Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Baumgartners 2009
Baumgartners is a camp ground up past Featherville in the Sawtooth wilderness area. It is one of the nicest, most fun, incredibly beautiful, campgrounds. When Robert's grandma was a little girl, her family camped in the mountains near Baumgartners. After she was married and had children of her own, she would take them camping there too. In fact, grandpa worked and couldn't always come, so she would take her three, young boys all by herself. They would fish all day and sleep under the stars at night. If it rained, they would crawl under the car to sleep where it was dry.
Well, those three boys grew up and had families of their own, and they continued to take them to Baumgartners too. So, back in the 70's the family decided to make the trip together, the entire extended family, the first week in August. To this very day, they have kept that tradition.
So, now it is Robert and his cousins too, with families of their own, grandpas and grandmas, aunts and uncles.....going to Baumgartners and enjoying the beautiful area and time together. Most of the family spend the entire week at camp. We never are able and always feel like our time there is too short, especially this year because it rained pretty much the entire few days we were there. When it wasn't raining, it was unusually cold. We didn't even get in the river this year. That was a first, and I had just learned to dive and was getting myself geared up for looking real cool, like the rest of the bunch, by diving off the rock this year! Boy did we get good use out of the hot spring pool. The kids swam and we adults pleasantly soaked up the warm water.
I love the Peterson family. They're a rare bunch of people who are so laid back, loving, giving, and just salt of the earth, GOOD people. I love that they have this family tradition. I love that it gives us an opportunity to visit and catch up. I love that when we get together it is as if no time has passed and we all enjoy each other's company, swimming, eating, gaming, and enjoying beautiful, Baumgartners together.
Here's looking forward to Baumgartners next year. May the sun shine and the weather be warm all week. May I get the GUTS up to dive off the rock, and may we somehow make it up for more than two nights!
I'm getting it!

So, I am really trying to figure out this Picasa 3. I have so many pics. from camp that I really want to display them in a collage, etc. Here's my first attempt! Woo Hoo, it worked. I'm finally getting it, thanks to Sally's step by step directions! Friday, August 14, 2009
If I were in Utah...
This Saturday (15th...which is tomorrow) I am hiking the Y mountain at 7:00 pm in honor of our 1 year anniversary since the accident. If you want to join me, I would be honored and happy to have you along.This will be a big milestone in my life since last years life-changing events.I would love to thank you personally, from the bottom of my little heart. Kisses!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
If Life Were a Deck of Cards
Kelly and I are different in a lot of ways, but as I read her memoir I was surprised just how much we were alike, and couldn't help but to immediately recognize that there were HUGE similarities between us. She loves being a mom, feels destined to have four, feels loyalty to her brothers, adores her husband, uses the word, "yup", and she has a love for her father, like mine, that's beyond description. Robert must read this book. I need him to see that it's not just me. I'm not the only daughter out there with a connection to her dad that's bigger than life. Maybe I do. Guilty, I'm sure. I apologize, but my dad is one of the best people I know. He's not perfect, I have learned as I have grown older, but I must say, he is pretty darn close. He is one of the most hard working, upbeat, friendly, good hearted, people you'll ever meet. In fact, just the other day I had the opportunity to speak to an old friend. We chatted for hours, catching up on everything life had thrown at us in the past year. When the subject of my dad arose, she laughed out loud at what a silly guy he was and how much she missed my dad. She was trying to remember the funny nickname he gave her. He did. He gave nicknames and sang silly songs for every friend who came to visit. He made each of them feel as if they were the most special person in the world, the best friend we had, the visitor we never wanted to leave.
I guess that's one of the biggest reasons I love him so much. He has always made me feel this way, special, loved, important. In fact just the other day I was feeling a little blue. There was no particular reason in the world, other than my hormones must have been getting the best of me. I picked up the phone and dialed his cell, needing a little "pick me up." I glanced at the clock and realized it was the noon hour, one of his busiest times at work. I thought our conversation would be brief and maybe not what I needed.
Oh, how wrong I was. My dad answered the phone in the most joyful voice and said, "Kristi! My pride and joy! How is my favorite daughter today (I am his only daughter)? How are my beautiful grand kids? Tell me all about em'!" He acted like we hadn't spoken in weeks, like the call was so out of the blue, and was the highlight of his day, when in reality it had probably only been a day or two since we had spoken last. Tears streamed my face, but I gathered my composure. I didn't want him to know I was feeling sad, because somehow it didn't matter. All was right in the world, thanks to him.
I could go on and on telling story after story about how amazing my dad is, at every stage in my life, he has been terrific. Oh, and I know I have a million more, way better pics. than these I have posted, but for some reason, they're hiding deep in picture files. I promised the kids we'de do a Lemonade stand today. They're patiently waiting for me to make the sour stuff, so I'll end here.
Read, The Middle Place. I promise you'll like it. You'll see that Kelly Corrigan was proud to be and always saw herself as her father's daughter. I feel the same way and will forever remain.....
Stan Hales' little girl.
Unfortunately, life deals us some bad cards. It's inevitable! I have had my share, believe me. But, I can't help but to feel so blessed and grateful that....
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Boating
I mean, we are pros at jumping in....."Cannon ball!"
