Halloween 2013

Decorating pumpkins earlier in the day with Grandpa and Grandma...

As for costumes, Natalie wanted to be a tooth fairy so mommy decided to make her costume (after all, isn't this kind of what Halloween is about?) and Grandma helped be-dazzle it.  Katie wanted to be a purple crayon.  Gus was a hot dog.  Natalie wanted Scott to be a banana.  Natalie wanted mommy to just be mommy.  Natalie supplied Grandma with a play witch hat and also asked Grandma to help turn Grandpa into a pumpkin.

 

100% totally exhausted at the end of the night.

Whit's Halloween Triathlon

I signed up for a sprint triathlon one day while sitting at a stoplight as a way of lighting a fire under my butt.  After a few months of non-training, I was delighted to learn that my mom and dad were planning to come out and support me.  Thankfully, that lit another fire a month before the race.

Only crazy people volunteer to get up this early... but my mom didn't even think twice.  Just another reason she is so awesome.

And thanks to a run-in with a former colleague, there was another fire lit on the morning of the race.  There was NO WAY I was going to let him pass me.

Natalie got to run and cross the finish line with mommy!

Natalie got to run and cross the finish line with mommy!

Yard work with Daddy

Dressed in pink and ready to get her hands dirty...

5th Anniversary and the Government Shutdown

We originally planned to do some backpacking in the Grand Canyon for our wedding anniversary.  But our permit was not granted.  And then the government shut down which means the canyon and many other National Parks closed.  So we improvised and went camping outside Sedona in an area that was new to both of us.

And then we found it: the perfect camp spot.

Begging for coffee?

"I hear something.  That way.  But I am too scared to bark and too lazy to move.  So I'll just stare at it."

 
Doggie headed off down the Dogie Trail...

 

 

If you look real close, and I mean REAL close, you'll see our white truck.
Best. camping. spot. ever.

To say that the dude was a little tired after our hike is an understatement. 
This happened as soon as we got back to our camp spot.

Filet Mignon and vegetable soup?  Damn right.

After we packed up the entire camp site and were double checking to see if we forgot anything, we caught a glimpse of this... and heard snoring.

Off to check out Robbers Rooste.

The trusty old Land Cruiser (with 215,000 miles) fearlessly led us down the unmaintained powerline road from our camp spot to the Highway on our way to Jerome.

I was stuck taking pictures through the window after getting stung by a wasp while driving with the windows down.