Taylorsville Dayzz 5k

My sister Lorna and I are 10 years apart in age. That means that at the dawn of a new decade in our lives, we may be slightly traumatized, but at least we go through it together. This year, I turned 40 in March and she turned 50 in April. (I feel slightly guilty for divulging her age, but she looks fantastic for a 50 year old who has given birth to 8 kids, so I don't feel too bad!) Feeling the effects of time on our figures, we've both been trying to get into running lately. I thought it would be fun to do a race (I use the term "race" quite figuratively...), so we signed up for the Taylorsville Dayzz 5k. We certainly weren't frontrunners, but we ran the whole thing without stopping which was our goal.

We stayed afterwards to watch the parade. Being a citizen of Taylorsville, I was slightly embarassed at the quality of this year's parade. Soooo drawn out and boring. At least Adam and Alex didn't seem to mind. I guess as long as candy gets thrown at you at some point in time it's considered a success!

Lorna and I didn't realize until that morning that we have matching running shoes, we both had decided to use our birthday money this year on new shoes. Here's to many more miles!

19th Birthday Bash

Steph decided she wanted to have a bbq with her friends for her birthday this year. Steve and I obliged, thinking it would be a "quaint little gathering" (translation: not too much work and easy on the pocketbook). However, as the preliminary figures began rolling in as to the number of invitees, I quickly realized it may not be as quaint as we had primarily thought.

But then again, you know teenagers, they tend to be a bit flaky. So I figured, "Oh surely not all of the kids invited will show up!" We figured 24 hamburgers and 16 hot dogs would be plenty, but just to be safe, Steve and I held off eating as there seemed to be a steady stream of stragglers, and we wanted to be sure everyone had a chance to eat.

Son of a gun, wouldn't you know that by the time the last 2 friends ate, their was barely a crumb left. Steve and I rushed our growling stomachs home to feast on a quick meal of Taco Bell (yuck) before I had to run off to work for the night.

But I digress. Aside from forgetting just how much teenage boys (and some girls!) can eat, the party was a huge success. We were at Murray Park, and the kids set up a homemade slip and slide on a big hill. They made it even more slippery by adding dish soap. Hope the groundskeepers don't hate us, but everyone seemed to have a lot of fun, and most important was that Steph had a great 19th birthday.

Steph on the slip and slide...
Alex giving it a try...

3 siblings...

She didn't see it coming...

Most of the party-goers...

Can't believe it's Steph's last year in the "teens". Live it up girlfriend! (but not too much, of course)

Kickin' Off the Summer

A few good ways to get the summer started off with a bang... Going to a high school graduation.... (my niece surprised everyone by showing up from Montana unexpectedly, we were so excited to see little Abram).

My nephew Jake, the graduate.

a barbecue with family in the mountains...

including Grandma and Grandpa here visiting from California and doing lots of spoiling of a certain unnamed 3 year old.

And Alex's last soccer game of the season. Can you tell he's excited to have his very own trophy?! Hallelujah for summer!