Homework Blues

I'm supposed to be doing homework right now.

Oh, did I tell you?

They finally let me into school.

Digital Photography.

I'm supposed to be writing a paper on the history of Photography.

How come no one told me I would have to write papers before I enrolled?

I'm not too bright sometimes.

Oh well.

Instead of homework,

I think I'll go to Walmart.

I need to print these pictures.

They are homework too!

Rainy Days

We went for a drive today. In the rain.


I was on a mission; I needed to take this picture to use for another project.

I needed to take it today because the subject might not be there very much longer. Freedom Homes is closing.


So this might have been my only chance.

The ride was fun. The rain was fun.


And, since we were up town this far, we went to check the track.

We didn't want to get out.


So we went over to Animal House to look over the fence.

Yep, it was wet. Imagine That!


Did I mention it was a fun ride?

Click the photos to enlarge

Two Geek Family

Chad got a new Google Phone.  Turns out the Blackberry flip phone he had was a dud. So now he's trying his hand at this GI My Touch. I'll turn him into a techno-geek yet!

Track Pictures

I'm really getting bored of taking pictures at the track.

It's not really fun.

Not really interesting either.

I'm going to stop doing it.

Unless this happens.

Then I will probably do it again...and again...and again...

Camron, Zachary, Christopher - Bud's forever

Laziness and nothing to say

Did you notice that I got lazy?

Before, when I showed you a group of pictures from my beautiful black my touch, I gave you a nice collage to see what was coming.

This time, I just jumped right in and put them up with no introduction.

Actually, I didn't even tell you when the last collage was over.

I am getting lazy.

Thats ok though, because it's my blog and I can do that.

If I want to.

Also, did you notice that Going Out on a Limb has changed direction?

I used to try to write a lot.

But I'm not good at it.

And I don't have much to say. Sometimes.

So I started adding pictures.

I like that. A lot!

And things like this make me so happy.

I want to share them. With Everyone...

Enjoy!

Zachary and Brandon "cruising"

Are we there yet?

Bored while riding in the car.
Nothing more to say!

Almost Ready

Look what's coming to town!!!

Chad can't wait for the $6.00 Burger.

Do they still have those?

It's doesn't matter, Carl's Jr. is almost ready to open. That's what matters!!

I heart you

Someone left their "heart" behind. It's ok though, 

Camron found it and is putting it to good use!

Snow Days

I was going to start out this post by saying that I don't normally take pictures while in the car.
I decided I better not say that, because lately, I've been doing that a lot.

Now that I have confessed, I want you to look at how beautiful our mountains look with snow.

I'm going to start keeping my phone in my pocket til I get home.

This proves it!

Kristy + Grandma = BF 4E

I was at work one day when Marvin came busting through the door and threw this bracelet at me. Then soon after he left my office, he sent me this text:

Marvin: That's from Kristy

Me: Oh? I thought you made it.

Marvin: Nope!

Me: Oh.

Thank you Monkey...I love it!

From her front porch

Kaylynn sent me this picture. It's the lake, just off her front porch.

She's been fishing since noon.

A storm's a brewin'

Actually, it's boiling.

Beautiful, Blue, Brewing.

Boiling, Clouds.

Beautiful

Francesco's

We had frozen chicken pizza for dinner a few nights ago. With garlic bread.

It made me think of Francesco's on 7800 South in Midvale, Ut.

Not that our frozen chicken pizza could even compare with the pizza I had as a kid at Francesco's (or "Franchesco's" as we would sometimes say).

No, it was saying the words garlic bread and pizza together that triggered those memories.

Usually, we had take out and I remember my Dad calling in our order -

a large pizza with Canadian bacon and pineapple, and two orders of garlic bread.

Mmmmm.....I can smell it now!

Girls and no dogs allowed

Last Saturday, Christopher wanted to use my camera while we were at the races. I quickly snapped his picture and then handed it over. I've mentioned before that I love to let the kids use my camera because I never know what kind of pictures I'll get when they bring it back.

After seeing what Christopher produces, I've decided to make him the official track photographer. He took some great pictures!

I told him he should go get some shots of the people watching the race. He came back with these. The pretty girls, that's who he saw watching the race.

Christopher was concerned because someone had a dog in the pits. He told me the rules say no dogs allowed. I asked him if he had proof that there were dogs in the pits.

"Proof?" he said when he came back a few miniutes later. "Look at this proof!" I told him that was pretty cute proof so he went back to get some more (proof).

He did get some pictures of the races that turned out pretty good too.

Chris had his little buddy take a picture of his hat, so we would know that these pictures were taken at Pahrump Valley Speedway. Good thinkin' if you ask me.

I have an eight opening collage frame that I'm going to put together with his pictures that he can hang on his bedroom wall. The hard part is going to be finding the best eight pictures. Actually, I only need seven now, because this one will be included for sure.

Boom boom Truck - Picture #37

Ahh - Picture #36

Sonic Burger seems to be the place where Kaylynn and I have mommy daughter dates. Kristy and Christopher had programs this day about an hour apart. So in between, we took Camron to get some lunch.

Otter Creek #2 - Picture #35

I love this collage of photos. I told you the story here of how Chad and I visited Otter Creek back in early October.
What I didn't tell you about was how strange it was to be back in this paticular camp site.

Strange because it was so familiar, like it was just yesterday since we were there last.

Strange because we could hear the laughter of the kids running around, our kids.

Strange because we could smell the campfire burning.

Strange because we found a piece of carpet that Chad is sure came from his parents house. It was tucked under a bush.

Strange because we could feel the presence of Chad's dad.

We made a pact while we were there. That we would come back to this spot, with our whole family. That we would bring them all here to camp and re-create the good times we spent here.

Only this time, we would be the mom and dad and it would be our kids and grandkids. And our kids would feel the same way we do. When they come back in 20 years. Because they will want to. And, they will have to.

We wrote letters to each other while we were there. That first picture of Chad is while he was writing his. The one below it, is him holding the bottle that we both put our letters in. The next picture is of him burying it next to the tree.

Since then, I have tried really hard to remember what my letter said, but the memory has already faded. I haven't asked Chad if he remembers what his said, I don't want to know.

We promised each other that if anything ever happens to one of us, the other will come here to retrieve the letters. I'm hoping it will be the kids who come back for the letters. I never want to do it.