I needed a forum to express my displeasure with the wind. What better way to reach an audience than through my blog. Seriously, I'm totally fed up with the wind. I've said numerous times today and I'll say it again, "I hate the wind."
You're probably asking yourself, why does Dustin hate the wind so much. For many reasons, really. Right now, though, I hate it because I was hit by an errant shopping cart speeding through the Fred Meyer parking lot tonight.
It was howling wind and spitting rain outside, so I pulled up to the curb to let Abby out of the car so she'd be that much closer to the door. (What any nice husband would do for their amazing wife.) I then proceeded to find a parking spot, when all of a sudden I noticed out of the corner of my eye a shopping cart speeding across the lot straight for me. I had two options: Stop and let it nail me; or gun it and swerve. It was a going to leave a mark no matter what, so I gunned it and tried to avoid it. WHAMMO!!! I was hit. UGH!
Thanks to the wind we have a dent in the car! Way to go wind. You've ruined my car and my night. Boo.
(I would have attached a picture, but it's too nasty and dark outside to snap one. Maybe later.)
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Go HAWKS!!!
Wow, what a blowout! I would have never guessed that the Seahawks would win so convincingly over the Jacksonville Jaquars. Not after having lost their last two games. I fully expected them to lose again. Instead, we spent the whole game jumping up and down, hooting and hollering because they scored so many times. We whalloped them 41-0. INCREDIBLE! Mind bottling, really.
Here we are all decked out in our Hawks gear walking to the Stadium.
Left to right: Corey, Taylor, Mindy, Holly and me.
Me, Abby and Corey.
In our nose bleed seats before the game started.
Left to right: Abby, Me, Taylor, Mindy, Holly and Corey
It's always so much fun going to the games. There's nothing like cheering for the team with 60,000 other fans. When the Hawks are on defense, you have to be ready to work. The whole stadium stands up and screams as loud as they can. We lead the league in creating false starts with our noise. Then, when the offense is on the field, you sit down and relax.
I don't think we've been to a game yet when they've lost. We've had some amazing luck picking games over the years.
Here we are all decked out in our Hawks gear walking to the Stadium.
Left to right: Corey, Taylor, Mindy, Holly and me.
Me, Abby and Corey.
In our nose bleed seats before the game started.
Left to right: Abby, Me, Taylor, Mindy, Holly and Corey
It's always so much fun going to the games. There's nothing like cheering for the team with 60,000 other fans. When the Hawks are on defense, you have to be ready to work. The whole stadium stands up and screams as loud as they can. We lead the league in creating false starts with our noise. Then, when the offense is on the field, you sit down and relax.
I don't think we've been to a game yet when they've lost. We've had some amazing luck picking games over the years.
Tromping through a corn maze
Abby and I went and visited our friends Ryan and Michelle on Saturday. Since it was so nice out, we decided to go visit Bob's corn maze. It turned out to be a bit more challenging than we expected. In fact, if Ryan hadn't snuck a map of the maze in with him, I'm not sure we would have found our way out. It was easily the most difficult corn maze I've been in.
Ryan and Michelle enjoying the corn maze and each other's company.
Ryan strutting his stuff through the maze. : )
A corny picture of me.
A corny picture of Abby.
Abby and Michelle enjoying some pumpkin flavored ice cream.
Can you believe that it is fall already? It's just crazy. Soon we'll be ringing in the year 2010. That's mind bottling.
Ryan and Michelle enjoying the corn maze and each other's company.
Ryan strutting his stuff through the maze. : )
A corny picture of me.
A corny picture of Abby.
Abby and Michelle enjoying some pumpkin flavored ice cream.
Can you believe that it is fall already? It's just crazy. Soon we'll be ringing in the year 2010. That's mind bottling.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Did it again: I'm 2 for 2
It doesn't matter what else happens today, today is a good day! You know why? I've had success again. I caught a second mole trespassing in my yard.
I woke up last weekend and noticed a single mole hole in the back of my yard. It was barely visible, but I spotted it. I prompty dusted off the trap and set it in the yard. I checked the trap repeatedly the first few days to see if I'd caught anything. I started to lose heart after a few days when nothing showed up in the trap. I went outside this morning to set up the sprinkler and noticed a new mole hole. I thought, "Ugh, stupid moles!" The hole was on the other side of the yard from the trap too. I figured I better check the trap just in case. Much to my surprise, the trap had a mole in it. SWEET!
I was pretty sure I'd got my money's worth with the trap by catching the first mole. Now I'm positive I've got way more than my money's worth with the second catch. Maybe I should start my own mole-trapping business.
I hope the rest of you have an uber-amazing day too!
I woke up last weekend and noticed a single mole hole in the back of my yard. It was barely visible, but I spotted it. I prompty dusted off the trap and set it in the yard. I checked the trap repeatedly the first few days to see if I'd caught anything. I started to lose heart after a few days when nothing showed up in the trap. I went outside this morning to set up the sprinkler and noticed a new mole hole. I thought, "Ugh, stupid moles!" The hole was on the other side of the yard from the trap too. I figured I better check the trap just in case. Much to my surprise, the trap had a mole in it. SWEET!
I was pretty sure I'd got my money's worth with the trap by catching the first mole. Now I'm positive I've got way more than my money's worth with the second catch. Maybe I should start my own mole-trapping business.
I hope the rest of you have an uber-amazing day too!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Hiking to the Oyster Dome
We went for a hike on Saturday with our friends Daniel and Hollie. We drove to Blanchard Mountain and then hiked several miles north across the face of the "mountain" to the Bat Caves and Oyster Dome.
Here we're standing at the Bat Caves and the base of the Oyster Dome. This area is called the Bat Caves because extremely large rocks have fallen off the large wall behind us and piled up. The piled rocks have created "caves" that you can crawl through. We didn't crawl through any on this journey.
Ah, the view from the top of the Oyster Dome: It's breathtaking. It's, I think, about 500 feet above the bat caves. The trail to this point is basically 5oo feet straight up - pretty rough. The view is worth it, though. You can see a lot of the San Juan Islands.
Apparently, Hollie isn't afraid of heights. Personally, I couldn't get that close to the edge. Abby took the picture, so she must not be all that scared either.
Here are the four us posing at the top of the Oyster Dome, relishing the fact that we made it to the top and dreading the climb down.
After the hike we went to Saturday night church and then capped the evening off with a visit to Coconut Kenny's for great Hawaiin BBQ food.
Here we're standing at the Bat Caves and the base of the Oyster Dome. This area is called the Bat Caves because extremely large rocks have fallen off the large wall behind us and piled up. The piled rocks have created "caves" that you can crawl through. We didn't crawl through any on this journey.
Ah, the view from the top of the Oyster Dome: It's breathtaking. It's, I think, about 500 feet above the bat caves. The trail to this point is basically 5oo feet straight up - pretty rough. The view is worth it, though. You can see a lot of the San Juan Islands.
Apparently, Hollie isn't afraid of heights. Personally, I couldn't get that close to the edge. Abby took the picture, so she must not be all that scared either.
Here are the four us posing at the top of the Oyster Dome, relishing the fact that we made it to the top and dreading the climb down.
After the hike we went to Saturday night church and then capped the evening off with a visit to Coconut Kenny's for great Hawaiin BBQ food.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Mini-bike races
Last weekend was our annual Grape Stomp weekend. Things were a little different this year. Mostly because there was no grape stomping; it was canceled. We still got together for a fun weekend, though.
Abby and I wracked our brains to come up with a team competition that would be just as fun as stomping grapes. After much searching, we (Abby) finally found something that we thought might compare. She got the idea from work: Mini-bike races. We literally raced bikes designed for five-year olds.
I tell you what, it was a tight squeeze for all of us to sit on and peddle these teeny-wheeny bikes around. THEY WERE SO SMALL! And, they had training wheels on. Of course it was these nuances that made it so funny to be a part of and watch. Most of us guys are over 6 feet tall... These bikes weren't made for us, and at one point we had to temporarily stop the races for mechanical repairs. We were putting some serious wear and tear on them.
Usually, we stay with the Champouxs (pronounced shampoo) when we go grape stomping. This year, we rented a fatty 4,000-square-foot "cabin" in Cle Elum. Abby found a place for all 16 of us. It was incredible. When 16 people and two infants can all stand in front of the fireplace, you know it's a little more than a cabin.
It had a dinning room table that all 16 of us could sit at.
Here's a shot of the front of the cabin.
And one shot from inside the cabin.
On Saturday afternoon we spent a few hours at the nearby lake. The weather was awesome.
It was the perfect opportunity to float paradise (our giant 10-foot diameter donut float).
We played Bunco on Saturday night. Abby and I bought a prize to give to the winner. I think that if Taylor had known what the prize was, he would have played with a little more enthusiasm. : ) The prize was... are you ready for this... a SNUGGIE! What's the snuggie? It's the blanket with sleeves. Congratulations Emily!
When we weren't competing or eating, we were enjoying many of the luxurious amenities the "cabin" had to offer. Here, Abby and I are enjoying the amazingly comfortable patio furniture.
The big surprise of the weekend was what Brett showed up with. You notice anything in this picture? Kinda looks like he had a run-in with a vampire. Hahahahahaha. Brett said, this is my first hickey ever. I quickly corrected him and said, "You mean your first three hickeys ever?!"
Abby and I wracked our brains to come up with a team competition that would be just as fun as stomping grapes. After much searching, we (Abby) finally found something that we thought might compare. She got the idea from work: Mini-bike races. We literally raced bikes designed for five-year olds.
I tell you what, it was a tight squeeze for all of us to sit on and peddle these teeny-wheeny bikes around. THEY WERE SO SMALL! And, they had training wheels on. Of course it was these nuances that made it so funny to be a part of and watch. Most of us guys are over 6 feet tall... These bikes weren't made for us, and at one point we had to temporarily stop the races for mechanical repairs. We were putting some serious wear and tear on them.
Usually, we stay with the Champouxs (pronounced shampoo) when we go grape stomping. This year, we rented a fatty 4,000-square-foot "cabin" in Cle Elum. Abby found a place for all 16 of us. It was incredible. When 16 people and two infants can all stand in front of the fireplace, you know it's a little more than a cabin.
It had a dinning room table that all 16 of us could sit at.
Here's a shot of the front of the cabin.
And one shot from inside the cabin.
On Saturday afternoon we spent a few hours at the nearby lake. The weather was awesome.
It was the perfect opportunity to float paradise (our giant 10-foot diameter donut float).
We played Bunco on Saturday night. Abby and I bought a prize to give to the winner. I think that if Taylor had known what the prize was, he would have played with a little more enthusiasm. : ) The prize was... are you ready for this... a SNUGGIE! What's the snuggie? It's the blanket with sleeves. Congratulations Emily!
When we weren't competing or eating, we were enjoying many of the luxurious amenities the "cabin" had to offer. Here, Abby and I are enjoying the amazingly comfortable patio furniture.
The big surprise of the weekend was what Brett showed up with. You notice anything in this picture? Kinda looks like he had a run-in with a vampire. Hahahahahaha. Brett said, this is my first hickey ever. I quickly corrected him and said, "You mean your first three hickeys ever?!"
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Happy 41st anniversary, Mom and Dad Marion
Bob and Marty Marion, married August 31, 1968.
Instead of an anniversary card, we thought we'd give you a blog post. After all, how many cards have you received over the years for your annivesary? Probably more than you can count. We're willing to bet that this is the first blog post that has been dedicated to you on your anniversary. And, unlike cards, you can't throw this one away. Here's wishing you a fantastic 41st anniversary.
Thanks for painting such an amazing picture of what a Christ-focused marriage looks like. You're the best!
Abby and Dustin
Instead of an anniversary card, we thought we'd give you a blog post. After all, how many cards have you received over the years for your annivesary? Probably more than you can count. We're willing to bet that this is the first blog post that has been dedicated to you on your anniversary. And, unlike cards, you can't throw this one away. Here's wishing you a fantastic 41st anniversary.
Thanks for painting such an amazing picture of what a Christ-focused marriage looks like. You're the best!
Abby and Dustin
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