Brandon and Dave doing dishes. Um...yeah.
Look at this delicious salad that Tam and Dave made! Thanks Brittany for the deliciousness recipe.
Um...I can explain. Hmmm? I have slobber on my chin? Yes. I do. Because we went flying down this hill on a sled (Mom, Tamara and I) and I was in the front and had snow spraying in my face the whole way down. My face was numb. And I was laughing hysterically. My eyes felt frozen shut. And I was slobbering. Can we not talk about it anymore? Thanks.
Mom Tamara and I sledding
We have to speak in code around Chica because she's too smart and discovers the meanings of words really quickly. We have to spell out w-a-l-k or p-r-o-p (mom and dad's house) or else she gets so excited and if we're not going that minute, it's too sad to see her let down. So, we feed her peanut butter sometimes as a special treat but we call it PB because she knows the words. Last night Brandon said "I think she wants some PB" and she got super excited. She figured it out!!! Smart dog. Hmmm...what can we say for peanut butter now??
After walking the trail that led me to this place, I sit down on the soil and lean back against the trunk of an enormous redwood tree. The earth feels heavy beneath me. The air surrounding me is filled with moisture and is silent. I cannot comprehend how deep the roots must go and how many twists and turns the must have made to hold up this forest. Everything around me is grounded. It makes me feel grounded. I continually tilt my head back and lift my chin to look up the trunks of the trees and into the beautiful canopy of leaves above me. Each time I physically lift my head, I feel something internally bowing down to the ancient lives that surround me. I feel as though I have stumbled upon a great meeting of my ancient ancestors, standing together and discussing silently the wisdom of the ages. I try to listen.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Here's a picture from Alcatraz when Dave, Tam, Brandon and I went canyoneering. This image is taken right at that moment when you have to lay on your stomach on the edge of a 160' cliff, swing your legs around behind you and trust your gear to hold you as you slip over the edge and let gravity pull you the rest of the way over. It was probably one of the scariest moments of my life but I have never been so proud. It's so exhilarating. The view was breathtaking. This was my first rapel ever!! Anytime that I feel a little nervous about something that I have to tackle, I think of this moment, and I can have confidence that when I make a decision to do something, as long as I give my full effort, then the universe will conspire to make it happen. ;)
Here's Dave trying to be sexy...and succeeding exceedingly well. Rar.
I sometimes wonder. What's going through that beautiful brain of his when he does these little photo shoots? I guess we'll never know. We'll never know.