Saturday, October 9, 2010

Who ever came up with playing with guns?

Devan recently had a break from school and we decided use that time to visit some of our friends in Provo and visit his family. His brother and sister-in-law also came to his parents house and ironically we spent the majority of our time with them... they live seriously 4 apartments away from us. One the main attractions of this trip was that devan's brother brought his guns for us to try our hand at firing a weapon. A skill we will never need but is nevertheless incredibly fun. I can say that my aim was pretty good but my specialty lies in throwing clay pigeons whenever the magic word "PULL" reaches my ears. Here were our supplies-a 22mm, a shotgun and an old Russian war rifle with a ginormous kick.
Its barely in view but we actually had set up several targets to shoot at, some of which were purposely put there to watch the explosion when they are hit ie-a can of spray paint and a few gourds from the garden.
I liked shooting the 22 best, my form is horrible but it was the only picture where I actually looked like a tough-guy.
Devan is a typical boy and LOVED shooting anything he could get his hands on. He even went through an array of characters showing his enthusiasm for playing with things that destroy objects. He always says when we are in nursery, when he was their age he too would only build towers to get the chance to knock something over without getting in trouble. This is the real picture of Devan shooting a gun

Then he notices I'm taking pictures of him...
which makes him turn into John Wayne
next a policeman about to shoot an armed robber
and turns into the robber himself
and last... a dueling gunfighter
These are videos of him and I shooting the vintage russian war rifle. I couldn't figure out how to cock it again and in my moment of being a girl, the rifle wasn't positioned right in my shoulder and as the shot went off, the kick was so hard it felt like my clavicle had snapped, but Lord is very kind and protected me. In the video you can't tell but I'm practically crying under my sunglasses. Devan is always smart and a tough guy so he had no problems.

Needless to say, things are rarely boring around our house. Also, I love my husband and how fun he is and that we can cry laughing, literally slap our knees and fall down at the oddest things that only the other one would see funny. He is my favorite.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

A Summer Like No Other

I have been slacking a bit on my blog posts and am trying to do better. The problem is that we have gotten into a routine and within that routine the same boring things happen again and again. No kids to entertain you or I just an old married couple with seemingly no free time. One thing I really wanted to make note of since living her is the weather. For the 25 years of my life I've lived in relatively mild climates with nice humid summers where the beach was the highlight. Then seasons changed and winter would come and the thing I was most excited about was that I could finally straighten my hair and it would stay that way. Well, it is not that way in Las Vegas NV. Here is a little look(from wikipedia) at what the average temperatures are here (although it seems to be about 110deg everyday).

Month

May

Jun

Jul

Aug

Sep

Record high °F (°C)

109
(42.8)

116
(46.7)

117
(47.2)

116
(46.7)

113
(45)

Average high °F (°C)

87.8
(31)

98.9
(37.17)

104.1
(40.06)

101.8
(38.78)

93.8
(34.33)

Average low °F (°C)

62.9
(17.17)

72.3
(22.39)

78.2
(25.67)

76.7
(24.83)

68.8
(20.44)

Record low °F (°C)

29
(-1.7)

48
(8.9)

56
(13.3)

54
(12.2)

43
(6.1)

Precipitation inches (mm)

0.24
(6.1)

0.08
(2)

0.44
(11.2)

0.45
(11.4)

0.31
(7.9)

Avg. precipitation days (≥ 0.01 in)

1.6

0.7

2.6

3.0

1.9

Sunshine hours

387.5

402.0

390.6

368.9

336.0

this weather doesn't seem to bad until you don't have air conditioning in your car... and we no longer do, well temporarily. Our AC went out tuesday and the shop said they'd have in our new blower by friday. No big deal right... WRONG. Some people call themselves a "cold-wus," well I'm a heat-wus. I try so hard not to get cranky when I'm abnormally hot but my self-mastery isn't there yet and because of that, I was tested with extreme heat. Wednesday on my 30min drive home from work in an ac-less car, there was a detour because of a chemical spill. My normal 30 minute drive home turned into a 90min event. On my way I noticed a thermometer and at 5:30p said 110degrees. Just to make sure you understand, inside a car is usually warmer than outside when the windows are rolled down because of the sun shining in causing a green-house effect, in my case more like a desert-house effect. It was long ride home but I'm proud to say that I made an extra effort to be happy through my wet back and sweat drips in my eye so that I would NEVER EVER have to experience that again.I'm a witness that we need to be tried multiple times in order to change our attitudes permanently. The same thing happened everyday on the way home from work, traffic was horrible for some reason and stop-&-go traffic consumed 90-120 minutes of my day. Basically the lesson is that if you HHAATTEE something, you'll learn to get used to it. I still hate it but don't HATE it, so I think I'm improving.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

New City, New Apartment

You know, this blogging stuff isn't as easy as I thought. I feel like I need to take graphic design classes in order for pictures to be placed where I want them to be. Needless to say, these pictures are NOT where I wanted them to be.
Here are some before and after shots of our new apartment, the before's on the left and after's on the right. In our last apartment, the walls were yellow, the ceiling white and the carpet, brownish gray...UGLY. So we took advantage of our new fortune of many rooms and decorated. We painted, which made the insane asylum white quickly disperse, and put up pictures actually using nails. Its strange but being able to decorate our own space actually makes me feel like I've taken a very realistic step toward adulthood.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Catch up

When I was playing 3 sports in high school, people would ask me which my favorite one was and I always without fail would tell them it was the one I was playing at the time. The same thing when i was a missionary, people would ask me what my favorite area was and I always said the one I was currently in. From that, I've found that my life keeps getting better and better. I do think my life is my favorite now more than ever but I wanted to look back on some of the fun things Devan and I have been able to do in this 1.5 years.
We grew older
Learned yoga together
I learned how to wrestle from a State Champ and lost 2 on 1
Went to Samoa and New Zealand
and swam/held with sea turtles
and slid on the same rocks they did on survivorLost horribly to these kids in a Samoan game that makes absolutely no sense...to me
So far, so good and more to come.












Thursday, July 15, 2010

Welcome...



Through much coaxing by some fabulous bloggers I know, I have decided to start a blog. Since I have a year without really knowing what I'm going to do until I start Physician Assistant school, I need as much to do as I can get to bide my time until I start the hardest 2.3333 years of my life. When I was 18 I coached a 7th grade volleyball team and everyday they begged and begged me to tell them a story about my life. To them, my life was fascinating and they couldn't get enough. The reality is I found a way to overemphasize things that for some reason kept them on the edge of the bleachers. Hopefully, that talent will re-emerge and you readers will stay interested. If not, I'm sorry and I know a blog(thewinthropchronicles) that will entertain you with the cutest children in the world and interesting stories.