I currently sit next to a couple missionaries, here at Aunt Julie's house, on Memorial Day weekend.
It's a beautiful 80+ degrees outside, here in Zillah, Washington. We had a wonderful dinner, delightful company, and fun entertainment last night. I love Aunt Julie and Thomas, they are definitely a good little family.
We will be back soon to see them, that's for sure.
We planned to get up at about 9am to journey further south and make it as far as we could before finding a place to sleep. I suggested that since we'll be taking the coastal route south of Santa Cruz (1, here we come!) we should CAMP in one of the lil campgrounds dotted along the gorgeous coast. I am thinkin' Big Sur... We'll see. We have a nice big tent we can put up, and our puppies will be happy they can run around more before bedtime.
I can't wait to be close to the ocean again. It's definitely my home.
When I saw, and felt, the ocean in Anchorage I cried because I was so happy. It reminded me I had been away from it for far too long.
California here we come, right back where we started from....
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
When one CAN breathe....
It's nice to know.... wait, strike that....
It's AMAZING to know I have a place, we have a place, to go. I can't even think straight. I only slept for about 4 hours last night (not due to stress, just due to not wanting to sleep) and as I was passed out on my bed in the middle of the day I received a call that changed the entire course of my day, week, etc...
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You have practically saved my life. I know we could have found something in Utah, but only after hotel hopping and spending a fortune on payday loans, etc. I can't even begin (OK that's a lie- I can begin and actually have begun) to thank you so much. I will thank you every day. I will thank you for the rest of my life, I will always be in your debt, and you should know I have cried at least seven times because of your generosity. You are bringing me closer to our ultimate goal... but most of all... closer to home.
It's going to feel really good to be home, I know it. And you, Jake, have helped us out more than you may know. I love you so much, and always will.
Even though we didn't talk on the phone or email everyday, see each other all the time, stay connected at the hip, or even stay as connected as we could have- we are still the closest we can be. You can depend on me for anything. If there is ever something you may need, Jacquee, my love, you know you don't even have to ask... I will be standing there in front of you with my arms outstretched for a big hug, and then whatever it is you need.
I can't wait to be (physically) close to you again! You are such a beautiful person inside and out (how cliche but how perfect). Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you,
Ginna
It's AMAZING to know I have a place, we have a place, to go. I can't even think straight. I only slept for about 4 hours last night (not due to stress, just due to not wanting to sleep) and as I was passed out on my bed in the middle of the day I received a call that changed the entire course of my day, week, etc...
-----
You have practically saved my life. I know we could have found something in Utah, but only after hotel hopping and spending a fortune on payday loans, etc. I can't even begin (OK that's a lie- I can begin and actually have begun) to thank you so much. I will thank you every day. I will thank you for the rest of my life, I will always be in your debt, and you should know I have cried at least seven times because of your generosity. You are bringing me closer to our ultimate goal... but most of all... closer to home.
It's going to feel really good to be home, I know it. And you, Jake, have helped us out more than you may know. I love you so much, and always will.
Even though we didn't talk on the phone or email everyday, see each other all the time, stay connected at the hip, or even stay as connected as we could have- we are still the closest we can be. You can depend on me for anything. If there is ever something you may need, Jacquee, my love, you know you don't even have to ask... I will be standing there in front of you with my arms outstretched for a big hug, and then whatever it is you need.
I can't wait to be (physically) close to you again! You are such a beautiful person inside and out (how cliche but how perfect). Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you,
Ginna
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
On the road again....
We're gettin' out of Alaska. Things just weren't feeling right at all, and frankly we were tired of feeling like the outsiders trying our hardest, and getting shot down for it.
Just not right. We're leaving in a few days, after our last paychecks come in. We were hoping to shoot all the way down to southern CA but unfortunately we don't have a place to stay. We're going to spend some time in Walla Walla, WA at Aunt Julie's house to get our bearings and make a plan.
Alaska just wasn't meant to be. In the most obvious sense. People just didn't have to be so cold and immature. We tried to make it our home, and for a little while it felt like things could be awesome...
::sigh:: Always an adventure
Just not right. We're leaving in a few days, after our last paychecks come in. We were hoping to shoot all the way down to southern CA but unfortunately we don't have a place to stay. We're going to spend some time in Walla Walla, WA at Aunt Julie's house to get our bearings and make a plan.
Alaska just wasn't meant to be. In the most obvious sense. People just didn't have to be so cold and immature. We tried to make it our home, and for a little while it felt like things could be awesome...
::sigh:: Always an adventure
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Crab legs
Surprisingly easy, easy to cook!
Hooray for deliciously, delightful, yummeh dinners at midnight hehe.
Hooray for deliciously, delightful, yummeh dinners at midnight hehe.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Friends,
Thank you!!
For those of you who stopped by to assure me you are still here.
::wipes away a tear:: I love you!
And now.... A story about Alaska...
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The wind whistled through the vents on my helmet as Matt accelerated gracefully onto the bumpy "Seward Highway". It still felt like it was 70 degrees outside, even with the wind rushing my body at 65 mph. The sky held her blue tone with pride and swept away any clouds before they could intrude on her immaculate day.
Riding the bike with Matt is such a wonderful feeling. I don't worry. I don't get scared... I think. I observe. I love. I respect.
The highway made a big sweeping turn and then dipped under an "overpass". A train of thought danced inside my mind and before I could think, "I wonder how close we are to the ocean..." THERE IT WAS. Big. Beautiful. Perfect. On our right- a massive stretch of choppy dark water. The bay followed our winding two lane highway, dancing waves crashing lightly on the jagged rocks below us. The most breathtaking, wonderful, thing... making it different from anywhere else I have ever been- mountains. Across the bay were large, rocky mountains rising straight out of the ocean. I have never seen anything like it.
I couldn't peel my eyes away. OK, that's a lie, I could and did. On the other side of the OCEAN were big hills. There were turn-outs galore, and national parks everywhere. At least one waterfall every mile, some only a short walk between.
As I let the slow tears roll down my cheeks I wondered if Matt felt any where close to how I was feeling. I squeezed him for a few minutes in what I think of as "I love you so much, and I love your bike, too" hug he pulled into one of the turn outs and stopped the bike. We sat there for a minute in awe of the Alaska coastline and both agreed it's going to be spectacular when everything turns green.
I laughed because I was crying from the beauty and the grass is still brown and none of the trees have leaves! LOL. I'm a goob.
After admiring the scenery for a few more minutes Matt looks at me and asks cutely, "Wanna keep going?"
"Hell yes."
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So we rode down to Girdwood and back. It was such a gorgeous day with many more to come. We saw a bunch of different kinds of bikes and look forward to making some new friends.
Thanks for tuning in. Love you Alaska. Too bad we're working for a BS company, with the most tools I have ever had the "pleasure" to work with. Crazy.
-Virginia
For those of you who stopped by to assure me you are still here.
::wipes away a tear:: I love you!
And now.... A story about Alaska...
-------------------------
The wind whistled through the vents on my helmet as Matt accelerated gracefully onto the bumpy "Seward Highway". It still felt like it was 70 degrees outside, even with the wind rushing my body at 65 mph. The sky held her blue tone with pride and swept away any clouds before they could intrude on her immaculate day.
Riding the bike with Matt is such a wonderful feeling. I don't worry. I don't get scared... I think. I observe. I love. I respect.
The highway made a big sweeping turn and then dipped under an "overpass". A train of thought danced inside my mind and before I could think, "I wonder how close we are to the ocean..." THERE IT WAS. Big. Beautiful. Perfect. On our right- a massive stretch of choppy dark water. The bay followed our winding two lane highway, dancing waves crashing lightly on the jagged rocks below us. The most breathtaking, wonderful, thing... making it different from anywhere else I have ever been- mountains. Across the bay were large, rocky mountains rising straight out of the ocean. I have never seen anything like it.
I couldn't peel my eyes away. OK, that's a lie, I could and did. On the other side of the OCEAN were big hills. There were turn-outs galore, and national parks everywhere. At least one waterfall every mile, some only a short walk between.
As I let the slow tears roll down my cheeks I wondered if Matt felt any where close to how I was feeling. I squeezed him for a few minutes in what I think of as "I love you so much, and I love your bike, too" hug he pulled into one of the turn outs and stopped the bike. We sat there for a minute in awe of the Alaska coastline and both agreed it's going to be spectacular when everything turns green.
I laughed because I was crying from the beauty and the grass is still brown and none of the trees have leaves! LOL. I'm a goob.
After admiring the scenery for a few more minutes Matt looks at me and asks cutely, "Wanna keep going?"
"Hell yes."
--------------------------------------
So we rode down to Girdwood and back. It was such a gorgeous day with many more to come. We saw a bunch of different kinds of bikes and look forward to making some new friends.
Thanks for tuning in. Love you Alaska. Too bad we're working for a BS company, with the most tools I have ever had the "pleasure" to work with. Crazy.
-Virginia
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