parking area, etc, there's a fence around most of it, so we call it The Compound.  We are honorary compound members cuz we're so cool and all.  Heather and Lysa, who both have several special-needs kids, found out that they had kids with the same problems.  They all go to the same charter school, are on the same swim team as Meg, etc.  Salah's Erin, whose kids are just tiny still,  has a degree in child development or psychology or something like that.  ANYWAY....I tell this story, because Heather, Lysa and I joke about being sisterwives.  We parent each others kids, correlate rides to swim team, youth church activities, they make sure all the kids get to whatever specialist, therapist, whatever appointment they need and my job is to take up the slack when they get over scheduled.  I get to hang out with Normie and Zerin, (ages 6 and 4) mostly, which is fun.  Bonus: Meghan gets 10 siblings!

So, in the future, should I mention Sisterwives and Compounds, don't be thinking there's something weird going on.  Well, there's plenty of weird stuff, but nothing immoral, illegal or habit-forming.  Except for Salah's cooking, which is REALLY habit forming.

Hahahaha!

So, after yesterday's downer post, I figured we needed a laugh.  Sam was going through his pictures this morning of the Bailey reunion in Idaho a few years ago and found this gem.  I LOVE these girls, and I wish we lived closer.  ( No speeches on how we oughta move to Boise.  Not happenin' any time soon).   Amy looks like she's......I dunno, but she's out of control for sure, lol.  I'm gonna print this pic out and hang it on my fridge next to the crazy Christmas card they sent me a few years ago.  Yes, I still have it, and yes, it still makes me smile.

Ramblings...

Today is just a philosophical post. Lots of "stuff" going on that I feel helpless to do anything about. Not to us, we're mostly fine.

 I got a call today. I don't wanna put any identifiers on the caller, cuz someone would figure it out. Other than it was a "she". This person has had more trials in her life than anyone I know. In fact, when I think back over the last 30 years or so, I can hardly think of time when she didn't have some big "thing" she had to overcome. Today, she was in tears. First time since about ten years ago when she told me that she just wasn't gonna cry about it any more. And, you know me, anyone else cries and I'm a goner. So we cried about the current, seemingly insurmountable, issue. I wished I lived closer so that I could physically be there to help her solve some of the smaller issues. Just about all I can do is let her call and cry whenever she wants, and pray for her and her family. It made me think about why some people have so many more big problems than others. I realize some people bring big problems onto themselves and even though I still feel for them, it doesn't seem senseless. From a gospel perspective, I understand that we are supposed to learn from our trials. But, this person, who seems so much wiser than me in most ways, has WAY more trials in her life than I do. None of them self-inflicted as far as I can see. I have a few, most are not a big deal, some seem so at the time, but in retrospect I think I've had a remarkably easy go of life. I know that God gives more to people who can handle more. And, I suspect they grow more. I'm not brave enough to do an Elder Eyring and pray for a trial. I'll stick with my little trials for now. And keep praying for her burdens to be lightened somehow.

 The other thing I've been thinking about a lot is the issue of taking offense. I'm pretty easy going, I rarely get offended. I get annoyed sometimes, but it passes pretty quickly, because it's just a waste of energy to stay mad. I got better things to do. However, I tend to avoid people that get easily offended, because, frankly, just don't want to worry about it. My closest friends are very frank people, who I am certain would tell me if I did something stupid (if it was important enough to be mad about....I do little stupid things on a regular basis, I'm sure). And, if they ever did something that I took issue with, I could tell them. But, it's NEVER happened. But, what do you do when two people you love are in a snit with each other? Especially family members....how do you plan a family gathering when part of the family isn't speaking to another part? I have to say that Sam's family is pretty good about gathering anyway, and the offended parties all act like it's OK, mostly to keep Mom happy, I suppose. I don't recall when a family feud ruined a Bailey family reunion. Maybe before my time, or I"m just happily oblivious.

 OK, I"m rambling now. I vaguely recall that there was a point when I started, but I seem to have forgotten it. OK, so I'll just quote Elder Uchtdorf: "When it comes to hating, gossiping, ignoring, ridiculing, holding grudges, or wanting to cause harm, please apply the following: Stop it!" I just wanna cross-stitch that and hang it on my wall. Ok, not cross-stitch, I was kidding about that part.

 When Meggie was five, she took 50 cents to school to buy after-school ice cream. During recess, she left it on a picnic table because she was worried about it falling out of her pocket. Of course,someone swiped it. As she was in tears on the way home, she kept asking why someone would take that money when it was hers. I explained that some people might have thought, "ooh.. just found 50 cents" and didn't think that it might belong to someone else. Or someone might have just decided they didn't care that it belonged to someone else, because some people are just not nice. There was silence in the back seat for a bit and then she said, "Mom. Everyone in the world should just be nice all the time!". That's another good one to cross-stitch, if I was into that sort of thing.

An Insight

We bought a 2010 Honda Insight hybrid for Sam to commute to work in. We spent more than we wanted to, but we're gonna hope it lives up to the Honda reputation and lasts us at least as long as the Dodge did. But with fewer engines. It's the red car in the front in this pic, if you didn't know. The red car in the back is a Fiat 500, which Sam thought might be fun to try out, since he used to drive one (with four missionaries in it, lol) in Italy. It wasn't as fun as he thought, although Meg and I enjoyed it. Too gutless to make Sam happy, though. The blue car is the dead Dodge. As soon as we strip all the good stuff off of it, it's off to the PickNPull down the street. Know anyone who wants some practically brand new tires for cheap? Or someone who wants to rebuild a Dodge Intrepid engine? Again.

In other news, our loft "tenants" left today after she made us the biggest Dolma feast in the world for dinner last night. Dolma is stuffed cabbage or grape leaves or tomatoes or bell peppers or eggplant or zucchini or any and all of the above. I"m pretty sure I don't need to eat again for at least a week. They were fun to have and we got to try some Armenian and Georgian food (as in the country, Georgia, not the state). We're gonna miss them, we kind of like having live-in friends who will play cards with us whenever. They are off to Las Vegas where he has a job at the airport. A shout out and thanks to Jenny E for helping them stay out of the sketchy parts of town while they were long-distance apartment hunting.

The days are getting longer, it's nearly light when Meg and I leave for seminary at 5:30 am. We're heading into the nicest part of the year here, it's supposed to be sunny and in the 70's this weekend. Did I mention the loft is empty? Someone should come visit before Ry and Sue come the middle of June....which is when the fog rolls back in anyway.

Requiem for a dead Dodge.

We bought a Dodge Intrepid in 2001...it was a year old at the time, had 20K miles on it. Today it has about 185K miles on it. Bought new tires a couple of months ago, a new battery at about the same time, paid the registration fees last week, put $80 gas in it last night.

Today, on Sam's commute to work, it gasped it's last. We've resurrected it twice, it got a new engine (under warranty) at 60K miles, and we rebuilt it three years ago when it threw a rod. I think it's time we performed last rites and maybe have a wake.

But, wouldn't it have been nicer if it died the week BEFORE I bought the tires and battery. Or even YESTERDAY, before we put $80 of gas in it.

And now, we "get" to go car shopping, which I like almost as much as I like going to the dentist.

So, I guess I'll see if I can go back to blogging....

I decided that since I flaked on the Bailey family newsletter, I'd update the blog and we'll see if I can keep up with it for awhile.

So, our latest adventures....

Shortly after New Years, I started getting a funky pain in my side. One evening, after a couple of days, it started getting really bad, so I had Sam take me to the ER. Six hours, an MRI (or was it a CAT scan?), and $10K later, they told me I had a "mass", approximately 15 cm in diameter on my right side, probably connected to an ovary. So, I was scheduled for surgery a couple of weeks later. It turned out to be a very large benign cyst. My sister and Susan were both here, and I had lots of help and thought I was doing great.

THEN, I went to get the staples out. (Yes they used a staple gun on me, lol). That didn't go so well. I'll spare you most of the gory details....only Sam knows them anyway. He was there and I kept telling him I didn't wanna know. Long story short, they said they would let it heal "from the inside out" which I'd never heard of before. So, they taught Sam how to stuff me with gauze every night and told me it would take 2 to 3 months. They also sent me to a "wound care specialist" (not on my insurance, of course. Well, I showed them, and it only took six weeks. It was a long six weeks though, as they wouldn't let me drive or go anywhere but the doctor's. Thank goodness for my friends who made sure Meg had rides to everywhere she needed to go and I had rides to the doctors, etc. We have great friends...we are very blessed.

While I was stuck in my LaZBoy for two months, I worked on Sam's website. I still have a lot to upload, and our internet is crazy-slow, so it may take a few weeks. But if you want to check it out it's at www.zenfolio.com/sambaileyphotography. I also got much better at the ukulele. And read about a thousand books.

We have friends staying with us for a bit, they had applied for jobs all over the country and didn't want to sign a lease until they knew whether they were staying or going. He was offered a job in Las Vegas, and they'll be leaving next week. I'll miss them, they are fun to have around. She's from Armenia, so we've added Armenian food to our international foods list, it's been fun trying new things.

Meghan is in 9th grade, still homeschooling, which was not in the plan, but that's how it goes. She's trying to decide if she wants to go back to a regular high school or stay in homeschool and do some college courses for high school/college credit at the same time. Monterey Peninsula College offers an AA in graphic arts, which is what she wants to go into. She's also interested in the BYU animation program, but she'll have to get her AA first...I can't afford four years of BYU.

That's life in a nutshell these days. We miss Liz and Mom since they moved to Boise. If we had to live somewhere that we didn't want to, Boise would be on top of our list, just for the family that's there.