Sunday, August 9, 2009
Passing the torch
Okay, we've decided to keep blogging, but Ryan's passed the torch to me. Happily, I report that all is well here. We can't believe the summer is over and school starts on Monday! It reminds me of the old Staples commercial with the joyous father shopping for back to school supplies and the background music is "it's the most wonderful time of the year..." Yeah, we're all ready.
Our favorite memories of summer:
SWIMMING!!! Hattie and Annie Shmannie
Relaxing!
Our favorite memories of summer:
SWIMMING!!! Hattie and Annie Shmannie
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Red Carpet Run - Hattie and Ryan @ Staar Night 2009
Sorry, I know this isn't the best quality picture. I'm trying to locate the original. Anyhoo...Last month Hattie joined me as my guest to a very special event - Staar Night put on by the Scottsdale Area Association of REALTORS. This big event happens one night a year and ticket sales go entirely to a charity fund called the Hutch Fund. I was so taken by this event and the cause that our office (Keller Williams Sonoran Living Scottsdale/Paradise Valley) that we became a donor and our office agents raised money and elected to donate it to Staar Night/Hutch Fund.
That night the performance (acted, sung and directed by volunteer REALTORS) was themed around Hollywood, so Hattie got to walk the red carpet in front of the Orpheum Theatre downtown and meet Marilyn Monroe and James Dean. At one point in the show she was invited to dance in the row with a cast member - she has talked about it ever since.
Fun times!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Westy Boy June 2009
Great picture Taani! She's really mastering our camera...does that mean I can pass the blogging torch?
Sunday, June 14, 2009
CAMPING...FINALLY!
This is where we camped for one night last night. We had a great time.We did it! We almost didn't do it. But we did it and we are glad. Kids running free, loads of mountains and pine trees. Fishing for trout (ok, it was a trout farm) and then cooking them up for dinner...overall, a great weekend. It was good for the kids to learn that food comes from a source and in many instances it must be caught, prepared and then cooked. I was beginning to think Hattie believed salmon comes from Costco, period. Seriously, fresh trout...AMAZING.
It was only for one night, but we had a great time with our friends. Thanks Ito's for putting it together. West loves to be outside and did well during a 49 degree night. Burrr...
The kids are exhausted from running non-stop. Simple, inexpensive and worth the memories. Camping rocks.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
6000+ Feet Above Sea Level - My Place of Peace & Rest
Mountains have always been a happy place for me. Perhaps its because I grew up at the base of the Rocky Mountains in Utah and my home was quite literally in a forest in the mouth of a canyon on a large lot of land, bordering public land and I even had a creek (sometimes river in the spring) in my backyard. I worry about the block walls around my home in PHX and that it teaches my kids to "stay within the lines."
That was not my childhood. My childhood was roaming, building forts, finding rusty pioneer treasures, tubing down the creek, tree swings, and building dams so we could have swimming holes in the summer. I wandered free my whole life. I'm grateful for where I grew up. I would only wish that same environment for my kids...
A few agents in my office came and and ran an intervention last Friday. They said I did not look up-to-par and I was lacking my usually natural enthusiasm. As their business coach, they pointedly informed me that they need me fresh and focused. One of them said, "Get out of town and use my farm house on five acres in the mountains outside Flagstaff." I think I had grabbed my keys and was racing for my car before she even finished her sentence. I found out later that day at the doctor that I was sick and that fresh air and mountains would be good. They are always good for me and my family. So we headed for the hills. Here are some snapshots of our great weekend.


That was not my childhood. My childhood was roaming, building forts, finding rusty pioneer treasures, tubing down the creek, tree swings, and building dams so we could have swimming holes in the summer. I wandered free my whole life. I'm grateful for where I grew up. I would only wish that same environment for my kids...
A few agents in my office came and and ran an intervention last Friday. They said I did not look up-to-par and I was lacking my usually natural enthusiasm. As their business coach, they pointedly informed me that they need me fresh and focused. One of them said, "Get out of town and use my farm house on five acres in the mountains outside Flagstaff." I think I had grabbed my keys and was racing for my car before she even finished her sentence. I found out later that day at the doctor that I was sick and that fresh air and mountains would be good. They are always good for me and my family. So we headed for the hills. Here are some snapshots of our great weekend.
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