tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9756207343631119672024-02-19T18:54:37.442-07:00It's Always Something...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger650125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-71757246906099133072016-07-12T06:30:00.000-06:002016-07-12T15:24:07.554-06:00Jackson, Pre-Six<div class="MsoNormal">
Jackson’s 6<sup>th</sup> birthday is one week from today. I
know, how did this happen, right? It feels like just yesterday I was whining
about sciatica and sleeping in my “nest” as Stu so lovingly called it. </div>
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My Nest. </div>
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Last belly picture, almost 42 weeks pregnant. </div>
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he is such a smart, funny, artistic little man. Here are some things about
Jackson, pre-six:</div>
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(Photo cred: Mary-Leah Moore)</div>
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He is an artist. While my other two are content enough to
draw or color from time to time, Jack is my left-handed, talented creator who
loves all things art, music, and abstract. He can easily mimic another drawing,
or create from his imagination with paper and pencil, legos, or any other
medium he can get his hands on. He also has an ear for music and can identify
songs and sing the chorus after hearing them a single time. This has gotten me
into trouble a few times when I didn’t think he was paying any attention to the
music I was listening to, and then a few days later he starts singing Wiz
Khalifa from the backseat. Whoops. Yes, art is his world and he totally rocks
at it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ever since Jack was little, he has always thought of things
in a different way than the rest of us. He is intuitive in ways that freak me
out, and he cares deeply about the things he loves. Alternatively, he also
could not care less about things which do not interest him. His siblings tend
to have an opinion about almost everything, but with Jack, it is
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But mostly, Jack is the biggest people-person in our little
family. He is always the funniest, most charismatic guy in the room, and people
are drawn to his little personality. I can’t wait to see who he will grow into,
but I know whatever he chooses for his life, he is going to do it effortlessly,
and happily. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I love you, Jackson! I can't wait to see what six brings!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-57811763821180822162016-07-12T06:00:00.000-06:002016-07-12T14:08:02.295-06:00My Master's Degree Graduation<div class="MsoNormal">
I sucked at the promise to actually start blogging again. So
I’m just going to catalogue some of the fun stuff we have done of late, before
it fades into the background of life. First up, Master’s Graduation! <o:p></o:p></div>
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I think part of why I was so bad at keeping up with the blog
is because my master’s degree was actually more work than my undergrad was. I’m
not certain I was prepared for what full-time work, full-time grad school, and
full-time parent-of-three actually entailed. I’m ashamed to say my house was frequently
dirtier than it was clean and I easily gained 30 pounds throughout the saga.
But looking back on the experience as a whole, I would say I have learned a
lot, and my priorities have been even more streamlined than before. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Here are my takeaways: My kids are happy, so apparently I
didn’t create any noticeable lasting damage to their psyches being absent too
many evenings. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My marriage is intact, and strangely, even stronger than
before we decided to double the stress in our lives. I feel like Stu and I
understand each other even better now, and we have learned how to keep up our
communication, even when we don’t see each other as often as we would like.
This has made us more efficient communicators, more understanding of each
other, and I think has built the mutual respect we have for one another, as we
have each had to take on more tasks, all while being the “single” parent while
the other is in school (spoiler alert, Stu is working on his master’s degree
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I actually learned a lot! This seems obvious, right? That at
the end of a degree, I should probably have more information than when I began
it. But honestly, so much of my undergraduate degree was just going through the
motions and taking classes that did me no real good outside of getting the
degree itself, that I just assumed a master’s would be along the same lines.
Instead, I have a decent-sized arsenal of tools now that I can draw from. I
feel like there was not a single class I took that I will not draw from in some
way in my career down the road. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Lastly, I have learned that life is too short. Both in
general, and specifically, it is too short to not be doing something you just
love doing. I mentioned I will do little bits-and-pieces blogs, but another
spoiler in the meantime: 2016 has been pretty hard on my family so far, and Stu
and I have made some decisions that will be changing the nature of our life
soon. As always, it is a true pleasure to have this supportive guy as my
teammate and by my side for this life, and it is due to his unending faith in
me as a person that we are moving forward with the next chapter in our lives. <o:p></o:p></div>
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For now, here are some pics from graduation. See you soon!
(But seriously this time.) <o:p></o:p></div>
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Entering the ceremony!</div>
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My view of commencement, from the stage.</div>
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My sweet family!</div>
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So here’s what happened… I wrote <span style="color: red;"><a href="http://sydney-itsalwayssomething.blogspot.com/2013/05/this-summer.html" style="text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">this</a> </span>blog post almost
two years ago. I was so excited to graduate, and go to Hawaii with my Dad and
my sister, and to have life calm down just a little bit after graduation, where
I would slip into the easy, idyllic life that I had been looking forward to
since I started my undergrad degree. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Yay, Hawaii! </div>
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…But then life happened. Less than three weeks after we got
home from Hawaii, which I was so excited to blog about, but in catching up with
work and school, I hadn’t had a chance… <o:p></o:p></div>
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On the morning of Lila’s second birthday, I woke up to a
voicemail from my Mom left overnight. That was weird and out of the ordinary.
So I cued up the voicemail and listened to my mom, in a serious voice (which
has NEVER happened on my voicemail) say, “Hey Sydney, it’s Mom. Um. Dad was in
a car accident, and he’s not hurt <i>bad</i>,
but he’s awake and talking, and they’re transporting by ambulance right now. I’m
waiting for him at Kootenai. So as soon as I know something I will call you
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She told me my Dad was being prepped for surgery and they
wouldn’t know the extent of the damage until they “got in there,” but that
x-rays had shown my Dad’s back was broken, and he couldn’t move his legs. <o:p></o:p></div>
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In all the years I spent growing up around my Dad, one thing
stood out in our conversations about life and death and the prospect of living
assisted: My Dad was of the mind that to be disabled and unable to care for
himself was a fate worse than death. I told my Mom as much. “Mom! This is worse
than if he would have died!” And she said she would have assumed so as well,
but that he was actually in good spirits and feeling very positive. Then she
let me talk to him. He sounded groggy and medicated, but calm and peaceful. He
said that I didn’t need to worry, called me buddy at least ten times, and said
he would work through whatever was in store for him. As my parents had been
separated and living in different houses, my biggest worry was what in the
world he would do. Back on the phone with my Mom, “But, who is going to take
care of him?” Mom, “I will, of course.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I hung up the phone feeling the heaviest I have ever felt in
my life and went downstairs to tell my husband my dad broke his back in a car
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As you can imagine, after this began a whole new series of
life for all of our family, I couldn’t just come back to my blog and write a
jolly and bouncy story about our trip to Hawaii (and amazing trip at that). I
couldn’t even bring myself to talk about the trip, of watching my Dad walk down
the beach, literally his favorite thing in the world, or scuba diving, or the
doors-off helicopter ride…. while he was lying in the ICU with the prognosis of
likely never walking again. <o:p></o:p></div>
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After a few days of getting second-hand information from my
Mom and Maddy, my overly-realist, control-freak brain couldn’t take it anymore.
While I didn’t feel like they were withholding anything from me, I just couldn’t
wrap my head around what was really going on without seeing for myself. I
couldn’t focus on anything, and I had read enough about spinal cord injuries in
the past week to have a good working knowledge of his chances. So after talking
with my husband and professors (here I was, barely two months from graduation,
I couldn’t fail now…), and having the amazing support of my boss, Gina, I
packed some stuff and drove up to Coeur d’Alene to see everything for myself
and to try to give my Mom and sister a break. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The whole ride was a mind trip in addition to the physical
trip. I thought so much about all the things he wouldn’t be able to do, and how
awful this was for HIM especially, with his outlook on life. I wrestled with
whether it really would have been better if he had died, so he didn’t have to
suffer the rest of his life, just so, selfishly, the rest of us could have him
around for just a little longer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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When I got to the hospital, my mom had run home to shower
and Maddy was at work, so Dad’s mom, my Nana, was there snoozing in a chair
while my Dad slept in his bed. I walked into the room and was hit by the
reality of it all. I looked at my Dad, in the dimly lit room with his brow
furrowed in dreams, or pain, and his legs sticking out from under the covers,
at an odd angle from the rest of his body. It looked uncomfortable, and then I
realized he couldn’t move them anyway, so he probably didn’t know he was
uncomfortable. Tears sprang to my eyes as I surveyed the room and then Nana
woke up and welcomed me with a hug, telling me he was doing really good today. <o:p></o:p></div>
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If you’ve never had the experience of seeing your parents
incapacitated, it is hard to imagine, but there is something severely disconcerting
about seeing someone I had always equated with strength and who was so able-bodied,
reduced to being trapped in a hospital bed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I got my stuff arranged and picked out a spot on the couch
to hang out. Eventually Dad started coughing (he had been upside-down in the
car for some time before a passerby spotted his headlights and came to help him…
they had to cut him out of the car, so his lungs had some fluid from being
upside-down for so long) and said, “Hey buddy!” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I got to spend a week with him and watch him go through the
suckiest parts of learning to be paralyzed, while also healing from a car
accident and all of the bumps and bruises that did not help with the pain
portion. I got to talk to him about how he felt and he assured me, repeatedly,
that he was ok. That now that he WAS paralyzed, that being paralyzed was NOT a
fate worse than death. That he would figure it out, and he would be ok. I was skeptical,
but watching his determination was nothing short of inspiring. I was the one crying because he couldn’t poop 9 days after the accident and it was time that
physiologically, it was a necessity. Me watching him, frustrated and fully
helpless, learn how to be paralyzed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But my Dad is a freaking champ, and with the help of my Mom
every freaking day, he DID overcome so much. From that first day in his
hospital bed, unable to even sit upright without help, to weeks spent at
in-patient rehabilitation at the AMAZING St. Luke’s in Spokane, he learned to
crawl, to stand, and eventually, to walk again. Slowly and shakily at first
(and to this day, there are still some terrifying, unstable moments), but he is
walking. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The hardest part for me to endure now is the day-to-day part,
knowing he still cannot pee or poop on his own, and that is the hardest aspect for him. I wish his story could be one of full recovery from his devastating accident,
but those are not the cards he was dealt. And while I get caught up in my daily life, I
often feel guilty for not calling enough, and not being around enough. </div>
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He can’t
feel significant portions of his body, and likely never will, but this guy is
still as inspiring as ever. I called him last week to check in and lament about
some stupid issue I was having, and he said that he is lucky to be alive, and
for that he owes the world. A man who is paralyzed and faced huge obstacles to
be able to merely walk again… is “lucky to be alive.” I will never be such an
awesome person as my Dad. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I feel like our whole family has been impacted for the
better as a result of my Dad’s wreck. We are all more loving toward one
another, we have SO much fun when we are together, and we appreciate that we <i>can</i> be together. Our family has always
been close, but this has definitely brought us closer, and given us a new
perspective on the power of love, watching my parents fight through this as a
united front, in spite of not even living in the same house. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Here is the video I made for my Dad commemorating his
one-year anniversary of the accident. <o:p></o:p></div>
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9qxmz6H6ik</div>
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And speaking of my life, a lot has changed since I wrote
that ominous blog post almost two years ago. The good news is I DID graduate
with my bachelor’s in Criminal Justice, and my Dad walked (albeit with arm
crutches) into my graduation, three months after the accident. <o:p></o:p></div>
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…but that’s the end of where the things I predicted,
happened. Right before I graduated, I got accepted to the Master of Public
Administration program here at BSU and I have been working hard on that degree.
Ironically, I will again graduate this coming December, but with my Master’s
this time around. I also got a new job this past October, and I love it and the
people I work with. I feel so much happier and this is such a better fit for
me. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Our family is doing awesome and there are so many things we
have done that I have wanted to blog about, but I could never bring myself to
do it, because I can’t ignore the last two years and their impact on my life, so I
just kept skipping it. I couldn’t bring myself to even try to write this post. </div>
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Nevermore!
I want to start cataloging our adventures and stories again and putting my
words on the things we’re doing because being able to look back on our adventures
from Abu Dhabi and beyond has been so important for our family. I feel like we
might be missing things without the accompanying dialogue about them. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Also, my baby brother got married to his beautiful new bride in January. :) See? SO
MUCH MISSED! <o:p></o:p></div>
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So, with that, I announce my return to my blog! Haha. Stand
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-41200582746055888562013-05-03T10:22:00.006-06:002013-05-03T10:28:14.312-06:00This Summer.While right now is incredibly stressful, and will be for the next
couple weeks, the light is growing ever brighter at the end of this tunnel. We
have a lot of plans for this summer, and I can’t WAIT to have the freedom (most
the mental freedom from stress) to get to them!<br />
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The best part of my babies not really being babies anymore (which
I hate, I just want them to stay little), is that they are basically easy now.
Heh. When we get in the car, we don’t really have to worry about the diaper bag
and snacks and drinks for a quick trip to Lowe’s anymore. And they CAN be
rational and understand the concept of waiting now (sometimes they choose not
to of course, they ARE still 1 and 2, but still…). <o:p></o:p></div>
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As a result, this opens up a world of fun and exciting activities
that we haven’t been able to partake in for years now. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We are going to start the summer by heading over to Seattle on our
first real road trip since Lila was a little baby, for my cousin Hannah’s
graduation. I am still skeptical that they will sleep in a strange place, and
with anyone else in the room, but they will work it out and we will all be a
little unrested, I am sure, but I am excited!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then, we have decided Lila is probably old enough that camping won’t
be the hell it is with a little baby, so we want to plan some camping trips
this summer. With me being the only one in school, and even that is so limited
(squeeee!), we will definitely have more time to do things that are actually
fun. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Toward the end of the summer, we will head up to CDA for the
annual pig pickin’, which we always look forward to, and we will get to see “Beebee
Keegan” (who is also NOT a baby anymore!), and Aunt Justiney and Uncle Kemer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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THEN, my Dad is taking Justine and I (since he took the other two
last year) on a Hawaiian vacation! Woohoo! At first I had totally talked myself
out of it when he asked. I told myself there was just no way I could swing it,
that I am a Mom and wife and I can’t just abandon my family for a week to go
lay on the beach… I have work obligations, and school… there was just no way. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Then I thought about how much I’ve sacrificed for my family, and
what it has taken to get through the last three years, how I never have the
time to just be with my Dad and my sister (or myself for that matter) and just truly
enjoy the time and moving slowly and taking things in, and dang it, I deserve a
vacation (pffft, and a medal)! My Dad doesn’t have the best of health and when
will I ever be offered the trip of a lifetime again, let’s freaking do it! (I
still feel fully guilty btw, but I put on a good front. :))<o:p></o:p></div>
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So Steen and I talked and talked, and talked with my Dad, and
worked out a time that works for all of our insane schedules, and we are doing
it! We are going to Oahu (I know very little about Hawaii) for a week. I am so
excited, and have been using it as an “end” focal point, to just get there and
something to look forward to at the end of the summer and to start the last
semester of my undergraduate career. Which is also going to be a crazy time.
Here’s what my August looks like: Weekend class on the Israeli-Palestinian
conflict, immediately leave for CDA, pig pickin, drive home with Stu and the
kids, pack, Monday meeting at work for our annual statewide meeting, leave on 6
AM flight the next morning for Hawaii, vacay for a week, fly home on an 8:45 PM red-eye with two layovers, get home mid-day, start class that night at 6 PM.
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writing every day for a year. It has been almost TWO WHOLE MONTHS since I have
written a post! Wow! At least when I fail I go for the gold. But, I do still
want to keep up blogging because when I do and when we can all look back and
read the things we were doing, it is freaking awesome.<br />
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So, fair warning,
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I really WANTED to
write every day, but I missed one day and then that turned into the whole
weekend, and suddenly it was a week and the thought of catching up on a week's
worth of blogs sounded so daunting.... well, alas it has been two months. <o:p></o:p></div>
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BUT, Stuie is
going to graduate in 2 (!!!) weeks! I can't believe it is finally here for him,
and it sure has been a difficult couple of months getting here. We have been
busier than we have ever been, which sounds improbably, but I assure you, we
somehow managed to fit even more into our lives. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Couple that with
some seriously fucked up mold and bathroom tile contractor issues, (which I am
not going to discuss now because it both makes me sick, exhausted, and
decidedly cynical about the whole of society, AND because there is likely a
lawsuit in our future), my trying to finish up my biggest project of the year
for work, and trying to finish classes and prepare for finals, and I have had
it up to here (insert hand gesture). <o:p></o:p></div>
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I feel like all
things considered, I have been handling everything that is going on pretty
decently. I'm no saint, but geez, how much can one person be expected to handle
at once? So I have been literally counting down the day until this is all
over. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Also, there are
two very positive things that have come out of this. First, my bullshit
capacity has been reduced to nearly zero (this is the cynicism). I do not care,
nor WANT to care about any level of bullshit, and my detector is in prime
shape. As a result, I am more efficient, more rational, and worry about much
less. These are all good things. Second, and this is my favorite: Because I had
to take one class this coming Fall (my waiver that I get from the university
for discounted class fees maintains that I cannot take more than one class
during "work hours," regardless of how much time I am willing to make
up early in the morning or late at night. So, this summer, both of the final
two classes I needed to graduate were offered during the day (and during
different sessions, I might add), and as a result, I had to pick one or the
other and not both. The other classes I was registered for were at night, so
they were moot and unaffected. <o:p></o:p></div>
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BUT, because I
couldn't graduate until December, I had to switch my catalog year, which
expires this coming August. Switching to a new catalog is tricky because it can
change the requirements you need, and can results in suddenly having to take
more classes to graduate. So I switched to the newest year, which did waive
some of the new requirements (foundations classes) automatically, but the math
I took didn't count on the new year because it is no longer even offered
anymore. Crap. So, I worked with my awesome Department Chair (not my adviser,
lol. He always sends me to the chair) to get an academic adjustment, which
is where the dean of the college I am graduating under says, “sure, we’ll
accept that as an approved class” and I don’t have to retake math. <o:p></o:p></div>
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All of this means that I have 8 fewer required classes on this
catalog than my old one, so I got to drop two whole classes this coming summer!
Woot woot! So, I will have one measly little class (senior seminar, which is
not a measly class and is condensed into half the time normal people take it)
this summer, one one-credit weekend class (a single weekend, on the
Isreali-Palestinian conflict and movies), and then I will take ONLY Statistics
this fall and I will be done!!! Oh my goodness, ten years in the making, I
cannot believe I am but two classes and a weekend away from that piece of
paper. So stoked. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But before that, we do need to get Stuie all graduated, so there
have recently been a lot of late nights for him, and just generally a lot of
stress in the house in general. I talked to Kaden’s teacher on the phone last
night for an HOUR, chatting about everything that is and has been going on, and
actually giving her some advice about her own son, and it is nice to be
reminded that my kids ARE little and they will have few if any memories of this
stressful time. For now, I am encouraging my super awesome and ever supportive
family to take one or two kids with them when they do fun things, just to give
the kids a break and have a good time. This weekend, I am pretty sure Marcia
and Mimi and going to take the boys to the dinosaur exhibit at the Expo. They
will LOVE that, and I can work on my final presentation for Research Methods,
and Stu can finish up the 3 (!!!) huge papers he’s working on. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I showed Jackson how to blow a dandelion and he thought it was SO COOL. (I will probably regret this decision when my whole yard is yellow, but it was worth it at the time. :))</div>
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My beautiful Princess Lila, enjoying the sunny day in the swing.</div>
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Miss Lila and I, after a long, stressful day, hanging out and spending quality time.</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-49061072440686519372013-03-07T13:23:00.000-07:002013-03-11T13:23:37.806-06:00Forensics.Normally I am indifferent about my Forensics class, because, let's be honest, it is completely unneccesaary for me to take it. I will never be a crime scene analysis (you need a science degree, which I am not getting), and I will never work in law enforcement, so it is just a necessary evil that I tolerate.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-30267320023098211962013-03-06T13:18:00.000-07:002013-03-11T13:20:21.526-06:00Wild, Wild West.Thought this was funny. On my drive to work this morning, I rolled by this:<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-69006666577514826872013-03-05T13:17:00.000-07:002013-03-11T13:18:09.317-06:00Lecture. Today's lecture in my Criminal Justice Management class, had a slide I thought was funny and appropriate, being that my family and friends are equal parts fans (and haters) of these two schools:<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-57564763318136146242013-03-04T13:16:00.000-07:002013-03-11T13:16:39.195-06:00Cousins.Here are two links for the accomplishments of TWO of my cousins. Yay for coming from a great family and congrats to Aubrey and Alex on their awesomeness! :)<br />
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Here, <a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2013/03/photojournalists_under_25.html" target="_blank">Photojournalists under 25</a>. (Alex)<br />
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And here, <a href="http://nextpcvs.wordpress.com/2013/02/08/aubrey-brinton-of-boise-selected-for-peace-corps-education-assignment-in-china/" target="_blank">Aubrey Brinton of Boise Selected for Peace Corps Education Assignment in China</a>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-88377289643468073252013-03-03T13:12:00.000-07:002013-03-11T13:13:48.679-06:00Outside Babies.Here are some pics of the kids outside this weekend. We were all very grateful for some nice weather, study time, and hanging out together.<br />
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As a result of too much academia, we decided to end the day by taking the kids into the wilderness to go shoot the guns. We had a blast and the kids think they had even more fun than we did because they got to hang out in the truck, watching <i>Open Season 2</i>, and eating graham crackers, while Mom and Dad destroyed tin pots. :)<br />
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diggity) creamy mushroom soup with chicken and portobello sandwich with
caramelized onions and basil garlic aioli and Havarti. It was inspired by a meal we had for date lunch at Flatbread in Bown's Corssing. It was amazing there, but I did pretty good myself! :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-76077525359474579682013-02-26T12:53:00.000-07:002013-03-11T12:53:16.320-06:00Talking Lila Girl!I hadn't uploaded videos off my camera for a while, so I might get crazy. :) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfY-9LY2Pdw&feature=youtu.be" target="_blank">Here</a> is a video of my sweet Lila girl talking.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-6738860375369524002013-02-25T20:30:00.000-07:002013-03-11T12:51:34.645-06:00Kaden: Person of the Week! <br />
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huge poster of himself and then presenting it in class to his friends. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQ2TTqvSidI&feature=youtu.be" target="_blank">Here is the video link for it</a>. My sweet boy. :)</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-57446004953408248842013-02-23T22:00:00.000-07:002013-03-11T12:48:53.171-06:00Family Dinner. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-82176004498693490202013-02-22T23:30:00.000-07:002013-02-23T14:17:40.580-07:00Cambodia. Yesterday during the half hour break I have between work and school (where I eat and play with my kids at super speed, lol), Damon came by to bring us some things he got for us in Cambodia! So cool! I will likely never go to Cambodia in my life, so it was so awesome to get some goodies from a place like that. He didn't get to come to my birthday party, so he said he would get us some prizes. :) Kaden and Jackson are OBSESSED with the awesome puzzle animals. And Lila and I got silk robes that are so pretty and have intricate little designs on them. So cool! And then we got a meal set in a cool box with elephants on the front. Below are pics of the awesomeness. I love to feel loved! :) Thanks Damon!<br />
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Tonight after work Stu and I worked out for EVER. My whole body hurts and my knees are destroyed, which was probably a terrible idea that I will regret for the rest of the weekend, but it felt good to kick my own ass. :) We had to focus on homework though as the main Friday night plan, which always makes me feel inherently lame. Haha. We went to bed way too late as a result, too. So lame. </div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-26210066724562347402013-02-21T23:30:00.000-07:002013-02-23T14:12:06.007-07:00Forensics FTW.Remember the test I didn't get to study for (including not reading a SINGLE page in my book, and not having a chance to look over the lecture notes from class)? Well, I got that test back to night and I got a B+! Woohoo! That could have gone SO much worse. So for right now, I have As in all of my classes. Let's hope I can keep it up and no more sickness rears its ugly head!<br />
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Tonight in my Forensics lab, we did dust lifting and shoe print casting. I like that we have a lab in that class (though it certainly does make for LONG days) because it really is cool to see real-world application of the concepts we talk about. Forensics is so abstract when you just talk about it, so seeing it in action is much better. It's a good group of people in that class as well, so that's nice. And though he is a former cop, I am actually really enjoying the professor this time around. He is super calm and laid-back, but also hilarious, in a very dry, unassuming way. I could listen to him all day. He's got amazing stories.<br />
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In other news, my workout tonight tried to kill me. I took almost two weeks off from working out because of sickness, and it is SO hard to get back into it and to where I was the prior 8 weeks. It sucks.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-2110820829071605222013-02-20T23:00:00.000-07:002013-02-23T14:07:20.547-07:00Never a Dull Moment...... at the Fox residence. :) Here are some pics of the babes being babes. :)<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-11253535420275611602013-02-19T23:00:00.000-07:002013-02-23T14:03:53.198-07:00Boise Homicide.<br />
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back to work and feeling much better. Unfortunately I also had to return to
work and a full day of school as well, which is much harder than just putting
in my eight hours and then going home, so I think it made the day worse that it
was just SO long. But, it is nice to feel like I am finally on the mend. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">So,
in super creepy news, last night there were three “incidences” around 8 at
night in Boise in three different spots. Today it came to light that they were
all likely related. So, apparently, (and of course information is still coming
to light so I am sure there is plenty that is not public yet) this guy
rear-ended a car on Vista and Canal around 8 at night and then when he decided
to run, as he drove around the guy he hit, he shot at him, blowing out his own
car window and striking the car he hit. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Then,
to got on the freeway and got off on Franklin where witnesses called in to
dispatch about a man in his car apparently injured. Turns out this guy was shot
in the head and was in the lanes of traffick, dying. He died less than two
hours later at the hospital. In the meantime, the two incidents appear to be
related, but cops are looking for a way to tie the first guy to the second
incident. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">THEN,
around the same time, RIGHT BY MY HOUSE, police got a call from the first guy’s
Dad and stepmom, saying the first guy was in their front yard yelling and
screaming that he was going to hurt them. Around the same time, the guy fled on
foot and dispatch got a bunch of calls from people saying someone was trying to
get into cars and homes, testing for unlocked doors. Police sent out a autodial
call to residents in the area telling then to lock their doors. They set up a
perimeter and finally around 11 PM found him hiding in the back yard of an
unoccupied daycare 6 houses away from my house!!! Dude. It is so freaky that
crime that that happens this close to where my babies play and live. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was weird too, because right around that time I was going to wake Stu up
because I was getting ready for bed and heard what sounded like the house
making noises in the bathroom, but way louder than normal. There was no report
of shots fired when they detained him, but I am wondering if that might have
been what it was. It was just weird noises, not like any house “settling”
sounds I’ve ever heard here before. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">Anyway,
police are still asking the public for help locating a cell phone, ammunition,
and any private video surveillance that might show any of the incidences.
Hopefully they get everything they need. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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guy who was killed in his car was 28-year-old Mathew Mohler-Kerns, who is a
Boise State student (recent graduate and was just accepted to a master’s
porgram) who is originally from Post Falls. I think what resonates most with me
is that this guy is the same age as me, is from very near my home town, and is
basically doing the same thing as me… working and going to school, trying to
get a good education and move up in life. Life is so fragile and is so easily
taken away. Just because of some crazy person (who, it has been rumored may
have been under the influence of bath salts or salvia). Hug your loved ones.
Life is WAY too short. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-975620734363111967.post-51373005486715778642013-02-18T20:00:00.000-07:002013-02-23T14:00:17.453-07:00President's Day Vacay. I thankfully had the day off for President's Day, so I could try to get better for the work week ahead.<br />
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lunch and he, myself, and Jackson played (well, Jackson played and Stu picked
up dog poop while I sat and ate) outside. It’s been so beautiful out while I
have been sick and it’s so lame to watch it from inside while feeling like
walking down the stairs is just too much effort to muster.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mimi volunteered to come over and sit with the kids so Stu and I could go on a date and go grocery shopping (I was definitely not up to the task all on my own). So we went to Flatbread and had fondu and mini pizzas and half-sandwiches. I freaking LOVE their food. It was a great date. :)</div>
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so many days of feeling like shit, we ALL had cabin fever. But what do you do
when you still feel crappy and don’t want to move too much, but want to get
outside? You drive to Idaho City! Duh! Haha. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were super bummed because we had to cancel our attendance at Ian and Jamie’s
for the evening, so to make up for that we felt like we HAD to get outside at
least, even if there were runny noses abound. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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we packed up the kids and a movie and set off for Trudy’s Kitchen for lunch and
pie. The drive was great and so pretty with just a little snow, but also a
sunshiney day. The kids had a great time and everyone was very happy to get out
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