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Saturday, August 14, 2010

What a day!

Our ward at church had an outdoor water activity today. Zoe got messy, got wet and had a great time!


On the prowl for the pink ball.

Her first chocolate chip cookie. I ended up with most of the chocolate on my shoulders.




Our little toaster just loves the water. She had so much fun splashing around in this little kiddie pool.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Yellowstone

We went to Yellowstone today! Yay! 3 states in one day: Idaho, Montana and Wyoming!



I thought these "paint pots" were pretty cool.
Ryan's eye for nature caught this.
My attempt at catching nature got this.
Zoe totally traveled in style today.







Saturday, July 31, 2010

Idaho

So it's still July and my last post was in June so I think I'm doing pretty good as far as consistency goes. Ok, maybe not. I've been meaning to blog for awhile (I think I say that in almost every post), but this time I have a really good excuse. Really. Really. Ready? Ok, we moved. To Idaho. I never thought I'd be back here (went to Ricks College '98 and '99), but here I am. Here we are. Why are we here? Good question. There's a lot of things to factor in. 1) We were quickly outgrowing our townhouse apartment. It was great when we first moved in. Then we had a baby. Then that baby started crawling. A crawling baby and an apartment with stairs = not good. We knew we weren't going to be there forever. It was good while it lasted and being the apartment managers there wasn't terrible either. However, we needed more space. 2) Ryan owns a house in Idaho. He was living in it when we met and loves, no seriously LOVES this house. He'd always talked about it and I'd seen it twice before he moved out to CA for me. Heck, I helped him pack up this house when we moved him out. It's a terrific house; built in 1915 when people knew how to create quality homes. It's got a lot of character and by character I don't mean that it's falling apart in places. Ok, so maybe the floor is torn up in the bathroom and there's a couple broken windows here and there, but seriously, it is a one of a kind house. I've never been the kind to want to live in a neighborhood where all the houses look the same, and well, I don't have to worry about that here. So, we had an opportunity to move in (opportunity = current tenants were trashing the place and needed to be evicted) and so we took it.

Ok, so maybe there's not A LOT of factors going in to our decision to move here, more like just 2 factors. But they're 2 important factors. Ryan came out here at the beginning of July to start a new job and that left me, with Zoe, continuing to handle the apartment managing, to pack up our entire belongings and move on out. It was harder than I thought to be home alllllll day with Zoe. She's a great baby and I adore her, but it's hard doing it all day by yourself. I thought about single parents, and even those that choose to be single parents, and I don't know how, or why, they do it. I would imagine most of them have jobs that give them a bit of a "break" from their babies, but still. Hard work. With the help of great family and friends, we got our apartment packed up and cleaned up, loaded up a Budget truck and my dad and brother drove it out here while lil' Z and flew out. I wasn't about to endure a 14+ hour car ride with a 10 month old. I'm all for adventure, but somehow that kind of situation borders on crazy.

We had quite an ordeal with Budget too. I'd never rented from them before and to be honest, I can't say that I ever would again. This is really too long of a story for me to get into here, so let me do my best at summing it up. Our tow dolly wasn't ready at the scheduled pick up time. In fact, it wasn't ready for almost 4 hours after our pick up time and that threw off our truck loading and was a headache to deal with. We had to call in 24 hours in advance to confirm our reservation of the truck and dolly so it would only seem appropriate that they would have our reserved items for the time of the pick up. Oh, not so my friend. It reminded me of that one Seinfeld episode where the person knows how to "take" the reservation, but they don't know how to "keep" the reservation. The dolly eventually appeared and I made them bring it to my place. Anyway, some great guys came over from church and loaded the truck. It would have made the Jenga creators jealous. It was awesome. My dad and brother left Friday afternoon, and would have arrived Saturday afternoon, but oh darn, the truck broke down about 2 hours from its final destination. While things have since been cleared up with Budget and they did reimburse me some money for all the hassle we went through trying to get the truck up here after it had broken down, I gotta say they have TERRIBLE "emergency" roadside service. It's a good thing nobody's life was on the line, because they would have lost it. Budget was awful about returning calls or even being on top of things. Their customer service line wasn't a whole lot better either. And oh, their gracious nature wanted to reimburse me 15% of the cost of the truck. Poor saps there didn't know that that wasn't good enough. I talked with customer service reps, the manager and finally someone in an executive position before I walked away with what i felt was reasonable compensation for their terrible service.

Our truck finally got towed up here and Ryan literally backed the truck up to our front door. The ramp at the back of the truck came inside our house. That was awesome for unloading and we didn't have a shortage of helping hands either. It was unloaded within an hour. Awesome. There are boxes strewn about the place but that's ok. I'm not in a huge hurry to unpack all the books. Zoe finally has her own room and has been sleeping so great in there too. It's kind of weird for us to have our own room too. In our last place, we shared our upstairs loft space with Zoe so she was always ~right there~. Now she's got her own room and can have her own space. I love the kitchen. I keep unpacking kitchen boxes and thinking I'm going to run out of room, but I keep finding empty drawers and cupboards. Talk about a problem I'd gladly take. It's wonderful. Our little town is so friendly and I can go for a walk w/o even locking my doors. We are renting the basement apartment out to Ryan's brother and sister-in-law and they love Zoe so we've got built-in baby sitters too! Could it get any better?

We are loving it here and if you're making any plans to come to Idaho, drop us a line and let us know! Depending on who you are, we'd probably love to see you!

Monday, June 7, 2010

真的/zhen de/ junda

As Ryan and I were headed to our honeymoon (Catalina Island) we were listen to "What We Wish We'd Known When We Were Newlyweds" by John and Kimberly Bytheway. The title is pretty self explanatory so I won't go into detail. There was one part where they started talking about communication. Any of you know how important communication is to relationships. But how many of you have gone along with the other person because you didn't want to say what you were really thinking or feeling? For example, you want to go to In-N-Out and your significant other wants to go to McDonald's. You really don't want to go to the Golden Arches, but you do anyway because it's really not THAT big of a deal and their fries are pretty good. Well, the Bytheways told us about a phrase they used when they were just married and that phrase is "stern falter." If their spouse asked them what they wanted to do and threw the "stern falter" to the end of the question, it meant that they were to truly answer what they wanted, not what they thought the other might want to hear. Example, "Do you really want to go to McDonald's, stern falter?" And then the spouse could answer back his/her true feelings w/o fear. Ryan and I thought that was a good idea, so we stole it, but we changed the phrase to "zhen de." It's Chinese for "really." It has helped us out on so many occasions. Sometimes it is as trivial as where we want to eat, but we've also made bigger decisions (where to live, what to name the baby, etc.) with the help of "zhen de." I wrote it in the title as "junda" because that's how it is pronounced. I won't get into the specifics of Chinese and pin yin and the Romanized alphabet.... at least not for this post. Anyway, we thought this was helpful and just wanted to pass it on. Happy day!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Dear Christy Utterback: I hate you.

Ryan and I are apartment managers for the complex we live at. It's a small complex, but is definitely higher-end living. We like our apartment but are looking to move to a 2 bedroom before too long. We currently live in a townhouse with a loft, and while it's nice, we find ourselves outgrowing it. When we do have vacancies (which we thankfully don't have right now), we post signs outside advertising and include a phone number to contact us. Well, a long time ago (how long? I'm not totally sure), someone by the name of Christy Utterback thought it would be a clever idea to take that phone number and give it to telemarketers as her own. Our business phone calls get forwarded to my phone and we seem to go through cycles where we're inundated with calls for Christy Utterback. We're in one of those cycles right now. I generally don't answer calls unless they are fairly local area codes. Over the last couple days, there have been phone calls coming through beginning with +98 or +64, and then 8 digits coming after. Having friends that live outside the country, I know that sometimes international calls look a little funky coming through. My husband suggested it might be someone from Taiwan calling. Whoever it was wasn't leaving any voice mail and I thought that a friend certainly would leave a voice mail. So today, one of those +64 numbers came through and I thought I'd go ahead an answer it. There was a slight pause before someone clicked on and started to talk, asking for "Christy." Now, my name has been butchered in so many ways, especially by telemarketers and junk mailers, and sometimes I'll pretend I'm a "Christina." Not so much with "Christy." So I tell the dude that there is no one here by that name. He doesn't apologize or anything, just hangs up. Silly me, I thought that'd be the end of it. No no. About 2 hours later, that same number appears on my phone as a missed call. I'm going to answer it the next time it does come through, because I have faith that it will, and tell them that Christy is recovering from surgery and is now Christopher.


Monday, May 24, 2010

Disneyland!

Yep, we finally made the trip. We had a blast. Zoe had a blast. It was her first time on a plane and I was a little anxious, but the little girl did just fine. She slept the whole way down and all the way back too. We were able to meet up with my sister, her husband and their little daughter Kira while at D-land and it was fun to hang out with them AND to have someone watch our little Toaster (it's quickly becoming a nickname) while we rode the adult rides. We couldn't have asked for a better time. Zoe even got a "It's my first time to Disneyland" button. We soon realized that buttons make a good little toy for her. As long as she doesn't poke her tongue. She's got a cold right now too and that's not fun. It makes traveling a little less fun also. Hopefully it'll pass soon. I didn't know one little girl could have so much snot in her nose. We stayed with Ryan's grandparents in LA and went to the mall, to the Griffith Observatory (which we hitch hiked up to), and out to eat at the Cheesecake Factory. Sunday evening we visited an old friend of Ryan's whose baby is is 6 weeks older than our little Zoe and weighs almost 10 lbs. more than her. What a chunk! Overall it was a great, great trip.




On the Ferris wheel.
Stroller parking. Crazy. Reminds me of the endless sea of scooter parking in Taiwan.
Zoe was eating her Dumbo feather.
Ryan and I just both love this picture of the lil' Toaster.



Our little girl loves the water.


We went to the Griffith Observatory on Saturday evening. What a cool place!
Happy baby on the plane.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Totally skipped March

So here's a picture recap of March.

Ice cream on my birthday!
Let me out! Let me out!
Zoe is starting to pull herself up. She loves standing.
Can't you just hear the angels singing?
Elton John baby.
Roses from Ryan on my birthday.
How Ryan gets Zoe to sleep.
Play time.
Getting some Vitamin D.
Look Eileen! The dress fits!
This girl loves looking at herself. Can't blame her. She's adorable!
Zoe loves her Daddy.
The best inexpensive toy: straws.
Working on the sippy cup.
And a not so flattering or cute picture. Nice.