Mackenzie
Austin and our friend Kate organized a Triathlon at our friend 's house on the lake. The triathlon was a blast and wonderfully low key since none of us had time to train. We did a half of a sprint. It was a quarter mile swim, six mile bike ride and one and a half mile run. We made it official by giving ourselves numbers on our arms and the backs of our legs. I took fifth place out of ten and had a great time.
Me swimming
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Starting the bike ride
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Mackenzie
My family never owned a dog when I was a kid so it has been an adjustment living with dogs.
My Grandma's dog is pictured first and his name is Diego but we call him 'D' and my Grandma also calls him 'tidbit'. Diego doesn't like very many people and he has finally warmed up to me and now waits for me to pet him when I come home from work. Diego is quirky and won't let me take him for a walk. He just sits on the front porch and stares at me. Diego likes to bark at my dates and chase them all the way down the street when they are driving away. Apparently he needs to let them know that he is the man of the house and that it is not
ok for them to leave with me.
Next is my Aunt's dog Zach. Austin and I have watched him quite a few times while my Aunt has been on vacation so he feels undying devotion to the two of us. My dad can never remember his name so he always calls him Luke, but that is a step up because usually my dad calls all dogs 'Dog'. Zach can be very persistent in wanting you to pet him, but he is very cute when you do. Zach also likes to go running with me, he makes sure to let me know that he is faster than I am.
Last of all is this darling
shitsu named 'Sasha'. Austin found Sasha under the A/C unit at the local elementary school while he was walking Zach. Austin went back to the house and got a bone so that he could entice Sasha to come out from where she was wedged under the A/C unit. After Austin gave her food Sasha was permanently attached. We both ended up loving her.
Every time we would go outside to pet her she would do figure 8's around our legs and then when I would sit down to read she would sit dutifully by my feet. I never thought that I would like a little dog like Sasha, but we were sad to give her back to her owner.
Mackenzie
There are few things that make me feel more patriotic than seeing the Blue Angels fly. So I had fun when we went to Mercer Island and watched them fly during
SeaFair for our ward activity. We got to walk on to the I-90 bridge and watch them from there. They flew directly over our heads a couple of times and the sound was ear splitting. The show was great, they would fly so high that they would
disappear into the sun and then come roaring in over the back's of our heads. Next year I hope to see the pirates that come ashore during
SeaFair.
Mackenzie
This is my work truck affectionately known as the Danger Ranger. Being assigned to this truck is a rite of passage in my office. I wanted to list some of it's finer points:
1. No Radio; being stuck in traffic is absolute torture.
2. Shakes above 55 mph; giving me nightmares of being stranded on the highway.
3. No 4-wheel drive; this might not seem essential until you see the steep muddy roads that I have to navigate on a job site.
4. Broken Tailgate; it fell open once while I was driving down the road.
5. No A/C; I love pealing myself off of the vinyl seats at every stop and I have perfected the art of leaning across the passenger seat to roll down the window while driving on the freeway.
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My Grandma's dog is pictured first and his name is Diego but we call him 'D' and my Grandma also calls him 'tidbit'. Diego doesn't like very many people and he has finally warmed up to me and now waits for me to pet him when I come home from work. Diego is quirky and won't let me take him for a walk. He just sits on the front porch and stares at me. Diego likes to bark at my dates and chase them all the way down the street when they are driving away. Apparently he needs to let them know that he is the man of the house and that it is not ok for them to leave with me.
Next is my Aunt's dog Zach. Austin and I have watched him quite a few times while my Aunt has been on vacation so he feels undying devotion to the two of us. My dad can never remember his name so he always calls him Luke, but that is a step up because usually my dad calls all dogs 'Dog'. Zach can be very persistent in wanting you to pet him, but he is very cute when you do. Zach also likes to go running with me, he makes sure to let me know that he is faster than I am.
Last of all is this darling shitsu named 'Sasha'. Austin found Sasha under the A/C unit at the local elementary school while he was walking Zach. Austin went back to the house and got a bone so that he could entice Sasha to come out from where she was wedged under the A/C unit. After Austin gave her food Sasha was permanently attached. We both ended up loving her. Every time we would go outside to pet her she would do figure 8's around our legs and then when I would sit down to read she would sit dutifully by my feet. I never thought that I would like a little dog like Sasha, but we were sad to give her back to her owner.
There are few things that make me feel more patriotic than seeing the Blue Angels fly. So I had fun when we went to Mercer Island and watched them fly during SeaFair for our ward activity. We got to walk on to the I-90 bridge and watch them from there. They flew directly over our heads a couple of times and the sound was ear splitting. The show was great, they would fly so high that they would disappear into the sun and then come roaring in over the back's of our heads. Next year I hope to see the pirates that come ashore during SeaFair.
