Sunday, December 11, 2011
Baby Volle on the Way!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Volle's on the Move Pt. 1
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| The U-Box arrives! Time to start packing! The final tally in pounds was just short of 2000, somewhere around 1996 lbs. Most of which was Lindsea's stuff ;) |
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| Yay! We're done packing! (Check out them sexy legs!) |
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| Lindsea comes face to face with "King Cotton" This pic was taken at the Ga Agrirama in Tifton. It is a living history museum, depicting life as it was lived in the 18 and early 1900's in South Ga. Poor Lindsea had to listen to a lot of southern accents on this day :) |
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| We got a late start leaving Florida because packing never goes as quickly as you want it to. Plus, we had to say goodby to friends and family. With misty eyes we turned our car North and headed to Tifton Ga. We spent a couple days there, visiting the extended family. I'm glad we got the chance to spend some time with my Grandparents and hear my Grandfather reminiscence about his life. I hope to be half as successful as him! We left Tifton and headed to Athens, Alabama to spend the night with my cousin Dave and his family. As always we had a great time and talked until way past our bedtimes. Lindsea and I also realized we needed to be taking more pictures and decided to be better at this in the future. |
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| The first, last, and only time we stopped at White Castle on the trip. If you've never eaten here. You're missing out. This was just inside the Tennessee border and there was a Krystal's just down the road from here. That's a bit of a rarity as both chains are usually not seen near each other. Kinda like Checkers/Rally's or Carl's Jr/Hardees |
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| As we came up through the southern tip of Illinois, we stopped at the home of the Man of Steel himself. It was also the first time we had to pull out the winter coats. Finally we were in COLD WEATHER!!!! |
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| We visited with my sister Katharine in Carbondale IL for a bit, where she is in her last year of college at SIU-C. We took her to a Thai food place that was pretty good and drove around the madness that is Carbondale roads. I'm so proud of the confident and stylish young woman she's become. We dropped her off at her apartment and headed up to Staunton, IL where the rest of the Volle Clan reside. We had an enjoyable couple days there with them, just hanging out. My brother Cedric is a quietly confident young man with a poet interior; he just needs to cut his hair more ;). I was a bit surprised to see how much my sister Rachel has grown! Still wild as ever, but really beginning to show the beauty she shares with her older sisters. I expect there to be a few broken hearts by the time she graduates high school. We also got to spend some time with my friend David, his wife Grace, and their cute little girl Hannah. Being married has definitely agreed with both of them, and having a baby is good for them. We also got the chance to spend some time with my cousin Jason, his wife Jennifer and their newborn Jacob. They are doing well for themselves. I do feel sorry for the girls and Cedric as they had to listen to a lot of Marine stories. Oh well, that's what happens when you get a few Marines around each other. :) |
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| On the way across Missouri, we stopped to get some Girl Scout Cookies. Love me some Thin Mints! |
Volle's on the Move Pt 2
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| We stopped in Independence Mo, and visited the temple grounds and visitor center there. Nearby is the headquarters of what was formerly known as the Reorganized LDS church, but are now called the Community in Christ if I remember correctly. |
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| Outside of the RLDS building is a big entryway with a world map. So of course I made Lindsea stand where her mission is. Come to think of it, I don't think I've got a pic of me doing this....I'll have to make sure to get one, next time. |
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| Liberty Jail is just a short drive north of Independence and I knew it was a place I had to take Lindsea. I've visited there once before and it's a bit humbling to stand in that place and contemplate the teachings that were delivered to the Prophet there, at the cost of much suffering of him, his companions, and the Saints who followed him. I don't believe I would've born that burden as well as the Prophet Joseph did. |  Leaving the Independence area we headed due North, where we were able to drive by the site of the Kanesville Tabernacle and visit the Winter Quarters Visitor Center. Lindsea was pleased to see some quotes from a Pioneer ancestor included in some of the exhibits.
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| The only reason we drove through SD was to see these guys. It was cold, and we had 15 mins to spend there in order to make it to my Aunt's house in Casper Wyoming later on that night. Glad I saw the place though. |
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| We also stopped and saw this guy. People tell me it's supposed to be Chief Crazy Horse, and maybe one day it will be. Right now though, it reminds me of the mountains in the movie Cars. |
Friday, October 28, 2011
Cross Country Trip
I've always wanted to do a cross country trip and the moment has finally arrived! Of course, it would be fun to do this on my motorcycle, but we'll have to save that for a future time.
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As you can see, we'll be stopping at a few places along the way to visit family and friends. We'll head through Tifton to visit the Grandparents and the rest of the extended family for a day, then head up to Athens to visit Dave and Eileen. After spending the night with them, it's on to Nashville (so Lindsea can indulge her Country insanity) and Louisville to see my friend Christa and her husband. We'll hang out with them for an hour or so then head to the Volle Clan homestead for a couple days. We'll enjoy some fun times hanging out there and then head West! We may stop in Independence and Liberty to see some Church history sites but will be hitting the road hard until we hit Casper Wyoming to spend some time with my Aunt Carol and Uncle Joe. After Casper its on to Rexburg to see my brother Michael at BYU-Idaho. Finally, the last push up to Manson.
Long trip!
The reason for this super long trip is that our time here in Orlando and Disney has come to an end. After 2 years in leadership at Disney, I've decided to quit playing the waiting game to get statused as a full time leader. While I don't feel I've wasted my time here at Disney by any means, I also feel that to continue to stay and wait would be a waste of my time. I've learned a lot, gained a lot of experience, and leave with a set of skills gained and honed at one of the best companies in the world to work for. I've worked at 4 hotels, at 2,3 and 4 Diamond levels with housekeeping and duty manager experience. And, honestly, it was getting really annoying to see people with less experience and skill than me get statused. I don't say that in a bitter way, because each of them brought something to the table and the teams they joined, it's just annoying to be told there was a job out there for me and never having that realized. Additionally, I got tired of living my life posted schedule to posted schedule. It's not very easy to plan for the future of having kids in such a life.
Lindsea has only been here for me and has always desired to return to her roots in Washington. Recognizing that desire, but also recognizing that our Heavenly Father's plan for us doesn't always go where we'd like, we decided to take our plans for the future to the Lord in the temple. We discussed what we'd like to happen, what our plans were for if the answer was to stay in Orlando, or to move. In the end, we left it up to the Lord to let us know what He wanted, in His way. So when I got the call from my leader that he had tried but was unable to extend my temporary role, that was our answer. And from that point on, we've seen Heavenly Father working to make the move happen. We were able to get out of our lease almost 2 months early and without paying to break the contract, just for the time we actually stay in the apartment. We've been able to plan for the trip, and thanks to the help of Lindsea's parents, get our things shipped out to WA. Finally, we've been given hope that one of our plans, a dream of ours, may actually happen. IF and when that happens, I imagine there will be another blog about it :). But for now, I'll just say
that IF it happens, we'll be able to take care of our family as it grows and satisfy a lot of hopes, fears, and dreams.
So the next couple weeks will be a fun time for the Volle's as we move forward into the future and colder weather...
Yeah for cold weather!!!!!!!!!
View Larger Map
As you can see, we'll be stopping at a few places along the way to visit family and friends. We'll head through Tifton to visit the Grandparents and the rest of the extended family for a day, then head up to Athens to visit Dave and Eileen. After spending the night with them, it's on to Nashville (so Lindsea can indulge her Country insanity) and Louisville to see my friend Christa and her husband. We'll hang out with them for an hour or so then head to the Volle Clan homestead for a couple days. We'll enjoy some fun times hanging out there and then head West! We may stop in Independence and Liberty to see some Church history sites but will be hitting the road hard until we hit Casper Wyoming to spend some time with my Aunt Carol and Uncle Joe. After Casper its on to Rexburg to see my brother Michael at BYU-Idaho. Finally, the last push up to Manson.
Long trip!
The reason for this super long trip is that our time here in Orlando and Disney has come to an end. After 2 years in leadership at Disney, I've decided to quit playing the waiting game to get statused as a full time leader. While I don't feel I've wasted my time here at Disney by any means, I also feel that to continue to stay and wait would be a waste of my time. I've learned a lot, gained a lot of experience, and leave with a set of skills gained and honed at one of the best companies in the world to work for. I've worked at 4 hotels, at 2,3 and 4 Diamond levels with housekeeping and duty manager experience. And, honestly, it was getting really annoying to see people with less experience and skill than me get statused. I don't say that in a bitter way, because each of them brought something to the table and the teams they joined, it's just annoying to be told there was a job out there for me and never having that realized. Additionally, I got tired of living my life posted schedule to posted schedule. It's not very easy to plan for the future of having kids in such a life.
Lindsea has only been here for me and has always desired to return to her roots in Washington. Recognizing that desire, but also recognizing that our Heavenly Father's plan for us doesn't always go where we'd like, we decided to take our plans for the future to the Lord in the temple. We discussed what we'd like to happen, what our plans were for if the answer was to stay in Orlando, or to move. In the end, we left it up to the Lord to let us know what He wanted, in His way. So when I got the call from my leader that he had tried but was unable to extend my temporary role, that was our answer. And from that point on, we've seen Heavenly Father working to make the move happen. We were able to get out of our lease almost 2 months early and without paying to break the contract, just for the time we actually stay in the apartment. We've been able to plan for the trip, and thanks to the help of Lindsea's parents, get our things shipped out to WA. Finally, we've been given hope that one of our plans, a dream of ours, may actually happen. IF and when that happens, I imagine there will be another blog about it :). But for now, I'll just say
that IF it happens, we'll be able to take care of our family as it grows and satisfy a lot of hopes, fears, and dreams.
So the next couple weeks will be a fun time for the Volle's as we move forward into the future and colder weather...
Yeah for cold weather!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Date Day
So today Lindsea rolled out of bed at the unholy hour of 9:30 and headed straight to her morning ablutions. She brushed and combed, primped and pampered, curled and sprayed for nearly an hour. Then, about half way through her preparations, she came in and woke me up and the slightly less unholy hour of 11:30 to get ready for the day. 5 minutes later I was sitting on the loveseat, dressed and ready to go, with my morning can of Dew in my hand. I waited. and I waited. Then, after waiting, I waited some more. Finally, after waiting, I decided to kill some aliens on the TV for awhile (aka play Halo: Reach). At the precise moment I started the game, Lindsea announced her readiness for leaving. Ain't that always the way?....
The reason for all this effort was so that Lindsea and I could spend a date day together. Actually, the real reason was so Linds could get all dandied up and show off in public. Being the obliging husband that I am, I acquiesced to her "request" .
We decided to make use of our Annual Passes for Universal Theme Parks and go check out some rides. After we stopped by the 7-11 for some Dew of course. We parked in Timbuktu, walked about 4 miles and then another 2 miles walking on the moving sidewalks. We decided to go to the main Universal park, aka "the one without Harry Potter World in it", to start the day. We rode Jaws. Our fella driving the boat was very enthusiastic. The best part was when he kept having to tell the Latin folks to put their cameras up or the boat wasn't going to go anywhere ha ha.
After Jaws, I attempted to win Lindsea some items from the Claw booth. You know, the one where you use a claw to grab a prize and drop it in the box. Fans of Toy Story know what I'm talking about. The first one I tried was one with large plush Angry Birds in it. I got one in the claw and made it half way up to the box before the claw's strength gave out. I tried again with one containing Xbox 360's with the same result. I get that they are a waste of money, but hey, at least give me a fighting chance to win something!
This is a picture of me to illustrate the story just told:
After that we grabbed a passing turkey, grabbed a leg off of it, smoked the leg, and ate it.
Here is a picture of Lindsea asking for napkins to help us clean the delicious juices off of our fingers:
Lindsea was so happy that she hugged a pole:
Then we hung out in Hogsmeade for a bit:
Engaged in some PDA in front of some ride:
Then we trekked back about 15 miles to the car to head home. On the way out, we saw Marty Mcfly. He wouldn't let us take his picture, but we got one of his car anyways:
On the way home Lindsea amused herself by taking pictures of herself. She's beautiful :D
The reason for all this effort was so that Lindsea and I could spend a date day together. Actually, the real reason was so Linds could get all dandied up and show off in public. Being the obliging husband that I am, I acquiesced to her "request" .
We decided to make use of our Annual Passes for Universal Theme Parks and go check out some rides. After we stopped by the 7-11 for some Dew of course. We parked in Timbuktu, walked about 4 miles and then another 2 miles walking on the moving sidewalks. We decided to go to the main Universal park, aka "the one without Harry Potter World in it", to start the day. We rode Jaws. Our fella driving the boat was very enthusiastic. The best part was when he kept having to tell the Latin folks to put their cameras up or the boat wasn't going to go anywhere ha ha.
After Jaws, I attempted to win Lindsea some items from the Claw booth. You know, the one where you use a claw to grab a prize and drop it in the box. Fans of Toy Story know what I'm talking about. The first one I tried was one with large plush Angry Birds in it. I got one in the claw and made it half way up to the box before the claw's strength gave out. I tried again with one containing Xbox 360's with the same result. I get that they are a waste of money, but hey, at least give me a fighting chance to win something!
This is a picture of me to illustrate the story just told:
After that we grabbed a passing turkey, grabbed a leg off of it, smoked the leg, and ate it.
Here is a picture of Lindsea asking for napkins to help us clean the delicious juices off of our fingers:
Lindsea was so happy that she hugged a pole:
Then we hung out in Hogsmeade for a bit:
Engaged in some PDA in front of some ride:
Then we trekked back about 15 miles to the car to head home. On the way out, we saw Marty Mcfly. He wouldn't let us take his picture, but we got one of his car anyways:
On the way home Lindsea amused herself by taking pictures of herself. She's beautiful :D
Thursday, September 15, 2011
This blog post was NOT written under duress...
So tonight Lindsea beat me and told me I'd better write something on the blog or bad things would happen. I laughed it off, at the time. Later on, after I'd put her to bed, I turned on BBC America...and there was NO TOP GEAR SHOWS ON!!!!
So I turned the channel to the Cartoon Network in hopes that there would be some Family Guy or American Dad on, BUT THERE WASN'T!!!!
At this point, I was starting to get worried, but was trying to shrug it off. I went to the kitchen (which is a few steps from our new loveseat) to get a Mountain Dew from the fridge. I opened the tab and got some sweet nectar on my hand. As I put the can down at the sink to wash my hand.....THE CAN FELL IN THE SINK!!!
Such is my love for my sweet wife that after she clearly (!!!) cursed me, I still am writing a blog.
Much has been happening in the Volle household. We both are working. We both have days off, often together! We've gone to Walmart, often several times a week. And we often buy things! We haven't watched many movies lately, because Hollywood has displeased me with the quality of movies coming out soon. In other news, I bought Halo: Reach! It's a fun game that I have no one to play it with me, so I just play it by myself. Too bad my brother Michael has started college, otherwise I'd play it with him.
Speaking of the bro, he's going to school at BYU-Idaho and the whole family is happy for him. I'm pretty sure he's in a good place. So far he seems to be settling in well. If any body we know is out there and sees him, say howdy for us. You'll probably see him walking around campus. He's the tall, blonde, good looking kid from Illinois. The "s" is silent. I feel I need to say that because all you Idahoan people forget that and I don't want any of you to embarrass yourselves.
Finally, today (9/15/11) was the 8 month anniversary of mine and Lindsea's wedding. I know that this fact has escaped many of you, as we did not have any presents or gift cards in the mail. This is an egregious lack of etiquette. I am sorry. You are now voted off the island.
However, because I love my wife, I'll let it go.......this time!
So I turned the channel to the Cartoon Network in hopes that there would be some Family Guy or American Dad on, BUT THERE WASN'T!!!!
At this point, I was starting to get worried, but was trying to shrug it off. I went to the kitchen (which is a few steps from our new loveseat) to get a Mountain Dew from the fridge. I opened the tab and got some sweet nectar on my hand. As I put the can down at the sink to wash my hand.....THE CAN FELL IN THE SINK!!!
Such is my love for my sweet wife that after she clearly (!!!) cursed me, I still am writing a blog.
Much has been happening in the Volle household. We both are working. We both have days off, often together! We've gone to Walmart, often several times a week. And we often buy things! We haven't watched many movies lately, because Hollywood has displeased me with the quality of movies coming out soon. In other news, I bought Halo: Reach! It's a fun game that I have no one to play it with me, so I just play it by myself. Too bad my brother Michael has started college, otherwise I'd play it with him.
Speaking of the bro, he's going to school at BYU-Idaho and the whole family is happy for him. I'm pretty sure he's in a good place. So far he seems to be settling in well. If any body we know is out there and sees him, say howdy for us. You'll probably see him walking around campus. He's the tall, blonde, good looking kid from Illinois. The "s" is silent. I feel I need to say that because all you Idahoan people forget that and I don't want any of you to embarrass yourselves.
Finally, today (9/15/11) was the 8 month anniversary of mine and Lindsea's wedding. I know that this fact has escaped many of you, as we did not have any presents or gift cards in the mail. This is an egregious lack of etiquette. I am sorry. You are now voted off the island.
However, because I love my wife, I'll let it go.......this time!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Sick Day
I woke up in the middle of the night not feeling well. A bug has been going around my team at work and I guess it was my turn to get it. Then at 6:30 am I woke up to go to work and quickly realized I wasn't going to make it. Sadly it was while I was bent over the porcelain throne with my wonderful husband holding back my hair. After sleeping 4 more hours I cuddled up on our new loveseat to watch my new favorite tv show, "Man, Woman, Wild". It may just be because I'm sick, but it is so sweet to see how the husband and wife interact. They are a really cute couple. I'm convinced Ruth and I are long lost relatives and she got all the skinny genes of the family. We do share the same maiden name....
Anyway, back to my exciting day... I decided I could make it to church long enough to take sacrament so made a quick run over to the chapel. As I got out of the car my seat belt got hooked in my skirt pocket and ripped my skirt halfway down the side. After the internal debate of "can I hide this well enough to stay? or do I need to just get back in the car and go?" I pulled my shirt down as far as it would go, strategically positioned my purse to cover the rest and small stepped it into the back row of the chapel. It was a blessing to be there and feel at peace even after my crazy morning.
Now I'm back home cuddled up on the loveseat again, sipping fluids and hoping my afternoon and evening is as uneventful as possible. Oh, and watching episodes of Man, Woman, Wild. Love this show.
Anyway, back to my exciting day... I decided I could make it to church long enough to take sacrament so made a quick run over to the chapel. As I got out of the car my seat belt got hooked in my skirt pocket and ripped my skirt halfway down the side. After the internal debate of "can I hide this well enough to stay? or do I need to just get back in the car and go?" I pulled my shirt down as far as it would go, strategically positioned my purse to cover the rest and small stepped it into the back row of the chapel. It was a blessing to be there and feel at peace even after my crazy morning.
Now I'm back home cuddled up on the loveseat again, sipping fluids and hoping my afternoon and evening is as uneventful as possible. Oh, and watching episodes of Man, Woman, Wild. Love this show.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Happy Fall
Fall is one of my favorite times. Harvest time, chilly weather, Halloween = lots of treats! While I don't get the harvest or chilly weather here in Florida, I plan on enjoying Halloween :) We spent some time in the children's section of Barnes and Noble and I ended up buying 3 books. Lucky Travis got a reading of the books on the way home. I LOVE fall!
Friday, August 12, 2011
Surprise Trip
This first picture isn't flattering at all of me, but Rissa's pose was too good to pass up. I am convinced she siphoned some of my pain meds.
Williamsburg! The dove house at some guy's property, though he never lived there... I don't get it either.
There are few people who can easily get me laughing so hard I cry. Two of those people are my sisters and within hours of surprising them on Monday night, we were all laughing/crying in IHOP at 1am. Don't ask me what it was about either, I don't remember. It feels good to be with family.
Months ago my dad called with the idea that Travis and I fly into Williamsburg to surprise my mom and sisters on their history tour. I was all for it and so was Travis. A few months after the plane tickets were bought I got a job promotion and my dad was sweet enough to change the returning flights to Wednesday instead of Thursday (if I knew then what I know now, I would have left them for Thursday!). We kept the secret pretty well because when we met up with my family in the Atlanta airport I sat next to my mom and she just stared at me for 10 seconds before it dawned on her. It was worth keeping my mouth shut for half a year :) First she thought that we were randomly flying somewhere and happened to be in Atlanta. Then she thought we drove up (9 hour drive) to meet her at the airport (not to mention having to buy a ticket to make it past security). When we told her we were going to be with them for a couple days, her reaction made me feel very loved.
Whitni was next to my mom at the airport so we surprised her there too. She took it a little better than my mom because she said "I had my suspicions, but didn't know."
Rissa was at the condo already so when we went to pick her up for dinner after midnight Trav and I got out of the car and hid behind some other cars... Rissa got in the car, then my dad started leaving the parking lot and stopped alongside Trav and I. Rissa seemed pretty excited to see us too, though her comment to me was, "I just saw you like a week ago!"... feel the love Riss. :)
We spent the next day in Williamsburg and I loved being with both family AND my Travis. It doesn't happen often and the only thing that could make it better was for the whole family to be there. Unfortunately there was something that could make it worse...
The next morning I woke up with cramps that got progressively stronger until I was on the floor crying. It was the worst pain I have ever felt in my life (which I would like to think says something considering I've busted open my head, cut my finger down to the bone, had cysts rupture, had surgeries, etc, but I am also known to be more "sensitive" than most...). Travis and my dad gave me a blessing and then took me to the hospital. Somewhere in there my poor dad had to leave the room because my clothes became too tight to handle with the cramps and so started coming off. I remember my mom and sisters stuffing me back into a shirt at least before I left for the hospital. On the way to the hospital is where the stories differ. I was laying, rolling, sitting in the back seat wanting to die (which thoroughly insulted Travis that I was willing to leave him like that) and begged for such several times. Travis, the patient navigator misread the map and sent us down the wrong road which increased the travel time. It wasn't fun for me at all, and probably just as horrible for the men in the car. I'm pleading the 5th concerning anything else they might claim I did and/or said during the car ride. It was not my proudest 30 minutes. At the hospital they got me into a wheelchair and took me to the ER where Trav said I acted like a zombie scaring the poor children and adults alike. They got me in pretty quickly (probably to spare every one, not just me) and on the IV meds. The worst part for me was that I went up to surprise my family and have fun and ended up confining them to a hospital for a whole day. They were sweet and incredibly patient. Even Rissa, setting off alarms as she stole the monitors from me and put them on herself. :) While Trav and I could have handled the medical issues on our own, there's just something more comforting about having Mom, Dad and two sisters going into nursing with us.
After the tests and conclusions, we were able to leave the hospital around 4pm, I think. We went to Jamestown for an hour or so, walked in Pocahantas' footsteps, got my strong pain killers, and had to say goodbye at the airport. 48 hours went by WAY too quickly. I wish we could tag along for the rest of the trip. It's good to be with family!!!
Williamsburg! The dove house at some guy's property, though he never lived there... I don't get it either.
There are few people who can easily get me laughing so hard I cry. Two of those people are my sisters and within hours of surprising them on Monday night, we were all laughing/crying in IHOP at 1am. Don't ask me what it was about either, I don't remember. It feels good to be with family.
Months ago my dad called with the idea that Travis and I fly into Williamsburg to surprise my mom and sisters on their history tour. I was all for it and so was Travis. A few months after the plane tickets were bought I got a job promotion and my dad was sweet enough to change the returning flights to Wednesday instead of Thursday (if I knew then what I know now, I would have left them for Thursday!). We kept the secret pretty well because when we met up with my family in the Atlanta airport I sat next to my mom and she just stared at me for 10 seconds before it dawned on her. It was worth keeping my mouth shut for half a year :) First she thought that we were randomly flying somewhere and happened to be in Atlanta. Then she thought we drove up (9 hour drive) to meet her at the airport (not to mention having to buy a ticket to make it past security). When we told her we were going to be with them for a couple days, her reaction made me feel very loved.
Whitni was next to my mom at the airport so we surprised her there too. She took it a little better than my mom because she said "I had my suspicions, but didn't know."
Rissa was at the condo already so when we went to pick her up for dinner after midnight Trav and I got out of the car and hid behind some other cars... Rissa got in the car, then my dad started leaving the parking lot and stopped alongside Trav and I. Rissa seemed pretty excited to see us too, though her comment to me was, "I just saw you like a week ago!"... feel the love Riss. :)
We spent the next day in Williamsburg and I loved being with both family AND my Travis. It doesn't happen often and the only thing that could make it better was for the whole family to be there. Unfortunately there was something that could make it worse...
The next morning I woke up with cramps that got progressively stronger until I was on the floor crying. It was the worst pain I have ever felt in my life (which I would like to think says something considering I've busted open my head, cut my finger down to the bone, had cysts rupture, had surgeries, etc, but I am also known to be more "sensitive" than most...). Travis and my dad gave me a blessing and then took me to the hospital. Somewhere in there my poor dad had to leave the room because my clothes became too tight to handle with the cramps and so started coming off. I remember my mom and sisters stuffing me back into a shirt at least before I left for the hospital. On the way to the hospital is where the stories differ. I was laying, rolling, sitting in the back seat wanting to die (which thoroughly insulted Travis that I was willing to leave him like that) and begged for such several times. Travis, the patient navigator misread the map and sent us down the wrong road which increased the travel time. It wasn't fun for me at all, and probably just as horrible for the men in the car. I'm pleading the 5th concerning anything else they might claim I did and/or said during the car ride. It was not my proudest 30 minutes. At the hospital they got me into a wheelchair and took me to the ER where Trav said I acted like a zombie scaring the poor children and adults alike. They got me in pretty quickly (probably to spare every one, not just me) and on the IV meds. The worst part for me was that I went up to surprise my family and have fun and ended up confining them to a hospital for a whole day. They were sweet and incredibly patient. Even Rissa, setting off alarms as she stole the monitors from me and put them on herself. :) While Trav and I could have handled the medical issues on our own, there's just something more comforting about having Mom, Dad and two sisters going into nursing with us.
After the tests and conclusions, we were able to leave the hospital around 4pm, I think. We went to Jamestown for an hour or so, walked in Pocahantas' footsteps, got my strong pain killers, and had to say goodbye at the airport. 48 hours went by WAY too quickly. I wish we could tag along for the rest of the trip. It's good to be with family!!!
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Funny Disney Letter
So we get all kinds of guests at Disney, many of which are fairly colorful. Just I'd share one without fans :)
Dear Disney,
I am writing you this letter today to talk about the great experience I had with a man named Kyle. Now, I consider myself something of a connoisseur of funnel cake. I have traveled the globe eating them in the most exotic locales.
But never have I encountered one as great as that prepared by chef Kyle, a pudgy boy with glasses, who I had serve me today at the Liberty Square Funnel Cake stand. After ordering one, I was worried, as I am naturally very picky about the done-ness and size of funnel cake after having eaten so many.
I told Kyle not to short me on the batter, and short me he did not. He just kept pouring it in until I had a funnel cake to rival an entire real cake, and it was cooked to perfection. Not too fried, not too soggy.
Despite this boy's teenage appearance, I have no doubt he is a 4-star Michelin chef, classically trained by the finest funnel cake masters in Paris. I want this boy's salary bumped up immediately, as he is no doubt a master of the funnel. He is probably making at least 100k with these skills, but I say bump it up to a cool half million. Fried dough is Kyle's canvas through which he could paint the next masterpiece. I believe today I ate the Mona Lisa, covered in powdered sugar.
One day I will be rich and famous. I don't want to brag, but I am an awesome singer. I have no doubt I will have an album go platinum very soon. Maybe in the next 48 hours. And if that doesn't happen(for some crazy reason), I am sitting on a collection of 248 Beanie Babies that are probably worth a couple billion dollars by now.
The point of this is, one day I will hire Master Chef Kyle to be my personal funnel cake chef. He will prepare them for me night and day. Funnel cake for breakfast. The post-coitus funnel cake I like to enjoy that usually freaks out my female companions, now Kyle can cook it instead of me rushing off to do so.
Kyle might be the biggest asset you have Disney. Give this man a raise. Give this man Mickey Mouse's job. He will be beloved by more children than that mouse, who makes a horrible funnel cake, by the way.
Kyle made my vacation.
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Dear Disney,
I am writing you this letter today to talk about the great experience I had with a man named Kyle. Now, I consider myself something of a connoisseur of funnel cake. I have traveled the globe eating them in the most exotic locales.
But never have I encountered one as great as that prepared by chef Kyle, a pudgy boy with glasses, who I had serve me today at the Liberty Square Funnel Cake stand. After ordering one, I was worried, as I am naturally very picky about the done-ness and size of funnel cake after having eaten so many.
I told Kyle not to short me on the batter, and short me he did not. He just kept pouring it in until I had a funnel cake to rival an entire real cake, and it was cooked to perfection. Not too fried, not too soggy.
Despite this boy's teenage appearance, I have no doubt he is a 4-star Michelin chef, classically trained by the finest funnel cake masters in Paris. I want this boy's salary bumped up immediately, as he is no doubt a master of the funnel. He is probably making at least 100k with these skills, but I say bump it up to a cool half million. Fried dough is Kyle's canvas through which he could paint the next masterpiece. I believe today I ate the Mona Lisa, covered in powdered sugar.
One day I will be rich and famous. I don't want to brag, but I am an awesome singer. I have no doubt I will have an album go platinum very soon. Maybe in the next 48 hours. And if that doesn't happen(for some crazy reason), I am sitting on a collection of 248 Beanie Babies that are probably worth a couple billion dollars by now.
The point of this is, one day I will hire Master Chef Kyle to be my personal funnel cake chef. He will prepare them for me night and day. Funnel cake for breakfast. The post-coitus funnel cake I like to enjoy that usually freaks out my female companions, now Kyle can cook it instead of me rushing off to do so.
Kyle might be the biggest asset you have Disney. Give this man a raise. Give this man Mickey Mouse's job. He will be beloved by more children than that mouse, who makes a horrible funnel cake, by the way.
Kyle made my vacation.
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Thursday, July 28, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Plans for while Lindsea is gone
1pm WALLOW IN SELF PITY
2pm STARE INTO THE ABYSS
5pm JAZZERCIZE
630pm DINNER WITH MYSELF (I can't cancel that again!)
7pm WRESTLE WITH MY SELF LOATHING
9pm SLIP SLOWLY INTO MADNESS
Miss you baby :). Have a good time :)
2pm STARE INTO THE ABYSS
5pm JAZZERCIZE
630pm DINNER WITH MYSELF (I can't cancel that again!)
7pm WRESTLE WITH MY SELF LOATHING
9pm SLIP SLOWLY INTO MADNESS
Miss you baby :). Have a good time :)
Friday, July 1, 2011
Lindsea's Management TA
Disney's Saratoga Springs Resort and Spa! My home for 3 months!
As most of you already know, I (Lindsea) got a Temporary Assignment as a Guest Show (Housekeeping) Manager at Saratoga Springs Resort and Spa. I'm stoked!!.... and nervous. There will be technical and procedural things I have to learn but nothing I can't handle. Travis was a Housekeeping Manager for 6 months, so if he can do the early mornings, so can I! ;) Speaking of Travis, he is at Wilderness Lodge on another TA as a Guest Service Manager and enjoying it. It's a Deluxe resort, as is Saratoga.
We are being blessed, challenged and enjoying life.
As most of you already know, I (Lindsea) got a Temporary Assignment as a Guest Show (Housekeeping) Manager at Saratoga Springs Resort and Spa. I'm stoked!!.... and nervous. There will be technical and procedural things I have to learn but nothing I can't handle. Travis was a Housekeeping Manager for 6 months, so if he can do the early mornings, so can I! ;) Speaking of Travis, he is at Wilderness Lodge on another TA as a Guest Service Manager and enjoying it. It's a Deluxe resort, as is Saratoga.
We are being blessed, challenged and enjoying life.
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