I just got the biggest urge to write, so here I am. I'm attaching this picture of Bill and Jacob getting ready for Jacob's baptism last January. Hi, Jacob...remember this day? We are all so proud of you. You're the second of the grand kids to be baptised, I think Ryan's next, then Will, Jessie, and on and on. I just wish everyone was here in Utah, dang it!
How many of you out there are watching 24? Yeah, Adam E., it's been a long journey, this 24, and just because you can't stick with it, it doesn't mean I won't.
I'm so getting ready for summer vacation. With student's calling me "dude" (more than once, which gave him a free ticket to the VP's office, and a face off with an immature young lady in the very next period, I guess it's a good thing I have such a calm, laidback personality. HA-HA (as Bill would put it).
This summer we are heading for Portland, then to that little far out-of-the-way burg called Orofino, Idaho. I am so excited to visit your Walmart, Summer, and that exchange place, where you go for all the great deals (just think, only $5).
The next vacation spot is a bit farther away. I'm flying to New Hampshire for a visit, then a looong drive back to Texas where I'll rest a while, before flying back to Utah. It sounds tiring, but somehow I know I won't run into anyone itching to call me "dude."
I'm planning on taking pictures over Easter, so you should get a new blog at that time. The thought just hit me...who is the "you" I refered to in my previous sentence? This is so cool, I feel like I'm writing for the New York Times, it just takes my breath away :)