Where are we??

After mason and lexi's reception on saturday, we hit the road heading back to st. george due to us having to pick up horses in the morning and head to Albion Idaho.

We arrived to st george around 2am, and were back on the road heading north by 930am.



"uh...we could really use a dodge about now."
the whip we took to make the long journey.

Chavis' boss asked Chavis to take two of his horses to this horse Vet in Albion, Idaho. "Albion Idaho" typed into GPS...total time 7 hours and 45 min, "Oh, we'll definately be able to drop the horses off by five, then eat and relax til morning," I thought. And you would've thought that with two GPS devices, and four eyes capable of reading street signs we would've made it to our destination on time...but NO.  Oh no that did not happen. There's a mountain that divides albion...and the GPS apparently had NO knowledge of the side we were supposed to be on. Between my TOMTOM and the Dodge GPS, we traveld in, through, and around Burley ID; all over people's private farms (because GPS picks up DIRT roads, but not paved roads that run parallel .25 miles east), and through this small town...


MALTA- pop 177

Me being the person I am had the mother of all swear words just boiling inside me waiting to escape (to my future posterity...this may suprise you that I ever swore...but I was young and careless back then)...but I held them in until Chavis got too close the a pole at the gas station, and F... :(  "Was that necessary?" Chavis said. "Uh yes..I've been holding them in all day, one was bound to slip out eventually."

so after driving on dirt roads for an hour and a half, and being lost for FOUR hours, we finally found the Vet, and were able to drop off the horses.

Unfortunately, at ten pm on a sunday in a town with one gas station that is closed on sunday...we had to drive 30 min back into Burley to eat nasty dinner at diary queen at eleven o'clock at night.

Thankfully we stayed in a cute little hotel, and businesses opened up monday morning.

don't be alarmed, the shadow of the tree branches would cover
my entire face.

I have the picture of the liquor store because we ate lunch across the street at eleven, and there we 3 different trucks that pulled up to this store, and just sat and stared at it for a coulple minutes each...apparently they had sundays that were worse than ours...they all thought if they wished hard enough it would open before their eyes.

We also found the old Post office...it's the only post-office we've ever seen without the USPS logo on it.

This pic is on the way back to the VET to load up one of the horses.

turns out albion's a really nice place when your not lost

Sad, that the horse we didn't bring home had to be put down...and horses scare me...but I really grew to like this one after we got lost together.

Heading home...6 hours to go.

Mason & Lexi's BIG day

July 23rd we made the long 5 1/2 hour drive through the reservation and ending up in Blanding to attend one of Chavis' best friend's weddings.

The wedding was held at a small park in monticello, and Lexi did such a good job picking out their colors...the entire event looked GREAT!!

We're so excited for Mason and Lexi to be hitched!!! We hope they LOVE being married, and can't wait to hang out with them soon!

WORK PARTY

June started off by saying "goodbye" to Jace for 2 years...he left on his mission to the Denver Colorado North mission.

Mid-June, we headed up north to go to Lagoon for the PDI work party. I must say it was so nice being the only couple that didn't have kids: we just did whatever we wanted the whole day.

We did TONS of people watching, and then we took a snooze at lagoona-beach before lunch.

We stood in line for the Spider..which about 30 minutes into our wait we realized that the ride wasn't very cool, but we figured we might as well finish since we'd already waited 1/2 the time...following that mediocre ride, we headed to wait in line at the Wild Mouse...also equally lame, and painful. That ride just jerks you all over, and with only one bar...only the bigger of the two is secured into the ride...so not me.

It was really fun getting to spend the day, just the two of us...especially seeing how we may not have many more summers with JUST us :)

NEW SHOES

I LOVE what Chavis will do for me...I was so excited when we got our new "sliders" I just had to take a pic, and as corny as it was, he joined in :)  

To My Dad:

There are so many reasons that I call you my Dad. You have been there for me through the hardest times and the happiest times of my life. You came into my life when I was 4 years old and I doubt either of us knew what an amazing journey our family would have together; it’s been a roller coaster, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Growing up I remember you getting up with me in the mornings: curling my bob hair-cut, getting me breakfast, and listening to me talk about anything and everything the entire time. I remember you running up the hard-metal-winding stairs in the middle of the night as I called out your name because I was in a panic that burglars were in our house playing drums on our sink, which of course was just the hail hitting our railing outside. I love that I have the memory of you tucking me in every night before bed, and bringing me a glass of water. I even remember the first time I got spanked by you after I told Mom to “shut-up.” During elementary, jr. high, and high-school you supported me in every activity I wanted to pursue: you were by me when I succeeded and when I didn’t, and were always there to encourage me. I remember you helping me move to Blanding as I started my journey through nursing school, and how sad I was to see you guys leave; you are the best parents.

Times haven’t always been so light-hearted; you have been there through all the drop-offs and pick-ups from air-ports and homes after being with Greg. You have always been available to lend a listening and comforting ear after the visits were over. You worried about us when we were gone, and made us feel safe when we were home. You showed me the type of man I would want to marry; someone who always puts his family first. You married Mom, and took on the role of being my Dad. I didn’t know you would become my Dad then, but that’s what you became to me. Without you, the Dad I would’ve known would have been the one who only wanted to see me at his convenience, and never put my needs first. I am so grateful that you came into our lives, and showed us that even though all families go through hard-times, at the end of the day family will always be there.

As I have gotten older, and gotten married, you are still there to give advice and to listen when I need someone to talk to. Having you and Mom there while I got my endowments out and got married in the temple were two of the best days of my life. It meant everything to me that you were there. You are the BEST father-in-law in the history of father-in-laws, and the best Dad.

You have strengthened our family so much. I appreciate you always putting us first, even if it meant for you to go without. I am so lucky that my children with get to have a grandpa like you. You’re outgoing, smart, honest, hard-working, funny, genuine, and down-to earth. I am so grateful that you’ve been an example in my life; I know I am where I am today because of you.

You have been my Dad since I was 4 years old, and now that I am getting to the point in my life where I will be starting a family soon, I have realized that just like I want my future children to be sealed to their Mom and Dad, I want that too. In my eyes and everyone else’s, I want you to be my Dad. Thank you for wanting to be my Dad for eternity too, I love you.

Love always-your daughter,
Dashelle

...today was a very special day for my family and I; I got adopted my now DAD Jon. He's always been my Dad, but I am so excited to have this done, now we will be able to be sealed together.
That's my big news..not big for really anyone but my family and I, but thats okay :)

it's the little things

yesterday was a bit rough for me: dealing with a passive-aggressive battle-ax, and an inconsiderate home-bound who wasn't home, so when I got home I set out stuff to make spagetti, but didn't get around to it. when Chav came home, he just started making it...it really is the little things that make being married so GREAT. Chavis does little things all the time that make me LOVE being married to him.
#1-he listens to me talk/rant about my day EVERYDAY
#2-he rarely gets mad at me for my unreasonable road rage
#3-he gets the mail everyday on his way home from work
#4-the fact he is DETERMINED to be able to provide for our family
#5-he finally realized he doesn't want to be an old dad and is warming up to the idea of starting a family
#6-he trusts me with our money, and would never tell me I could't buy something
#7-he comes coupon shopping with me, even though he gets so embarrassed when the people behind us
      have to wait :)
#8-he asks me to pick out his clothes ( :
#9-the way he rolls his eyes when I give him a cheezy smile
#10-the way he says, "you're so damn weird" after he's just done the WEIRDEST thing :)
Being married is the BEST part of my life...getting to come home from work and be with Chavis is the highlight of my day.

I really can't believe that may is almost here! this year has gone by so fast!!! We'll be done with another semester in just 2 weeks..and then I get a 5 day break before starting into the RN-BSN program at SUU. I will admit, i'm a little nervous seing as how we have 3 classes this summer..each is 3 weeks long, and we meet ONCE a week! that means we have to cover 45 hours of class in 3 days : D YES, i know i'm going to be busy.
And, as if I haven't spread myself oober thin already...the pisces in me has been longing for the water, so I decided to get a job at the Washington City Center as a lifequard! My first day started at 4:55am...and ended with inservice from 8pm-10pm :( we had to do these crazy drills called "the serpitine"...and I don't know what the definition of that word actually is, but for me it meant spine bruising-ass kicking-25minute cardio workout I WASN'T prepared for. I did feel good knowing that even though I have about 5 years on the other employees that I can still hold my own....thank goodness...at 23 I think I should be in my prime!