Monday, November 30, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Good Words Monday
Monday, November 16, 2009
Good Words Monday
"A Veteran - whether active duty, retired, national guard or reserve, is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to "The United States of America", for an amount of "up to and including my life." That is honor, and there are ...way too many people in this country who no longer understand ...it. -- Author Unknown"
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Convict Honeymoon - Day 2
My new husband carrying our fishing poles (because why else would we be going to the stream?) and his old/my new water boots.
I was excited to finally see this infamous stream and admire the God given beauty all around us. At the same time, I was thankful for the bug spray in my bag.
I forget what Morgan said these butterflies were doing, but they were beautiful and they were EVERYWHERE. They reminded me of the abundant butterflies we had in Sapa, Vietnam.
The stream!! Unfortunately, I can't find the photos of the bridge that I took. It made me want one in my backyard, stream/pond or not. The water was kind of low, the water very much freeezing.
Morgan was so so eager to get in the water and cast his line. Nevermind the freezing water(which took most of the color out of his pale legs), his cup over flowed at this moment. Fishing(1) at his most favorite place (2) with his new wife (3). I think he was happy.
Morgan calls this his favorite outfit. I received a lot of lovely "married outfits" at my bachelorette party, but none of them compared to this little number. He's so weird. I should probably get a large copy of this picture and frame it for him. "Merry Christmas, Honey!"
If the above is Morgan's favorite outfit, this is his favorite scene of the trip. Even with the boots, my feet were cold.
I LOVED all of the birch trees. I called it Idlewild, like Anne did in Anne of Green Gables.
I found this little gem, which irritated Morgan. This is like graffiti to him, but I thought it was appropriate and am glad I found it.
We fished for a while, moving along the stream, but caught nothing. Actually, I caught one. The first and only one. But...Morgan released it before I could take my picture with it. Jealous much? Since the fish weren't biting, we decided to pack up and head out. We drove North to Mammoth Lakes and venture around. Whenever Morgan and his family go to Convict, they go to Mammoth Lakes and eat at Giovanni's Pizzeria. So naturally, we had lunch there. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera, so I don't have any pictures of that momentous event. But I can still taste the pizza...so good. I really like Mammoth and can't wait to go back. While exploring, we found this little gem.
The first thing I saw driving up the road was the waterfall. Simply breathtaking. We sat and watched the water fall and decided to continue up the road. We saw people fishing, and because our gear was still in the car, pulled over and found a spot. We still didn't catch anything, but found some cabins and found out that the lake is called Twin Lakes. We didn't understand why that was for just the one lake, but figured there was some story behind it. We got back in the car and kept on going up because I wanted to get closer to the waterfall.
We kept driving and driving up the road and found another lake. "Where's the waterfall?" We were on top of it! At the very top of this picture (the end of the water) is where we took the picture of the two of us.
A bridge goes over the very top of the waterfall (where it starts to fall) and the view is quite breathtaking. And loud.
There was quite a group at the top, standing on the bridge, climbing down and such, looking at the waterfall. An older lady saw us trying to get a good picture of us via Morgan's long arm, and offered her services. She reminded me of Paula Deen.
Morgan and I felt like buying something that really signified our honeymoon trip, so we kept our eye out for something special. On our way back down the road, I saw an art shop. We pulled over and walked into the anicent home that carried numerous pieces of art. Big frames, small frames, pottery, post cards...all created by local hands. We browsed around, hoping to find a painting of Convict. There were only two or three, and all were way out of our price range. The lady who worked there was able to locate a smaller piece for a more resonable price. Though the painting isn't entirely accurate, Morgan decided to get it after the lady explained "artist's perspective." So now, we will forever have a piece of art telling the story of our honeymoon.
Tired and hungry from the days fishing and hiking, we headed back to our cabin to get ready for dinner. We ate at The Restaurant at Convict Lake, which provided some of the most scrumptous food I have ever eaten. We were afraid we would be turned away when we got there because we didn't have reservations, but we were kindly seated in the small dining room. Who would have thought this rugged little resort in the middle of nowhere really, had the most amazing restaurant? I definitly would not mind eating another meal from there, ever.
Day three is soon to come, more than likely in parts. It was the busiest day of our week, so there are lots of photos to share. Fun times indeed!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Redneck Halloween
Our new family portrait. Complete with Mo's farmers tan, and...the hickey I let him give me. For the costume, of course.
Kendra (my brothers fiance) was a boxer, my brother Julian was a nerd (why the costume was needed, I don't know) Weezy was freakin' Harry Potter, my sister Gaby was a witch, and her boyfriend Michael was Bob Villa with a beer gut (I drew his beard).

Wed 'n Wild did me good on the make-up while WalMart helped "crack mom" me out. The blue mumu was actually already part of my waredrobe....I think my favorite part (other than the hot pink lipstick that stained my lips red) were the fake cigarettes. 
The FUNNIEST moment of the evening was when one of the guests who didn't know Morgan, realized (after a few hours) that Morgan was indeed...in costume.