Thursday, September 13, 2012
Monday, June 20, 2011
In Loving Memory
Funeral services were held Wednesday June 8th at 11:00 am at the 2nd/8th Ward Chapel. Interment was at the Cedar City Utah cemetery. In lieu of flowers the family asks for small donations to the Jaymon C. Fox memorial account at Mountain America Credit Union.
I miss you little Bro
The temporary grave marker Chris made
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Our Friday Adventure
As promised, I'm writing the story of Friday, April 15th as it happened according to me(I put that in because Chris will argue with me about it later). Anyway:
We run a stretch of the Virgin River 3 blocks from our house pretty often in the springtime. It's was a nice balmy 85 yesterday so we decided the River would be fun. The stretch that we do was completely obliterated in December by a huge flood. We didn't think it'd be THAT different, and we were wrong. We were careful to watch for our take-out point. We found it okay and pulled our air mattress(yes I really did just say that) onto the beach. There was a dog on the beach that was in a tattered old doggy argyle sweater barking at us. He was matted and he looked pretty ragged. We kept our distance at first, I didn't want to get bitten by a rabid dog. The beach used to be a big sand hill with a gravel road coming out to it. It is now a dry river bed with piles of sticks and remnants of someone's home(that's for real too). We could tell the dog had been there for a while, his tracks were all over the place. He(we decided to call him Chewy because he was big, old, reddish brown, and matted) figured out that we weren't out to get him and eventually let me pet him and check his tags. I knew a dog with an argyle sweater and a tag would be missing his family. I read the tag and it said: Carson City NV dog license, with the phone # to the Carson City offices, and Chewy's license #. I told Chris that we were taking him home so that I could call the owner. Little did I know that getting home was going to be the hard part....
We always hike out on a dirt/sand road into a little subdivision in Washington Fields. We didn't worry about taking water or a phone because that stretch of the river is very short. The road is about 15 feet above the river. The flood had apparently risen that high because the part of the road we could see was completely covered in old standing water from the flood 4 months ago. It was 1-2 feet in most places.. Deeper in others. I told Chris: I am not walking in that @Q#$%(sorry for the language but it was nasty). It looked like there should have been gators in it. We walked around, hoping to find a dry road, but there was new undergrowth from the water and no road to be found anywhere. We knew that we couldn't trek in the undergrowth without getting hurt and lost, so we just went for it. It wasn't the worst thing I've hiked in(Terral and Mary will know that one), but it's in the top 3. Poor Chewy was struggling. I hung back with him to make sure he would follow me. There was muck as far as I could see and I was afraid if we left him behind he would just give up and never get out. I could tell he was either old or had been through some sort of ordeal. I figured since his tag said Carson City it was the latter. We eventually saw houses so we went straight for them. Houses mean streets! We walked through someone's backyard(You have to picture this first: I'm in a bikini and Chaco's, Chris is carrying an air mattress and an air pump, and we have Coby with a life jacket, and Chewy in torn sweater and matted hair) from there we found our car - thank heaven! We had taken a different route out that led us a lot further south than we had anticipated. I'm still feeling the dehydration effects, but it's wearing off. We put Chewy in the back of the 4Runner. We were planning on how we were going to take care of him. When we got home I opened the back and he was just lying there limply. Chris brought a bowl of dog food to him and he ate it right away. I left the back hatch open so he could jump out if he wanted to. I went back out to check on him about 5 minutes later and he was asleep with his head in the food bowl. I called the Carson City office and gave the worker Chewy's licence #. The worker said his name was 'Moose' and he was 14 years old!! He gave me the owners Cell phone so I called him. He lives in Carson City, but has a home in Washington. Moose had been exploring weeks ago and never came back. Ron, Moose's human, had to return to NV without him because of his job, but he had just gotten into town to look for him again. Moose recognized Ron's truck as soon as it drove up. We shook hands, and said you're welcome. He asked if we wanted anything for brining him back. I said absolutely not. I would hope that if anyone found Coby they would call me straight away. He said he was so worried that his 2 sons on missions would never see their childhood dog again, but was now so relieved. It was lucky that we just happened to be marooned out in the desert in the middle of nowhere and found this lost pup.
Later, Chris and I went to run some errands and when we came back Ron was at our door. He had a box of Ghirardelli chocolates, a thank you card, and a bouquet of flowers. I'm eating one right now. It's delicious. (The flowers are outside because they make me sneeze). What we did for Moose seemed so simple to me, even though we were totally lost, but Ron's gratitude will stick with me forever.
The End.
We run a stretch of the Virgin River 3 blocks from our house pretty often in the springtime. It's was a nice balmy 85 yesterday so we decided the River would be fun. The stretch that we do was completely obliterated in December by a huge flood. We didn't think it'd be THAT different, and we were wrong. We were careful to watch for our take-out point. We found it okay and pulled our air mattress(yes I really did just say that) onto the beach. There was a dog on the beach that was in a tattered old doggy argyle sweater barking at us. He was matted and he looked pretty ragged. We kept our distance at first, I didn't want to get bitten by a rabid dog. The beach used to be a big sand hill with a gravel road coming out to it. It is now a dry river bed with piles of sticks and remnants of someone's home(that's for real too). We could tell the dog had been there for a while, his tracks were all over the place. He(we decided to call him Chewy because he was big, old, reddish brown, and matted) figured out that we weren't out to get him and eventually let me pet him and check his tags. I knew a dog with an argyle sweater and a tag would be missing his family. I read the tag and it said: Carson City NV dog license, with the phone # to the Carson City offices, and Chewy's license #. I told Chris that we were taking him home so that I could call the owner. Little did I know that getting home was going to be the hard part....
We always hike out on a dirt/sand road into a little subdivision in Washington Fields. We didn't worry about taking water or a phone because that stretch of the river is very short. The road is about 15 feet above the river. The flood had apparently risen that high because the part of the road we could see was completely covered in old standing water from the flood 4 months ago. It was 1-2 feet in most places.. Deeper in others. I told Chris: I am not walking in that @Q#$%(sorry for the language but it was nasty). It looked like there should have been gators in it. We walked around, hoping to find a dry road, but there was new undergrowth from the water and no road to be found anywhere. We knew that we couldn't trek in the undergrowth without getting hurt and lost, so we just went for it. It wasn't the worst thing I've hiked in(Terral and Mary will know that one), but it's in the top 3. Poor Chewy was struggling. I hung back with him to make sure he would follow me. There was muck as far as I could see and I was afraid if we left him behind he would just give up and never get out. I could tell he was either old or had been through some sort of ordeal. I figured since his tag said Carson City it was the latter. We eventually saw houses so we went straight for them. Houses mean streets! We walked through someone's backyard(You have to picture this first: I'm in a bikini and Chaco's, Chris is carrying an air mattress and an air pump, and we have Coby with a life jacket, and Chewy in torn sweater and matted hair) from there we found our car - thank heaven! We had taken a different route out that led us a lot further south than we had anticipated. I'm still feeling the dehydration effects, but it's wearing off. We put Chewy in the back of the 4Runner. We were planning on how we were going to take care of him. When we got home I opened the back and he was just lying there limply. Chris brought a bowl of dog food to him and he ate it right away. I left the back hatch open so he could jump out if he wanted to. I went back out to check on him about 5 minutes later and he was asleep with his head in the food bowl. I called the Carson City office and gave the worker Chewy's licence #. The worker said his name was 'Moose' and he was 14 years old!! He gave me the owners Cell phone so I called him. He lives in Carson City, but has a home in Washington. Moose had been exploring weeks ago and never came back. Ron, Moose's human, had to return to NV without him because of his job, but he had just gotten into town to look for him again. Moose recognized Ron's truck as soon as it drove up. We shook hands, and said you're welcome. He asked if we wanted anything for brining him back. I said absolutely not. I would hope that if anyone found Coby they would call me straight away. He said he was so worried that his 2 sons on missions would never see their childhood dog again, but was now so relieved. It was lucky that we just happened to be marooned out in the desert in the middle of nowhere and found this lost pup.
Later, Chris and I went to run some errands and when we came back Ron was at our door. He had a box of Ghirardelli chocolates, a thank you card, and a bouquet of flowers. I'm eating one right now. It's delicious. (The flowers are outside because they make me sneeze). What we did for Moose seemed so simple to me, even though we were totally lost, but Ron's gratitude will stick with me forever.
The End.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Keeping up
I decided I really need to keep this updated. Chris and I usually go on adventures with other members of our families who post on the adventure, so I don't really feel the need to post. However, with us going forward with adoption, I feel like it really needs to be kept current. Here are some pictures of our recent excitement!
I do ballet as a hobby, kind of crazy I know but it has been amazing!
Literally an hour after the ballet picture was taken(right after I had performed at a Christmas Festival) we drove down to Vegas to catch a flight to Seattle. We drove from Seattle to Bellingham, WA to stay with Chris's Brother & family. It was a really fun trip! Cold, but exciting!
This is my cute little neice Erica.
We were so lucky to have the 'Locals' to point us in the direction of the coolest places.
Who knew the best seafood in the WORLD comes out of a double-decker bus? It was SO good!
We saw so much in that short week that we were there! Here are some more highlights:
The Vancouver Canada Temple
Feeding 'Popeye' the Harbor Seal on San Juan Island
My adorable nephew, Robert (AKA Bob Toupee')
I think I have a thousand pictures from that trip (on facebook). We had so much fun up there.
Thank you Andy and Jenni!(pictured below)
I do ballet as a hobby, kind of crazy I know but it has been amazing!
Literally an hour after the ballet picture was taken(right after I had performed at a Christmas Festival) we drove down to Vegas to catch a flight to Seattle. We drove from Seattle to Bellingham, WA to stay with Chris's Brother & family. It was a really fun trip! Cold, but exciting!
This is my cute little neice Erica.
We were so lucky to have the 'Locals' to point us in the direction of the coolest places.
Who knew the best seafood in the WORLD comes out of a double-decker bus? It was SO good!
We saw so much in that short week that we were there! Here are some more highlights:
The Vancouver Canada Temple
Feeding 'Popeye' the Harbor Seal on San Juan Island
My adorable nephew, Robert (AKA Bob Toupee')
I think I have a thousand pictures from that trip (on facebook). We had so much fun up there.
Thank you Andy and Jenni!(pictured below)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
My Other Blog...
I can't lie, I actually pay more attention to my other blog than this one. It's a food/cooking blog. I LOVE food so naturally I should have a food blog. haha. I do it with my Brother and Sister-in-law. Check it out: http://decravedchef.blogspot.com
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
My new thing!
I'm teaching Tap at a studio in St. George. Please 'Like' my Facebook page so I can get the word out and get some more students!! Thanks!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Grilling...YUM!!
Many of you know about my addiction to food. I love to eat it and I love to make it! I made the BEST grilled dinner tonight and had to post about it. Chris is supervising a job on Highway 89 so I decided to try something. I have been doing veggies like this all summer, but the sandwich is new! I like to try things when Chris is gone so if they flop, I can just heat something up.
This, my friends, was a hop - not a flop.
This, my friends, was a hop - not a flop.
First:
Add a few herbs together to make a rub.
dash Sage
dash Rosemary
dash Garlic
dash Thyme
Parsley(A LOT of parsley)
dash Salt
Ground Black Pepper
(will stay in fridge for up to 6 mos)
Second:
Put about a teaspoon of olive oil in a baggie, add Vegetables of choice. I like asparagus, mushrooms, onions, and sweet peppers. Add enough of the rub to coat, and shake. Let the herbs soak/marinate for about 10 mins at least. I have a grill saute' pan that I got at Bed Bath & Beyond for $6. It works amazingly well!
Third:
Do THIS: I hope the video works.(I use butter on my sandwich instead of olive oil)P.S. This man is my hero.
and this:
Fourth: EAT.
*Note: If served with an Otter Pop its Kid Friendly Too!!
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