Winter, oh I mean, Spring Break 2009

Here are some of the highlights of March 23-28, 2009...

Joseph and I are getting more life insurance. It's never fun to discuss the inevitability of death with your spouse, but it's all about self reliance I guess...

JP and I took the older kids to the Titanic exhibit at the museum. It was really good! I saw the same exhibit at the ZCMI Center in Salt Lake a few years ago. When you are admitted into the museum, you are given a boarding pass with an actual identity of one of Titanic's passengers. The boarding pass gives interesting facts about your passenger such as their age, destination, reason for traveling, people you are traveling the Titanic with, and boarding class status. All four of us had 1st class passengers; in fact, Josh occupied the most expensive suite on the Titanic. JP was a celebrated French sculptor going to Canada to present some of his art work and I was a 23-year old woman who was traveling to get her mind off of her 'impending divorce.' Emma was returning from attending a relative's funeral in London. You don't get to see your fate until you finish the entire exhibit and see the memory wall, which has a list of passengers listed under 1st Class, survivors and 'lost' and 2nd and third Class listed accordingly. The kids' favorite part was the ice wall, where the temperature of the ice was the same temperature of the Atlantic water that fateful night. So your chances of surviving were higher if you were a woman and if you were first class. Incidentally, Emma's person was the only one who perished in our company:( (See the first picture--kids holding boarding passes and replica first class dining plate) After the museum, JP took us to lunch at "Hot Diggity Dog", a yummy little hot dog joint. (100% real beef, might I add, because that's how we roll...)

Thursday we bought a trampoline. So fun! We have yet to get the enclosure put up. JP's waiting for warmer temperatures. (Darn that weather!)

Friday I took the kids to a matinee of "Bedtime Stories." Josh stayed behind to help Daddy assemble the trampoline. Who knew Adam Sandler could have a PG rating?

Friday night our Mud Lake cousins came for sloppy joes and a sleep over. This is a special treat because our family doesn't do sleep overs with friends. And Saturday, after we ate blueberry pancakes, bacon and orange juice, we took our cousins with us to Heise Hot Springs and pizza parlor. Holy cow, that's an expensive bath. Oh well, a good time was had by all, and I love the chance to prance around in my swim wear since I had my tummy tuck and breast augmentation. (just kidding). And I have to admit, after you see my hubster in a camouflage speedo, wet with sulfur-smelling mineral water, you'll never want to look at another man again. Candy for the eyes, I'm tellin' ya. He's my man! (To be said with a sultry southern accent.)

Now we're back in the swing of life again... practicing violin/piano, homework, scouts, soccer and earlier bedtimes. We're looking forward to General Conference this weekend. I'm confident we will find answers to our most pressing personal concerns if we listen with a prayer in our hearts. (And if the chitlins cooperate.)