We look Molly and a couple of her friends to Road House for her b-day dinner. She really hasn't mastered the art of posing yet. She has a lot to learn. At least she didn't hide her face like usual.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Weekend-Ness
As mentioned previously I have a lack of blogging motivation right now. This post will not contain my usual whit and charm.
Last week my gma was in town from Corvallis. We took her on all sorts of adventures. On Saturday we loaded her up in the car with lots of food, a teenager named Molly and her friend Sheralyn and drove to Jed Smith and the Beach. Our good friends the Halls were lucky enough-or crazy enough-to come along as well.
Last week my gma was in town from Corvallis. We took her on all sorts of adventures. On Saturday we loaded her up in the car with lots of food, a teenager named Molly and her friend Sheralyn and drove to Jed Smith and the Beach. Our good friends the Halls were lucky enough-or crazy enough-to come along as well.
Who wouldn't want Sher for a BFF?
The End.
The End.Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Just Call Me Pam
Hello Blog.I seem to have been neglecting a lot of things these days...my blog being one of them. I have been working for a few months now and I'm still figuring out how in the world I'm going to work full time and finish my bedroom, paint my door, update my kitchen, bake a pie, make a quilt, plant a garden, and learn to sew a dress. Not to mention the easy things on my to do list such as: paint my hideous toe nails, make some bread, update my picture albums. Easy right? How can I be a Molly Mormon and work at the same time? It doesn't add up. Luckily my boss isnt Micheal Scott and I don't wear keds with my work skirts but still...office life is an adjustment.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Camping with Daddio and Fam
Reader beware: This post contains 10,000 pictures proceed at your own risk.
Last weekend my Dad and Rhonda invited us to go camping at the coast with them for a few days. Every year my dad goes fishing for 2 weeks in Gold Beach, they never invited us anywhere, so we jumped on the opportunity. My dad is a vacation alone kind of guy, so the kids usually end up left out. He hauled his huge house on wheels over to the coast a few days before us....since kids (including grown ups that are still thought of as "kids") are not allowed in the hotel bus he kindly set up some tents for us. It was a blast. We only got to stay there for 2 nights but it was great. We got to hang out with my aunt and uncle, eat a ton of food, read a lot of magazines, go on a lot of walks and just enjoy being with each other. There is really nothing to do at Gold Beach if you've never been there. Our "camp ground" was basically an R.V. park..no trees...no woods...no resemblance of camping except for our tent, so us ladies had to entertain ourselves while the boys were a fishin.
How many pictures can Wil try to ruin in one trip? How many times can my dad tell Wil to "stop being a dumb a** in one trip? One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six. I guess six is the limit.
My dad took Matt out on the ocean. It's only his second or third time fishing...he's never been out on the ocean before...he was pretty excited. He didn't even get sea sick...all my worrying for nothing.
They came home with 40 Black Snapper and 15 Crabs...my dad had caught some Salmon and Perch earlier so the next night we had a huge fish fry. It was pretty fun I must admit. I even tried all the fish...and I am not a fishy kind of gal...but it was good. Unfortunately I was up sick all night.
My cute dad...looking just like my dad looks in all my memories. He got to teach Matt a lot of stuff about fishing. Matt thought it was pretty cool.
Wil and Matt tried to fish off the Jetty...didn't turn out too good. We moved about 5 times for all sorts of reasons other than they just weren't that great of fishermen! Oh well...we can't be good at everything.
Matt looks a little scurd of the ocean to me
Fishing Fan Club
Last weekend my Dad and Rhonda invited us to go camping at the coast with them for a few days. Every year my dad goes fishing for 2 weeks in Gold Beach, they never invited us anywhere, so we jumped on the opportunity. My dad is a vacation alone kind of guy, so the kids usually end up left out. He hauled his huge house on wheels over to the coast a few days before us....since kids (including grown ups that are still thought of as "kids") are not allowed in the hotel bus he kindly set up some tents for us. It was a blast. We only got to stay there for 2 nights but it was great. We got to hang out with my aunt and uncle, eat a ton of food, read a lot of magazines, go on a lot of walks and just enjoy being with each other. There is really nothing to do at Gold Beach if you've never been there. Our "camp ground" was basically an R.V. park..no trees...no woods...no resemblance of camping except for our tent, so us ladies had to entertain ourselves while the boys were a fishin.
How many pictures can Wil try to ruin in one trip? How many times can my dad tell Wil to "stop being a dumb a** in one trip? One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six. I guess six is the limit.
My dad took Matt out on the ocean. It's only his second or third time fishing...he's never been out on the ocean before...he was pretty excited. He didn't even get sea sick...all my worrying for nothing.
They came home with 40 Black Snapper and 15 Crabs...my dad had caught some Salmon and Perch earlier so the next night we had a huge fish fry. It was pretty fun I must admit. I even tried all the fish...and I am not a fishy kind of gal...but it was good. Unfortunately I was up sick all night.
My cute dad...looking just like my dad looks in all my memories. He got to teach Matt a lot of stuff about fishing. Matt thought it was pretty cool.
Wil and Matt tried to fish off the Jetty...didn't turn out too good. We moved about 5 times for all sorts of reasons other than they just weren't that great of fishermen! Oh well...we can't be good at everything.
Matt looks a little scurd of the ocean to me
Fishing Fan Club
What happens when you listen to the ocean, drinking diet caffeine free coke after diet caffeine free coke, for 3 hours? You have to find a rock and hope the 500 people fishing next to you don't mind getting their feet a little wet.
Molly and Wil enjoying the quiet
Will telling Matt about his "new technique" that was going to catch a fish for sure. Matt busy listening to Wil's incessant talking...hooks a fish and then loses it.
Oh! What's this? Wil caught a fish 2 seconds later...he was SURE it was due to his new technique.
He is so excited he's almost falling off the rock into the deep and roaring ocean.
This is a day to celebrate. My dad let the boys clean the fish when they got back to camp. We were supposed to have fish tacos from our little buddy...we could maybe have a fish tacoette. I think all the meat came off with the skin. Ooops.
They even let me give it a try for half a second...then I caught some rocks and seaweed and all of a sudden it was time to go home.
Black Snapper, Perch, Salmon, Fish Tacos, Crab, Ribs...what more could a man ask for?
That's my aunt Betty and Rhonda. They didn't want their picture taken. Rhonda pretended to be MJ.
The end.
Molly and Wil enjoying the quiet
Will telling Matt about his "new technique" that was going to catch a fish for sure. Matt busy listening to Wil's incessant talking...hooks a fish and then loses it.
Oh! What's this? Wil caught a fish 2 seconds later...he was SURE it was due to his new technique.
He is so excited he's almost falling off the rock into the deep and roaring ocean.
This is a day to celebrate. My dad let the boys clean the fish when they got back to camp. We were supposed to have fish tacos from our little buddy...we could maybe have a fish tacoette. I think all the meat came off with the skin. Ooops.
They even let me give it a try for half a second...then I caught some rocks and seaweed and all of a sudden it was time to go home.
Black Snapper, Perch, Salmon, Fish Tacos, Crab, Ribs...what more could a man ask for?
That's my aunt Betty and Rhonda. They didn't want their picture taken. Rhonda pretended to be MJ.
The end. Happy 3 Years
Matt and I celebrated our THIRD anniversary in July. Time flies. Although these three years have not gone according to my handy dandy this is how your life is going to go book, it has all been really great. Matt really is an amazing guy and I'm lucky he puts up with me as well as he does! I can be a doozie. We decided to go cheap this year and just spend the day together instead of buying each other gifts...blame it on the economy :) thats a nice excuse for anything these days(too bad we are too poor to feel the effects of it...I still like to claim it though...we aren't poor because neither one of us can get through school and get a real job...we are poor because of the economy...there problems solved! ;) Anyways we had a great day!
80 degrees...much better...sun tan here I come
Big Redwoods...I LOVE that campground. It's the only place we camped growing up so when I thinking of camping I think of this...
Matt was a gem and took me to Mexican, even though he doesn't really love it!
Happy day my sweets! Love you forever.
Matt made me waffles with peanut butter...delish
We drove over the mountains and through the woods to get to the beach and it was
FREEZING...it was 100+ when we left our house that morning.
But I gave Matt a smooch and we felt all better...we decided to head back to Jedediah camp ground and swim in the river.
But I gave Matt a smooch and we felt all better...we decided to head back to Jedediah camp ground and swim in the river.
80 degrees...much better...sun tan here I come
Big Redwoods...I LOVE that campground. It's the only place we camped growing up so when I thinking of camping I think of this...
Matt was a gem and took me to Mexican, even though he doesn't really love it!
Happy day my sweets! Love you forever.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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