Not that I am complaining or anything, but this girls been driving 41 hours in total this month. I made 3 trips down to Utah and Ian made 2, not to mention we drove all the way down to Goblin Valley for one of those trips so that adds another 8 hours on.... freak. But actually it turned out to be a good time road tripping. Ian and I are reading a book together (The Divinci Code. Which we love!) and lets just say I don't know why I still have my voice... maybe I normally talk a lot so my voice was prepped enough that it could handle reading outloud the ENTIRE drive both ways...Yikes!
I ended up driving down with the Frank for the first weekend for my little bro's mission farewell. (Ian had to work) He will be serving in Sacramento California! WOO HOO! We are so proud of him. It was a short trip and I was back home Sunday evening.
There
And back
I stayed with Ian's parents this trip and Franklin knows their house well since we stayed with them a few weeks before moving to Idaho. He loved it!
Patiently waiting for yet ANOTHER toy to be mended. Notice the foot holding him back? Thus signifying he wasn't patient in the beginning.
His favorite chair he barely fits on anymore.
The second trip was for a cousin's homecoming and another cousin's family was getting sealed in the temple. We are super excited for them! Ian got to make this trip.
Franklin was just excited to be able to stick his mug out the window... his euphoria.
(Side note: I learned when certifying as a vet assistant, that excess wind in dogs eyes can cause them cataracts. We only let Franklin air dry his face in moderation.)
This trip we stayed with my parents and got to hang out with these hooligans...
We were also able to hit up Gardner Village for the witches festival. Don't worry, we found ALL the witches on the list.
(Dad is still learning how to work an iPhone, thus the cut off faces. Sorry Carli and Britt!)
Ok, so story time...
I like to think I make an influence on my nieces and nephews. Of course, I always try for it to be a positive one... Try being the key word. I feel I mostly succeed and this story is an example of why.
On this trip, the little lady sitting on my lap in the above pic asked me if I would paint her fingernails for church. "Pfft! Of Course I will! Fingernails are a must!" (For those of you who know me, know my obsession with fingernail polish.)
I was sitting on the couch and she was standing in front of me with her little hands on my knees as I got to work. Halfway through the second coat, she leaned forward so I couldn't see what I was doing. I thought she was teasing me at first, but then she rolled off my lap and onto the floor. I still had ahold of her hand so I was able to avoid her landing hard. I then realized she had passed out. To say I was scared spit-less is an understatement. I started yelling for help and people came running. Her mom (my sister) demanded someone call 9-1-1. By this time the little lady was coming to and her face no longer resembled a ghost. She was answering questions and her face was getting color again. My sister decided we didn't need an ambulance and that if they needed to, they could drive her to the hospital themselves since she was now almost 100% coherent. At this point she was laying on her back on the floor with her hands up by her face. The back of her hands were touching the floor and she had her little fingers in a claw-like position sticking straight up in the air. My sister noticed her hands and said "Why are you holding your hands like that? Are you ok? Is that normal?"
The little lady's reply?
"I don't want to ruin my nails."
*Wiping my eyes*
That's my girl.
We headed back home and made final preparations for the race. What is "The Race" you ask?
Well, I am upset at myself for not posting about it earlier. Ian and our friend Andrea were co-directors for Goblin Valley Ultra Marathon! This race is an Ultra marathon (31.1 miles or 50k) a marathon (26.2 miles) and a half marathon (13.1 miles)
They have been planning it for months now. It was a huge success! We made the trip down in a rental van so that we could lug all the coolers and tables for the aide stations. It was the perfect weather and we hope everyone had a blast!
The goblins
4:30 am wake up call... woo hoo!
They were sponsored by Hammer Nutrition
Ian directing the runners on which path to take
We had these orange Halloween bowls to direct the runners through the goblins
Just about to announce awards
First Place! This guy ran the Ultra marathon in 3:23!! Are you freaking kidding me!? What a beast!
Early morning registration
The Frank
We got alot of feed back for next year so we know the race will continue to evolve. We are thinking of putting in a 10k (6.2 miles) so for those of you who love to run, make sure to sign up! Or if you would rather come sit and watch, volunteer, and get some sun like Frank and I did, you are more than welcome!
But between all the Utah trips we were able to sneak in a date night where we headed to the Farmstead. It's like Cornbelly's for those of you in Utah, but a bit smaller. We bought some pumpkins (that still need to be carved.) and some Jack-be-little pumpkins to decorate the house with.
There was also a petting zoo, that you KNOW I was all over, and a corn maze in which we partook.
And we lucked out. Not only did we get to rock a corn maze, but it happened to be on an evening with an awesome sunset.
"It's a real beaut Clark."
We also went and bought some decorations for our front porch. Mother nature added the leaves... I like it better with them, if I do say so myself.
Frank and I also got to make it to Julia Davis Park before all the leaves fell. Holy Cow Batman! It was awesome!
I wanted to start belting out Disney songs since the atmosphere totally called for it, but reconsidered. I may have hummed them quietly instead.
I've continued to craft and redid the chalkboard design and finally made a garland to go over the fireplace.
Oh and check this out... it's reversible. The opposite side of the garland says "Thanksgiving." Holla!
And of course I have to end my post with a collage of Franklin.
Our neighbor has 2 boxers named Diesel and Reesie. We have a community backyard (where all the backyards are attached.) Diesel knows which door is ours so comes to visit when he wants to play with the Frank. This pic says it all. "Diesel is here, can I go out to play?"
One day I came down the stairs to find Franklin under the table whining.... he had moved the chairs so that he had blocked himself in... we got a genius on our hands.
My two men left to their own devices.
We aren't sure if we are going to make it down to Utah this next month, but we will for sure make it down for one in December. We love you all! Hope your October was as great as ours!
"Whatever you are, be a good one."
-Abraham Lincoln
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