The Redwoods

For some people, Spring Break means: Mexico. To some it means: Caribbean Cruise. And to others it means: Mr. Fancy Pants place. To Jill and Jake it means: camp in your car and look at tall trees while attempting not to freeze. Oh, and to all you non teacher/student folks, it means: work as usual. Mwahhhh.

While we may have very much enjoyed bathing in the sun for our Spring Break, we did have a great time exploring the Redwoods and making our car our temporary home.

J and J happy in the car. This was not taken on the night we had chili for dinner. No one was smiling that night.

We went on a lot of great hikes. One of our favorite hikes led us to a private beach. Unfortunately, we had to cross a "very narrow and treacherous" walkway. Here is Jake 27 minutes before he made the crossing.
Another hike took us through a canyon that involved crossing over water multiple times.

If you've read our blog for awhile, you might remember that a few summers back Jill fell flat on her face while crossing a stream. She has since been terrified of any amount of water that she must cross. Instead of taking it slow, she decided to leap ever so ungracefully from log to rock and ended up with very wet shoes, but no fat lip.

We had beautiful camping spots every night. Although we about pooed our pants when we had to pay $35 a night to sleep in our car.


Hats were a necessity not only because it was chilly at night, but also because we didn't shower the entire time we were gone. Delightful, we know.



We saw quite a lot of this.



It was amazing. To see more pictures of this type, you can go to Jake's facebook page.

We knew it was time to head home when we discovered a slug on the bottom of our wine bottle.

Spring Break

It's been three days since Spring Break* ended. I thought I had adjusted quite nicely back into work life. My kinders were lovely on both Monday and Tuesday but then today happened. Today was Glitter Day and Barf Day. I had planned on Glitter Day, but not so much for Barf Day. I had to clean up after both and I must say I am quite proud of myself because I didn't even have to put my head between my knees like I did when Sarah showed my the stitches in the back of her head. I'm canceling glitter for the rest of the year.

*S.B pictures to come from Jacob shortly.

A Picture's Worth a Thousand Words...

What happens when...

4 best friends meet up in Boise for a girls weekend?

You spend half of your month's grocery budget on one dinner. Mmmm, yummy fondue at the Melting Pot.








Where you may or may not eat for three hours straight.









You read as many trashy magazines as possible while getting a pedicure.

You take pictures before you go anywhere. Here we are on our way to a Leahy concert. I'm not quite sure what I was doing.

And you make your dear 7 month pregnant friend jump 47 times until you get this picture.


Thanks for the memories, Diane, Noelle and Becca! Can't wait for our next reunion.

Today I...

tied 27 pairs of shoes.

headbutted a child three and half feet shorter than myself.

was called "grandma, dad and Mrs. Deverbrook".

played spin the bottle 4 times.

unsuccessfully hid from my boss.

wore my hair down at work for the first time in 27 days. It only lasted til lunch.

sounded out the word "sat" 13 times.

stepped on two sets of fingers.

was kicked 6 times.

was sneezed on once.

was hugged many times.

forgot to sanitize my classroom.



What did you do today?

The Sweetness

Somehow, Jill has coerced me into celebrating our "dating anniversary" in addition to our real anniversary every year. Luckily for me, our dating anniversary happens to be February 13th (day before V-day), so I can kind of give it the combo treatment that every kid hated who had a December birthday. Jill's Valentine's Day/Dating Anniversary gift? A snowboard helmet. Wow, what a lucky girl. It's kind of like giving someone a stick of deodorant.

However, we also went for a hike in the coast range at Sweet Creek Falls near Florence, after which we enjoyed some fine Mo's seafood and a jetty walk. Jill got to timidly venture out onto mossy-slick rocks where I was scouting for photo spots of kayakers. She still hasn't recovered from her bedrock sandwich she ate a couple summers ago.

Unfortunately, the Coast Guard had to play party-police and kick us off the jetty because of "rogue waves." In another life, I would have knocked both of those Coast Guard troops unconscious, and run to go kick the rogue wave in the face, but instead I said, "Sorry, Sir, we'll leave immediately."

That's all, Cheers!



J and J

Proof

It has been rumored that Jake and I are incapable of taking non-jumping pictures while out and about in nature, with a group, or just casually hanging out at home while throwing our cat in the air.

Ha, we prove you wrong. Here we are with Chris and Allison on a wonderfully warm winter day on top of Mount Pisgah with our feet anchored to the ground.