tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86340387960590936792024-03-05T08:54:51.805-08:00The Life and Times of the SnidersHello Everyone! This is our way of making it easier for our family and friends around the world to stay updated on what is going on with us. Since the kids are growing so fast and we are never in the same place for too long, we thought this was the way to go. We hope you all enjoy! Please feel free to leave a comment or drop us an email and let us know what you think or what you and yours are up to.Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-21204522752858609552010-09-19T21:24:00.001-07:002010-10-12T09:26:49.948-07:00Wrapping Up The Summer And Heading to School<div align="left">Well, it has now been about 2 1/2 months since I last posted. I sat down about 3 weeks ago to start a new post and ended up stuck only half way through downloading pics. There are lots of pics to share in this one, so I hope you all enjoy.</div><br /><br /><br />So, Noah came home to Alaska in mid July. He had a great time in MN with family and friends, but we were ready for him to be back home with us. He was home for two weeks and then it was off to Ranch Camp at Camp Li-Wa. He attended Camp Li-Wa last year, but was not old enough to be in Ranch Camp, so he was very excited to have that opportunity this year. In Ranch Camp you learn how to care for and ride horses. He even got to sleep out like a real cowboy.<br /><br /><br /><br />During the week that he was at Ranch Camp, he turned 9 (2nd year in a row). So, we headed out to join him for dinner at camp on his birthday and brought him a few cupcakes to celebrate. It's Mommy's way of breaking up the week so it doesn't seem so long. (Shhh!!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526927551586368498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacf6eN0jmdFwz1vbQaxjLEutk8zDZEcrtS7YRHQzEs9l5U5T1BQW1vSE7zOWbjEbrLqCv2HCkJylsjwCsFKgI0LwH9u5JfjIvQUv6VP-hkibQyvg1Pabev4uJerT16XFTjxGzX_UMSs0/s320/DSC_0189.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah, his camp counselor and the two other cowboys that he had Ranch Camp with.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526927558605190850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsr5xdCaquC6nvph3PkfBlYyq-kfWjD8YDZ0Klm_U2XJQkBInGmZRAlh-PAuuyZonhga4QZV68YQnKrMFkp82aD4BXcIikT3ORqA7rSivyS-oxPJGRriC39OK-kmhqvNNpv9PdQ4tRLlk/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Happy 9th Birthday Noah!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526927566004647618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzEFN-0RY2wtEuugbjEqjHAp9wUeif3nvDqUzBCq5sSjuJD4ziYo400f46Ji_vNJU06OKN-nBMfzeS7FvMtXaWIa2Z2mE5aWr-3qWmb6EQ181D2qphIQxj__9XOI6T2EfGuLIm1G1z_o/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah's camp site for the week. </div><br /><div align="center">(I won't share the pic of the inside of the boys tent, let's just say hurricane.)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526924643459533170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwkJFIx_Dgj3FXn77as4iiZAUvMdDVF2Sz2DP2JdMTlSNi406BN2CxNbmDGUUHfipcjTosHl7J1dku2mBzr8XPu-UVye1tLkpRXh7ZKzT9zTbnUmmXNvVPNN1UlPVORLvbUWf3dtd9m2k/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah riding his horse (for the week), Chuey at the program they did the end of the week.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526924653493602482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0x0TGFC1OYfRU1Z8M0DN51HY-G-0kXlydOAxwMKiSyHcU7wzi9DXv0DSW0_1Ir7IRdgQCli4XnZk75aILb_XWlQPz4NXmasSj2pWYbqnFepx_Hk5Uf2dUuAxu71GxSZt65SHDKwzGjiI/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">The tack room.</div><br /><div align="center">(All the ranch campers were responsible for keeping it clean.)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526924663331893010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFN6QuzSX0q0pMdSZkO7-p7odXytYtFam1gZkn1ql_xNbrYU3s3pqBa0PqBsT-vOgG3gSMsrvl9VdfPNK6keDoBp-0fvJ-02MwXER9AK43GOAkrVCEJTvS5Fy2DL94VTYt92w-HWqXFI/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah & Chuey</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526924670512895490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTUYcKukdzjTCzg4fBYOS_S05AczHSEy054yl-F1lh874TtceZRWk6RLtm91_3haWY7gMvR056IoouSH2Nkb4E0Qo08VxVJ-MNwe5L-jEPadI56n89HklYPlx6um62DOl0doEjUhionU/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah & his counselor, "Leatherman".</div><br /><br /><br />Since his birthday was while he was in camp, we held his party with friends after camp. He decided he wanted a MN Vikings birthday party this year, so that's what we did. As a surprise, when he came home, he walked into a newly decorated MN Vikings room. He was very surprised and excited. I was happy that I got the comforter, pillows and curtains done in time.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526927570053722194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb4epTI83JqFZ97EfCUC5TFYrzi_v7KGmi1eRbso9xeQ1vfb6gu6mbHCmC-vOBWR7s_o1Vhxazpjau4-FkmvS8Y78FGBQJ1H85s9DsbiQ9wDxZ6Num6CrIzuSCm1haUOr3Z1s7I6lqTMU/s320/DSC_0197.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Skol Vikings!</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526924673554911586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-U13Cg6rTiWgW5ezz9Plpag_tOsK5WU_NaNfrivmFpUll_lnC4GYF41pqoiUyMHRfXG61gqHwW-oIzQtOA_QFhMljFo4FweGpfs2YGcT2t8nBAfmM5-Ps0TphkwtJSN3YJjQ61vhUI1A/s320/DSC_0240.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah & Paige being sweet to one another before Noah's birthday party.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526932986447046562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCaLN6gLFXaZnQmrYUwvzEqg1J-Z86M2ZfYzpsAq6iLFy19f1UUKcJjLxmHD2rR655vCkcxT3xuyICl4AaCdv_njfBpBWLSGGcw_PwiFPkISjugCwgYjtG8e3qSUFoaPgQ32E7JxchNiI/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Thank you Grandma Pauline for finding and sending the Vikings balloon.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923793547369730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJtkz1uJHOpcJSgovk2s2Wkr7oaunuJ_27K5DjL48ZD7wNv4fOINpPQcJjmHPZIsOcLCGI5ubPrK43XyVr-pF7wGFpSLCJfrwegRXOxbGCN4AtVJp25fEOPNvYPXC-tK6jjIYewdOaCg/s320/DSC_0251.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923807078596178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvkeBt0X32yB878H5x70GzvpO2hRJw5VGJw0MJyytO-zO4_z-aV0iCoGIySyaywoDfwQYtxGG_PmO3qfeWFU7ZsRKpr6XYVxgm7vfbTdCmAZgTjpkjO0yUDQ6ETEsR7-WCE3WaE4d9fLY/s320/DSC_0256.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br />The beginning of August brought the Tanana Valley Fair. It is like the county fair here in Fairbanks. We took the kids for an evening and had a good time riding rides, eating yummy fair food and seeing all the animals.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923002555827890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7PyR9s0CkL2x-gKWzKaNdpdAVGasJo-ErWVRHAMX74aGgjhZoZy7r0yZc2_TQ9jz0lo0SPhsFDunKTqKlcW9G4zFGvtmklcWDmC_kmpbNMe94Kjd1w8GQF47YwAOhb_8CvrI1A68Hr2Q/s320/DSC_0311.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah & Daddy on the Tilt-a-Whirl.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922994113174226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZ-9z5RT-oC7ejeAahvwyiQ-Uqmy4mPzCluidecxsta5RBGMJJqOZAaDImZ5A9OQw3ZNNMmRMeGKeciDbQI4ZCRNAb3NRBXvIYPRcXbucC-SpAiw-s10GodL6dzNQwf5pX8GRan62I70/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Paige & Mommy on the big slide.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922986168964226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kmiPe_BAfoijgNR9FLjBxXYbyYmui-4gLrctt07ptOlbW5P5p_W0XThgkCrDayRTDeeFgUDF-bresCpXD4VgU6lmVrts8iktB6DJzt9nimHlb9OSP2le5iRMVyfXHA7FXBbsgaE2M2A/s320/DSC_0285.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah stuck in the "fun" house. Don't worry, we got him out. ;-)</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922978929009106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8IufJfMA180pIleVwUL26yVefNohqtC-s5w_nd2hhdm-bgVajUCEQ9wyuuvUef5D6HipfIc0_xFSqpNeBlQiiH98OureymCISof3BIxMg1ZujRciTr_eK7fdiHP4cI12IYWfSq1Hv0w/s320/DSC_0281.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Paigey loved the kiddy rides . . . </div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922968786610690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHQDM32EGagEwRK92HXvOC-NMxwAThYBJnNl5eN212tr8DUT8-jVMsg3PdLqIpru_sORPP8GwjFvUNCYMgpUgA4GkBBMHzuFGLV5y9agdAIsY6m4z4fgVwpcopTBjTauS4RI24PtoM-Y/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">. . . especially the Merry Go Round.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921884348501330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOconO8IYBKxygG1EtEySm2FRLmCw9dtQQesvqftcQfi3GUe67KBTyfdCYvjRwQ4fb2kf1WNX_R5vLTviYixZ5cDTV1xgAhQ1gpN1KpHf-o4prLR27sRvDbAto2WULEAKu_mkFotSkk0/s320/DSC_0315.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">I'm glad Jerry finally has someone to ride rides with him. We'll see how long it lasts.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Sometime in the first week of August, we got a call from MN informing us that Jerry's grandma was not doing well. So, we made the arrangements and made the trip back to MN for the second half of August. It was a good and not good two weeks, but I think we are both glad we made the trip back to see Grandma Holtzbauer.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">We had the opportunity to see family and friends while we were back. We had a nice cookout at Jerry's aunt's with his cousins and another uncle and aunt.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921874234340290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQKSDu8lwpHXKA51GUfhu6hSqzD5dlhrCsocki37mOz_jMkOlmi4xTMjygSk7Em6barzGOSvYlFZ_p_aQRx52mHBqWWe42TUGbStWJGwoZCb8ZYmCPjB97CftZS3Njy9vPw5PpQ9REejM/s320/DSC_0333.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Jerry with his Aunt Barb and cousins, Jason & Josh.</div><br /><br /><br />We spent a little time up north visiting my family. My brother Aaron & his family came up to my mom's for a day and we enjoyed seeing them, since the girls are growing so quickly.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921862525857986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQjS31b9GiP5xajpfUNyQqN8Bbu-06mwK7FkK3DTMeawxocyWORFZrniRt0gzMedcR5p_fKmFX5TjwRqSxaz1o3rq9oQo4Ud7GRZmFcBbfaCuLCcx2yp8QU3KJqTnWq_1vawHK74OOxI/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Samantha, Aubree, Noah & Paige - Cousins</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921844009084994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1F2hBe_4iLLyIBQykWrKS4EDNFi8aUb-_X5Fo28j3Cu-NGw_5QTRMgX0co36dbkVl_uNbWDtolEhHlMoiF53Nw1lhWhDv5Kz9CSV4Rok1Xez58Y4gvePTn8tjZCmHhxs0WjbG82I7JCY/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Paige with Uncle Aaron.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921831946916466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoA-WKCrVXe0lntNYwhydDqZBBXbvhHorjoEHWTMk9ij3gQ7Dx2e0YfgAeqRdnie5IpLEGf82i63ZThB05PYjtaUu5Sstkbwoga_UMxymUV0p_A5PnqnYiAo7EeH2U5Mx9PEFmVHuy7NU/s320/DSC_0348.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Sammy & Paige.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518858957076012786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVTbGhtl1SBe_If7gxTdF3cl4cxhvdef91LodeHqUHYdhXIBBQ33mFq3E1hcWUN-LT0T7cioLRQO66gZhFVmGVYhuPT3oTVvjA7YlEi3Ilif3-hyCI7y6GFaVjBqXu19XHmxENRl9UQxM/s320/DSC_0455.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Me, Paige, Mom & Noah.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518862650240180770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgze4HzP42lEzgrDkFM8sQBlayKwdfWVhEP8zFBlyb1pWjzQK5V6muntXBxQlUVMvFFmZ7HMYD9y4lsCTXmN0ikMi60ev1S0_zrv_Ki2TeYIXpqBdQrBSqITqL6KFoWu-7-tzUsDTPamf0/s320/DSC_0450.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Grandma & the kids.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">We even got a chance to relax one evening out at the lake with my best friend, Kelly, and her family. The kids got to play in the lake and go for a boat ride and enjoy the fire.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518862626470826306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLGS9Pz8FQxORTProzpBUg9y_l1U4X-bWhl68phuSnk15V8OqaKtb0J9f0Yc6PjKsl05O9aWV6KG4DQj1xyaJmy70yBXHWHA4yDN-PQJlG3sdYfDoS6kZbTyfV3w6Yfe9PQpBMAFVs_M/s320/DSC_0423.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Love the lakes of MN.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518862615535682082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwC0jilywY7L9OUOS2VdlgP_4s3P9x8pgMU218UctYbdSLRgR6KkJ4WXOI0s6imYxfbfMI79omB87Z9tRr7m5bHsairlBRE2PeMyH4sjijKUUirCFtMRObRs3c5U1jaGhiCLWpZlBYOO8/s320/DSC_0412.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Paige & Will playing in the "sand box".</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518862641893677378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHpDOyZPAB0pUeq72WqS2ETEb67TeL2y34536JguYnIenbbsrRdModOpa7PSf6QU6x-UtQCT8d9oxgTU2F1e5ge23A4jIIo4bkR-ifeA0kYDBaIVo4wVHT77N1ovKGxE3mRebMax4nl_E/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Paige, Lucas, Will & Noah. - Those are some cute kids!</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518862629963543314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxCdijP_Y8kZIG7rh2ThIVgP46iozZi1B7TSwTwUoRGBcaqGB2hYmzFzIMm6tn9c5kiqbBV3ea8FOgTn2B8Q6-48QOeHvkFgwwqrMvKc7mJ4Wq8ewZPvWJLS550eoDZYlRAfPQMLBLN2s/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Kelly & Will & I - not our best pic ever.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Since we were up north, it was important for me that we spend some time with each of my sets of grandparents. I am so blessed to still have all four of my grandparents, and I want so much for my kids to have memories of their great grandmas and grandpas. We spent a bit of time with Grandma Bea & Papa and also saw them at the Itasca County Fair, since they were working there.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526930743655519250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMswgeHCabXZmY-nDzWB2rkNHHl6NPea8irEJ_nUvAz2PxTg2Ock8iXKGfxHwSryqNNvQRvb9xloqd5rHYy1Ilz5j3Bi_IsKxT5BVB-KmgFDbk-99vC7uUiGTe3MQnDNEvGBDI_U7h4s/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Papa, Paige, Me, Noah & Grandma Bea.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">We also spent a day up at my Grandma & Grandpa Wirtz's place. My dad and Carrie joined us for the day there, so it was nice to be surrounded by family. Of course, you can't get out of Grandma's house without having eaten something. She is part of the reason I love cooking and hospitality. Thanks for the great new pumpkin (squash) bar recipe, Gram.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">The kids even got the treat of seeing a MN black bear while we were up visitng Great Grandma Ruth & Great Grandpa Herman. They had said when we got there that they had a bear in the yard the night before. It has been visiting them on and off since the spring. Just after we finished eating lunch, we noticed out the window that the bear was back for a mid-day visit. He was quickly scared off, and Dad, Grandpa, Jerry & Noah proceeded to set up the live trap in case he returned.</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526931153934057810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWXaaiB6irGYf1iVHV3xn6F-9tGBZJ2Pfi8OpPX8YmGmG565Gi2TQWtJXQ2XY150-_X6HGqf4cmNnDAimzjJW5BPYf_E0Ou2UN4LM7NEC6camncoPwBit6syD-q7NIKZ0rEByEZtZigfk/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" /> </div><div align="center">Grandpa Herman, Me & Grandma Ruth.<br /><br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6t7_rMh2_xTLTdKtFNMEw3q4wtbwUx-MT9VZJrZYX_rzuLuKepqjOtegiqoD0VcD2dgQEqWvZ8RX2l5ITsPq1YF8QOH6n4If1UfAaha17jCp3lk_u1yQ2QYQyxNeBxhG6azdlUB54_QE/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518861559572561906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6t7_rMh2_xTLTdKtFNMEw3q4wtbwUx-MT9VZJrZYX_rzuLuKepqjOtegiqoD0VcD2dgQEqWvZ8RX2l5ITsPq1YF8QOH6n4If1UfAaha17jCp3lk_u1yQ2QYQyxNeBxhG6azdlUB54_QE/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" /></a> Me & Dad<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILxhOWj2WdQdyYDkh529LgPFXAdenSuQwzoTYVAhkdWzJFG4CiS8RSkMFfkt4LrMcL8HNilnSElNhNzNf457_LGXzlIFpjOXZXajmvV3gDVaGj-U-Afzb1h-g2pftp5I7TjuLIUi9YhM/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518861549998297186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILxhOWj2WdQdyYDkh529LgPFXAdenSuQwzoTYVAhkdWzJFG4CiS8RSkMFfkt4LrMcL8HNilnSElNhNzNf457_LGXzlIFpjOXZXajmvV3gDVaGj-U-Afzb1h-g2pftp5I7TjuLIUi9YhM/s320/DSC_0397.JPG" /></a>Carrie, Dad & the kids.<br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQaQA0BwRslzT2oND6wPL8HEDDvTaollkModi6ga3jewWTmqrppxTDLcZM8G7iiqb2RMnOS_Arl4xAx5sIoHujzfU51Tpa3JL9mwcZnsMWcW4m-PkdGDUSOj3wNBEz5_YC6SWnwrOPV8/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518861522314490626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQaQA0BwRslzT2oND6wPL8HEDDvTaollkModi6ga3jewWTmqrppxTDLcZM8G7iiqb2RMnOS_Arl4xAx5sIoHujzfU51Tpa3JL9mwcZnsMWcW4m-PkdGDUSOj3wNBEz5_YC6SWnwrOPV8/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" /></a>Paigey loved riding the ponies at the Itasca County Fair.<br /></div><br /><div align="left">During our time in the cities, we stayed with Jerry's Aunt Laura and her family. We had a great time visitng with them, as always. Of course, we spent as much time as possible with Jerry's grandpa and also visit Grandma in the nursing home. As hard as I think it was for him to have people around sometimes, I think Grandpa enjoyed having the kids around for short periods of time. He showed them how to build with some of his building sets, and they thought that was pretty special.</div><div> </div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518858985747781346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTG3FtuZ1QSov7w8SmpVZJ1fkm2KQPZtLJWAtPjQ_KactzR3_C-8CavCjJwT3lNd-_JS6egNilTZGjE7cMGdz1T6g2nH8B8o4v1F78wVcrh-QXJEtoZQkAJuEvRrcpnM2Dq5ZgGmoTxA/s320/DSC_0466.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Four generations - Noah, Great Grandpa Holtzbauer, Grandma Jean & Jerry.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518858976514351426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHGc8ews5qYL2RWzoaqjTmYvf6AzW1H2WaHpO8sw-rJdXnQOlSKgUdfmHMEAtRKdRem_xsn7ZAAWsN7Ad265rrY3t3J0Ys5cYyrhMVKk4Dkl1hTj-KQthpWQYuF0DWidyFXPhycGEZZQE/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518858968568349410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD0nlCPx_J1pZr9fVwxMg5LTjl0yVvxVrWulBUza6KFT4Qz-69nIsZxhzQnyf37ra2hjaasthD_OTsOU0XJ7FrvfH8um3HLmwuvMYn_oOs9eM7r7A6XHj7DxCRFzU_3MHkI26URXtD6_4/s320/DSC_0456.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Grandma and the kids.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">The day before we left MN, the State Fair started, and we were able to go with Jerry's Aunt Laura & Uncle Jerry, as well as his cousin Audry and her two boys, Jack & Alex. Gotta love the MN State Fair.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNgQB7fNC1XC0Ybpg9UcNUmduUh5ySMEfs42i3BgzFFR6m6F5pF8asm7v8KIzsZ1keJ72AuodGRtWcxNSDOChIMa_iPqS5ko5Byn4tgg7fyhjkDx-CAZBAocP5MpnE-JAQo9Qbxg6b3Bo/s1600/DSC_0470.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518858995725694050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNgQB7fNC1XC0Ybpg9UcNUmduUh5ySMEfs42i3BgzFFR6m6F5pF8asm7v8KIzsZ1keJ72AuodGRtWcxNSDOChIMa_iPqS5ko5Byn4tgg7fyhjkDx-CAZBAocP5MpnE-JAQo9Qbxg6b3Bo/s320/DSC_0470.JPG" /></a>Alex, Paige, Jack & Noah at the "farm" exhibit at the State Fair.<br /><br /><div><div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518857165127075746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxElz9XCeEvUwf2Yuy7RBllT7YeRTPjCryrLW6UDM0WE1bPgoiFNlwvKFIeUnvwm2PiucJFsMxzk8KTZfaL-fNwkvtb2RgsHGLp1HglHHmVzUdWiE52A3mzg2VkLdrLppZYI4Y-1wQXJs/s320/DSC_0509.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">Jerry and Aunt Laura went on this ridiculous ride that whips you around in circles from ground level up to (I think) 10 stories. Whatever it was, it looked like more than my stomach could handle.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518857153810854370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZfJOuuHu7NyrE3eHrugH5Mko8hFCfTQFJ_lnpLSlV3MhhGzIwJRfiEHW31-Vs1to9G9km8NpewrlJ4iEBMYXRNvecdbOpqQtoWZr7dLx7ouQWFnyeGPNLAWf4MCjzsPnLVumrAb9g96g/s320/DSC_0499.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Noah had some fun on the bungee tramps.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518857171103710450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMuPKAKH5pQbaejIQQJnUpJXwoNGxKU4cwzjsu-KDDl-ByI_O2K17lpv3jEEgvrX3_owbZf1BhDNMgOY6quCpvdZEjI_ZEMS3tu0haVp6LaVBmTzOcHsw0Ktr9q710T6Pex_9hBQPOGSU/s320/DSC_0514.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Just before flying out, I was able to spend a short (too short) bit of time with Andrea, who is also one of my best friends. Love you girl!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">When we left Alaska to go to MN, it was beautiful and warm. When we returned, it was wet and much chillier. However, we did return to some beautiful colors. The next few pics were from our drive back up from Anchorage.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QwTP2mlzRH-3q88e8A6aZg3aaEMhd4xIJPAEacBKc69f1JTE67DQJB8sEG5tPUOPiXwV6RTXMyikcT6lo7hhBGn0Ko2kGfAPABoTFhMK3bEYSq0CIXAE7GZK5FZyXsZSd5NnwbnvNM0/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518857186363218658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QwTP2mlzRH-3q88e8A6aZg3aaEMhd4xIJPAEacBKc69f1JTE67DQJB8sEG5tPUOPiXwV6RTXMyikcT6lo7hhBGn0Ko2kGfAPABoTFhMK3bEYSq0CIXAE7GZK5FZyXsZSd5NnwbnvNM0/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" /></a> <div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZuSr0fvcCuu6jMrukhIUOtG14ZacdG9nGcdFHG65iKZWb3tBv4QPs8oiyWqlN8DoMUIgE668Iov5fPBijt548w8S-6Cv-NSMv7lU2y7QzrRwNq5JGKwZTAKXmU_HVwy35IJ-G8ZQmd-w/s1600/DSC_0517.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518857174287943618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZuSr0fvcCuu6jMrukhIUOtG14ZacdG9nGcdFHG65iKZWb3tBv4QPs8oiyWqlN8DoMUIgE668Iov5fPBijt548w8S-6Cv-NSMv7lU2y7QzrRwNq5JGKwZTAKXmU_HVwy35IJ-G8ZQmd-w/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" /></a> <div><div><br /><div align="left">While we were in MN school stared here in Alaska, so Noah missed the first week and a half of school. We did get to do a little bit of school clothes shopping back in MN though, which was nice since there are a total of about 4 stores we have to choose from up here. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Noah was actually excited to get back and see his friends again, and was also very excited about his 4th grade teacher. Yep, I wrote 4th grade. Where has time gone?<br /><br /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518854627252799234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6P6yJrDtFzS6JorlwERTGz1Zy5SwUWHp3dIhj_vAEKAhqM7cMUdLiPUg5Ap66L3rtbmlNa7CYOBBlAWTsb6nu7OAJOIF1QJ5A6eDpULMzxVSC9J_wDNsOk6nyEzpNd49uxXvO01jlw8U/s320/DSC_0527.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Noah's first day of 4th grade.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">Fall this year in Fairbanks was quite long (for up here), and we tried to get out and enjoy it as much as possible. One of my favorite places to go and enjoy a good walk in the woods is to Creamer's Field. Paige and her best friend, Cali and Cali's mom, Kristin and I went one day to let the girls burn some energy.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518854636187307826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfHZ6sbhhBBqMyR8sac9HO41SZVrVvOhgs-m8VkA9IDGNdDA5r-Wrtw1uONfuNi6WDqgkuDSPAESY0fwmo5q4Meg0Uka1CCvhr3KO4buYRJ9WI3h13zpu10rULE7G7w5xYtK5I5sAyvg/s320/DSC_0528.JPG" /></div><br /><div>In the spring, summer and the fall there are tons of migratory birds out in the field. These were mostly Canadian Geese, but there were also some Sandhill Cranes and numerous ducks.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518853699604009682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpw71IWXqoZpOnka2GMnk6KTOStm11eOxkLWXzdQIJxbAx42r2N6-vwxMoKTb8yzvg7odhOwDkIxe65JrFpcdrpEKk2vKXKD-E9dL-wjf14FI9B_1-8gtyEHcmY6vgyalDoHnVSyTQn-w/s320/DSC_0555.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0B8e5Boxhv2mKPRUShpHCx_G4ru6FFZx3xm5FS_dzJzzi_XKjGPcbDkxUKTaDzyQ5phpNNVigepYlVrLt0_n-wNLHhYR9g7UaquisaPB5TZ1vypAWe14leb6wVF6jSsWmXefckM5F7X4/s1600/DSC_0539.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518854645207707138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0B8e5Boxhv2mKPRUShpHCx_G4ru6FFZx3xm5FS_dzJzzi_XKjGPcbDkxUKTaDzyQ5phpNNVigepYlVrLt0_n-wNLHhYR9g7UaquisaPB5TZ1vypAWe14leb6wVF6jSsWmXefckM5F7X4/s320/DSC_0539.JPG" /></a> Paige<br /></div><div><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518854615328329698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRsolhxazUjWJdHvjr6L_ui5Kg_qc6kk05g_XL_ahn5MofS5XDhVEGZhG-dL4ns19ujJFQoTMtm_gKrOZUDGIzrhPsiIbUO4wazwpcL94-8jKLm23BaDx96859Bk6ojzgP9_ZimwYlRs/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" /> </div><div>Paigey's Best Friend, Cali.<br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518853683791755586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTo29kbctSkKzfzNbMojcoEuDB_HOx_-qi6EuJ_IQRCMP7Q0MVDz0mdZnfs4QWWT8ZjqdQynsgySPgKMMO1HO64-iQfQLhdfzlF6ECM0ghYt9jnuSREp7PINQ4XLH8QRGDN5SpsYlMFXI/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518853690791190002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqClRIox194Jmw5miGATdrZ8RrHR7IHnIUJpqk425EFJWE7VM_uklgnfMCMsTOB3RitF4_JRtGTIqMYRMIH0OA7qBCFxYimsgP7_VZK49xiWJ7jov1ZGnA9Dc6evkSOD-qvaarMcyixok/s320/DSC_0548.JPG" /></div><div align="left">Just about 2 1/2 weeks after we got back from our trip to MN, Paige turned 3. Just enough time to get settled in and start feeling like we were hitting our stride in a new routine. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">She loves Diego, so while we were in MN we were able to find some Diego decorations and have a fun little Diego party with a few of her little friends around here. It wasn't much, but I think she had a good time. Where has 3 years gone? She is so much fun (most of the time) right now. She is definitely getting to be more independent and I think soon we will be done with potty training.</div><div align="left"> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851938802368114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJexuslxAjzhGbeIg9Vl6xruu9OsWP_7OAfB2Wo6IADeEyMw_TeCvYsVhSarRoyC0qKzGlTs0G3OkS3uFWnIBpAUsU7cM69XcRmkqYC6pQAhxG4u7pFd1tTAE8ZdlCJJb-UUn2i2SGMw/s320/DSC_0614.JPG" /></div><div>Paigey's cake. Go Paigey Go!</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851931309795154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHX94I-8ROP-GcnvoAU_W4czrUC20Smox33BaiANpR_uhnzL8_qbXi0FVSI7rg2eMRPpGyUn3mW5OGM2qOe9tOfcdIeZyMOgvFRmqNqKrGv1pQIbI2WYBtngTzUkHvW8xK0ZhLJnYCSy4/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" /></div><div>She played shy when everyone was singing her "Happy Birthday!"</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851923573692322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0pggyGit8QQRckHcKt5uusVtoBur3aWUml7dI7OtzUCxsEKNgahhKhn2zb4qoMxqdf_mryZyTUZNQkOvnPn-XOWpMCkukI2jLW9i4WJhVFn46cIgmqZAXmP2GPK8f-HxTM1bA_LRWhk/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" /></div><div>Blowing out the candles.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnuC8Xra0WKnXB3aL9hVsbzqURtw_CRvzJxznq66HLqR0hcqjciwl2EnD9B3NBDl9f-dXy3sd1crw5xT5b9XiTjndVzJ1RcKodF_C_rJlzhyphenhyphenF-TDYlELZuh3260XC_EAejU3NHHg0sTs/s1600/DSC_0635.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518853716593028994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnuC8Xra0WKnXB3aL9hVsbzqURtw_CRvzJxznq66HLqR0hcqjciwl2EnD9B3NBDl9f-dXy3sd1crw5xT5b9XiTjndVzJ1RcKodF_C_rJlzhyphenhyphenF-TDYlELZuh3260XC_EAejU3NHHg0sTs/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" /></a> Paige and her new Jesse doll. Two little cowgirls!<br /><div><div><div><br /><div align="left">Before I finish out this post, I wanted to also share with you a few pics that I recently took of the Northern Lights. Now that we are finally getting darkness at night again, they are showing up more and more. I finally figured out how to get my camera to take decent pictures of them, so I am hoping to get a lot more of them throughout the winter. I hope you enjoy seeing them. I love to share the beauty of Alaska with anyone that wants to see it, because we are so blessed with so much of it all around us.</div><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518853711940056018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJGS7ofDS4mQKQuiwCW-gWALM4efrIeY_5Hv9dbtCvmi4yAV7ruc-ecDkjEW-owu0gK4SeXag1isfUIayNr9l-9Hor5aG4sr5P5DwY5idln1reoSZEF2p45J_ALh1HFhtTMG8i_1yVgec/s320/DSC_0600.JPG" /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKhIBAavpQMHnYcnjRo5VsiNp4SnrzT_X1md8VhvKVG2iVGK02HZWW-gNCSUYEXqqsqcIYeBDWhIS06Jti6VJb3FXZUt76vlebcXkQ8eFwHnohIEMPw9Sf9Rr1hWgXSFVaozHQk73S6Q/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851908596787570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKhIBAavpQMHnYcnjRo5VsiNp4SnrzT_X1md8VhvKVG2iVGK02HZWW-gNCSUYEXqqsqcIYeBDWhIS06Jti6VJb3FXZUt76vlebcXkQ8eFwHnohIEMPw9Sf9Rr1hWgXSFVaozHQk73S6Q/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-13848585157584568332010-07-26T22:16:00.000-07:002010-07-27T17:38:33.936-07:00A July's Worth of Pictures!Well Paige and I started the month of July winging it by ourselves. Jerry ended up going for some training in South Carolina unexpectedly, so our 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> of July plans had to altered slightly. Originally, we were to go as a family (minus Noah) with our friends, the Grahams, to Valdez to celebrate the 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> of July weekend. With Jerry gone and returning home on the 3rd, Paige and I headed down on the 1st and drove back a day early on the 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> to get home to Jerry. <br /><br />Valdez is beautiful and we had a great time with the Grahams. Great views, plenty of wildlife, fishing and time with friends; other than having Jerry and Noah with us, it couldn't have been a better weekend. <br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498467424840324242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HWF90R7xPmoi0zIHfV2OcU2rtz8gZzO1QJRcbQoJhOw1_xpz8_Ih2EPf9mK26ctA74hQqRBGlXD3jNN4pQAVhsPFYURkQbUOEUi2ehFFGW84hm9nBInUx43ZdUcFEsDCTfAhNWieKj0/s320/DSC_0870.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Paige enjoying the view from the small boat harbor in Valdez, while we waited for Floyd to come in and pick us up for some halibut fishing.</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498467416534068242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5oHv_wGyR-n0FocYnfYwWO4fyhPBDJPDYOFvKKSR-s5VUOgTZV4XTdqppsSe_o9_XCLolvJpm2tUY4vv4K4VfLsHXghJlZya8yce0yNTBIyZeyEr6YLCuY-IpJpFCHQ4CFzyO-WBTUY/s320/DSC_0872.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJy0yKFAp0GeB6Hh1kkN2v1OJM9oXfcWqDz93TYbcpTIKsiRjKxKwlkoUwlKrHRJ-3fMijJRgZq1D0SCjQ8dlLuaZBI18EA_i90JgLWds1hytrn55H1LWuweRCcIT2ywr5z80LCcUfCnQ/s1600/DSC_0867.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498468058631363650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJy0yKFAp0GeB6Hh1kkN2v1OJM9oXfcWqDz93TYbcpTIKsiRjKxKwlkoUwlKrHRJ-3fMijJRgZq1D0SCjQ8dlLuaZBI18EA_i90JgLWds1hytrn55H1LWuweRCcIT2ywr5z80LCcUfCnQ/s320/DSC_0867.JPG" /></a> While we were waiting these people came in with their catch of shrimp. Fun! Made me wish that we had some shrimp pots to drop.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498467432418397842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_OFa7ygropx0tDSXiXfQvT8NLivcbzyIqEXDV6m0d2GqBW8AULykfbVHJqClxaL1R3dz2MOoz-zj1u6dOHOHRSftpsTviYnI1j42hchG8AWPZJA3snlf66riNLfXcS3t_r_zB6EmIti8/s320/DSC_0878.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498467436266905842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWBieeTUNI-bRDPhCOh_5OewJ_UAW_pbxs-wX0SOHarNq5B9WP64aAs_PrEgpmsPOkl1XB8ufiL_WXD1xTcd2wWiy2i3CEGf0UymR2DYYijmrtEFyZvbmqVFSsCT4Z6mhyphenhyphenHirgY6i7MVo/s320/DSC_0887.JPG" /><br /><br />The oil refinery in Valdez at the end of Alaska pipeline.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF7wfQMZ-VkoE7unqVPQrIPEi42H0_ydJFjqc6XdVdC2p3IHe4qggUj2ABTloEpgY9PPAVy0CZk5kDb0U0yvXwGmLfhN0bUE_hTLWb2xa1HQaWrRVwOX4K3dVzzbUD4vLskVa4-h_cgOE/s1600/DSC_0979.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498466401225525954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF7wfQMZ-VkoE7unqVPQrIPEi42H0_ydJFjqc6XdVdC2p3IHe4qggUj2ABTloEpgY9PPAVy0CZk5kDb0U0yvXwGmLfhN0bUE_hTLWb2xa1HQaWrRVwOX4K3dVzzbUD4vLskVa4-h_cgOE/s320/DSC_0979.JPG" /></a>Waterfalls, waterfalls, everywhere!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPx76f3835nzvo-OaTTXLCv7bhx3I8i7lL160lIrD4uLz7CUFsrNLY28986bwTdYdXJcMwljPLpsm25Jr6M23cJtJrtJL9IxHL2sdopKTJuE9gYpQDRydo0IrEEQlBUn-C7XvRjGeWY8/s1600/DSC_0970.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498466389842102338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPx76f3835nzvo-OaTTXLCv7bhx3I8i7lL160lIrD4uLz7CUFsrNLY28986bwTdYdXJcMwljPLpsm25Jr6M23cJtJrtJL9IxHL2sdopKTJuE9gYpQDRydo0IrEEQlBUn-C7XvRjGeWY8/s320/DSC_0970.JPG" /></a> Sebastian enjoyed our day out on the water. He was actually a lot calmer than I expected him to be, since he hates the water.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLlxP3ZR__0hXRNmDosHY-BF9Grf9ldhIURwOE_6M4Me9Lv5jMbDLi5KSZ8_GZFWk0hcwmrSCromo3BjcHqnHO4ws7EkRx7gkk0n-hLMBfSvWpiiPP-B6Iw0EqEtcSJR7_sHNpYS3h1Jw/s1600/DSC_0917.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498466382772254434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLlxP3ZR__0hXRNmDosHY-BF9Grf9ldhIURwOE_6M4Me9Lv5jMbDLi5KSZ8_GZFWk0hcwmrSCromo3BjcHqnHO4ws7EkRx7gkk0n-hLMBfSvWpiiPP-B6Iw0EqEtcSJR7_sHNpYS3h1Jw/s320/DSC_0917.JPG" /></a>Sea otters, just hanging around!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekjmfTGWhaAXz1Jh0YqrJTrB2KaZc2iU84k9XVWePzjnyfc4-w7OB7T0ca0neasfBUGYLtWNhWpANq8yOQV8F1L9lvbvtYf_hq-4WUo4wggePSozYexq8R68XVNsrYBfsyoK3cMrsDa4/s1600/DSC_0901.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498466376558303938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekjmfTGWhaAXz1Jh0YqrJTrB2KaZc2iU84k9XVWePzjnyfc4-w7OB7T0ca0neasfBUGYLtWNhWpANq8yOQV8F1L9lvbvtYf_hq-4WUo4wggePSozYexq8R68XVNsrYBfsyoK3cMrsDa4/s320/DSC_0901.JPG" /></a> Paige loved being on the boat. She did a really good job of keeping her life jacket on and not being too rambunctious. Isn't she a cutie?!?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhvKDy7vnZu2CCuiRtcyJ6SM9iS5JtNGuL7TmGkuShDaVLvzPLjWhQRQtGZ4bOrms5xHTGRF1HFGimPd32SCMhG_DxMk81hjyYxcc136dee5KZZO2P885VA6Vaycxo3tPTILaWgwpAYo/s1600/DSC_0898.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498466363600884898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhvKDy7vnZu2CCuiRtcyJ6SM9iS5JtNGuL7TmGkuShDaVLvzPLjWhQRQtGZ4bOrms5xHTGRF1HFGimPd32SCMhG_DxMk81hjyYxcc136dee5KZZO2P885VA6Vaycxo3tPTILaWgwpAYo/s320/DSC_0898.JPG" /></a><br />This sea lion was hanging out in the first spot we decided to stop and try fishing. Unfortunately, he didn't end up being good luck.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3VdvPRaMuUjDXysv7BNYGtFk5Vf6SSjphv3S3fpmm5DG6pQmzG3_r-5T4IbK8NKv6fopNeRgvVzFd-Io-tXUoULT1Gd5wN9PQSagNj_DONwWL8uNtRkx-hmcck20coKfi7CZUUlLs2w/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498464518621116194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3VdvPRaMuUjDXysv7BNYGtFk5Vf6SSjphv3S3fpmm5DG6pQmzG3_r-5T4IbK8NKv6fopNeRgvVzFd-Io-tXUoULT1Gd5wN9PQSagNj_DONwWL8uNtRkx-hmcck20coKfi7CZUUlLs2w/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" /></a><br />The glacier lake at the bottom of the Valdez Glacier. If you look near the middle of the pic just past the first mountain ridge, you will see the glacier up on the mountain.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSjRAGkDMBSbWimXtAtuVLA-mEZKTEeDgsM28gm5H44hpWYNgkvRps_LdnRXGUlTEpaAWt1GoEwgeEo3vKXPOnWbs1bMbAEXbtHrzVZkUBMNT67EyZMTjml7EvDq0Kkx4tmoENoUm2Gkg/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498464506925386370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSjRAGkDMBSbWimXtAtuVLA-mEZKTEeDgsM28gm5H44hpWYNgkvRps_LdnRXGUlTEpaAWt1GoEwgeEo3vKXPOnWbs1bMbAEXbtHrzVZkUBMNT67EyZMTjml7EvDq0Kkx4tmoENoUm2Gkg/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a> Salmon swimming on their way back to the hatchery in Valdez.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCY0w84yxHDKC-WHRTDBT-RcWSqPedM8jjG-8ro__oJfbrFTbAAx3cyck-aBOBysjIwxQ72HGV6nApxL-t18lNpsBtaVc72FUuJ8rZ6s_32iz0zytQRcSL1CmqCa2U35dCrbI96uxKnw/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498464498792929906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCY0w84yxHDKC-WHRTDBT-RcWSqPedM8jjG-8ro__oJfbrFTbAAx3cyck-aBOBysjIwxQ72HGV6nApxL-t18lNpsBtaVc72FUuJ8rZ6s_32iz0zytQRcSL1CmqCa2U35dCrbI96uxKnw/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" /></a> There were so many eagles around the hatchery. I think at one point I counted about 12 or more sitting in trees and sitting out on the sandbars at low tide.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe09q0T-0BHhCBcGXcGsLVkcpKtYS1nBTtXcIVsWfv6AknvtjNlBKWR_d43Z0sVOXZZuM2gFg3Cu1I5mPSoAaLPqiQGPqJA1twFRKqx7qDP1p5YTmCmw51bYhgDu0atyyXZGKzWFxNoqQ/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498464492485729266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe09q0T-0BHhCBcGXcGsLVkcpKtYS1nBTtXcIVsWfv6AknvtjNlBKWR_d43Z0sVOXZZuM2gFg3Cu1I5mPSoAaLPqiQGPqJA1twFRKqx7qDP1p5YTmCmw51bYhgDu0atyyXZGKzWFxNoqQ/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3-XG-zpw-hXcI7e3kx8r1M-6P-56Boc_3hh3-M_A1JG49DKZ3LXGzI5RHIuIyX0SrTC3UZI4ZXFrrtLdQqT0yYiblY3oBb9W-TFJOyoFNN-ViqLFdg9XRVMbyuRKCsYPXIc_xW27X6iY/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498464481229414242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3-XG-zpw-hXcI7e3kx8r1M-6P-56Boc_3hh3-M_A1JG49DKZ3LXGzI5RHIuIyX0SrTC3UZI4ZXFrrtLdQqT0yYiblY3oBb9W-TFJOyoFNN-ViqLFdg9XRVMbyuRKCsYPXIc_xW27X6iY/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /></a> This eagle was the "security" at the campground we stayed at.<br /><br /></div><div align="left">As summer has progressed, so has my garden. It isn't going to be a bumper crop year, but at least we can say we ate some home-grown veg this summer. Here are a few pics of my garden and some of the harvest from earlier this month.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlSx_NSYnIm-0Vm_miqTYceCYu8nMCP8K4fZGSv1LvnPOPPxcQz0zKuTggZrarWneOkeBzb4ElC4GgB5pqH7gTxh7begZEAEL4frYbz4UL7h2MrjCtOhCxU6ssRYJssM9CISCFWJA8xI/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498462699720434322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlSx_NSYnIm-0Vm_miqTYceCYu8nMCP8K4fZGSv1LvnPOPPxcQz0zKuTggZrarWneOkeBzb4ElC4GgB5pqH7gTxh7begZEAEL4frYbz4UL7h2MrjCtOhCxU6ssRYJssM9CISCFWJA8xI/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" /></a>Can you see my first cucumber?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5il_h_9Gg2-D8xV8Ij5iQaaDA8S4lilCJFoWBDYS_WeOuUAY1WFCN3TIEYxrTpuHhR1KKMC-VXXHf8iOMaiKxsuNeLhKFTLqEFDet58-cADKRXFUg1f5FLTu3MSWEruGKxCAPFyywvE0/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498462693963753922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5il_h_9Gg2-D8xV8Ij5iQaaDA8S4lilCJFoWBDYS_WeOuUAY1WFCN3TIEYxrTpuHhR1KKMC-VXXHf8iOMaiKxsuNeLhKFTLqEFDet58-cADKRXFUg1f5FLTu3MSWEruGKxCAPFyywvE0/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" /></a>This was supposed to be my "token" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">tomato</span> plant. None of us really likes tomatoes too much, but the boys like the cherry tomatoes, so I planted this one. It has now turned into the monster plant and taken over the entire garden box.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Fl4YpJzcLxE9QDkGy5r8JVOsRcMSDP2neN2hQ5lD0Z28MDT9nCN196YAOuKJZrsiQYjiMoPU7IbVQ3ONOekQQqmmjJ24A3zgd7k0f3C1DTNclw4mDDdrJxTELQTHDO-i_TmFkBkNz7k/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498462680984843378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Fl4YpJzcLxE9QDkGy5r8JVOsRcMSDP2neN2hQ5lD0Z28MDT9nCN196YAOuKJZrsiQYjiMoPU7IbVQ3ONOekQQqmmjJ24A3zgd7k0f3C1DTNclw4mDDdrJxTELQTHDO-i_TmFkBkNz7k/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" /></a>I planted two strawberry plants, and this is the one that is going to be most productive. If I can keep the dog from eating all the ripe ones off of it, I might actually get enough to do something with.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_8aIMoBlPls76C4zh9eipmbgtKcrij2-jumi8sLpMO11lsqaMeuQaCvUq_25FCZ7B-6veaHL-i7zLcy0KSiDILnUiHwmEvYE_NUtnVuhQ178ZJfnnMvTbApcZAjLd7GUDDx_l7puH-XU/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498462676491932194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_8aIMoBlPls76C4zh9eipmbgtKcrij2-jumi8sLpMO11lsqaMeuQaCvUq_25FCZ7B-6veaHL-i7zLcy0KSiDILnUiHwmEvYE_NUtnVuhQ178ZJfnnMvTbApcZAjLd7GUDDx_l7puH-XU/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" /></a>Lettuce<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4H7bgEW9eCbcnRWcwBkXCfR_46V9rrckCMe8XCtwAXJTAi6AB3Xz7MvzQDPP5NvAK_bTtKIc2TX60dewu2urzs-8YPhXZ5pcY9U9i4MaSrmcothar1FZqVxf731iPVBGdVYFwZCL4Dbs/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498462669340743938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4H7bgEW9eCbcnRWcwBkXCfR_46V9rrckCMe8XCtwAXJTAi6AB3Xz7MvzQDPP5NvAK_bTtKIc2TX60dewu2urzs-8YPhXZ5pcY9U9i4MaSrmcothar1FZqVxf731iPVBGdVYFwZCL4Dbs/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" /></a>My first picking of peas. The plants are in the process of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">reflowering</span> and I'm hoping to get at least one or two more pickings out of them. Although, they aren't the type of peas I was hoping for. The pods are really tough.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498455541347491906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5pPbmTxBC2oTz7xQucPM_BDfV_1ihihfTdHhDbcIpcWqbgHamQSsAaEIT1zGSuJIS2s-dFG1UXBLOtusspjivldA69Rwbzijdki8FvJWba-CflT8I4_XgzfhrTRjhUredPDnhoLdrPBw/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" /></div><div>The first 3 cucumbers I have picked and a handful of tomatoes.</div><div> </div><div align="left">This past weekend, we decided to take a trip <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">dipnetting</span>. Here in Alaska, when the salmon counts are good, you are allowed to catch salmon with nets. In the area we went to, you are allowed to catch 30 per family. So, rented a camper trailer with another family and headed down to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Chitina</span> to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">dipnet</span> the Copper River. I really didn't know what I was getting myself into when we went, but I am glad that we did it once. If Jerry wishes to do it again, I think he will be making the trip alone.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498456433383309506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PUUXJe1Q1kTlFlDXpNUZX7u7z836Lo6g41TXehM7r6edo1vXWA_TrhRKHVMLxqbSPfoIhZZsp5wCuXGW5HKDkxe2mTS_U3MG8sr1EjCAlDIzDzRLDuLOcy4_8XqoknPIOC0S61w8EnA/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" /></div><div align="center">This was where we camped (parked) for the weekend.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498460795361818370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit7G4aW1IUm3LI2YGS8z8KtFIX_ilSYcmRuLhTyhZ3oZmoY4xavQkrFy-6W_kgBKzDhAiwBbHp9qVqI1kEYcxgEKarje1WU-7rhGACBQhUnuhPriUkCD4QH18npLH3RtpBNw-68wYG-0k/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" /></div><div align="center">There were quite a few eagles around. I love going farther south to enjoy the eagles.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498460804456299522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJpYnhJToFb4AgGaJNSIJz6P30FEFed8wuQrC5G7R8J_9nl6vOCjbw4xJgkVqQUpOGEHaf1X6LNZYcNnMehDKLwf9AFuy5RATH6AT5KYeoljq9p6tYSoZuvqbBRWIPQEgKRwOTtn2vbTo/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498456441819312402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie33HekMUMQIYM9Xh9GxQVz2kuhGVAfWIO7YPKr0_GGE85SdIcIpsZP3MNrAweoGStIlaDbW3AWzo7xChcRpV5Lp1Nm360Tz1hunjyy1BxzoK6xvPyj3Gx_2PrOLNb0Ll933S9aSfxIdk/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" /></div><div align="center">On the shoreline near where we camped/parked, there were tons of gulls and lots of dead fish <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">carcasses</span>. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">So, when it was my turn to go out with Jerry and Noah fishing, we hoped on the 4-wheelers and headed up the hill near the parking area. I really did not know what to expect, and that was probably a good thing.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458039441891522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgMKcUvjfaGORqB6HGyFR8bNvrXR3Mc83RH0KyngvQ5EqnA-Ve81_yv38suhRk-FygK9M9HcpStzPkL-QpcFTg4MfBuwuYA_gtXDl6do4DgTF1S7ttahfX_WZIuLixULjMRx8iPBJX6c/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458031682489106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsWwvXbBscSLUuJq3Gl0W7iq-4v660sJthWZGLtDiMSX26OZglqMUXtNd6FuxwL7J_v3Q8_tPxBoRLFBdGuqdQbrTcyuJtAGUp2T9mP90wXcH0i6IILrEKU1vy6C6v-7qomA-yNni2-bY/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Yep, it really says not to go any further. Do you think that stops anyone? Nope! Alaskans love their adventure and they love their fish. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458988720744002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx_D5-2lJ1TAvrlmudDEMP-40qIKBis44qODDtz8oq4t5MqOYuzlYYym4mErNPpQJsUJgtVgM-V1lElnhTAcu2Nc76ZjXXxOD0kmJBL0A3OpefOQlD-NkYdM0SuONGhZ03oNBwjlhKK2w/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" /></div><div align="center">This was part of the trail. As you can see, some of the trail was not the most stable, and some areas were quite narrow. It was some fun 4-wheeler riding, but a bit hairy in a couple spots.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458021286326482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kpWpxENj1PLgdDd5Bis221eO0Z1tWteZZhguLZmt33HGIBYeAppxbO6k_dkQy9gtQMQIkm2QkRgAEDDaapF1PQqKLZhY1MBU3zpnVKhoUxAw7n7j_bnABbXCee0X2desvnEmj0cOy6E/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" /></div><div align="left">The trail was basically carved out of the edge of the cliffs along the side of the river. So, on one side of the trail were walls of slate and on the other was the river.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458964428090770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtupwPTO9XzuMy9lO-vLWGOYhDohUCakar8k8QZzc72xrai1dO_rGTvgW_4SB1e6ffn4Y46XqkCRYt184gnM4qynYFVKZaSuqUulQq3D2W4UvrgZ_s9shLxySYXRg79zUnrHWe_oNDU8/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458013107122034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fNAu32PQbGZ1l6HDQVZraTw1MGdwJ7uPOMuAgqTQwzkQfMHdr5JVY_q9xyPRBz7oSYANXpNmlI2bbRzK5qArAPulD05I5hy5y2D6yZBg5zIy-rANHRU97cSo3NChz_yyX1e8ULGAfEM/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /></div><div align="center">As you can see, there isn't much "shoreline" along the Copper River. It pretty much just carves it's way through the mountains. This was actually one of the wider areas of trail.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458006866754914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7JkKGu81YkINjOVJjanl3NOfhOWYeJ3pn-ljWSUh-5DYcAWLaQO26DBb_DERxWybRQFKPSJr67Y7PK92NA7YneGizBULJSqeXfNRGWA7NfaJbchpL4jRxn0C6mfVVqX1jPRfxoSekfXM/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" /></div><div align="center">An old abandoned rail bridge.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458957785032674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVF-xCRb-p9hCypEV95TL-33Hsw0SZSqLzBvc-KE4SfR4odC3P9RG8T_29_-8gNfRZccjRkf_9aWRyo4JxfivM1rHC1vyBt9cjBES2EvS1Okh8e7l92d9CZlg6W1XUF_ezFf-Eztm6RAE/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Once we got out to our fishing spot, we had to hike down the "hill" to the edge of the water to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">dipnet</span>. It was fairly steep.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498460815586548546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ86G5ZjLSrxIcyDRShHISrpaobA2DNO1uopjHengu2YLXhp1i8nGCwg3lwWXeCFIMrYEUXBmmnbtVfJ815W-HcKtR2HDeWZ78P_fyDIrluPnCczjmPnIIOYfS_SNZ5ENYs02eOrBDd8s/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498460824388486882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4UUue0We2_rY5oEJG6W48jlrOkQOzBV7ZNp64Hf6pSHOTd0OFOyubKkCvT0LvcD0pjcUIBHzVOWxruTssW052Ta0tzQpyHkAEuDEELdjVWXXD2Db_Luyi6ocv1cVZT4BnV4lZ8Vu9ic/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" /> </div><div align="center">That would be where we "sat" to fish.<br /></div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMUNpL9a_W9FOn6cj9T33Uxou8uNxugBIi3SHQuCRFhHSWioSz9_m_x3gAN64OJZ084-pgKfNOiAYbzqXXqQscpWv4FtQsS42aqGmQVs7BvFOrWH9Y0pnei8ozh0K_wH0A2gc0t5sLwE/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498458946930192114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMUNpL9a_W9FOn6cj9T33Uxou8uNxugBIi3SHQuCRFhHSWioSz9_m_x3gAN64OJZ084-pgKfNOiAYbzqXXqQscpWv4FtQsS42aqGmQVs7BvFOrWH9Y0pnei8ozh0K_wH0A2gc0t5sLwE/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" /></a> Jerry prepping the ropes that we used to tie ourselves off to a tree in case we slipped.<br /><div><div><div><div><div> </div><div align="left">As rough and adventurous as the area was, it was also very beautiful. Although the Copper River is not a crystal clear stream of beautiful water and river stones below, it made for some spectacular pics.</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498455524653589266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqc-WPMhjvf21FsV0BQHeaRlLOEAZE_C2qZ9WoQ1OuvOfz4m5auSFhTbnv5CLo4AwCVuWD2sqZIe3Dlkoqb3SeJ584jZ91EdbDa97WmWXsAinObDZGPkbGtLX_vFYqEmCBALMN5ZWHz5g/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswj0zDTZ2qyLYhmba3Tv0As3OP7fmv7Xonxzp15OZ4cFgReSICaIdQwIlQJQO_QnF9PRe89DB_OqySxpfmkGFj9YNugSA3VhINqiIwu1FVc_DRT40k3_NqvTqh-OVrD1diwowhmSvGuE/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498456472834597714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswj0zDTZ2qyLYhmba3Tv0As3OP7fmv7Xonxzp15OZ4cFgReSICaIdQwIlQJQO_QnF9PRe89DB_OqySxpfmkGFj9YNugSA3VhINqiIwu1FVc_DRT40k3_NqvTqh-OVrD1diwowhmSvGuE/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" /></a>Paige was hiding behind us trying to get into the pic. I guess we should have let her, since it ended up being a goofy pic.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipzNqKvv89Bvt-Eck5CaZWT9ZJ-VHCefg1AcmyGivTJQCjHSP1pnr6C4iAoP-Ur5tN8b76wESwq1YZ77ebrGi0aaRwkquu6FV2_BRBtF71FFz-6Ck5_AFDs96UHI0IklXMfaV7qTX6CDI/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498456463854971218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipzNqKvv89Bvt-Eck5CaZWT9ZJ-VHCefg1AcmyGivTJQCjHSP1pnr6C4iAoP-Ur5tN8b76wESwq1YZ77ebrGi0aaRwkquu6FV2_BRBtF71FFz-6Ck5_AFDs96UHI0IklXMfaV7qTX6CDI/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl62kRYHCDtUzMZZ5PEwJHSfRosCK3IhxdLz3Za4bfa2N2TluY67ex5Q02M2OtWgh9a0FyZr2ptm3WJFV9Nf6S0pur3_r3Kg3UoDu6kbvCiiUlV4ssHLZg37s1ygGvILquXuViyBGLTk/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498456448488149538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl62kRYHCDtUzMZZ5PEwJHSfRosCK3IhxdLz3Za4bfa2N2TluY67ex5Q02M2OtWgh9a0FyZr2ptm3WJFV9Nf6S0pur3_r3Kg3UoDu6kbvCiiUlV4ssHLZg37s1ygGvILquXuViyBGLTk/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" /></a>He'll be 9 soon! Where has the time gone?<br /><div><div> </div><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498455513080100978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFdLBcSom1jU65knIY0TT96HBy1I7byY4ziycYH8hMGjbvr3lFBz9DcR1SMfdYdeufUQCqVCyzNATW7uDqBBNro0dhyhbEtxTueOLpbbwHQW1Dv88lcltcMIXGYIGyDuVBBAFMbXj5Sk/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" /></div><div>On Sunday morning before we left, a baby moose visited. It was obviously separated from its Momma and a bit scared, but it eventually wandered back into the woods. Some of the other fishermen said they had seen the Momma down the river a ways along the bank.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498455530051641202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1dU30sttnNCB1XNalorEy3jUmOsMmCYIC0PFd2X_suLuXOSh6sfi5RKWNjbcVNw4GIP0lzueGcvCGnzt4yt6YKLr1z-r1sJExR4CK7K9vCEKHIt-AzAFj7gG_iWOWj-2Aunzl2PtX-s/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" /></div><div>A quick potty stop on the way back allowed me to snap this pic of a beautiful glacial field.</div><div> </div><div align="left">Back from the weekend and off to camp Noah went. He was very excited for camp this year. He is doing ranch camp, so he gets to be with the horses all week. We hope he has a great time and look forward to helping him celebrate his birthday when he gets home.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEYDQ1Cl3Q05V3Kl6a0ywTuawEhdmy17ajYWm8OWSAFLAONRtiedDdfrI6Zy6lPbLPJucO2Iedl3i8tY_bSPpXJRoKm3T84Yc-_DNDtv-bGgTDEFf-88oiRIjIATmj9CUGMDVXQ6oYP4/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498455547274360130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEYDQ1Cl3Q05V3Kl6a0ywTuawEhdmy17ajYWm8OWSAFLAONRtiedDdfrI6Zy6lPbLPJucO2Iedl3i8tY_bSPpXJRoKm3T84Yc-_DNDtv-bGgTDEFf-88oiRIjIATmj9CUGMDVXQ6oYP4/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" /></a>I left to run and errand last night and this is what I came home to. Like father like daughter! Too cute! I love these sleepy heads!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-31231639569173177992010-06-28T17:45:00.000-07:002010-06-30T00:43:38.796-07:00Spring Sprung and Now We Are Enjoying A Beautiful Alaska Summer!Although it has only been a couple months since I last posted, it seems like a lot has gone on. After finishing up his first regular hockey season, Noah played six weeks of spring league, cross-ice games. It was a good opportunity for him to stay on the ice and get some more playing time. We are really proud of how hard he has worked and how well he has developed in a short amount of time. It may never be his career, but he is definitely a talented player.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992701382497186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacqSQNsOoXE94Cb7hqabKXD_4t_ert8cV6YFw6rVgPJcaojwLY1fnhpdG84RsOU2NRp3bzx4YcIW8eCU-rv4Osz-yF6e4DA8qk5gg6k2zGNdjeeXY6TAK7TFG6RvAkNaZGXkxdf4IlDU/s320/DSC_0043.jpg" /><br /><br />The melting of snow and the warming of the weather allowed for outside time, and Paige absolutely loves to be out at the park. If I would let her, I think she would be outside every minute of every day. Good with me, except when I am hungry and need to be in the house making dinner.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992737153847666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqaVFqi4_3pcivyRirroGdVxO-oXz-oMxNhkJtem7CSpCzGedzzDwD2TASbbgrpdiq1LVY8mZb4ZuS3T83az2V-rKsVRKnQQ7K_Swah1jymYgQ_KuOxeQzfehSh19BJKqB7j3Ay8R2Q54/s320/DSC_0141.jpg" /><br /><div align="center">Paige swining with her great friends, Mallory and Syndey.</div><div align="center">(One thing spring/summer also brought was moving season, so a few of our dear friends have left us to go on to new places.)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">At the beginning of May, Jerry and a friend took the kids to see the Globe Trotters, while the mommies attended a training session. Who had more fun?!?! Not sure, because our training was pretty good. However, I do wish I had been able to see the action myself. It looks like it was pretty cool.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992742561998882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4f1Vj-OYQZRQEIXxH5DA0loymcJFh2aerIe_tRS7cmNVvJcw7uFiQs7zqGFNYYZn6dnk-tgu693cctfRisBMAhLDeYGotF51f-ZTwJOl-1ZaQHl9xXhmSbah8SLODjmsenrifV29ijo/s320/DSC_0226.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488450483071316690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-WoygsA0IEG0k3b-rxZT3thu0dWxeaQo4fVJ6n6lSG2wkK_RMnfhqoHnBiRVVcjsKppcCX_DZmHU-2Kkappu3Ps7tkm5rICWAemqbNW5Z72H6XfaLKszyuFDILrntxrZCugl1zgEJbGM/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488450473242475490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3jqmqME1UROquwLg2OUABS2RMCr7FC7J_MKlX5P670L7Tff7-jQZMgLeKkaRaVFJVIgmyWrx67p3s8CNYu_cKkPg04dPEe-GsubbfB1Av_KmjF9X6gj1AnS5EqPjY2CMWQqZyLiLazw/s320/DSC_0267.jpg" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Noah & Paige at the Globe Trotters Game.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">School got out the middle of May, and even though I was told by most people to wait until after Memorial Day to plant my garden, I just couldn't wait. The weather was so nice, and I had seeded some things inside, so I planted in the last couple weeks of May. I am so excited at the prospect of actually being able to grow something. We'll see how it all turns out.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452232858212754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZxbfgy03Jshmsz10A5Yd6j-o6PhNq0DP5lR1sVnidl-hM_0NCHMU_czqJP78SyRE5L8zSbBkP-j8ue-83AsekqZe0_3mOAUACJ9TxQQG4ZEnMDBFZT2-srwD9LCWmawEtw0myM798QgA/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">This is peas and what was supposed to be beans.</div><div align="center">(After two failed attempts of planting beans, I have concluded that I had a bad pack of seeds.)</div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJx0_W_SYiJ7zhJEX8BPuuIGVNmWVSVa7js9jcnftLILZLnUeWjcQTGYXtjvvS4XWq2OOqOVxSiLwGLBTV-LFIoEqCIQz_BbL-7QOF1nlLKL8g_3CESBEyNG1E9dPax2Hj2y0dwUw7Ys/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452263631719074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJx0_W_SYiJ7zhJEX8BPuuIGVNmWVSVa7js9jcnftLILZLnUeWjcQTGYXtjvvS4XWq2OOqOVxSiLwGLBTV-LFIoEqCIQz_BbL-7QOF1nlLKL8g_3CESBEyNG1E9dPax2Hj2y0dwUw7Ys/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">These are old ammunition and weapons cases that my dear friend passed on to me when they moved this summer. They make great garden boxes. One box has peppers, onions and chives and the other has cucumbers. The onions are looking good. My pepper plants are still quite small, but my cucs are finally getting flowers so I am hopeful that I will have some.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDi8v0lWb23e5XI0uLdGvwr8BNjshiwgWV7FBof-3vr98vH7bN-8cKGOMs7om8t4y-cTPtZJCWypxsIabtv9s-9HsFJ6tpEvQ-QDeZ4nYIEtIYsi4sEalJ29QxeBtDwKK6truzkEEI4s/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452250864274210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDi8v0lWb23e5XI0uLdGvwr8BNjshiwgWV7FBof-3vr98vH7bN-8cKGOMs7om8t4y-cTPtZJCWypxsIabtv9s-9HsFJ6tpEvQ-QDeZ4nYIEtIYsi4sEalJ29QxeBtDwKK6truzkEEI4s/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" /></a> This is my token cherry tomatoe plant and I also had herbs planted in there. Unfortunately / Fortunately (?) the tomatoe plant has gotten so big that I don't think most of the herbs are going to make it. So I just recently planted some in another container.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl525mlQRe2rKt6QXktIQbeU3dyKHCnbUhjvLPi5HebglG1D2XeVTF99ASBO5yhR_PJESWfjjxgrXfzodKDd0V2U-X62MMDfg8gog9LtfN3vXt0WyfpLZn8n_NRXTqaT7zNcgC_TopkpU/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452244208940466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl525mlQRe2rKt6QXktIQbeU3dyKHCnbUhjvLPi5HebglG1D2XeVTF99ASBO5yhR_PJESWfjjxgrXfzodKDd0V2U-X62MMDfg8gog9LtfN3vXt0WyfpLZn8n_NRXTqaT7zNcgC_TopkpU/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" /></a>The two smaller ones on either end are strawberry plants, which have already yielded some yummy berries. The two larger ones in the middle are lettuce in one and carrots in the other. They are both looking pretty good so far.<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyn9oYoymLoCeyaogogCgE9TjQdzpC60QcSS9vSjHR5KNUQa18fcVlR3Bf57aRh1OPrky-eFBF7xUMBowjnnNbWLzTshbAy8mhhPIzTEI3xKsR_ieck7z9wwkKBlb7ESC0Zs9adflYqk/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452220872024034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyn9oYoymLoCeyaogogCgE9TjQdzpC60QcSS9vSjHR5KNUQa18fcVlR3Bf57aRh1OPrky-eFBF7xUMBowjnnNbWLzTshbAy8mhhPIzTEI3xKsR_ieck7z9wwkKBlb7ESC0Zs9adflYqk/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" /></a><br />This is one of mine and Paigey's favorite places to be outside, under the tree in our front yard. I love this tree.<br /><div align="left"><br />Once school got out, we had just a couple weeks to get ready for our first non-family visitors of 2010. Our dear friends the Parkers came from Hawaii to spend a week with us here in Interior Alaska. We were so excited to see them, and we had a great time while they were here and made some great memories.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhni-gYjtOWHUIPnOq71wyd5BjtCuC-Uy07FskzMjn9HpJcvz7OKikwj1RCrniMnPEk98231B0ycpq08dGzmkZCHZhjs0XPhtAW-c_U8ziubEbsZmobNyjKnDi8Lgp4UWQAspgYDpSLY/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488450465597026082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhni-gYjtOWHUIPnOq71wyd5BjtCuC-Uy07FskzMjn9HpJcvz7OKikwj1RCrniMnPEk98231B0ycpq08dGzmkZCHZhjs0XPhtAW-c_U8ziubEbsZmobNyjKnDi8Lgp4UWQAspgYDpSLY/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" /></a>Our four little elves at the Santa Claus House in North Pole, AK.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8ak808iL4FFNMRaK1uCB0s50XoAire7C4BbEbshnrcDr6nJTfctxFzf89qLpxYQY5_OPoZeyH0ONgLQvbHCN6wIybSsxEQyyKid22iziK_rJR3ThQ4WPOERFld6U0CQpuoJkNj0RNlw/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488450452407380802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8ak808iL4FFNMRaK1uCB0s50XoAire7C4BbEbshnrcDr6nJTfctxFzf89qLpxYQY5_OPoZeyH0ONgLQvbHCN6wIybSsxEQyyKid22iziK_rJR3ThQ4WPOERFld6U0CQpuoJkNj0RNlw/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" /></a>Now those are some cute kids, but it is questionable whether they are naughty or nice?!? ;-)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBlfbWyMtGRMKwTDWNYDLQuphhfAeiQDrb1EyqGsRRpYoUeVBL2UZudeiY9F_5zAoODlJQA6abuZpLnJNNMKtx8psiM28O3dIdIItRSVl84ZxNOBu3ZfBGkxHN578hlLqRYtEHfkiA5M/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449419906048290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBlfbWyMtGRMKwTDWNYDLQuphhfAeiQDrb1EyqGsRRpYoUeVBL2UZudeiY9F_5zAoODlJQA6abuZpLnJNNMKtx8psiM28O3dIdIItRSVl84ZxNOBu3ZfBGkxHN578hlLqRYtEHfkiA5M/s320/DSC_0327.JPG" /></a>Chachi (Jacob) wanted to know what it feels like at 40 below zero, so Noah accompanied him in the 40 below experience at Pioneer Park here in Fairbanks.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzImAWqkZvlG841aDJZq8651EwTySuiVLZB3SweZNOcNPQqRsWFP9y6DhPyaPflWc0owZltN0kUmEusGLUf61o-RS3QjZkiqj6GHKFLpmr0FKLVnzODGTqz2Uaftegy9rX0uM4nqzIUY/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449414459621570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzImAWqkZvlG841aDJZq8651EwTySuiVLZB3SweZNOcNPQqRsWFP9y6DhPyaPflWc0owZltN0kUmEusGLUf61o-RS3QjZkiqj6GHKFLpmr0FKLVnzODGTqz2Uaftegy9rX0uM4nqzIUY/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" /></a>We took a ride on the Riverboat Discovery. This was our first time on it, and it was definitely a great trip.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt11p6Lt4jY99d2Hp3Rak-7s_SZTfmUDYu5OLTHJu45pIFirabgaqu38eykeg1sO3NUDDfP_YcP9tkJtYjfGEiFbXd3Px3wo10iSK_2PvDnrNs2P6M-NlBbm-kbwPgkUi-q-mdNEA9rI4/s1600/DSC_0341.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449404473150994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt11p6Lt4jY99d2Hp3Rak-7s_SZTfmUDYu5OLTHJu45pIFirabgaqu38eykeg1sO3NUDDfP_YcP9tkJtYjfGEiFbXd3Px3wo10iSK_2PvDnrNs2P6M-NlBbm-kbwPgkUi-q-mdNEA9rI4/s320/DSC_0341.JPG" /></a><br />Stern-wheelers used to be the only way to get to Fairbanks, and there is much local history that surrounds the rivers. What a great way to learn about our great town.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7MOV4BwoT46j4U8M-dWVeEL2AUztxOqDgrUcEphJiatJsbWKdEvFKoIJ77Kb0QAVQDobxj3N4TOu9dK_cR-NmpZycII9eVTW1Po_yWTIhIXw2K14teQxzBUr00Ls6xs9Z5BQmksZhj0/s1600/DSC_0366.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449396339213730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7MOV4BwoT46j4U8M-dWVeEL2AUztxOqDgrUcEphJiatJsbWKdEvFKoIJ77Kb0QAVQDobxj3N4TOu9dK_cR-NmpZycII9eVTW1Po_yWTIhIXw2K14teQxzBUr00Ls6xs9Z5BQmksZhj0/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" /></a> Along the way we were able to stop and see a demonstration by Dave Monson showing how they train the dogs during the summer months. Dave and his wife, Susan Butcher, were both mushers. Susan was the second woman to run the Iditarod and the first woman to win it more than once. She passed away in 2006 from lukemia.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgthw5e0MGP3cEGKpFEVa7P6xbEeE3ow7BX7sHeYjt2ErtcduHP3z4KA0PQZOAhyphenhyphenwGBs6JLL7REIg7P8qQdtYSmGQ3j7MQHffccRJ05wYB0eY4XhVS_YFYAotjyQtZ5ZVP0Nj6gwrBpcQ/s1600/DSC_0373.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449389391128850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgthw5e0MGP3cEGKpFEVa7P6xbEeE3ow7BX7sHeYjt2ErtcduHP3z4KA0PQZOAhyphenhyphenwGBs6JLL7REIg7P8qQdtYSmGQ3j7MQHffccRJ05wYB0eY4XhVS_YFYAotjyQtZ5ZVP0Nj6gwrBpcQ/s320/DSC_0373.JPG" /></a> We also stopped along the way to learn about native life in Alaska. We learned about fish camp, trapping and other things that are all still practiced today by the native peoples of Alaska who still subsist off the land.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZK4uS9r5u39oooBJXsJ0aI5dlkIaZPKl4nbZq1azP0c5VbeEowAQi2bsEd1l4H-wx538I2CUr7xgmMFYQEibf6ThKeQBUxdBVEGX9Vbj639_m9GQRf-KvaR-OACfhDyT6S6VbPf_yh-g/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488435678622703650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZK4uS9r5u39oooBJXsJ0aI5dlkIaZPKl4nbZq1azP0c5VbeEowAQi2bsEd1l4H-wx538I2CUr7xgmMFYQEibf6ThKeQBUxdBVEGX9Vbj639_m9GQRf-KvaR-OACfhDyT6S6VbPf_yh-g/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB80Od012X49ZBRpa7Ay6TKJO9gzgCib1RESNyw7CacS1BHf0NooDO60iYnDEBJ83D0RvP7kHfTx2uxUnZVF538UWJb0DVxb3rPZCkYmknULKEjFHXOoBr3WuVuqEGt_4G3Kp7cbqQVU/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488435669873347938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB80Od012X49ZBRpa7Ay6TKJO9gzgCib1RESNyw7CacS1BHf0NooDO60iYnDEBJ83D0RvP7kHfTx2uxUnZVF538UWJb0DVxb3rPZCkYmknULKEjFHXOoBr3WuVuqEGt_4G3Kp7cbqQVU/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" /></a>Our little musher!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCH17HqRp1dsOar7ILn35Kjh2NEP9cPW4SH9GYU9oOzvyKCCqDTqd6H4Ja3JmNyEtokAJRNwPnYxuO4iJpTP_DI4SzKqTwYG_CmjMv1asdlYJaR7-Nze3K8_O08bhnQZIls781IBbx-Y/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488435655311216978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCH17HqRp1dsOar7ILn35Kjh2NEP9cPW4SH9GYU9oOzvyKCCqDTqd6H4Ja3JmNyEtokAJRNwPnYxuO4iJpTP_DI4SzKqTwYG_CmjMv1asdlYJaR7-Nze3K8_O08bhnQZIls781IBbx-Y/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" /></a>Paigey trying to blow it all away.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69lzuG2RDjtMIfINmE-uJAuf__7Nog-g9ifd6QDvaIf5Yq7m8NeMWcr_tdrj-TRe33m9HASHbU7I1Nf1JJbLX_pckHmocup0vMeTTYZg51fPqdrCrkO0a068qRVbO6StMxQNc4UYzkHM/s1600/DSC_0431.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488435646603641938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69lzuG2RDjtMIfINmE-uJAuf__7Nog-g9ifd6QDvaIf5Yq7m8NeMWcr_tdrj-TRe33m9HASHbU7I1Nf1JJbLX_pckHmocup0vMeTTYZg51fPqdrCrkO0a068qRVbO6StMxQNc4UYzkHM/s320/DSC_0431.JPG" /></a>Noah got to meet Lance Mackey and have him sign his new book. Noah was so excited and almost didn't know what to say. Lance is a local hero and of course well known by many after having won his fourth consecutive Iditarod earlier this year. He is really a very normal and unassuming man.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcyprgr2at-M2iUUzFQPu1eDPtDK8cDPq1PrFoNfseksColMuzrEa5tBPkq8nZbem8IIM9deIB5-fZtO9shyhdNKZg2TblCDjA104dsJkit1xfRUAu0pFinEUxjGIRJI3rHW6V2OmwFs/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488435634185830370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcyprgr2at-M2iUUzFQPu1eDPtDK8cDPq1PrFoNfseksColMuzrEa5tBPkq8nZbem8IIM9deIB5-fZtO9shyhdNKZg2TblCDjA104dsJkit1xfRUAu0pFinEUxjGIRJI3rHW6V2OmwFs/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" /></a>A trip to Alaska wouldn't be complete without at least trying to find some gold. We took the Parkers up north of town to try their luck at El Dorado Gold Mine. Everyone walks away with a few flakes.<br /></div><div align="left">After seeing some of the sights around Fairbanks, we decided to head down to Denali to experience a bit more of Alaska. We spent a day in the park on the bus and saw plenty of wildlife and then we took the "LONG" way home and created some unforgettable memories / stories with our little adventure.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdPwPnB1IauzcaMDIwL0zdRpAaU_yzJXBwsBfGZTwDXFmL4ZiN5uRonC9N_0x3FgQWkbE9xphRI6rTzAX_X_7ZRM8C2ci5Tq6GngjIOUz-x8Kpuh8FXq8NQvtQXDlOcVRJFCWMGN1QYQ/s1600/DSC_0561.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371985908536210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdPwPnB1IauzcaMDIwL0zdRpAaU_yzJXBwsBfGZTwDXFmL4ZiN5uRonC9N_0x3FgQWkbE9xphRI6rTzAX_X_7ZRM8C2ci5Tq6GngjIOUz-x8Kpuh8FXq8NQvtQXDlOcVRJFCWMGN1QYQ/s320/DSC_0561.JPG" /></a>Mr. Dall Sheep decided he wanted to pass our bus, so he found himself some room on the edge of the very narrow road we were on and walked right by.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJlYDmh2tMf4QGMzn4Lyn400x5egDNor-4T8l1Tm9NTGL7o32bJoC9VCsn9Tz5SMqXbbNfbyyjcM8MMddaB2UHhFL_W6nHqczQSG-c9SKAdpFNvkfwNCVEtWo3UZ6xvDSU5Xf2hariZY/s1600/DSC_0477.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371979914949074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJlYDmh2tMf4QGMzn4Lyn400x5egDNor-4T8l1Tm9NTGL7o32bJoC9VCsn9Tz5SMqXbbNfbyyjcM8MMddaB2UHhFL_W6nHqczQSG-c9SKAdpFNvkfwNCVEtWo3UZ6xvDSU5Xf2hariZY/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" /></a>Mt. McKinley is only fully visible like 20% of the time. We saw her a couple times as we were driving into the park, but once we got out to the visitor center to the viewing spot, it was all clouded over. Denali is beautiful though.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xmcDwQ6WHs2O83oUFY-zkDhP-gpBI0d5ZPlfMQ1vN_yG5rUS8tG2Qxkgg11gUO0E9NZLLg5K59NkOlngdN8-5Zv7spLPPZFHmckvo_ZrJL27ZqMj8PMUY6f_uqhgqDQc4DBy2y9KlIY/s1600/DSC_0606.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371968580177778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xmcDwQ6WHs2O83oUFY-zkDhP-gpBI0d5ZPlfMQ1vN_yG5rUS8tG2Qxkgg11gUO0E9NZLLg5K59NkOlngdN8-5Zv7spLPPZFHmckvo_ZrJL27ZqMj8PMUY6f_uqhgqDQc4DBy2y9KlIY/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" /></a>It was a bit windy, so Paige was trying to stay warm and Noah was trying to help Mommy out with a good pic. Aren't they cute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw-fLnoSnRjVoi_WaQdtOT3csqquuWuX4wkv2VZTolwvg505RsNZta29NOegYdX2iR9GjZ0KKav0OhLuLgy-VF0zbpP3vMHUnNkdDMNt1ZcoTSr268yT0j1BR-EPvtWSulYUxWgQK9E8/s1600/DSC_0592.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371960303384946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw-fLnoSnRjVoi_WaQdtOT3csqquuWuX4wkv2VZTolwvg505RsNZta29NOegYdX2iR9GjZ0KKav0OhLuLgy-VF0zbpP3vMHUnNkdDMNt1ZcoTSr268yT0j1BR-EPvtWSulYUxWgQK9E8/s320/DSC_0592.JPG" /></a>The Sniders and the Parkers in front of the Polychrome Mountains<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcA_Tlwv5hlb27NcMbiR8ixxurD3p8eg3z1p05dPOpa7XZ624eijYXH8bFk7jLThdaVJ-UeWlAENTBdiXJmo_kTnP5M02by8bGLnkqmH_LdLPBaIK31nVptOm2f6O26vy_9i0o_Ob0C-k/s1600/DSC_0724.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371948313398642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcA_Tlwv5hlb27NcMbiR8ixxurD3p8eg3z1p05dPOpa7XZ624eijYXH8bFk7jLThdaVJ-UeWlAENTBdiXJmo_kTnP5M02by8bGLnkqmH_LdLPBaIK31nVptOm2f6O26vy_9i0o_Ob0C-k/s320/DSC_0724.JPG" /></a>Mr. Bear, where are you going? He was so close to our bus, and he really couldn't care less that we were there. He was too busy trying to find a ground squirrel or some berries or something.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFnCbY8P-BoDEW_zIXPxnBg1bxHx92vlagpy95NVh4yBPrhlwsTZyzzaXkj97XPZOCyJmbzcs_klT5OF5LwaY_ARg8-NMDCUFubOytilYtTc9qj8_Eqh7inVx8FNkJgV4sMwu94qUsuY/s1600/Picture_125.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488240468786828802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFnCbY8P-BoDEW_zIXPxnBg1bxHx92vlagpy95NVh4yBPrhlwsTZyzzaXkj97XPZOCyJmbzcs_klT5OF5LwaY_ARg8-NMDCUFubOytilYtTc9qj8_Eqh7inVx8FNkJgV4sMwu94qUsuY/s320/Picture_125.JPG" /></a>After our day in the park, we took a rafting trip on the Nenana River before we headed back home. Jerry was kind enough to stay with Paige and let me go with Noah. We had a great time.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXBEcGqnhmOQXCwqynt98OWOP-F-q6pmNCfnAeZc9bDnH9q92NqiaxaAxI4mgBxIG4KtEVW1o5KNdwBnG6tPUDnQX2847WCuNtUv_T4_fZ4YzCORLqnD4Ur5ydLaXKBTKiCQLEPZXsbQ/s1600/Picture_131.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488240460083483186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXBEcGqnhmOQXCwqynt98OWOP-F-q6pmNCfnAeZc9bDnH9q92NqiaxaAxI4mgBxIG4KtEVW1o5KNdwBnG6tPUDnQX2847WCuNtUv_T4_fZ4YzCORLqnD4Ur5ydLaXKBTKiCQLEPZXsbQ/s320/Picture_131.JPG" /></a> Thankfully we wore dry suits so we didn't even get our clothes wet. It was a bit chilly though.<br /></div><div align="left">Well, I am always up for a new adventure, and although my dear friend Michelle is not the happiest of campers on "scenic" routes, the rest of the big people in the van decided to take the "LONG" way home to see parts of Alaska that a lot of people don't see. We took the Denali Highway across and then headed back north towards Fairbanks. Mind you, the Denali Highway is 135 miles of unpaved road and only accessible in the summer. However, it is also some of the prettiest roadway in the state. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRwgBCnVEyPC6VpN3VIOUUDfBDtT8INaRaWI-SjaMoL_6zkbA6d4RWAZ7iHm_8GtP5vPmqdFwjrlWgGi7pcg0xth9vA8aL03PSMON7-bca6rh_pgJLGilfBL9pDKucomznlh0lBtKePs/s1600/DSC_0814.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488240444693614306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRwgBCnVEyPC6VpN3VIOUUDfBDtT8INaRaWI-SjaMoL_6zkbA6d4RWAZ7iHm_8GtP5vPmqdFwjrlWgGi7pcg0xth9vA8aL03PSMON7-bca6rh_pgJLGilfBL9pDKucomznlh0lBtKePs/s320/DSC_0814.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYC5AgVysO0_7VdowGdLKs3_3kxo6wD0aiXMsHMTaAv_JyYddWdx9Plhqfi8IXPbYyjKR_0PidY1HbQ4bgfoJYjhi38Shz_3TJaA_F1XUoOgWD_kqb9EQDWx2x7Nc1rgmB-l95UgumT9U/s1600/DSC_0821.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488240436111022178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYC5AgVysO0_7VdowGdLKs3_3kxo6wD0aiXMsHMTaAv_JyYddWdx9Plhqfi8IXPbYyjKR_0PidY1HbQ4bgfoJYjhi38Shz_3TJaA_F1XUoOgWD_kqb9EQDWx2x7Nc1rgmB-l95UgumT9U/s320/DSC_0821.JPG" /></a>It really wouldn't have been so bad if we hadn't gotten a flat tire about 20 miles from the end of the dirt road. Actually, it really wouldn't have been so bad if I had a spare tire, but don't because my Sienna came with run flats, which would have been fine if the run flat hadn't shredded. Actually it would have been fine if it hadn't shredded in a place that was a three hour drive from the nearest replacement tire.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Long story short, we spent six hours, many phone calls and a lot of gratitude for the owner and his family at the Paxson Lodge trying to figure out how we were going to get a replacement tire on the van so we could get home. It all worked out in the end and now we can truly say that we have been stuck in the middle of nowhere. I am very grateful for the friendliness of Alaskans though, because without Tony and his famiy we would have been stuck there for much longer.<br /><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKsBsS_e3uaM5EYWkEl_gMxSn1wr66krFXZ4Z6yCvDtpCOmJWHhhv7nIcJvjqoP8tifh-xpW85_pKRrRu3KPo8N8QFtu8iuuvpfShbBIZt3yKgmGQrRofXeqlFDf3eXfAcFUrG7QYN1H8/s1600/DSC_0829.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488240432612800754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKsBsS_e3uaM5EYWkEl_gMxSn1wr66krFXZ4Z6yCvDtpCOmJWHhhv7nIcJvjqoP8tifh-xpW85_pKRrRu3KPo8N8QFtu8iuuvpfShbBIZt3yKgmGQrRofXeqlFDf3eXfAcFUrG7QYN1H8/s320/DSC_0829.JPG" /></a>Having made it home from our adventures in the middle of nowhere, we sent the Parkers off with great stories to share when they got home. The very next day, Noah hopped on a plane and took his very first solo trip to MN to visit family. He has been in MN since June 14th, and will be back on July 11th. He seems to be having a great time and has been able to spend time with family on both sides. It is hard to believe that he is old enough to do that already. We miss him a lot, but are grateful that he is mature enough to trust with such a big thing.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">We are enjoying the summer sun. Paige and I took in the annual Midnight Sun Baseball game. It is played every year on the day of the summer soltice and starts around 10:30pm. No artificial lights are used (or needed), because the sun doesn't set until around 1:00am. The local baseball team, the Fairbanks Goldpanners, play and it was a lot of fun. </div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qePhOTmikyL0x_7ThDUXL1laul_kIRUCzomxfMlq35CMutOLHf6IYRzDtDnZfKETBpbCGC6vDSuIPZ-gpTly_dcn8Ue6vLI4R-6QGuMxHNGfiuezu9IytQm7qUbjeqsRvrb-WhGpvg8/s1600/DSC_0838.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487994514188140562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qePhOTmikyL0x_7ThDUXL1laul_kIRUCzomxfMlq35CMutOLHf6IYRzDtDnZfKETBpbCGC6vDSuIPZ-gpTly_dcn8Ue6vLI4R-6QGuMxHNGfiuezu9IytQm7qUbjeqsRvrb-WhGpvg8/s320/DSC_0838.JPG" /></a><br />This was the sun at midnight.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVaWJpKjDn6Mr5mzOuNA2t4ngQEhyioDzjsFhHoZFksY9Sh3GD2p0tXE-sIIyEpMaGBMLCXDeh5SSHcv52fOnEf-EKY04U5eQjfDdxz6VyCNdxxpDp9QEmRY1l1iVmFx8_dQNNnMy9jpQ/s1600/DSC_0841.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487994508095043922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVaWJpKjDn6Mr5mzOuNA2t4ngQEhyioDzjsFhHoZFksY9Sh3GD2p0tXE-sIIyEpMaGBMLCXDeh5SSHcv52fOnEf-EKY04U5eQjfDdxz6VyCNdxxpDp9QEmRY1l1iVmFx8_dQNNnMy9jpQ/s320/DSC_0841.JPG" /></a>Once the sun dropped behind the hills around 12:40ish am, it was a bit easier to take pics.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3ommtI4omxk-27XFdqxuiCI1zCNR27LfsZJaAiii5zsOjm8g__G0WfjAM4lMYzazZujXsZHJC27qOffV6r_JQSCoaGoAHG0oxLK10u8o5SA7pY91HvuUCYTU4zFpiUAZO7IexKxHYgs/s1600/DSC_0846.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487994497467137554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3ommtI4omxk-27XFdqxuiCI1zCNR27LfsZJaAiii5zsOjm8g__G0WfjAM4lMYzazZujXsZHJC27qOffV6r_JQSCoaGoAHG0oxLK10u8o5SA7pY91HvuUCYTU4zFpiUAZO7IexKxHYgs/s320/DSC_0846.JPG" /></a> We left the game at 1:30am and they were starting the 11th inning tied at 2-2. I heard later that they played until 3:00am and it went 15 innings. Only in Alaska!<br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvH-JUuH0t6AAk7eXgFefF2xlmzpvrkeWYuqz5Gmrfh1Ml6dR4mU4mIV6a3Fv5zYpPRKlz2-kzEgLRE6b-7rZbMgq0T3ngYcKrTHJPhaHbh9sDAR47aK1XODka1zcobHSNCvFU6NMViQ/s1600/DSC_0852.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487994488547079106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvH-JUuH0t6AAk7eXgFefF2xlmzpvrkeWYuqz5Gmrfh1Ml6dR4mU4mIV6a3Fv5zYpPRKlz2-kzEgLRE6b-7rZbMgq0T3ngYcKrTHJPhaHbh9sDAR47aK1XODka1zcobHSNCvFU6NMViQ/s320/DSC_0852.JPG" /></a>Paige is growing so much and becoming more and more fun all the time. She is starting to like to do some girlie things, like paint our nails and stuff like that, so it is going to be a fun difference for Mom. She and I went to a symphony concert the other night and I decided to put her in one of her little dresses. She just looked so cute. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Well, that is about all from here in Alaska. We are excited about our 4th of July plans and will try to post a bit more regularly. Hope you all have a great summer!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-7KhXflvAzKyOiRiB_Vb-j4AywHS4xEbd4cif1VVbVUvjrK40uIuFo238q5neWgRZbQxchyphenhyphenTM4YQv_DF-ssseus44bFY-0E4arUTjI5u4eRAiznVx1RuHooaKZ1NyhXHLyAwtrjd9olA/s1600/DSC_0848.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487994480229900882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-7KhXflvAzKyOiRiB_Vb-j4AywHS4xEbd4cif1VVbVUvjrK40uIuFo238q5neWgRZbQxchyphenhyphenTM4YQv_DF-ssseus44bFY-0E4arUTjI5u4eRAiznVx1RuHooaKZ1NyhXHLyAwtrjd9olA/s320/DSC_0848.JPG" /></a> These are a few of my strawberries. Darndest thing, the next day I went out to pick them and eat them and they were gone.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-34491796357180100322010-04-03T20:15:00.000-07:002010-04-04T00:41:37.306-07:00Winding Down Our Winter!<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>WOW!!!! I knew I hadn't updated in awhile, but I didn't realize it has been almost three months. Sorry everyone! I guess I can use my surgery as an excuse, but it would simply be that, an excuse.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div>Anyway, since the turn of the calendars at the new year, we have been enjoying the down slide of winter. We have so enjoyed the arrival of more sunlight, although we are soon headed to the days of the midnight sun, so we will surely get our fill before winter hits again.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Noah finished up his first hockey season at the beginning of March, and he really loved it. It was amazing to see him go from not really having skated before to actually looking and playing like a real live hockey player. His coach was very pleased with his progress and told us he has a natural talent. I am not sure how I feel about that, since I know the expense that can be incurred for him to play hockey. I guess we'll just have to see how it goes.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456175371206562130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbriV5IuV5PPxWb9t8yNNLxXKgAdtcyDoDTLN4HTSeanCS6Yg09MOFQwvtdP5iaNu5CHiv4ojQT8dqQ6MxPGdeTItUrW-plNp-BdLlxKTHdwukDeq6biOTxbL_raG0txZad8ysnlSmIBg/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456175387121317122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiObzs7VhiRyUuCyTiTz9NIJwZU6CgRaHjtwMA_go1hcd1u1F2BeTsX8vG01otxvDUn-O-YO2TyMIDLJc1ugbURDj7F5oYGi5A4PJdhvM3gwsrS4LDfvg82c1ADLVOkjk_IOHSE2zxqOhY/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" /></div><div align="center">The boys played in a tournament in January against the next level of players,</div><div align="center">and it showed in their size difference.<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456173483157563026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQ_JiyrjK7wOJUrUbc2c6UdBf_LLnC6qkZUA-lvYAswhYFOPosr4IdQtK0MX4-TRYdy5Z0Zb_kqvNFEG-WIQUJ1uFTTBZrCsfKiTPyHXkibIoJ3iBFSr70yrNckCHYHtQCYUvuWO-hfs/s320/DSC_0853.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456173485630981074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCALTqOJh2RvqvP2sqUbn7BChBiQLVpj23IWEnlKvR603W4Os1kAfRV2bcI_PAqFvh7IPXhr06M3_-WVkDz9G5bpi_sNNumn7ez1-eBzXtIZvBDAXRM31Ibyq4-v4kKa3m5dX8xChAKVE/s320/DSC_0896.JPG" /></div><div> </div><div align="center">Noah & Coach Dima Kulmanovsky</div><div><br /></div><div>As part of his commitment for fundraising for hockey, we had to work numerous games for the local NAHL hockey team, the Fairbanks Ice Dogs. During the last game of the season, Noah was able to be one of the flag skaters. He was very excited for this opportunity and to meet the players after the game.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456175394382737970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3I2GRfY7e7wiosIZ-uxfyekLncHjdVNV_-tx21w4C4sFSj1Ta97UxF6twxPV35Yp2JSnmLxo8H4zGvlRn92wpOj6fOMNg_3CYvBDiBiUyWLTtFmOAXYf8d4bA2Vs2TZEW0680hZ7IuAA/s320/DSC_1035.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456175397162133202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69zo9EmHToflyOpL0_7SAXcN09SrECy7KYeiDTFr9E0qeAV_0HI05i-j0alNtz_e1sTqA6XOTxmDYdPLF0y9o10S08sDBsXnAYYBbsPX6xb3H4vHBYJ7A2oPcdzemer8sHhn5cb9eWpQ/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Getting autographs after the game!</div><div><br /></div><div>Paige has continued to grow and change. She talks all the time, and she is definitely enjoying her 2 year-old status. She is very head-strong and definitely knows what she does and does not want. We have managed recently to get her to keep pony tails in her hair. She looks so cute when she keeps them in, which is about 75% of the time. Daddy loves it!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456173446235727602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bKtiIbg12b_N0h8Rm8JFjjltstrj37KMrz9i705M0SkktGl_VbCP9CZIgTnzJ457d4tfqqsTetkFhSNlu3aDm5rujK5TDNrVJxh8ZC47OO63qY6IidG53M8yobXrkUEEsukg9Hx6c2Q/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456170928344630626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht0ZqZtO2wKwvUTvn3Z_sAjVZISGw4JsnjD6eRPLjIulVeXghAg8YvzFFms0VNV9SzogVZFCoRvyYBhDQ1SvSPQUjYdIh7J6pOKesu6ISxMoudPl0F3lGpycVeJoRxGl3robITQAH4xrM/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Earlier in the winter it had been quite cold and we were unable to get out much. Shortly after the new year, it began to warm up a bit and we were getting temps closer to the negative teens rather than the -20s and -30s we had been getting. It is amazing what a difference just a few degrees makes. Anyway, the "warmer" temperatures afforded us the opportunity to get out a bit more. So, we have enjoyed riding the snowmobile, building forts, walks on the nearby trails, and sledding, to name a few things. Of course, the natural beauty of Alaska is of great enjoyment as well.</div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165253282134882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirF4kRSvdqZCJNztVgZoVzFFWz0yCwwRmVt3ga52FT1R_QJZPw-ovXMi5IHKwuGLdM2gddjdzxNa1B0CD_hcOdoJnbwY5o5AG5Vf85Oxveh86Z8jZPSE9jshypXx7xeiYPkxpFH3nPIpU/s320/DSC_0273.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456170892013268994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGFMFkj6psrnJCE8_6nKIHAk1yyWJiNJpnwqCnXzrQHE-SUbb1qmIAcBE9RBnFsZfsPW0e6VBxtpW7pQJIVpRNASPKe1ZzWd8qm5K0a3j7i-4JNSxsn1DFhMqwsVK8aWidzvhrL5gg4k/s320/DSC_0971.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456170904219614930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7edLxrocK2Qv0sNpI8P9Ywx6eW1laE_KlZnhFREswTmQOQGf50zEYsZPlyiITQW69Gq9YEbKFosa9lD3c6ti3lg8_pqJfg2M1VJlrVeVzvo_rIjM5-xcv1uePE_wVIURFtymAZ4YwyBc/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456170919278839394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8SuoQlAG6xZ3AmF0MV5Cay4OaKgRt9Dm621JpHmNAdx82t8Mn3KlSwjRrJZTFs8XRiqe6xlSShfjaWtHgsEg8b8JjnRPmt4Cq6BbKMts6Ssn2bZvTB5COEcadZR3mEYPpdiv0S1TyKkc/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456173460846050050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiszIDg-cWFMKtL8zh3JBbt8iTivqL0DbjvmrbS_-_FcwLRIEHWf6wCeVpbSCSU0seIAVqNw0wudqVOqfn4oGa9S0S8neL_cm3qjQP23ioeOMD9H4tPqUo8zMjpEtPRXSGWJN4Nm6AVxgk/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456173472717397714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ezn_SULKjItqU-xds3DH8Y3N7Y8CSoT_7giiKU5awMQBQAPl3Tl88LSnWU8lmNIc0jWVf_dGKcnFZlUz3wSSACsznAGrreeYb_HhehxUFTySa6T8EABGUXvF9EOmw2JfqxHlT4eYb64/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456170911007622658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ8y0EV0_azXlNvCmIWLA99wmYKxmErpfQo3naAoYn5OameiIAeKzA1kgb8fXBh7tDbDO0m1hoExd8GkW4ZMIJ3DA_6bQwQnFLPJ4KLueBgr-bDWs_cuiNa7TNAFfzYoMnpBfdSmQ632o/s320/DSC_0289.JPG" /><br /><br /><div>In February, the Yukon Quest Dog Sled Race started from here in Fairbanks. It is a 1,000 mile dog sled race that runs between Fairbanks and Whitehorse, Canada. In even years it starts here in Fairbanks and in odd years it ends here. I had a great time watching the start this year. It was fun to see world reknown dog sled racer, Lance Mackey, run his team at the start of the race. I am hoping that next year we can make it to the beginning of the Iditarod down near Anchorage. I really wanted to this year, but was unable to because of my surgery.</div><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165189169128530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMoWgi9yAsyhyphenhyphen7RMqMP8Mi1Ji-LRJ230tvTW_5QHkaoIm9wGfkIgJ7hG5ehgHMH-j-PG4ujIqh2n8n-3D8H_kXuCeiILTO5GMNqSfOUhh0Pwa6yf6W1Y3ZjuPHDBxFSOVCHrbVLSyN7U/s320/DSC_0303.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165204801518786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeym0c9GJwWt_GCqIWI85KImYAGYCielb7WRROLT2BSO7Xwa6pDl_R_7cIlp7I13DjN5IP3DvPIRK9yqgxtNgzrLaMcOPRc4OWRgj3bhPoszUxzyGQA1Xx9wDFhGtjxTt-zmpWjrYHOFI/s320/DSC_0394.JPG" /><br /><div>The end of February, my mom came to visit and help out with the kids so I could have a disc removed from my neck and two of my vertebrae fused together. It was a fairly standard surgery, and my recovery has gone very well. I am feeling almost back to 100%, but I still have certain things that I am not able to do.</div><br /><div></div><div>While Grandma was visiting, we were able to take her to the World Ice Art Championship (ie the Ice Park). It is amazing what they can do with a block of ice or blocks and lots of tools.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456161402810366146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKhUHEfZm3HjjXWdPGkQbZ4UupMRoCqFRm2Eij9SajWGV4hm-uulYkoWNAMNzlvSBS3B1GR_y828aXNq2xp3EQR89UeTQ6TLrd9hkpbjc3XXiZfJDHSaolyHNvu2i95uR_0GNlmubuXE/s320/DSC_0514.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456161421244989874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfQpyVsTko4b4k-6bUi6z66xMA3s95-bj1ShnZpQKe3Qe6Qz-Zift_Keu1oTZsSFc3srnWvBWz-Fb6kU45TcGibDhddcoYwTPKgJVqH0Zd2sPCh3XIGgJlrIYfeEyHuogTx_Mi1wAJkqE/s320/DSC_0568.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456161412200487314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQSiFZQCYXx1AaNzkCmrNfGMrfixKWRqVkZps7IrhE4T9qmcHXyN7hPbOuAeoxUp08UJw6hONdmrpH4uD2PkGXdn2vArdk1Smaty2BBP1KH9venP_h8zYrLFEygj2eVe15Esho6nX0YE/s320/DSC_0584.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165227706280786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF314Lf6zpaL-M3fRmr2VkX9z07TnAto-2cdY2N_4HwMu1Wb6h-2qgYDICB9qBuJmYaqfwFLg-1GgXg2HS0dvyMjbvXGJcQ5XLcckdPSlAiCnYCY03c2lBewhZxush4x5C0gM7R8SrDoQ/s320/DSC_0911.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456161429974595570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Q-q0sJHHg44rzTUyPEapfu8GliyIO6J8tTcvAjD1pKpnWAyKEb2MFb02TO8P0tFkUoS09B3b-H7StjK8Q3LtixGZsfrNs45tMAprW5PIE7p0HsjXrRDcunUJgO_UgVvW7tyC4kQf5hc/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456161436118955154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06GoYlR1Vya2-gQcgfau5y0D28X8hfGkr47f76-WsdYxF1cCaDbi0fMVta2RbZQdXMfexy9tJTWh4AA6qE-NWsL333KNfVYfJYjf3i8M8eJyny-tNZZIb-DD2KFtm7zRY3qfM5iCqbC8/s320/DSC_0698.JPG" /></div><br /><div></div><div>We are now enjoying the arrival of break-up (spring) here in Interior Alaska. It brings much mess, but it also means that the beautiful Alaska summer isn't far away. We hope that everyone is blessed and having a good 2010. We miss our family and friends tremendously, and hopefully we will get the chance to see you soon. Our house is always open to visitors.</div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165239512005074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ-P8A6Ww2wJIlcO3VwfeIHmEHQZ93u8DsK9MI7rA_PpTLC9ZMGTCFlcMQ3IqvAqz_E0YHkrS2snsg-djPYRqN0D3ajkLTeA8KfcF8NRbHCm1scq77aEeJ6YV5-VgwmESWdDy0RAEK468/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-393888004442805172010-01-08T19:49:00.000-08:002010-01-13T23:18:00.918-08:00Holiday Happenings & A Blessed New Year!<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Hello All! Well, another holiday season is complete. The unfortunately dead Christmas tree came down the day after Christmas and the decorations just recently were returned to their blissfully organized place in the sea of rubbermaid tubs down in the basement. </div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>We really did have a wonderful Christmas break though. We didn't do too much in the way of exciting stuff, but rather just enjoyed some quiet and fun time as a family and with a few friends.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Christmas Eve we attended a wonderful night of music celebrating the coming of Our Savior at our church and then attended a Christmas Eve party. It was a good time for all as the kids enjoyed playing with all the other children there, and we were able to mingle and meet some new people. </div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Upon returning home on Christmas Eve, we maintained our tradition of allowing the kids to open a present or two (one of which is always PJs from Grandma Pauline). So, dressed in their cozy PJs, cookies and milk put out for Santa and the reindeer food sprinkled in the yard, the kids were off to bed. Leaving Mommy and Daddy to do a little elfing around until 2:30am.</div><div> </div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424589213248433666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguZJdtzViDvRy0LRLvQD_0s2ie2OC5ouisBINxJWJacVFQEdovio64WusDmhAadLLclYtZcB2pmjvL73Pi4GxBRdMWn-AlqWcnNmrh30gZE09Uo_yXYNyfxofQCTqr38bmqZkR-1vb7jY/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Paige's Christmas Eve PJs</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426488350279571554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGJECiJcfP3d6PS6y4QFmRKK0Q58RRwuMVLEKoSb4dpADB3OhE698zJhXSK_mf4uPHFIPbWnvgEejEG83Vxf8QD7Kn4jKRULB8jGhwtMCe7N-XMriuF_0PsSTqcL3wVyal__bmDcfWacY/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" />Noah's Christmas Eve PJs<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426488336644799858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlwxRsNdT7aF-9_w7iBdECCE5B1zlGSJCmMhOsC9g3st2GdJyA9LECd-1vZJ06yXp3dyxGMI2MrX8XPi9Dyg8tgaKpLXxwHVAWPRpit7uDUDQ3cNA_b7aAgCCDaRxawTzaqSm-nXRwrs/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">Santa must have been a smidge hungry and thirsty! ;-)</div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div align="left">Christmas morning was a delight, as we watched the kids enjoy their gifts. Although the gifts aren't what Christmas is truly about, it is still fun to watch children in their innocence and wonder as they discover what Santa has brought.</div><div align="left"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424589225108290642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN2ySZYRYSb58v0IIPd9ZlsWReb5Ths4HcutpdM6M31NrUpPYPogSYe4_yXTvRAlhdAz_YfkWKDYQbMhc62ffTe7pHWzmTzqa-ke0HSKHFxaKcP-XflyDAed360GLT0NjKmbbe4GqGRXc/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Noah's new hockey stick and Nerf machine gun.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424589232211572498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0uwciBYr1_-ul6mDhRXTMloLz8HZNX4GQ5QiwLXGTaD_w1stWihN5zyXHhQAK6YLKjdu1kWEIVS3oD5ySsvE0ma1LyLpoVRRVFRxAMKMSXbQjThq7kk2Gpzh-X3CXAGwy5RabGvGK3Mc/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" />Paige's new kitchen play set. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /><div></div><div align="left">We ended Christmas day with a fabulous dinner and games with our friends the Ingebrigtsons. It was overall a very relaxing and fun day.</div><br /><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424590859391889218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLh67SvdgmPr6pm5mL6CxaRpmPMZIQc91H2gdRzgyWzOs7WSZk1rAxWOCkSVD2o_BdQP5SCRm5lOyNr6NwlPasvFhCLvuitl4i1PHHwZvNmuXFlMyEF4B85_4iQoObXX6nNblxlFipSE/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" /><br /><div>Although the weather was quite chilly throughout the majority of the holidays, we were able to get out on the snowmachine a couple times. Of course, that is always enjoyable.</div><div></div><br /><div>We began our New Year's Eve celebration with fireworks. Since they can't shoot them off for the 4th of July up here (it doesn't get dark in the summer), they have a decent display for the New Year. After that, we came home and enjoyed some yummy snacks and dessert and laughed our heads off playing games with our great friends the Grahams. A great way to bring in the New Year!</div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424590875570639506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC3-jUWoI6_x4hsZxdon0-0nlx-UzY2TAifql2K2GAzUfnCEhl6XI2z_adnODixYfYFpHTJ0L0Yj1p81b2Ysi-vUyjY66Zec1e8LjcrSaDmHRMv4rvZMQOhJ3LdWO6tcdWLVDmoCRTfto/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424590867309938706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OO8ITLrDwF52Pwupgw_MAoESSmOfsJihqWx_FAB8WhHZu5WMgaPxpObBxpr5K_1E4ON-_XjZl-WJDZEgFbdCMiYBFZkT1X1s_mtlIaXPF3tysy0UBnGMIORL-ExgqpdKD0WZTRp3goo/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" /></div><div></div><div></div><div>Just after the New Year, Noah went back to hockey practice and they had their first "game" against another team. Although they didn't win, it was great for them to have the opportunity to play a full game. Because this team that he is on is a developmental team rather than a competetive team, they haven't really played any games yet this season.</div><div><br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426487314017456370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACGIuv28DFngUb2bqZNZpr46DagHxk1oXNgm4Was-HGdmDFjtKMGWUM-EwTKHeLI5Iljfajy53MDm0up0mQ_lF7rhMIFImEaRinNi_yux6FHOQU8LJA9XkBuRcJjADlmBQKNon-CgIo4/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" /></div><div align="center">He's getting better and better all the time, and the best part is that he is having a blast.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426487329502668962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvjOgXpPBBi6zvnZ0I3uDJDEW0OXxkTPlDHhyphenhyphenN_vpOOEb5hCURWMnkmL0N7l8rDZyS6qCrrK7mvo4Hd6O2uU7wBg8BdM8W9phP4loCWBSDfhT25tpO5L6ukDB2UbRLwJKf-weLdYQ9Xo/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" /><br /><div></div><div>After all the fun and festivities, it is inevitable that one will have to return to reality and "real" life. So, back to work went Jerry, back to school went Noah, and back to volunteering, running my business and keeping house I went.</div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426487355025494818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3IqST-gKtLZMi_8B9TcS8I0cNPwGvFFys_Tn1fNx7IJEsDJxz4lC9Fho4By55b_lIhF7oVXHO3sMhm3VBVcjJ4f_rif6QD0CsTbSkJlF747Rj_G2ne_lgazgbG8Kud8_Ylt9OEyqePY/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" /></div><div align="center">The Princess and the Frog!?! Which one is which?!?</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Before he went back to work though, Jerry managed to finish his moose rack and we finally hung it in the house. I never thought I would be so excited about antlers/horns going up in my house, but I really like it. They look great!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424590880367254082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2SFrRuyok7EnCfhkJhf62RqF-8VWkk0Oi5hy-BlF_7XenI8i28AXwtpX0dAuttU10rjVE-5X-L9rPH9wR1s4szMMSYXUaH670LfP5AA58o90T9TgAhYQJOZPSKW91pwCICh9H0_qVP8g/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" /></div><p>As an added bonus, we got to celebrate Christmas a second time, when Uncle Kenny and Auntie Brandy's boxes finally arrived. Noah had been patiently (or not so) waiting since Christmas. It was fun to have an unexpected extra time of gift opening.</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426487342926166258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS4ek1IZaZtUdJI2hMGl9B5IXV0n93BzOx_lNQNarRnVQlbGXmBxl_XmeOPlxUO4xRcB2YVZCjd35FwrSo4ZiT-wI98w-w1pqybOF12Kg2freaZKM0M1oDAuD8GU_zs4jLStiEBL4hWns/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Paige wearing one of her new hats from Auntie Brandy and her money monkey "piggy" bank.</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426487361546563730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipFMdHWrpxwI5N3i8l6DaOtpqIgl6-QSU6yfqiOPnkrYXnp3dfgIwsW9cRSdxMbeI2DNxnNQA3vt3O_0vLypteTDlgAXNIAT2hVAl0dwjT1PfO9igudYVTd0zgV89RNa6sZlJwZ1BN1-U/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center">Watch out, Noah has spy gear and he's not afraid to use it.</p><p align="center">(Not sure why this pic is turned?!?)</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-57685251632322220952009-12-17T19:06:00.000-08:002009-12-17T20:13:24.098-08:00Christmas Cheer!<div align="left">Well, it is definitely looking a lot like Christmas around here. Since my last post, we have been busy with the usual holiday preparations. Some of which, have absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Christmas is really about the fact that and amazing miracle took place on that day so we could all be spared the misery we truly deserve. However, I do so enjoy the spirit of Christmas that has become the holiday we celebrate today. My only challenge is to always make sure that we are giving our children a good understanding of the true meaning of the season.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">Anyway, Thanksgiving was a great weekend affair. We had friends, the Mayers, drive up from Wasilla to join us for the weekend, and a few friends from here in town also joined us for dinner. The meal was great and more food was had than is really ever necessary, but oh so yummy. </div><div align="center"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423336298131922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTVsO2eqFbQRQPY7UT4c6HLgteZjR9qITrncnqtJmT2VPtVU41244GpZN9spHkbuR0KEf8gutFcTkyJAZ9uQY4r494Ne0QhfzRW2JT5lpmIVHBV0V8ngzlH121E87vf-b3T8wfcoR5s_0/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">This year's 20lb sacrificial bird!<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414018720384322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKV6krSawLzoo6nHVwdrnb2g-xiXMoR3MXAoLK3Ps2vhphrv5M8B1VSlAE-Ex4r_JOOSDa-uwRRrfp6AoRE7a7oZhMa-U0FHnhcjOUviQlYW3k8fTDEoqe13BxJzB3Sdl7p61KBjU7MF8/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Our banquet table!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="left">On Friday night, the big people escaped to one of our local "hot" spots. We ventured out to Chena Hot Springs and enjoyed a couple hours of relaxing soak in the springs. It was fabulous.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414034217230018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG58dWDRQWfHWd6MsWN0GXccOTIoJGbua0KohTE05OnQQTqs8pxYh8PlzCAyztzcwScl92Eh4J1Fsp5zb8WnQGscF1JgvpBYIPa448LYtEKaCw9a_NlIdxuwf8XqzOXjpkQIoqlgg2e7Y/s320/IMG_7616.JPG" /> <p align="center">It was only about 11 degrees out, so it wasn't too cold. We were hoping for something in the negatives, for the affect. ;-)</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414023001415778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYxc4XC6KuVMlWgtSldWSsitodoyY4XgnTyIAJAwLrmpSxuv0EdiLSCNsQ7HUTgJNDtKeTOm8xm1YR4stvN3nS13gwINQG_h7hsVzigaT0Rr2h0I4AbZsqZIyW2Wge-xfOFnrGV71H4w/s320/IMG_7612.JPG" /> <p align="center"> Yep, that's snow on the rocks and steam all around us! </p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423061600858514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyOWoY8W17MAC86Cl6nexOxXH_41qDUsGGRvsUEn6dvQpRkkftGDuQQ3qBwmf3KXg8-Oijl50A6v64sAVzpUg5rJjBdS-BKEq6RbyLvG9zYDImr384_YUtyRC80zEWwWOtW1ozC5bczAc/s320/IMG_7613.JPG" />Alicia & I<br /></p><p align="left">We also made a trip out to visit Santa over the Thanksgiving weekend. That is always fun. </p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416641870161730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWndjWC4oM4rUzOn__hgnFBUoAd_Je8ZOJddgEWy20Ds3ogkFv39yAExNZcIYRlFbE-nxNauA5nhvGVG3DwsoRF-L5CoamyWLIgpmIQL_QEJ3WJVn0XA61_LoMZaqwhsVQPXjG2H1PcRw/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416653349223954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDn6P0RxMVl23Nd9s08fw40PODseADCwREJgkIuiLN6p9gX2mMSD5occKvYaz2oD8Dt5v6RK3N4CEaMPaRnY4ngYW36-G8AYZBsC3SCtLCEXTpztxTEZY_3NLY_Q5fF5SpLJfSY99yA5w/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Santa's reindeer, or if you ask Paige, caribou. Smart girl!</div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416627951660642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimBY0VmQoP_6Ogo8PtKrZh31WmCJZG2tLXM-006wMqu_Qe3k38ENrN74iY-crapSyxmXRU6Uq5jTc44h4wI1-ppjyc4W5boKnzQyk6U0Svk_vuvaGVmBDhdzkSajSopoULSkHsuc_hUxY/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416640323942242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyIIwrxSc2j3WGo6aD5Ceu6FCstDiCvk-jGspWFAGYpodpNQNDegVMGmzmrT7HYSyQKlnKm4iXqIXArhQslimoE1MbcxB9Dkgl6wcgZIIFdl9rR_cZaUNM-bIpCjZL9nLe8jPAIH4T5Z4/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Amanda, Noah & Carrie with Santa!<br /></div>The week following Thanksgiving it was my quest to find out where to get a real tree that would not die after a week or so. So, after a bit of asking around I was successful and we purchased our beautiful (although fairly short) Christmas tree. We started the decorating process as a family, but the kids quickly became bored with the process, so Jerry and I finished it.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416662467789234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpLNuYRVfM0V_7vPlazhdDZmSPiO_ow-c9UvJLty7cqFJUF2GTHQxWqrNcowXl69iOjgU4Z9NsP7a3gd8lxvLdnrSGVjlW1Ncn44tontA4wXeXrlZdSxroxDXPXNz7Te_RKn_oddI93Y/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420514260930082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CU621vghKJFjJ_vPMt4wDB_urbrygT7iVgdTSqTeWTqozB_2zkmHEDOP2zsKcyE8L2OpIrARKIraSvJOucjBS_I2jNohjA_vXhNMi8wKpgxhyx8o-CnHAIgjiKPZGprB85IFRWRZGz8/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423052237425842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2nmv119ZXpC8u1Llm9HjI3OVPPVi24G445LTCD0qbCcczKKQjUToZgLfOFyw-_zFidT_oXoCIgydzqo-sN6MAW7lJVZRt25tihVss6MA8vb3rtD9iLoe_jX4vDA9HYDmWLvdPeJ7snA/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /><br />The tree was up, wreaths were hung, decorations were out around the house and the lights eventually got put up outside. I even managed to get my Christmas baking in this past weekend with a couple dear friends that the Lord has blessed me with here.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420525734593074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3pRJUqg5AdIpD3Fiw-r7nWfgs2Brhd9J1TOJuUfcFlfeHIruZyGZmq44DIqN2hS_7y0LXOzoc30JQECkVuibgaydCPS4jaC8XK4FPCbXsYnu4MuQ_ivec8tv7kfrUj3O5A3r4Gs-QbM/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420533279552706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZG7LB-NO9qj0FlkgwBiSMg9qeZLk8rMdVNC181qIBNKGM6lVF6pIDuDnGSTbZ2sLRdUrP8bWZwnDjhdgDxx8E7-ahHgEYIx6Nu7TIQuwaZsUNlK59CDNQKJ6Gg146arYWENnAGn-agA/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" /><br /><br />Noah had his holiday concert at school last week. You know, they can't call it a Christmas concert anymore. They also, evidently, can't sing any songs about Jesus either. Although, it is perfectly alright to sing songs about Haanuka and Kwanza. Whatever! He still looked handsome (even if he's trying to grow his hair out) and the kids all sounded great.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420543156278178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwS8iOVastsVGXYZOBm8w63Lb_chEmQLQUj45xprZSjqSik_vkOGgf2E-WNtdgPMDstOzkHtDhpdEpIHAiW_pKVIOcU-CgcMrTA24USdTkq2i9Oy-RLmQdu25R-5PeUIw8W8L2MrEjuU/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" /> So, the packages are out, the shopping is done (?) and Christmas cards/letters are next on the list. I have all the necessary supplies, I just need to actually get them addressed and sent. Wish me luck!<br /><br /><br /><br />To anyone that may actually follow this blog, I pray that you and your family have a very Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year! Remember that Jesus is the reason for the season, and without Him there wouldn't be reason for much.Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-85436216189208916152009-11-24T16:15:00.000-08:002009-11-24T16:28:01.906-08:00Halloween, Hockey & Other Fun Stuff!Well, a couple weeks turned into almost a month, and I am finally getting another post up.<br /><div><br /></div><div>Halloween was a frigid experience this year! Paige made it out for just a few houses and then returned to the warmth of handing out candy with Mommy. It wouldn't have been so bad if the wind hadn't been blowing.</div><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407830412077447730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbo_afjV2T-Tu4ywuIVu5b3kutHbjpAVDmlBB-cyvtXEjm7Na4OuLrYI-DcLnTW6Zpwr_33nEdfyYSqgWf3JNq_GiIGvQeMIOqpQLTdAnefcV0AhzOsqVQK-xuGrayqdGzDR9dh96MJ8s/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Noah was a soldier and Paige was a lady bug. They each had on several layers of clothing underneathe their costumes.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407830420978244610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKHRkiiI676DxIczGOivj9LU4w_djnUemRpKsR6aduPHt_nBjTR1G7YmZC85nxURj8tkqgQknOcRVra_wLpYUQ58QJJbrFI0k8aXJuZyedJEa9H7nDBOiPRrBMwMCI6QmhRxlHpGfuUo/s320/DSC_00371.JPG" />Just too cute not to share!<br /><br /><br /><div align="left">Noah continues to play hockey, and he amazes me all the time with how much better he is getting. He is really enjoying it, and seems to be picking it up pretty well. I am really glad that he got onto this developmental team, because I think it is making a great difference for him to be focusing more on the skills rather than the actual game.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407830437074039874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WSTKE7aPI7Cki07sWtEupXh1wNe_WzoW1qhIQ2mxpcvZTaMHZcMzeM7aKEGx-PAgUaOzzCKYrsQ3y_bbk9Cevpz5_aSwl1C24eMETu1Eo5SnGc9MTNC-1Jmgwyl5z9fu-hStYSHQqgs/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" /><br />He has become much more comfortable on his skates, since the beginning of the season just about a month ago.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407830429751513522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKPzyU9m8kOtfo2AmVVNqsFmMCgu-VrVxCqMlr273XAtLFsXZOm0OZ2XIzzwPdiD-pxV2RIWxs7uqzvr7FaeKkCOGHr95766DpBiNw8eIEuLHe5qUfCABSwMjRpa4TRjBeetOvfbzJFEw/s320/DSC_00880.JPG" /><br />He even looks like a hockey player!<br /><br /><div align="left">Other than hockey, school and the daily grind, we haven't been up to much. Enjoying some chill time on the weekends and getting ready for the holidays is the norm around here. It has quickly become a beautiful winter wonderland up here in Interior Alaska, and I love it.</div><br /><br />We will be spending Thanksgiving at home with guests for dinner. I love cooking the entire spread, and enjoy watching people share a meal and laughter together even more.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Happy Thanksgiving to all our friends & loved ones far and near! (mosty far)</div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-28039762084346961792009-10-28T22:35:00.001-07:002009-10-28T22:58:53.063-07:00Waiting on WinterWow, where did a month go already? And what have we been doing that has kept us so busy?<br /><div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I was busy at the beginning of the month with a vendor event and a few parties for my Tastefully Simple business. I really enjoy being able to get out a weekend or two a month to do some business. I'm not raking in the bucks, but it is a little bit of extra here and there.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Jerry did a little playing the first weekend of the month. It was really his last chance to get out and do some fishing, duck hunting, and camping. If you ask me, camping at the beginning of October in Interior Alaska, not a smart choice. When you have to check to see if the sloughs have frozen over it is too cold for that. They had fun though! No fish worth keeping. A few ducks that I still have to figure out how to cook, and a couple beavers. Jerry's friend DJ decided to set some traps on their way out and check them on their way back in and he caught three beaver.</div><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895179634614034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3AQqXgYvOu8-ze76vwlhyphenhyphen5K8LUEjSGIwy83v5OcPSgFb8OdEAYLvotVL5D5WzoH-NwqaM-s3S5pOJ2UGw95Hy2ma3U4BO3Hfahmpb_45AwxQlNzLwgXfzu8MGGEdrkIlpIDpy2kyQZ0/s320/100_4880.JPG" /></div><div></div><div align="center">Check out that beaver!</div><div align="center"></div><div></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895192232535746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUGrMbe4i2Amh1aHXC3vGtl6IDlJL_LOtoXczgwlsJLYZTz6KQXIs0keMbCzQRgl8obfkG-XmFYWMeNsN_xY1pIrJ3LRI3xek0i1YB5Cl_PoezS72vZJ6dn_SynntQQydMWAMTv91LIU/s320/100_4902.JPG" /><br />There is something that is just wrong about this picture.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">Noah started hockey this month, and he really seems to be determined. I am not quite sure how I feel about a future as a hockey mom, but we'll just see how this first season goes. Thank you so much to the Boylan family who set Noah up before we left Hawaii with most all of the hockey equipment he needed to get started playing. Much Mahalo to you! </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895197113884834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ut_WDepvjl703_DkCK4p1kVozTXduVJ3oL_zCno17Dc2RXYsQKM5j2F4URx2bOcMFc6RDcIm_2LJgSLzjYLTuaP0p-5vZYLQFHlbdXQj_2NJzHmpr2WXWyik-kzqH_Ifj9eGgy3a5BY/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Still trying to find his ice legs, but he was a trooper and kept going!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895204747558610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3DuFtkHKQV9C896yvESZigpUCVKNUbMsGYSMjMAY5yi8q7r_kNROv1vfgEcRfNqfsyMuPOoHKlKKCIsn_LefVfnlc9SbRrqvB2Ht0jQ2V_sakYecY02wUvNJL4XMt8jMSr7rHwLlnu1k/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" /><br />Rock it Noah!<br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">Well, short and sweet this time! That is pretty much our month so far. Of course, Halloween is coming up this weekend, so I should be posting again soon. Until then, we love and miss all of our family and friends around the world. We always love to hear from old friends.</div><div align="left"></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895207337484834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGnQFtLe88jWSU0lhsem_t3c3AoVHq2U5QEcZPaonwIU4d4uOWQPILyhqXHlPFhiPHRry1z7Cta6V_g7gnj9Ni-X1RkPCpHynIJa5V8kImlvy45vm00hxsQtVPoA4TN7sBFv_aslVkgJY/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" /></div></div><br /><p align="center">Had to include a pic of our most adorable Vikings fan! </p><p align="center">She's getting so big and cuter and cuter all the time.</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-88749132099778289422009-09-23T10:33:00.000-07:002009-09-23T11:52:38.860-07:00Fall in Alaska<div align="left">I realized as I sat down to update our blog that it has been just over a month since I last posted, and that has pretty much been the extent of our fall. We are not used to fall coming so early and/or leaving so early either, but that is how it goes here in Alaska. It has been a beautiful fall though. We had some unusually warmer fall weather and it has been so wonderful to see fall colors again. Hawaii was beautiful, but there is nothing like fall colors. Missing the reds from the maples, but it is still gorgeous. Now it is already trying to be winter. We saw our first snowflakes fall yesterday. Nothing is sticking, but it won't be long.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384724836932109778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXyArHBglQoW3pfw0Sty2M4ZhSplcbcDGsdTBWg-ervosZHxn7v5c3ewou35KCbhBkJCrsjhnceb9u_yAxdBaowH0JAXfYpGzybmjCUkGAB5i33dAMsCdzGyXuej3gieEMQT7db4RmlRk/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384724813869670898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgX7w_8QmnQY1G43KW-WWgM-sfmIG3p1JWd7lK7LvB-8ILUp9z6USJXDpx-7Km3v1esXVDBkVPboB2AVR3IgiHGiBEcS3iGt20_trTovgh4qcnQG7UyHNqVYAsU1A2STyyBCHHL5Ppu7Y/s320/DSC_00012.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384724829119031570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiJjns5l82cWCSzst-TSg3ziidB5_4tMU2nNFw39ztOOxox9cMlbqIjc378LHP8Rn5UUQNp-boHtt4Na0d5_uQd5sUQ1QYKitZ1lkQ0zzuTvwpxNeZL-S9XTEESaj6NmWTNluTae4Iao/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" /> <div align="center">The skies at sunrise and sunset in Alaska are amazing!</div><br /><br /><br />So, let me catch you up on what we've been up to this past month . . .<br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384726554621899266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmzcawy8JMf4XiJnN-pnjOujKhZ-i9n1k3FaUk2Ic1SEey4I0VGctZjRS7t6H4RLU2Qm5VycLlZmxASXpy5OspjRnouS6ZwleJ8LhmbNRgKRa1zZUFsR3GvlJrXvUCC8uGzq4QKbbWH1E/s320/100_4773.JPG" /> Noah had his first kill when him and Daddy went out to check out moose camp before the season started. On the way back in, they managed to stir up a couple ptarmagin. Congrats Noah!<br /></p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384724848057132274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrwM_GdMVH6bQMBJacqy5ZJ5UG8AbS47XBWBrHXBgNtG4ErHYpsdGGUsDxY3Eul1q7PZZlBm-cjE8EmKyMwddsVApydBCEo7dVVgA0tg4XDpvV81SDwh2OJMnPGWVjSovnLOshLAnLrIk/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" /> <p align="center"><br />The kids and I walked in the 1st Annual Arthritis Walk here in Fairbanks. It was a 3 mile walk and a beautiful fall day. Even the dog made the walk!</p><p align="left">Shortly after my last post, Noah started school (August 17th). Yeah my big 3rd grader! He is still not the biggest fan of school, but he certainly is capable of doing well when he puts his mind to it. Hopefully he will grow out of his "school stinks" attitude soon. <br /></p><p align="left">That same week, Noah had his last soccer game of this season. He had a great season and really enjoyed himself, as always. He is now looking forward to trying hockey this winter. We'll see how that goes.</p><p> </p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384728403137252658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizgLX8Yrsw23hQjm11f-Sa_9N_3CC5RjHKKIWYmEIM9ejyXAjE3agDFejmbDADUnaSgDEaXrYASYCGhwqZfiNNlpYoFyqrDBIv-FARZ8zcQDfKN37PEgehIAHH0RqMU8sUI3wGB1uFwDA/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" /></p><p align="center">My oh-so-serious soccer player!</p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384728419616407058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLlIAQYOxg1VFPyrZZ9mcSy7JONkWCA5bAO9Akh8jy9ftOFm7fJjd1qyIVdrqBlP7Olj5Giy3-sKcY4h4qck6k7_Kdc0U_xONpIPIR7Oi1byNT4XEcVJrmDi_xeaVCmWhodf-GBF4qxK8/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" /><br />Noah's Team - The Blue Thunder<br /></p>At the same time that Noah started school, Jerry began his first session of college classes here in Alaska. He finished his Associates when we were in Hawaii, and he is now working on his Bachelors. I am really proud of him, and although I know he really doesn't particularly care for school, he is plugging away. He is currently taking College Algebra and a Literature & Composition class.<br /><br />Jerry slipped away the first couple weeks of September to do some moose hunting, and he bagged his first big game prize. He shot a bull moose with a 52 1/2" rack. We currently have a freezer full of moose meat, and that is after splitting it with one of his friends that he hunted with.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384732542039446322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOB7AkVfVJrMcnbEV7g_a6pZGxPb7jyhVEyyxjWzxoa6GsuBGT7dPoC4OeIdjTwVp5Z2FfhWfef1jwpIWWrt5qqG8xNPgypJB81ZmD_-LtdLILs3B9T_9Efz_TFY8JT06D1Y3SBSMCXK0/s320/100_4816.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Moose Camp</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384726574063204050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIHgMxUFmI_hbqbVHkTIMYZBdyB7A3SXoihAZqnwOqW9oucYYmQtf65mIGdZBV3GEE4ax0p4R3yMG8_VW3cnpPzD8z_arK_qECa0kXREATSfUP1sLlrhKWOVe_A5-Q1uAQawE04bK3AAo/s320/100_4815.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Camp Transportation</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384729741965013730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2ata0Yl0QPK0VZmPu68fBmvXD2OQSMrobmJF9YPRXPfLTijG1oy04_evwkDU4umn1u-20htznurxXOeEKWGFQTYwOMd8hVWTtH2rs_MvD-pTENqsXc0bB1NQ6IT0xy79vk33ZTugLVM/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" /><br /><p align="center">Jerry's Rack - yes, it is going on the wall.</p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384729754438303650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxdtTtVXQrtto1X7VYUPEa-cPUy3nU5xzyeaRtdhlzvp8xwkNagVydQEvBignF-RFoQivATUwg0CEHdASFtcgZM0QO1biq_1RpIm-kJSauBmzk48AKHzgQpZDMy_L0tFhbrNtue7AKbWw/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" /><br />The Motley Moose Camp Crew</p><br /><br />After Jerry decided to come in out of the woods, we celebrated Paige's 2nd Birthday. It is hard to believe that our baby is 2 already!?!? She has grown and changed so much, even since we moved from Hawaii. She is such a joy and a ton of fun to be around (most of the time, like all kids).<br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384728431200306834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjou9squs99yLMmpn1ddnllQZ10nI8DV_-5bn4JUdI2SXNtiRP1JsRnxpZ7TAVoceBVpRUqBD0Ahw_AQo4u_KZ9srLU_dNmqaZGVs8arTpDh8xNAQNkiuzBkCxUPnDgTMaML9B5yHFFq3A/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Paige's Strawberry Shortcake Cake</p><p align="center">(yep, Mommy made it!)</p><p align="center"> </p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384728451351277890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sFYluOj-yM_qV4VFKt_s6kUJg5sgEuthIo1PmVQFAf6xcd8JdAEL9J9bQ6vgAy8Yzx3KTFbOubphY-0hFIoSz-CfnR2H_MXEUxRlc-rM2TdXwVk-NzFgWBu1txFTTQxZoD6Vim5zkME/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Big girl turned 2 on September 16th.</p><p> </p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384729727322757650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEf1fUUcQfGOf9Ol5sP_V-JYWRCB8RgkYY8hT9kwdaJ7cYQk0dyfbiOlyyQMnzukPJ0QhkCyq7msOjTPo5XQrikKon-HnahDqqL5NPv9Dx2ZaaSFO10z3VN7LNDtw7zKbBiKyGp6c9hBA/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" /><br />And she keeps getting cuter every day!<br /></p><br />This past weekend, I attended a christian women's conference here in Fairbanks. I have been getting more involved with the Protestant Women of the Chapel here on post, and was part of the planning committee for this one. It was a great honor and joy to see God working through our committee to bring this conference to fruition and to have the amazing outcome that we did. I truly enjoyed being used by Him and knowing that His work in me brought glory and honor to Him. It was also a great opportunity to spend some good time with friends growing our relationships with one another and with the Lord.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384729775685390402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiriWeYLsLbG2M1F0OXFxTAdHJZ1SK8wGtUuBEglmQsHLN3oVqeSJ3e5wHtYxhFh9fw9kU1quJQXapt6w4n9vVSYyMbtMkZFK1TIaQ7hAjxyMjNzqqEdjBvqyVT01UR0F0iivvCCMnIU0s/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Alicia & I</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384729761607451522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL2bq-QZXPMZjTSiBUeJEa4NXivsTK7T80vfni7NYkM0TmkOnOWppDlH4bXRZf5jQH7WjFC_T1GpY3gqVPPDx_VdAK2qcDjvDSX9Kk-aJGthYbaatgDTGMHcexHhelduOiWFQ2RSKXbMc/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" /><br /><p align="center">Katrina & I</p><p align="left">We also managed to finish up our outside clean-up this weekend. Never too early to prepare for winter here. In the process of our clean-up, I decided to clear out my garden of pots and this is what my pot of carrots yielded, as well as the 4th or 5th growth of my lettuce pot. I can't wait to have a real garden again.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384724863659161410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZACtPMxYZYLSLux5n4rHAZluZja1pE13kj6YbozN2vQaN2qpo9DjwYjifeyw8CPZP6cjFLhyphenhyphengn1OaokhxDDjm9Jl3YequFet2lLSTeFdso3zgJOH6F9t9XRQxh6IUV6tW2UZfaiZqEOQ/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384726538939803986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimexUDck6sQvcP5MmKJrzEZtVzdyFGtBjWd2lag4qXn43hMUiKnTAS4LO7rs4PYKGuigese8qBywe_Ngz_F2MqCCLEnMZ_5fLAS7ZAP_CyWu3fvBprFlV8Ne3XQzw9Sxr1cbbHDHnrbRQ/s320/DSC_0172.JPG" /><br /><br />So, that is our last month in a nutshell. As always, I will try to be better at posting more regularly, but who knows how that will turn out?!?Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-22129936831807704562009-08-09T22:55:00.000-07:002009-08-09T23:13:47.178-07:00Alaska Fishing<div>I have neglected to post pics of a couple fishing trips that Jerry and/or Noah have been on this summer. In fact, Jerry just returned from one, thus the reason I am thinking of it. So, for all you fishermen/women out there, here you go.<br /></div><div></div><div>In July, Jerry and Noah went on a weekend trip with Jerry's friend, DJ, and his daughter Ava. They went to a place southwest of Fairbanks known as Minto Flats. They had a good time, and the fishing was great. After it was all said and done, there was 12 pounds of Northern Pike to be eaten.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368211457757020658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8g3iO3jS0yS8t-uIM-wKPacBRIUuMelUlNf-ReAQ6N7AwIhpgXHXqFn41bx-3Ml5HcGGTsHzqzN3PCP6hFQZGG9QInGQ6bFRr4U83S0zGy1lOD6fM9pq1fFq5sysl7oFlWss7hjrYfdM/s320/100_4655.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Minto Flats</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368212356796767090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2xLNv3KLRU2pWNFvIYfRoEF5DvZh7sgLmew_NWpd2nvxjcMyt-6Vff7V1vIE_8KPGwL7_qISPleXe1Yx8LLE0hKGpGZ433zRu-zOs-T0wlzXLfyuMcu24tJWrLe2KTuoc1cnuOW-WbVU/s320/100_4706.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Momma Moose . . . she was accompanied by two calves, </div><div align="center">but they were hard to see in the tall grass.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368211452373513042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQ_hkJClhJ7KzQlKr3sZJkw3gNOhNMeTJbSVbEgP5jYmsi1D7Ly1Li-Mbg9t_ilu812Xwpan5dQTgflhnu1ged2FOKOt9aAIHUaGJIFrzbcT0qAhd0ofovptg-P9jfBKsFKoWzorwD4Y/s320/100_4702.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Some of their catch!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368211444038312162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7EA9ycen1fRErKtyuvb5RbNXybHUomkxWTnWzpJV7wv1EQzso67z2vQGHXB8vT3A_KJIkx0xYtzrH6GOoImVaofbhugQfEtbKPeM_EgcPjxoFfQ7pfwrYdhuDK527pUPbKVRXBVtQlPs/s320/100_4685.JPG" /> <div align="center">Our little fisherman!<br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">Just this past weekend, Jerry took a trip with his friend, DJ, and a few other guys. They went north of Fairbanks up to the Yukon and Dall Rivers. They didn't catch anything they could or wanted to keep, but they had a good time.<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368212350329684770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ZJ6H2Ea04Uf0JByTZNh6nRESMb9biMJTAi3CEYrtNuOwl4Nm0HLuTXzXVSvDqrmjwJKvcUyVRxVgIoGa-62x1iD3SYn5zjWHu4VGmwikYJsQYhs3MZwRqLD81NanSx4AtwX2LRmKBsU/s320/100_4771.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Yukon River</div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368212364077250402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvQSe0LBmS7FqnSTcNu6mdxNu4hpdBJ-mcFM1CEPabI0vTX1m_ivPfkm-hOJv3-p8ndaL2qrjLufx1Q-nDrSsyy2gS08lImj2gYULV_EhPocmjzgGSefURy01akYIUr6HNp9zd-ObJHSU/s320/100_4759.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Dall River</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368212345878618610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhSJ8Lhtl_Ww_Qp25A70SyeI_HAL6qNvfT0ok9Y2rhUr58WCk-1cNQTqIAfkw9NiUzwE2pt4RUn4hTEX2ENAQPVRU4jiAl3_2I_sLxS_iQTN8qhJNYfEXVhxnTXRcRb4GiKOAnTJlBBCY/s320/100_4744.JPG" /> <div align="center">Bear tracks, where we camped for the night.</div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368211437326346306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nJc2XvpY9IAJ48kxsSuWkfP9BFM59Gmii7s7U7dJc1LZGHrbbBPRHImq2ukOwRxRO932GLbXJPRgNVtMVRshRj7BFicQqXrxLHln4iAQoutIk1VHa6WJrDNguKRHalIzOx8_T-wPWM4/s320/100_4756.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Little!<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368211428001657426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ilWwk6aL1J01J-bSeQIB7j_6q8hSFZcizIT4D1KFpDijXgQe7BqnJJndx4kKzKjp95pJ9k4wm8kqYtIj_JvgDHDvJql9rzl-uZCMCUCQmHhIqeOVY2_Grt-qGJqNDco4HeDHe-tDVbg/s320/100_4755.JPG" /> </div><div align="center">or Big!</div><div align="center">This one was 42 inches, but we let her go!<br /><br /><br /></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-18459854914812636792009-08-08T15:59:00.001-07:002009-08-15T10:08:12.527-07:00Grandma's VisitWhen last I blogged, we still had our niece, Sydney, here. We really enjoyed having her around, and hopefully she had a good time too. We managed to squeeze in a few more fun things before she left, but she is now back in Wisconsin. I guess her mom and dad missed her or something?!?! Now we get to be the ones missing her! <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367738271488971330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAT-0_tSn1PDmcjjK2QNUEwUPdZo9-zjBvYj0U0iKErhE0YU7MnBIbzuXYXDXB6GR5qR4DtS6yzUK8Qq5s9lrbxLgDPCwGZL4gUMWtBA0JRjpd7a3c6zGHOeOVgzowAfUIdeUMhe7ipgE/s320/SS+Nenana.jpg" /> <div>Noah, Chris, Courtney, Sydney, Me and Paige</div></div><div align="center">in front of the SS Nenana at Pioneer Park here in Fairbanks.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367751991691232466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJS0X5JBSP8wXoDcR29aCr5gocX7GIbnlxSZl6voT8S0X3pftHuydnfamBH3tURMx3qDQaaDUsg-R2zArZdw96L73D2T7a5iwUn0dIpIN-M0xfv7HjFvYVilrhitok8P12re3eMZ2wa2A/s320/pioneer+park.jpg" /></div><div align="center">Paige, Katrina, Courtney, Noah, Chris & Syd on our day out at Pioneer Park.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367738263656638690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKBZpeCIDVMM8IOniX5j8jwjjhHDIrLqwrNkz97-0euZSy3WGK7zpUoSW2BVX7U1kZ2UqC-Y0bsDDV5nVboxPBqBa48ZQmWbzlnl8u2b9_5hDErLQ35dJDSt_M3at34yIv4CslC59WLI/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Saying "Goodbye!" at the airport. This was before the tears.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><div><div><div></div><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367746887434187826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz77mioEqE2rjX221eRa6NvWN662pyyfXQgrohlqf131X9obQZFjcDCUA04_08v-QD_GU1XJzuKPXG94iwgUqYx2mpmocJtc1HdzX30VKs5PphRis69IPX0t-vucoGiMk8iYH8GPnrSdg/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" /><br /><div>One last pic before she gets on the plane! We miss you Syd!<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div align="left">Well, as Sydney left, my mom arrived. She came up to be here for Noah's 8th birthday and to spend time with the kids. While she was here we visited the Santa Claus House, picked some wild blueberries, saw the pipeline, visited Denali, wandered Pioneer Park and just had a fun time hanging out. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367738277095133794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhinQiS3AP8dSOxmrDf01nmcAxqkucph1NPQcHLN7yHd5eqIMjX2HAV4jMuSbnT4OXhCx7P65OHKzxaa0DUT6uVYIbSJxKw1pAqKcdxY-fDBsPyaUIWSCYMk1ESztIZl78VLayWi5Pz_nU/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">Grandma & the kids at Iditarod HQ in Wasilla.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367750035751305042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoUo-axikf8FIsjj_0GnfWbnm9PLa8ra9PWUPTcfgXSCu5bviuqdzOvByqazyGuQeM4A_F3kFdxj4HkhZ4hImcxbdXlqc3DuYtIE_xG6DYd2TAACXxt8m2W0DKHjUdl9eBvXF0JJgv8kY/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Grandma & Noah at the Denali South View Point.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739823484110562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqBTnLQpoGEl6vIxEzckM5B7rZziWaT3BrSbSF57hwzxHf8pq6GKgV-sEhSaBVivLIlkylv2N19WeKAmSKY4nJfjlPDwRMUK1yvcB83zOsJzYbp1hQXueLdYRFa1rFAha0rm5C4TRN0o/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">Grandma & Paige in Denali National Park</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739842044373330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77VIwF29rcH8ZaZiGkVRTvw50NosRH5iwTXO_Df_2xrcqP9TdzLx9haxEm27cZ4AENNrrlcRmKXZnE0NXGXFPqI_s_RIr4fm1fYMN3W7Q2uR69xlchbM0lon40hdVfc43g9Hbwrg85hI/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">Polychrome Mountains in Denali National Park</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739851846540722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqMOxf0Icl5Ye_wXydUv7dsl0jjJt0DtOafRzv_gKYqFy04_1ki_cokdoOdYunuOCSPLHruOYY6Hx6Mt4GlvaLyJBhepe0bRsUTszYpsW9joag5m_agv42tUm08nKJKB7YjC1xc09wRhQ/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Me in front of the Polychrome Glacier in Denali National Park.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739860131400882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0bdCER-RJGMpdbiHYthNf0Bz3qZb1EXEzpGw-v-SQVroBml_Z-DItPnyq41elmcNJNxOyi1ldenl2enEuCxMqofx9j73Jtr8ocQiaOiYqin6I10CEqtp9pri0ZARt1Nm7oPoFAt9lAU/s320/DSC_0200.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Mt. McKinley</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367746901891168642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZhd2aqidDf0fwudeOiM9oPDXMLyILxbYbzM9KqYtnxMJfD6uW1NisuGgqrghWS3XIOlkWImKI8_md80coWEuvFHB7FfdRsQtdzb2vvFZ1tipjMtqimFG1zmh4RqphH-RPaW3tMZVbFM/s320/DSC_0254.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Momma bear & her cub in Denali</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367746909902630530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiECnDx3qpUFbwuCP-qV7xu_BEwXuOCM59bl2JiUGnuPGdbXLMX6Sb9bjYuGBgpvAZN_C1tvguHh1XeIYG4R3_3ECDUC8qg5tuRM8-rE6upodt8KpOnbsAd8Gk_QvoYjPBddvhnEkqJqcs/s320/DSC_0280.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Hello Mr. Fox</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367750043721070114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ZivB0Smy60ciktT24Q1frWKMHAAnf429stE4na2RUH6rsLRA6VlHiJGoN739LCdhKf-r9TeR14_jm3I6C1k3l2dTUt1_ORntVBadqfKckq4hdHj8hbGI4OFCiHmrTF6Qfbs4_jhZAqc/s320/IMG_1602.JPG" /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">Grandma & Paige downtown Fairbanks</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367750024228817666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_99Wa3QLfs54ct8JDGvNtB7FpuSf23l2okoE3QM7wyi4lFN9k5BrXAfp1DLVl0HFfE1NodfaqpCtmycx_qkPDREqF-y8RKD-Uov4u6P2P1EjIzSHFtSuQmWuzY30vHzB1-ZMiOTaSccQ/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" /></div>Grandma & the kids on the train at Pioneer Park</div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div align="left">Noah was at camp for a week during her visit, but it allowed her time with Paige. Paige is finally at an age that is fun for both her and Grandma. They had a blast together.</div><div align="left"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739832492056594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQrdksM6rIwSyelJaZNWY5-zqpIsGi9piBnYaOX8rrd5eoCfHID0r5-VE0xI5d4CNgl_epF7eXvsQz2-8bf-PMzTy_9YS5uo2TUheXe7mUtARYCtpRTIo3b6PzPCH7n_6qXRTi5Pbx1o/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" /></div><div>Noah's ready for camp!</div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367750047694615058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiti1-NoDEi8Dxiy1eigBbWmYh3TuY_GTNC0jpLpI5R-pBiyVuBG0ty1VRhu1Ttvj77LRz8U2kA9cy4jc847hhTPqvucan4nXkdqft7Svm0t0l7Qfx-rQoM6i_Ncmq9S0OagpwQSWYQM4g/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" /><br /><div></div>Paige & Grandma had a tea party or two!</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div align="left">Noah's 8th birthday was Thursday of the week that he was at camp, but we were able to join him for dinner at the dining hall and we brought some cupcakes to celebrate. When he got home from camp, we had his official birthday party. Noah invited some of his friends for a bowling party and they all had a good time. </div><div align="left"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367746919986912818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaobC_HOELCaQFgkYF6W8gKz433KrP42csUovU_ZPeppCJDT0QIR9AcRtdo7CG0uI12TwkKxuxXyotrKxV9aU2f4mkmzrt34e9dU2TM8USezjbNdUnnSh-KCeUQDUYMeBk0jWM0iZkgF4/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Birthday cupcake at Camp Li-Wa</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367746929547298082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYVSoyFxpQUc2JdXvdU8pCuaHh9ZugF9YbrxV6axDs545mpEfYC-eddsZQshEULXvt1ZUCfiaGb2QudOmrjJ1_p8wA8VA2-aRBsKzOhw-BaqbPDCgDek4TBCc4-ovco7BozdcA3uMSYcg/s320/DSC_0311.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Noah & his camp counselor</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367750018903505026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh-rOLR3W6jTof7tqbV3pQkkBQz1mxRNwn9Y1AlxO0AQIDxc6YnH6QPW5JfVIjeF__kIfGEULiyScYIKMCT7GJAIfZqUGRWXi6nk8NDnenP0SKBOfE9DPdglpebkiZe1oFKEW_UdH4O-o/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Noah's 8th Birthday Cake!</div><div align="center">(It was a cupcake cake.)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">I can't finish off this blog without mentioning the most important change around here. Noah wanted a new pet for his birthday, and after much discussion and a little bit of research we decided on a guinea pig. So, for his 8th birthday we bought him a guinea pig and all the necessities. The next day, he decided that she needed a friend and took some of his birthday money to buy her one. Needless to say, we now have two guinea pigs, and we all love them. They are so sweet!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752000213636258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs3Dhnmay7PauPIkj8TpmZxPw2gpQXL28qV5ThMQ3PfE1GBqruqlDB-0GUXckjgjdZWHUL7JFZ9jkwF9oUIeWtnJR25QRhHvz4R9iGP8KD_LExA35tiPlR3sXzSO9JhQMjAGDDOfRKn7s/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">This is Christina! She was Noah's 8th birthday gift from Mom & Dad.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752008925083730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLhI2qxcWhS3lLIaa8cAU46MEOlndcC57fYQDAiunJuh0LY9S6OjBEDRkfUAHqc7DRufE__FcOkYB3JKhKsCs4VP8LLwobNf7-0FlXGc9VjQqyqRu-1FKvoQgcNDKJzpcZvRFHNYv8pQ/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" /></div><div align="center">This is Alice! She is the friend Noah bought for his guinea pig, Christina.</div><div align="center">Alice is an albino (thus the red eyes), and she feels very much like a little lamb.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="left">So, that is us for the past few weeks. Grandma returned to Minnesota earlier this week and we are now prepping for school, which starts on the 17th. </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-39044074761021629122009-07-25T11:04:00.000-07:002009-07-25T11:53:41.519-07:00Life in the Last Frontier!I hate titling my blog entries, especially when it is just normal everyday stuff that I am blogging about. That being said, here is a quick update of what we have been up to lately. Nothing too exciting, just normal life. <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Well, Jerry's niece, Sydney is getting ready to leave us today, and we have truly enjoyed her visit. Although, I think it is time for her and Noah to have some time apart. They have gotten along so well until the past few days, and if you didn't know any better you would think they are siblings. They even fight like them. They do love each other though!</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>We have had a beautiful summer up here! From what the locals tell us, this is the nicest summer since 1993. Yeah for us! So, we headed to the local lake a week or so ago. The kids had a great day at the beach. The water was a bit chillier than Hawaii, but just as clear and fun to play in.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362468209255229938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ltx0IChgYzhJTx45th5ZXX__6LO1YrzFnFbprYrTVGi9p2_HTrwqvW0_4waOIVJxdYHR0nb6kLypfaGanf8ugFWyO99buzcYIPhIy6eyGm2utrmQC3CPL8n0h6Ee1840xcbHnYSwN0g/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362468217437965666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidpvpo5GQAFOHuST1zu2QNw4Hlo0rs3CSiMRoJYgWbUv1zfLGsSy1oBaLeJzvn1HM7VdDoX07GE4AQ2xIs8lmmQdjTLttSScsoePHnt3EKYPuwoRl4M89eSXIdLoXmS5347K1FbwrI6HA/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362467138109257570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOWNQGwI172JBdHXoQIqr51LKIqh93ScqPMiSHM5-A0Hf-8rzIav2A5FGHaTno71o1aeaYa360hKlyRdV2bA_LBMavKVqnmS7sk8m2zhYc0qO5uAAhVwH9uEqEUOmASqYVqYPl6ZKaXg/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Noah & Paige burying Syd!<br /></div><div></div><div>Last weekend, we opted to be the tourists and we went gold panning at a mine just a few miles outside of town. It was a lot of fun! We didn't strike it rich, but we all came home with a few flakes of gold. On the way back into town we stopped by the pipeline so Sydney could see just how big it is.</div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469246956565938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCID7wBlEFd1fGTXzAkFPka8TE7glV2NM61VLGeQfsCTeAv_4fuVcwecSZQPXozfSiiN2bVVmgKi05Mn5_o6Ef_8i_fscQntS7BeBsYDLa57D2Ldz3H3ESpglw8CkWmdAx9mgTrE2dPa8/s320/DSC_0200.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Hopefully those little bags are holding "PAY DIRT"</div><div align="center"> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469266507896482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ayT6xUUgGB5lrCV0fXj08rStpXKP-i25ZscKONg6y3kF4-6amYLz_Ej2YblzvMFqDv8t1uVXZ5ksta_7rZn2wDFNhRQxKNLs8fUXuvEYmPyzS8HldB_WCkVojLaLbnNNk-rJ7IvTRCk/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" /></div><div align="center">That's what it looks like before you pan it all down.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469270410478866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9C7xHb3k3zIsEtCzMgt-ZqW-fPl9jyVGyOxJJegabO3fNDyw42T2CY-qCWa5W1T7fAiF89uuzBTmhvEFff-PSG3aHht1511ZEcbNm5Pu5XRseYJeos0jo-EM3qQnYGWUTOqw172bUNJE/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" /></div><div align="center">True gold miners.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469256359589906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyPb4qWexEb7PX3LVHQNEE-tKalWENgbtggEZHbb9VGs17ZrY-swU4C9C1SFHLbdjcEsPwhv0HLRjPkr68fc5646YlfD9x4BlOT2jbKbhxySdyqkzjj3PbkxRVijosMW083bhx9smEyU/s320/DSC_0209.JPG" /></div><div align="center">We struck it rich! ;-)</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469277646710626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio_iZeStZ89TaWx138SoY6EeeG4SU_eHVraQqdChBN7uOZn4v98DzUzfoe-0n1B1bcHMPZjuAry-l27OOWQ0KZPAjw7jYRNY0D8ydRr7BDAzEHZxb77GOVMzDE9-fQtXX5wRz0AoHBrQI/s320/DSC_0223.JPG" /></div><div align="center">The Alaska Pipeline</div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Noah has been keeping busy with soccer again this summer. He is really getting to be a good little player. Although his team hasn't won too many games, he continues to improve his skills and have a great time playing.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362468236954150626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzWwBbztiv4_ncN7eu3SWlLjtZI0i4F3J2_mFS2xB0VmfGvoNLSbeg0s7i-uUIuUnSkg2fA3tNrCLfRBgIH_D2XW6yVxv_d1TcR_fsqRGnPMS__pYa0IRTvId0eDg1GLHB-l0_bgb4ew/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" /></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362468222233109026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWYMB74kstf2oshyrcZLT5sF3C5Nkb097mQCZ2J8RCfOrDrqYEFKOxiMWTB5vzNzf0KflqHf4Ly9KpT-TRbfTKATODJ01AE4cnW9MTp8yYxHBnlxsuHH614CRobBltuG_llj27PJ1-XpI/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362468227862038642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyXhxbNPJaqAI6aOgxmOqIW3ZnosWAWSM_4ttpHVOiCSDXNCHxlturpVsQjdPCggFOrboPkUgbfFS7zyq2rX0bpYK49k4KzahD4yHV6AJz-NuAjlZgAz9JmqK3Ad9LIcJCL0HIBJxlc4/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" /><br /><div>Paige is chatting more all the time and continues to explore her personality options. I'm pretty sure she will be my tough one, but I am praying that she is a gentle tough. ;-) We'll see!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362467118020955618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaBplEODz5hqfh5U200_gmlsOjKb6jRXT5T6kad8kxJ_RrLyIZ0jLHCwbPJnLrYMp1BzYs7xh_qL4tGeRDUDUZTw9xGwuONitVthCVubLBmlj8dfYdsj9PgXoPZH2_EjouewYN_bCg3Ak/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Check our my shoes!</div><div> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362467146186700498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKAyv7zj6vkh3HPrsQsjEzXtRdE0Bu5UGiKoC-ietvwT1KkYkELqyQz3Sw4k2KIJjE_WzmHWTlWSgjXDKC2S-zWNWbxKPc_fsz3jbzDGyOHz5Fk1rfTwS41a6tMjbyem_h88YL2d_uLg/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" />Yeah, that's right, it's Cutie! </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>One of our favorite things to do this summer is to go out picking wild berries. There are tons of wild strawberries around post, and Paigey now recognizes them. She loves them. We also discovered just recently the wild raspberries have started to be ready to pick. We hear the blueberries are out in full force now, but we have to go off post for that and you have to pack a loaded weapon when you pick blueberries around here. So, not sure if we'll be doing that this summer or not. Maybe next year. </div><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362467130952777666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxFTYrT376mWO3Lzo5NdgylEiDAuVue3B1UAlWOHSx7kSXmJx1B_YZo3xJA7aO_HP0OR8C2-NcYRkOPbOoEdXHXbQovY-eCFlTlt7fUqMXwqNGgzE1PoTuX62MGqgjSvtMUrnWkbhEeU/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Mmmmm . . . stawbair</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, that is our life in the Last Frontier in a nutshell! Noah heads to camp for a week on Monday and is very excited about that. He will turn 8 while he is at camp, and Grandma Pauline will be here to share it with him. Looking forward to time with her and hearing about Noah's adventures at camp. Check back in on us again soon and see what we're up to.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-396869092038297432009-07-09T23:44:00.000-07:002009-07-10T01:00:01.238-07:00Summer in Alaska<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Well, it has been over a month since I last posted. For those of you that check on our blog regularly, I am sorry I am a slacker. I know you'll forgive me though.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Since Noah finished with school, we have been enjoying our first summer in Alaska. At first, we weren't sure that it was going to come, but it came just as the calendar says it should around the 21st of June.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724614294544530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2uWxKXOM1R1uhLkT4CSRao6IYLic_xqGoi4-7hxsSlPaTYuAr4yVz50E29UZqv6rEDGV6sPQvfU_zaGuz7otsDbjAfjrMIhQ52m1fF5fZO7IUBrNP8EGlQ1Xv_7sps5QG60usE5Xttfo/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Alaska is just as beautiful in the summer as it is in the winter!</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724602820153618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHvsU7VdG033b3dVE9BgoE0CNyU8TtYRQdqVenmlr0oT4v2rlX7N3vkTffalXbcZ2E__8FNanZAbDu4nhAilfd6cMSjzUpTN5bHvp72V5eR0h1xcw6AErW0sRJU_9oke3lp-k9qdUh5w/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" /></div><div></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>In early June we didn't do too much that was all that exciting. The kids and I tried to find our new summer-time routine, while Jerry was busy at work preparing for a change of Command in July.</div><div> </div><div></div><div>For about a week and a half through the middle of June, I took a trip (completely solo) to the lower 48 to be present at the baptism of my brother's new baby girl, Aubree Nicole, who was born in March. We were asked to be her God-parents, so I was happy to be present for the ceremony. I then traveled to Ohio to surprise my dear friend, Mallory. She is a young woman that I mentored while we lived in Ohio ('05-'06) and she graduated from high school at the beginning of June. Her party was the 20th, and I had made arrangements with her mom (who was my mentor while we lived in OH) to surprise Mallory and spend about a week with them catching up and helping out. I had a great time seeing old friends. I missed Jerry and the kids, but it was a much needed break for me; and Jerry and both of the kids and even the dog were alive and well when I returned. </div><div> </div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356727708001406162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8PkCxbhZaEn2cuC6c9WFiDiGIe8qbCtWJyajEvX6tDfKm18A0RRYTor8BrLzonvsjrSipxiDuW4k7vs69LyUjSs3Z-HfG3TloIEN_Fn6gjYKxyncwtDEo53SW4rKNRoe6bU6WiFQvY4/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Chad Sutherland, Me, Pastor ?, Melissa with Aubree & Aaron</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356728937494368962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXWXWlSCTbHkypPY6t7DavUCM3S94F2QfjjfxRh1UvLsuEUGIGXmfeg1DmsF_X_0kc4ZHuLbEUVM8H41Bl_1rPQfZXaUIRZiUqtvQZqxZ-qpmnDJuhtunHJ9XpxsFKv9T4Mqogx-5hgE/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Mom with Aubree, Me, Melissa, Samantha and Aaron</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356728940227698690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizYpV_E_ovx5hRzMkxSZ1B6lSo6Tu8Sd9SpYvwusdIQ8Ch1S5Vwqq8aM1IYRlBrbU7mlGve4YxtRsj-pbRuGokOWQCVnkT_U_EGdLAKO-tlPh7QfjIt0b4JqJ3lEDcxSgTsDbzTqSlmuo/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Aaron, Me and Dad</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356728946408479490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCzjKnX6LTjujeE0MJOxQayYVmkaBY6Hj3eWXBGHb6Rwrn9RpG9fQetLuTbYpbPDYBexWVWmyAdDlA4kguAJpIcS2KA95uXBEbFMOuCuiftyMG4eQv88sqKiJ2dkdVxa6shdH_RF1c0g/s320/DSC_0196.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Before I flew from Minneapolis to Chicago on my way to Ohio, I was blessed enough to have lunch with my two best friends from childhood, Kelly and Drea.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356728961410128962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDJKwIZVrTVL0gTsLn0tqW_etRbftxiDDOzRj6eTqAQSBNS8so_-Dtt_tlWqW9UPcmqmaPREM5UMKkevijp3GCs8mw42qaTTBdZkK4ic-zmK0hdtrUk41MglN_kAxG2RFLdR9C58NgRQc/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Me and Mallory</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356728956288942130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtxA7E4xax2Nwq7rtEgc-1AMSM6xnl0Ze2BGQ5QOKsrKeVoaILPXQ4Igld7V0HFDRoAn6KiJV9zRFD3CWdfHvbL3M32f6C7uHGrh91EhhSIixRWlulceun8-Glt3Trk7O2V09vYqt0CUM/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Shelly, Mallory and Me</div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>The day after I flew back up to Alaska, Jerry's niece, Sydney, flew in to visit us for a month this summer. So, we have been trying to help her experience as much of an Alaskan summer as possible. She seems to be having a good time, and is doing great since this is her first time this far away from Mom and Dad for this amount of time.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724623185906578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEp1RjBe6wS50laDEr6CL0i4zRALhjaqbfpUEXYpamB6UKvF1Hi8khz05-oOWTnmJ3W2UtjI3jktOQ5q5PEI4825RQijoj_IDtMcHD9HN9_DRx5QpQ_4Xu5T8C_RRt64KLblSNFonh220/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Syd and Noah with Mt. McKinley in the background. </div><div align="center">The clouds are actually almost perfectly outlining the contours of the mountain.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356726183775445554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqI9WZOWp5gufTGyPiEH_UgyIHLVv8e7h1hU6X60FIfLrp_f75fLfNGrxElSrQyCaTLKPH8dt2T0KyqyXCQBLLgIc3A3RXFRqkILjwJd5KzBROekaKxP4y_zEFUZDOQY9FN9DkEorsBsY/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Syd and Paige playing on the playground behind our house.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356726176298391378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAU19-hZdlCcQjEakAKHlputqC66GhgnLE_g5yZq4QyOXaKsA9r60LMl718L1vcqzHDvjMFDS0zWW5qCkI5ohyIq7Anv9tOWQxPLiAihX7-OHUBCnti6jBlyvPWSz_opf95i0RkPLKEAw/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" /></div><div align="center">We took a visit to the Santa Claus House in North Pole, AK. What a Jolly Man!</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356727691618574866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfbyCWcSd-didvums16In8FE4FMqYbg_qfKZfb-8Bn6ZhFc1fJP0oUAajgWiC5D6JO6UuhFw-KOJTI9I0Cj7V25zb78ho2PmeSSU_Pv2mv_7OlTRcf60jrboHnLZjE4T2hh9fkqrzqEGc/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" /></div><div></div><div> </div><div align="center">Of course, Santa's House would not be complete without the reindeer (caribou).</div><div align="center"> </div><div> </div><div>Over the 4th of July weekend, we had planned to go salmon fishing and camping down near Anchorage. Unfortunately, the Alaska Department of Fish and Game decided to close salmon fishing in the area we were staying in and the camping was not the type of camping we are used to. We managed to salvage a few fun times out of the weekend, even though some attitudes were permanently battered from the blow by the Department of Fish and Game.</div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724628294846386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hCchwy4DbzS0WtKYdoAJwvvpGZRwCDXwWy6O49bjM1e_obHRXVhCTRktu6P5G7MnL-KQInGpknr_IfwyuX_MTqzDN62ssSvv8T2M0RqToxwi9jfEKamw6c9OWU5OPIyqPPngx45vhIg/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Can you see the very large King Salmon we could not catch? One guy we talked to said they looked to be about 30-40 lbs. Yet, I have no salmon in my freezer. ;(</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724644343403698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZpq-lAeLLFHtWSIeV-tWbB5C6h3rYYCKOG4nhvkDGgHNGLxWQ-21DIuHq0W4UG-C81bOCmxnlU5WdLLNPcD3R5K3-mj94P9qdBuagwkQGaCPK1ITjts9c-K4hL8OJAlsr1mk4QcGSAaA/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" /></div><div align="center">The KIDS playing in the water!</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356727706638631234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-XGW1sDKVGl2nbCBWfoshqVO62omusiplWmdvZNOjNoIdnZmDtWHpv3PVcXztjI7titUBiNW8NKXOzcCJ6EROhxhU4P_08IzLs4TKMXwoghyphenhyphen4YRH4GP0ZKxWFkNxPbk-FtjELSvulwfY/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" /></div><div align="center">We found a couple lakes near where we were camping that we could fish at. </div><div align="center">(Fishing had only been closed on rivers and streams so you didn't accidently hook a salmon.)</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356726157751106770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGlfX_bm1o4n6wLVtMRSLHw-jhtWKsFUWoInLjuIaXdtjw1yMelE1evfMxAPXvYMEyrRZyAIT4cVKGddXqYJ3Z-0ax4Igqc6vm8s_KG7NIfNfmR0Hw1v8HYtNOkQYIQg6IxG2UvfVigUM/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356727694601269362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYd57HfChNLIAL95FTy2u38pYmW3DYmKLNgHDFaXqmoUmjDDocK0ouRHHJDLxKohno08yO2rtaLfZZJTQk6sQBq8yOGHfC7CAgCg2IgCcTWSXUFrAm_efbrpeyw1c4lCvsnPCHafndip8/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" /></div><div align="center">We rented a canoe for a couple hours one day and took the kids out. It was fun!</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356726163506965202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIV66Di4aGj2Zr-O4cYCIZFeDuzxlzhgUn6KoNWSjiwkbZLjBgInNFuGXOT0ERAripmwHIeSzgEaBnc0T0eu-UjuBjyRJ4q5wwkjchrMvrR1VOsTefjzMiBvnKIzniKQ2-z7KuCiXHYDc/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Of course, you can't camp without making a fire and some s'mores.</div><div align="center">Even if it doesn't really get dark at all. </div><div align="center">Gotta love living in the land of the Midnight Sun!</div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div>We have done a bit of geocaching up here, and it is proving to be fun no matter where you do it. I am looking forward to finding some this winter that should be more easily accessible once the ground is frozen.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356726171975170146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6SbI3HS1Y34a8_Ld6oep9poCYkwaoEIEao7FYBXKXYch-v_bhvj_6mBScUa2U9fGxNAudizecjqOqVrK-1l98ghJFjUmtGaVYjuXMXjEfRNo8gyG-h-IvDbqrR2OO79hwvXoVZcFB5U/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Jerry and the kids out ahead of me trying to find a cache on our way out to Chena Hot Springs. The backpack is Paige.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div>We still manage to see wildlife now and again, even though it is summer and they really have no reason to show themselves. Still no bears to be seen, but that doesn't mean we haven't seen the signs. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356727681834376850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7xAoAFDKEdWRje_z9zCEUdnQXt0NyhdDvh24_qrF3Y0ZKMO4ho2dPxzynpvc-rCWBC3tm06x6juz0R8YWjy829ybScFWgb2F7DyzhCzpYc-AAjZLKOujcKj53N6ouYfy1HmWJQpZh7s/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Syd & Paige and I came across this Mama moose when we were out walking some trails at the end of our neighborhood. When we walked back along another path later, we saw her and her two calves. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div>So, that is our life in a nutshell right now. Noah is gearing up for another season of soccer. School starts in just over 5 weeks, and we can't wait to get out and play in the snow again this next winter. Hopefully I will be able to get back to updating every other week or so. Hope all is well with all our friends and families. We love you and miss you all!</div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;">WE LOVE ALASKA!</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-87636150963911881002009-05-25T17:58:00.000-07:002009-05-25T18:43:35.595-07:00Last Day of 2nd Grade & Memorial Day Weekend<div align="center"> Hello Everyone -<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">It has been about a month since I last posted. We have generally just been living life up here in Alaska. School has been winding down for Noah, I have been putting some time into building my business, Jerry has been keeping busy with work and Paige is just growing and changing all the time.<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Noah finished up the 2nd grade this past week. He is officially now a 3rd grader! Yeah Noah! We are so proud of you! </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339940837199788706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQ8A0PnY87tokrKRVhprw5g_gOI46KY0BkRhiU2271Z80aks_UtdR3dvt7flEFK0ufy_g7TLD9ON6QRdaA4BWezoch8tnGT_M5_v4F5RRbJiQhFpmO8_U1w5mAmRvXexTtN21HoY603k/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Noah & his teacher Mrs. Shipka on the last day of 2nd Grade!<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935238865611250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSG63x-ynnRvDrB2UISMQySeBI4eR5LgHRyjwlJEQBwhujtG4xOHW0MfseSKKJSxJ_PS63p3Fjmgc1x4eOMoh6RttFi8aCkVujnGuW0ulEOqZQ5lniPZbzCKwXggp7gBYkAyK_1fSR4A/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Noah & his Student Teach, Miss Hale. </p><p align="left"><br />Over Memorial Day weekend, we took in a few of the local attractions and spent some down time just chillin'! Overall, it was a relaxing and fun weekend! </p><br />Noah & Jerry spent Saturday fishing, but didn't catch anything. ;( Boohoo! I wanted fish for dinner! They did have fun though!<br /><br /><br />While they were out fishing, Paige and I did a little geocaching. No luck, but we had a nice hike through some of trails out a Creamer's Field and tested out Paige's new backpack. I think she liked the ride, and it was a comfortable carry for me.<br /><br />We have made a few visits to Creamer's Field over the past month or so. It used to be dairy farm and is now migratory bird sanctuary. It is a stop-over home to many different types of migratory birds. You can almost always see an interesting array of birds out in the field.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937753524792738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGHQAgLV63Q7E2ROOPJSHqeHCzsnjbtrJJjCt_W9kC4_YjJL38lQxjn34pf1FdJo1tHMPRCIjLXpA90jBAb87IQ5wp2pp3KOe9ozl3TToqP55dXvi00qdk8JGaV0O6ICgJRzDjx0WavGQ/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">The old farm house is now a visitor's center.<br /><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937757182394162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBApHSkN7rBC1z3A3t0RGqt_8D5SZLNIyuvhURRgM02cl_U3nJSts1X0UcCMoD3p4RVMRlc0gpkpBiDSMm2PVogb1cuTAyFAA0GQlVMC5gqs0C-jCpJBhrrE1UkFZwOJmGoeCdvfzQnlg/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Canadian Geese</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339939707787691506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Vc-bU8wmmyGON7Td_8FGQ48Ybhj5e59Kel_9juZWMlYquMzFzu9mJE7vj0ojfNPJzsqJ_rLjMWlRGuJkhC3cmLbkKN7TQh2pvfGDs-0UByv5Naf1pARrVZed7Myl6i5emFF_clNY3h4/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" /> Sandhill Cranes<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339939701306543634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuZzdH5BCUmxE1OseunD7G2n3zEF5-2_ifAH1GL7Zl9oqUFuEuZIvkaePW6ooASKUlpSqCQHyI6Ix5y_j_aO6tAl2M5zC-6MCwzCkBdfOjzdjpeY0v2bnKZKUFs96TlhXPQZXfW4DkX4/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Lots of beautiful trails!<br /></p><p align="left">Sunday we enjoyed an afternoon at Pioneer Park, here in Fairbanks. It is a family friendly area that includes some small museums, a carousel, a train, mini-golf, some shops housed in some of the original buildings from downtown Fairbanks, and lots of play areas for the kids. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed the time outside.</p><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935241724095762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8O6HhM8GlokZLk6KZoiuf-DUot-l4Iw3361uMMUmBqtxxB2J2lBITGALxheU6ROKKMeYrId05bClGsYpbwzMsMAyjNVhv99739CUoq5ZXHmY2zxsHS5qMfukbZ22weHnEfMN9jrbrNA0/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339939712177948978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyvUr5izV2zVffJTLjy1RB1l_XwXdWJmzTIH-ASUnaToIWvkXvEiGVi5u-wdJ_yQ3Sz41HXVvpR158f2I9ZKejCgMB3VWiMvKIXiSrbQ0TxPhyphenhyphen_NfonXehydM4I9K5PLpTh08xjJ_Tkk/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339936313385826210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAsuVbOtdUKJGlU6i0JgF6tVBzek99lGyei3QT2VYcb2tX20w9Y9i3CfgEBJAjmPDIHCZJTB9TK27Qw9KmmFxySRfi4gf4kfXFa2MrbLN-l1I_T_SjhmaIGwYLal7hSgXTPtRR9gYTsI8/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935257071549218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0WrwSAeI7ymPmbGgQ8ajgRxW6aXaI66AvslwidCrBg6GC55T2aJcm9uUU0B0-ZZtu2kcZAxKlAIRiJmvzv5rzlOT0lgznWLcYsqrcvf2SkdzBbM27hgznRRx-YZZzFqVvsPwvNq5KCZI/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339936308970716066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIwQIgtgmH_w-c02SN3OSZbZnUt91jseBe5jP6fwOcanu2Iw7kY9YptXiDizRCKj4TJ9oT1kAd8ks7FMFlvmkpKO2hBWvtR7m8pMXtLqyLeEnhz66f9vQ6RQQXSyflMwcB3nNuUG698bg/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339936315129801666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR6-0YQ7x4N9Q9gUe1m1fZ4LiY63dbwPZDyNBpZAoXcPCS0eJT2RSCdgdJsjABaU9iE7gB_b55eHpkGxerlKdXV25GbJE-5_dZcB-hJUPsUIQITWEFFvwHbDW2GP4e8VIU4lmjPk5K_W4/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339936321714817154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjafuOKGUTzY40RyEjYSgJsLmfmbWuZOuC4UEniXcqkIw9sZvMdqfwDcD1tUi-ygcMVuJHHKPKtRL6OtUjS7TuYWixFSYA7AGPCuwfrSqKPqPSfxc577i8usEsrFoPejaobvI3G6QapzYg/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="left">Monday we decided to check out the Large Animal Research Center run by the University of Alaska - Fairbanks. They concentrate their research on Musk Oxen and Caribou / Reindeer. It was pretty cool to learn about these animals. </p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339939717149323346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwwsjNIrf_VkN_baaH8TD98Us0GH9SujaQKAqUkVSLMDDW_kS4NWOzPCjgXb0l41WGkTENWsXZb-l5ee1Z-BtISe8aFpevZF8tU9egP4tGrPOLY4L1wTJyxA9GsG8KuT4KsoKuYY3kFNw/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339936325865704994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9szlsT-IisxAVUj_SVxw74isvfeZGDv1uNnEvI08j_N9fvNnJtNKTK5fJy8yHIb2C-LsqVHCvlGjz1pY_CCNjBTEz8eSax94UYgAE_hk79ZQZlfB8BawwdK9yaJd1Yi0qmzNa0lWeGJ0/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937739545741442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR4gyhnJM0RkEpiltvaVi_4lQsqj7MKwebxvFoL_XDnBSBLG4AzNVbnq1P_gcaghmc8mRLhkarA6wzjHHcadEGpG_LIfY7-Iuz3N9dJuQimkeQvoIlHwmZF9r-1fYy7D16o6YVfMBCZPc/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937740202246338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGW4in7qLKFuxkHjMBJGXzvG8znMRKYmUPgWgu4uamM9qMHMo_EyvVysHKVSt0FhSwy4IpMp5KowEnk_trZsTLOzsPLawfJrZCvTFXTcz7hVskshzPtA98EDuDBJO_FcwMQ3zsL8arWU/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937744690161058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGfhuxBj_d-aMG08dbdJHXR1nsIgMnXXSxOWJs4O9F1NRV2w2IHVKbLol7zUs7HwLrBfH8DvEe7m1QOpTi0IXymZlJDHH7Z9yaS4Db9XfOPknOSt2Woa5vC3Ztzt37nsfbosdJcuyWIc/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /> <p> </p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-18939410282263987632009-04-24T13:35:00.000-07:002009-04-24T14:27:04.328-07:00Seward Get-Away!<div align="left">Well, it has been a few weeks since I last posted, and we definitely have some great pics to share with you from our recent trip down to the Gulf of Alaska area of our newest home state. We spent 4 days in Seward for a marriage retreat and a little family fun as well. It was a great time! The retreat information was a good reminder of the things that we know we should be doing differently and sometimes just aren't making the effort to. It was also a good reminder of just how special and wonderful our marriage really is to us, so overall it was a lift to the spirit of our marriage and family and a renewed hope in always striving to be and do better.<br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">Seward is a very quaint fishing town about 2 hours south of Anchorage. It is very quiet in the winter, but booms in the summer, because of the cruise ships that bring in the tourists. We managed to be there during the "shoulder season" just before the boom starts in May, so it was pretty quiet. We managed to squeeze in some family time when we were not in class, and it was a lot of fun. Seward is very beautiful, and the marine life is abundant. We went out on a whale watching cruise, and although we didn't see any whales, we did see plenty of other marine life. It was well worth the fee just to get out and see Alaska's beauty in a different way. We also were able to get out and get back to one of our favorite family hobbies, geocaching. We haven't done any of it since we got to Alaska, partly because of the snow, but spring has sprung here in Alaska and we can finally get out and find the caches. Yeah!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center">Here are a few pics from our trip to Seward. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328370516275264082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJKnvvH3EkuDG1VjmT3XM7HNb4mJ3Jrpa1cuBACLDNmjsQYZRSzKnTx-NehbKtihAhsv2KBMkdaXLrSUFUVNFIjU4LwCsyDujbLDt4QJh1Z7IIKHgWzYHiWRfD4YkEU7ec3MpA8yfTUI/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"> Some caribou we saw on our way down (near Denali National Park).<br /><br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328370682284598034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNipJgwhPGM9oC1uIl9Lajsw1Hxmun2rfTxq2zB4A8KMjvGZeRAyisihDWBVByf9Y_k-cnlGJPJZnyerRLYCAv1oxhuKJjaVRw9DYWT6DmfW3G5ajskqAxPjGFiUN6uELkw8xLfaQPnjM/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">One of the many mountain ranges between Fairbanks and Anchorage.</p><p align="center">This truly is God's Country.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328364983959980242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECIVyoeT75Jn0-V9juTDhlCBgJbqlmukk3fjCi_DWInly_EG8YHGPyTGslVrGuamkfLI4BA86qZd_PDNqDj7Sh8vfNvO7tYZyTF3gi8cc63e65TrknY9xQ3HWx2_QV3KL5D3eMhvmsTE/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328364984952073138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGb7qt-z3Psm6aZXf4qRIJjMwjsQR7AlGx46nNUF-Wlwh5G_bn2Wy4-SRYrjKjb62LISVvv8pm_azJpe05jvgU0_bY_WH5eY_tfIzpAOORrWSLitbbTjyHB9j91FtScgCKwGI0VBYgxM/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328364989578215010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSNsheiDaxzStvMs4hEC0UjWdnJ7TewdH91aULwTlLb2_ULX1IDUZink6lEmJALoq-8JOJkF9FgKFVXAlbl4brYfuWQ2ua99dqs2JqyWQTHhHrWDthTAe8b8c2-RNu6qgGD8KIyZqSKT8/s320/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" /></p><div align="center">Sea lions we saw resting on "pillow rocks."</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328365981990328162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQJoRM57-qkZyjh8Xwir77mcO6aeqKvFQTr4DhQAsMwTEQlrvZRZJ9TIkDT8onjx2HVHP277xnlIpcrsdl59QJwIlALpO4HldwWmU1a6TGWgMTKtJdBT3unniZVrL_np9XH3M7Pu6fVA/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" /><br />Dall's porpoises that were swimming along-side our boat and playing.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328365985434195986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRx8LAwwZr-ersHpS12dmYNIES5_J8UPqQlLmggsnW1q_3B7KFuZoYtSEwYgxOWx-vgsrn9dmfr7draeq_i8P4AL6JDATCpFYMS6h_jx4gNiqpO7wbhePvKJLLJtfRWYGMvaDHboPZOA/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Harbor seals.<br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328365993205507554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepz4taCOZckl80gS1GQ7su-BeQAjI5U8RzMKBl6JXPf2YPwzS8AKQgnld1TUEmIo_5bPTEab684B1yM18mqNPZy-Nt-G2IRzIqZzDHtfQsD7aKV6p0HPc2fAP0lhL1zIIs9wV20YJC5M/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">If you look closely, you can see a white mountain goat on the side of the mountain.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328365996479805826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdfMdhqlqj7WuEKeRbTYZV6OsS_EXoJADzkfaxGrX0LkziCxmtqrwdD5-onJSlo2Is4ZqlJUDOmh_5yBvuuAVR9eLOFk0WflGKlLrVIs2j2T-jBizqsgXLvkbHlL6P_sDSTUHIULcytsA/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">This is "key hole rock".</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328366816754747906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhsOiTRuMlYBn7TBOOOJQxuu1sqNAZP-_ZiTmN23xj74ZZjvLbTEpg8QfohDSqFsXuTTbPqytw3jpeLrAJsvo30wztP2FB0rOVRFUBn3sNvl5gqZYZrvsQG_2jekGePLUt62qhZyP1IzE/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">A sea otter that was just relaxing and taking care of some personal hygiene.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328366000379923282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZOaIO5Z6ok4nTxj2OstiH4IMQzSR3Ed1KY6Jf6MMQiq4DxIXw1icdl7tzq3_RQxU0pbkv085Kt-JhZBGycJntv5PIk_zmPARYE1q0f7KVdS209jn2cmCIoyepbw5YAnvDsC7yWHcLww/s320/DSC_0359.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">It may be spring in Alaska, but it is still cold. </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328366822606659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLGBSdhA6AcECn6X5Mf2gnOcNKiG7cWigqavuItA_V9EF2M58mH7ZvOus6NOjS7voMC7N1jY8Cau5JcUUqaccm6lUFuZ2bqOe5e4YFfrDt-7J8GE_3heIeYEZUi5ILq6fwg6DDh0AODR0/s320/DSC_0414.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328366825170852162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTvavyakKkFAiq3F4Ak-sw3A0aHxA41lSUwx9YCpkvsos_rEjoxcwb667sGomUnfqnRzehwDM3HJ2pNlGEcTU9IWqtWtqA06INBaT0cPkTRP57UmhaF2RCl47G1P6OERUJ6ksYmJhO44/s320/DSC_0427.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">A trip down along the Gulf of Alaska wouldn't be complete without a pic or two of a Beautiful Bald Eagle. If you look closely, there is a nest to the right of the eagle on the branch and there is actually the eagle's mate and some eaglettes in the nest. </p><p align="center">Useless trivia knowledge: Bald Eagles mate for life. Shouldn't we all?!?</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-7495268886348556522009-04-04T23:37:00.000-07:002009-04-08T16:32:58.394-07:00Visitors and Frozen Fun!<div align="center">Well, the military life and the friends you make are an amazing and wonderful thing. This past week we had four visitors from the island of Oahu to our home here in the Great Frozen Frontier! Our dear friend Becky Staley and her children took two military hops and then drove 6 hours from Anchorage to visit us on their spring break. It would have been a bit less of a hassel, but not as much of an adventure if it weren't for the silly volcanoe that was causing issues for flights out of Anchorage up here to Fairbanks.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">So, for the past week or so we have been showing Becky and the kids how you can have fun in snow and cold. Her kids have never really experienced winter, as they have lived in Hawaii for the past four years; so we went sledding and tubing and ice skating and to a hockey game and to the ice park and snowmobiling. Wow, what fun we had together! It is always fun to play in the snow, but even more fun when you get to do it with friends. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Here are some pics from our frozen adventures.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096730526535346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0EQo0tGxutfy7hVCoP09DkEdpCjoTDymHqrJmLkUHj44jnPbg1qzXULVXskYiAkesydiLRvdPqmkJtRyYBX_G6EimV7bPBNywvfscgaY6P7onZWR5nJR8hP1SpCGk19ZLpeVo1aaz3Sk/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096727622146674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMb0rtLcvdehQ6PDuiSL_-zZhWhcA7zCGroTta0__L6IyWM3erLMesXttTFDq1S5_BmZYOTuJTYLRFGcTT28uqFLAYZsb24CIP-wQ2iSybjLd3K548vPf9c0a3rYG38dLbTQ909ViwBzA/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096731891312114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzQBi1_lA05KIIq5DKUmPW9kbjyKB3vvWM_8I6S21Hn9eZG99RkVAMHWT-je_WY9WzriDm2kkAf4VuuJ1BZxSFk80JMiedGtDQQbk9LCr2lnHFpincBeCRdjWMbhZkCeJeZ7mJd6LhPk/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096742217476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcXpr3o7LBpiHihcriHDI_WmdXuYHnW_0dMOPhGXJbxNDHkj9qbxVR9YzG-7IoemzSyeha0JjcylZvvX9Cv8wuG4n-EYLKm5adI59SERg8iktw4Xic4a3gWDCnD5vgwhFgNwS0ZwtV8WA/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">She looks like she's going to die! :0)<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096748937918594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvWSL5Iaa6WeYGtEfSwMWaJKKQb_hUeHIK8IBm6DYWFU-ZPGiYFFwED5hQyr1TgEWaY1M1I4hma7XzJGxWjxHe6mdB17WpDl1ydy3UTOO_wjg-IFSAPB14k9-L1W7zFCuZ8ld0MocG4ac/s320/DSC_0163.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321097359210587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisNvq1SjKuOifK-w6SfmdtUSCfbunJUCUYFDoixyLX1qC3c4ePwfdTAbfTUCgAmyGkJ0bJou2f5MSBgbUAxcfHt2-2womMpRx9AbHOwMlxJ0qm91QUd58swYaI3e1sf0kWWQKoMRzNEiE/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Jerry's new toy! I have to say it is a lot of fun!<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321097364357290354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWn53gY2gLe0pk792TVjUvk5Mud3qOme8J2BUAvWxL0V4QOG-2WfdzcsbsxX109O93APnJ-I35TmklWo9_4kiyvhZkQ5YnDU7G7jpj5M8OJug25INADCrebTRSlnxIuAVsxX5Unrsvk4/s320/DSC_0202.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321097370921284226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircXJs6lvhHrT096JZocumY6U3bZxoh10MGOwR6-NfV9nMqfp3hjA-wUA9lle2AGts_WApkgsYy0B0HqWSlTWO1W2Tkfln99w3KYq_nhLXDsVhgjIcHJSc58h6sjemIxR2m7UZTsg1yL0/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321097389921523378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgypLekMpDZEsOTpBy-ak4ncoGv-imTSg4cEbpHc8GOVpxdnPg0tDCxRlOO6qDIaixvAgmLTaD0-bCf5v-9tYecKGOGyloFFzqF3Ai7vqLzP4TpB6c_oMjEUA8A07bxkr2SiWpA-0tjFOA/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" />Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-15782550113756380602009-03-25T22:43:00.000-07:002009-03-25T23:02:37.308-07:00More Ice Art - WOW!!!!!<div align="center">The World Ice Art Championship finished up this past weekend here in Fairbanks, but before it did we headed back over to the ice park to take a peak at the multi-block creations. All I can say is AMAZING!!!!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">You judge for yourself. This is just a sample of the sculptures that were there.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317371084906967282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1OIWBVdZoaaZ3K0Wwmy3uU-ld2kdTJfrYRJE-nIkQ3lSIdm7jg4xeGvPs5MpxQp2X10JNLLg4_hstqADhvLyjLta0kt6E_1o3UPGl_p1KR3BcvHnyBRvFt6OcxmXH7W8s8M1JQoQHTrk/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"> This is what they start with! For the multi-block, they have several of these.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317369874720071490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJWErearo5MV8FTvY1whzcMH3O7W34FZpIQnYsWOrxoEPYPD_yuUsRKnHIwt9NkUIeGBB00uLZ2eH_bI-d0NpzsxcxlXeOspAeLPjGrgrjGfO30Vlg-O57GiL8SLLpvD0rfshyphenhyphendAMNPM/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">I think the one above is a single block sculpture, but the rest are all multi-block.</p><p align="center"> Again, AMAZING!!!!!</p><p><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317371082040397250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaEZnlUyzwFvw8qIGCuo743b54iCnp86v5ij3ary61NQ8mjnbXAoi7I0ZxiyAv-QbCyePl8SJYaMcOY_gvcd3FAGvuS-jGIO-1LvusRUs4QU4tkg2f_XUZi3n9N064Nwhg7cspVqz1sZU/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317371081255632546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRnExwttX6zgehhAn_L6y1vpXoKNde1MPyz6pbDyn4P2bRKf2jT3OTV60XlRXehusasAz5ziq2Np4w9owGLKHKzAUV8abZspnFm44qWf2PR4sn9OpC9CcbId6hyP5RbGiiMi3wva060mI/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317371070251512130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdMk7sgXlufR0x6VvYLCgSZNI5P_pK1lqz6d5XisT4VHn9q4fnp2AadG7OWQ3pciDFCquYH-Gj3yyrZRGyLkx6tRdzHLovtBSl_Ut9-zyz-GODLl5eyn8389M2xg4I3XgC2vuemm1iv-I/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317371071308043954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOkG6Po09JHweNQcuJRRbnWQfnZOkbbA2iGjwjE34_SZ0CVW_q9qbHcoxUCWObzY0fM_U2NgjBWTLoqLHDmCrwUsj-pySDLLQZkyRXDVSBHrNvSXzP_Ob1W2mzKyrQBx8sQyQtI4pH2M/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317369887014175906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghriEpkCdY1OhZLBvZ59grsDlSIF-USknmxKig5p2R06F8uP93Mor19uVW0PXl3Fa3aFOprdh2uuGX-CnG81orj7K6zwcwqATut6C7ocUk4IycDCRdMLhqYPz7KjsV74uDwRvq6Kduc84/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317369890586043090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEnoQHnUzgMeyO5DCh4xKxppEwyudULgaqumryWsgofVKnB2HapDt0iP-SkOnBcgIbq4l3zBQR7UPehgMsqII5WtjiQCshV37YqfYi_W4Ga1wz5vc1QVi6ekNpD2YRDyGFCetKqUlm-kg/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317369894235532178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGIsYSLgwpkKFiat2VZGjFaxJUiCSWKNRAXzslck8tszU4N_nvhHHbgP87rK2lJm0uNvPZQWXoMnMr_orbVrzCm8kv0rfjGMQpkxPEAlBR9u0XY_oi8HYEC5TnRM-Ie9xBE0_hzVqW1o0/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317369883290905122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5KhMo-NUOZUTKEt6lm_hBTM3OpgjpJyVBO34FM1oNnnbfVoaOJzWSS6DnpHoeVV0IchuOd-AHcudzTCoeyyrDYQ4KMwYZeOFbehyphenhyphenOkux1q_7iz8fC0Mgg6ReTI5HuUuetkW3DrBvOei4/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" />Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-66307818600769554222009-03-17T17:54:00.000-07:002009-03-17T18:25:32.418-07:00Encounters With the Animals of AlaskaAs some of you may have guessed by the lack of pictures, we missed all the mushers coming in from the Yukon Quest, which ended up here in Fairbanks about 3 weeks ago. A lot of them came in at not so family friendly hours of the day. Although, Jerry and the kids had an opportunity to see the last two ladies come in and they missed them because Daddy had a hard time getting the kids ready and out the door in time. <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, Noah and Paige and I decided that we wanted to see some sled dogs, so we headed out to a local race area and caught the start and finish of some trail races. We caught a good majority of the four-dog teams. I am pretty sure that the trail they were running is about 12 miles, but don't quote me on that. They seeed to start a new team every 3 minutes or so and I'm going to guess that they just compare times in the end then. It was a bit chilly that day, but we had a good time seeing the dogs.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some pics of the dogs/teams we saw starting and finishing the race.</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314330366518001138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pXLmeMBweQglnzaXUTDbqDXN0WeAUl_ipzGOHnoistf1MO0wg7_Y8VhOuCuAuALEbRGlYxoVRmU9TRVvUZol5so7T7-09ph3TIvmPqKPdtLj-Sjl_AKUWXmECTmRdZwcBsTS3kjbPNA/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314330316404721874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAUdfXv6HsZxqSYPCLZHCGGCKOI48fgKhZQ8bkpMLd0t7X3Ks42Fs0_jqiClwkpZD1c5aT0RnbRTHQN_AwfdS4DgKSVuByHJ01L9bUU-0pqI3ifgrACQ2Pm4TrbffFvewv1A5WUXrhqV4/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314330350165909458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg58NBep9jCzHYSb22d3hB4gUTJ6Ll02A-MBYjNPW60VPVbzfH3MAcSaTmn0VpCHpm-_rp8nofl_QbGqNakeAM4t1D6nHb1tOI427S2PKV20Br1jMXxmJI66Rjx0POyN2LQ8-tjPNzMGyA/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314330333596667778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiboA27UpqX2ELt8N1E3aQhTCq1dxmrUcmWuI_YxPaOTRtFcYYnKtWGeK04QiPVLiK4tfC9ItbnsNP_KObszms3qd9KBDruTw6Vq4JDiTS8CYLuWWqxiM04OV349dyyZMoRj4cNSMyqdUo/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>This past weekend, we only had to look out our kitchen window to have an encounter with some of the local wild life. We were on our way out of the house to Noah's indoor soccer game and Jerry spotted a momma and baby moose out the kitchen window. He snapped a few shots from off our deck, but then they headed off to the wooded area at the end of the block. So, as we left the neighborhood we swung by and snapped a few more pics of them enjoying a morning meal.</div></div><div> </div><div>So, enjoy some of the pics of the moose and Noah at his soccer game.</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314331743870440274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyTRJt5Eu_9MSmUv0Qa5NvA4LD86d28Rwq6od8iZ8blQiBOoY3gHSYlkYkIW9hmk6uDO65YtwBHqP592l4d969LsvxNSCSOsC-2G6kwLachUtjWZoEtBWtutRioeJ-k9SAfN03r57MHA/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314331734890900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYbiISu3Hidhxtgg9Vdh9x4qwFhmkjXCH7BPGEGH1fU6qZaseL-jGMhwt1AMQy9coaUnk08sQamrhl_IGY9ECH1bJHtxvdtwuxLrBc85F7HMWgqk3p-GLWB4UKCU-AGe3NT_5cAzGsimE/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314331736645699074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmETSW2xKSL-G7-HJ_05e924jUVs_BUH26Bniok9HMj4O745wvJFzr6wLt9v7J39-NEgV_r7yDzfp8GGIhQBVGauVT7XFc_9nxCnxUU9Eef-pTWvdeaq2H6CDIilM7M7mOCF_unoWRbE/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314331752977994754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJSVJeleLLGmJcOECq67mqn0WRzSw5NzYSiP0TIdNSMNwPItGdQvYGtsV1m-tjHdUDon4hi2JDaMaxCkTeyIxhz8DFmIqkwuAC6nl3TbLDgC26vzQy9hVR1JBPsJYWVXhuaj3lhIZt4M/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314331750158850946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp6byrPfY70IphEv24pK76FXalszuCf-TgD19B_9wEWrWtfLTlpH-f3BinDeCP-ATztWAo1vcq_BjRthZ2Zu8Xj9SNfqRhQmnGLQdwoUm17UFxkGpvMWBrCoSu7vKtOnPDaFeGF0h6bBU/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-31459875510118439922009-03-12T13:00:00.000-07:002009-03-12T13:45:39.872-07:00Amazing IceWell, each year the city of Fairbanks hosts the Ice Art Championships. There are a couple different categories, but basically people take large blocks of ice and do amazing things with them. We went to check it out about a week or so ago and were able to see the completed single block sculptures. They started with an 8'x5'x3' block of ice, and this is what they created. Pretty Amazing! <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /></div><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398843252774130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_u3XVaeulfZoLiKKj8KcKQ1dsqMQ8FQxcs_ec4lOIjDiCchhY1esdZz8Nnz7zGONfbDrEv_49cjK37xMgVn-xR5gq2OMJOHhXy_jGg3Ed_2bpjhaTnA6Dut39qy_HasOTt9ehr7NUOXQ/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398841351249394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SdXCPGeS8r8bhGNp7hNUJ3u1BA3SEEnYXjfmpNn0orWCukwI35V_ZwTFwuV53FHJQPMXpnPBEnAPbkIDUEwscpSRJ1Utz2mERah2rPbOdUUjCh1ugWfBlib2g600axWjYnyCOvoQJFc/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398836108420306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJaN1B_o5r0LTBRdnrMsqFyGGCVqWw_uRE9NUxd57Y4OnHacwRgBTEfOoIcJwflFVdGYs9oBk7czRgnxamg4R6hd3NHM8iyI4ym3KBFgSh6jbWejG4Qh5Ejrzom9puguK4LXC0K_bwVY/s320/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398831390702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf2OMyYBZwTLEEqdGp7_evWqJ9qE6_SRBf3BEvummRKdtMAsuni7DqT5vzziObEy80TBJ09LmdY88In2SAO0Q9RKrQpo-bqwUzugpD1bi9ZKX7_CuXW9IjopCpgKn6fOZo3gZgM5f7q68/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">The Crocodile Hunter</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397845499014722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMgbz39HkcnGam3PndhkJM2zxH3oCVoQwRIX72nyRI2Felhr7EW1SxRIuZJhZOO0lXyUH3uKmFpuqny65oNBkEhBQvggaheBRkWsyL8IWBPVXghgvru-M3nEypH9Afh6n5mucURdB-Ops/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397854160076402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BfKljQ2a8yyCQrI7hQFaKkD2vyWYO37x-uZc9bPGRN_EP61_aOoDcG2oaMwwltRsa1uF0ofLxgwLTcbHroKZCpxj3GEVXkBOy7ECU2qU5xg-jm8kHF20i_uuDndRWtuPdXAL3Ca0fFQ/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397859726641474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiz030c7Q-IaXBTxZh6Dzc23unTH8DWUTctwUNlmjcIWafDzfOfZuxAxHxxjINcxMKg3J3XIUVpTCbVOX1UHX8y8CY6SRud6oJN6USyn6Xpj_SsseleurB6NuDn-VooePulB8jtX2J-O8/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">DNA (Double Helix)</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>Aside from the amazing sculptures created by the contestants, there is also a fun "Ice Park" for the kids to enjoy. All of the mazes and slides and things are made out of ice. The kids had a good time! (All the kids!)</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312396723065511490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEL5WJFMMWxhZcVhNO4wzTXAUih_drzdWI0RFlQtxbUN9TASn1Gs9kHHl-GXRLq5aUgXUuHXcIOfiMuvJ1a6SpB79F44-SRgW_5-WDyeR66hdL9Qb0_zQpoftwbncoY4-v9JXYOcGBI8/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312396726756864114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCXyPQBu-zH0LtYM9jYME9sflxHdt9Y_vrM0we2uAfRiU1VygXpGXWVKtMjzUBpoKBK9RbnoKwsZLLNzwANMLrSzTxBy5IdA_KVwGzBLmLfnpJs17OUmqkSZY4LfcYYD7H6XrKc2SrjU/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Go Speed Racer</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312396733745975394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwzCnjItoA_xj8zbiqWxyBAvHfgZjhRMDjPA89EfcI6Cs6XfeuW8j_2I99JhKHv6Cok05RpH4cq0y9LEWi0-9fTZwXomCT8hWRywveATzHaNwMeE97vRwmEosQBIQSsS5-_UGwM5MlzBQ/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Stuck in a "bowl" of ice! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312396704799856802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdSMYyZlRqdpPPo7lDlmPLFYEpdhEtx5oFmJLF4LAwTATkzYMAFI_4Oq7BO2w2cgoAZLZnIhpFbzIhyphenhyphen7ALbOq5Urgsj6zlklPfBRxmby_6Qab71NLTRUodNM-Bsd5ei3Cvq5pGI-QZFMw/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center">Daddy & Paige having fun!</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397849056669138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJqMtD9vH3wqlXjWWl55AB3XMtjmeBbgNy4WiDkjH8G9Hrw5Euvt5dmHnPhAl99dbG1TxMrs6dmxT2joKV6YGUIeoIHfHk3TsU47TvYzBOlAS6XRKRtPEldJhzA7Biz7W9HDDrZPeH_8/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Look at those slides!</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312396716967735330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS_UqrtOJiGhjk3SNnDr2TF0YUFhmloGXONAy2eAq3cxikLV_itW4e6qItcgdV488_AFTXdNA1o-GR4WxGgHlffm4lNEl4UZGsODEB3sUAbuKrX8inBD2UO4Rt3VyACVU1WFlXUxI-SWc/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Noah & his friend, Ava.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397845277996818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0we9JSBw2MXuGFiU36y2n6d2VH7YhSXI1qCEGHURM-PZEVxZmBEurffzdnxuL3U2hMkvSljYAEzLBa9njjeOt45NxlcY239ka4DBsS0Ad1Hls047Ng703a74gwE93CT6-QoaThdnr_bE/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Paige is our little bundled pink baby!</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-32464584404839118162009-02-25T13:22:00.000-08:002009-02-25T13:46:35.537-08:00Fun in the Snow!So, I have't been on top of it since we got up here, but I have a few things to share. We have been starting to venture out and see what there is to see in the area and also enjoy the fun winter activities now that we are getting settled in.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div> </div><div>A couple weekends ago, we ventured out for a drive. We headed to a natural hotspring about 60 miles from Fairbanks. It was a pretty drive through the woods, and we managed to see some moose along the way. We will definitely be taking a trip back out to the hotsprings some other time to enjoy the warm relaxing water and the many other activities offered out there.</div><div> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoix-lCyyt9mT2LDAp0QY2KTh7K_-DwhLukxKWEeDaFNB3UiJrGpSCTTqg1ryzcxP94wRZzyLa2skrOXX1CFJrnt7cnenpOTEQv8zyu-r5DIGflHgXgR72ns-Btm-0Qkuvo-_nfDlHZ84/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306851897996074018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoix-lCyyt9mT2LDAp0QY2KTh7K_-DwhLukxKWEeDaFNB3UiJrGpSCTTqg1ryzcxP94wRZzyLa2skrOXX1CFJrnt7cnenpOTEQv8zyu-r5DIGflHgXgR72ns-Btm-0Qkuvo-_nfDlHZ84/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjim4qR0oGUt29RQmE7HVEueX4CoxUXRenKqkMJUPr_-faNAd7UWqlq12WgwsMgKRFYzvEproQ2DIM5Vt09va8VErxDRUPPA08nAgurBCAqBBof0fNdIIqVcaTlHxfV6Ix7MfxLrl-iF4/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306851935356639298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjim4qR0oGUt29RQmE7HVEueX4CoxUXRenKqkMJUPr_-faNAd7UWqlq12WgwsMgKRFYzvEproQ2DIM5Vt09va8VErxDRUPPA08nAgurBCAqBBof0fNdIIqVcaTlHxfV6Ix7MfxLrl-iF4/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AiYD17GAbdz_2PE2tERpcujDO2247AGrI3xvONfEvQpPWXG6FK8RinzP9xoKStXsZ_yXFOikuOlQWiG2RMrPdCRzpAb-_ySz2X102B71VKcHsi4Os2O1o2fsFP5C0udsLAiEnxzDxbw/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306851909346759026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AiYD17GAbdz_2PE2tERpcujDO2247AGrI3xvONfEvQpPWXG6FK8RinzP9xoKStXsZ_yXFOikuOlQWiG2RMrPdCRzpAb-_ySz2X102B71VKcHsi4Os2O1o2fsFP5C0udsLAiEnxzDxbw/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><br />Last weekend we went out and bought snow gear for the big people in the house and we even found ice skates for those that are big enough to do so. So, on Sunday afternoon we went to the local indoor arena and tried out our skating legs. Yeah, it's been awhile! Jerry and I managed to stay on our skates most of the time, and by the end of the open skate time Noah was too. He was such a trooper. He stuck to it and with a bit more practice, he will definitely be ready to try hockey next winter. </div><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrGHxA5nwgr8eFscKUtBsFOtJgcZOIjC2hftsh7EjsI3YRf7yt4uXGOPq3W4DZpNRgm7509Pq7TT4cYbd0JvXFPjbW7yd2L49mxcMcCFWBFfL9msomqSO1tu6Ryrx9ulEOY_kxVp7875I/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306853044521932850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrGHxA5nwgr8eFscKUtBsFOtJgcZOIjC2hftsh7EjsI3YRf7yt4uXGOPq3W4DZpNRgm7509Pq7TT4cYbd0JvXFPjbW7yd2L49mxcMcCFWBFfL9msomqSO1tu6Ryrx9ulEOY_kxVp7875I/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">One of Noah's many falls, but we are so proud of him for getting back up.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSOXJGYzaBaB2yZ0B-OjUpkUMj7lYzGVvMfrIUex5sCpaQ6gXsaxTSKK2Z22PhAzO9DsP0iHM1fteT4tlqSXjQBanRWDfD1kmzqskjLcW-ruIk_ifPW7xiLjUXlIQAAteM9QqZb_RXfEo/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306851958916376706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSOXJGYzaBaB2yZ0B-OjUpkUMj7lYzGVvMfrIUex5sCpaQ6gXsaxTSKK2Z22PhAzO9DsP0iHM1fteT4tlqSXjQBanRWDfD1kmzqskjLcW-ruIk_ifPW7xiLjUXlIQAAteM9QqZb_RXfEo/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Nice save!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuI2KKQcHcZSU4FAPRZ213iPLTrJtptYE7jqNDYpzRHLvi7nNsVahqnH6oo4JkjJAq8LVZdX9w0Iw9ixI3__6x5NJWPkiVog-z5O77Sjknw_zmVJXT_p1TA53eodSM40qUjLZpafRd6Y/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306851948236130450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuI2KKQcHcZSU4FAPRZ213iPLTrJtptYE7jqNDYpzRHLvi7nNsVahqnH6oo4JkjJAq8LVZdX9w0Iw9ixI3__6x5NJWPkiVog-z5O77Sjknw_zmVJXT_p1TA53eodSM40qUjLZpafRd6Y/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">A little help from Dad never hurt!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsUtJS1RSFQRooTNwdlUXhzgPy8WPsyXgGqSYHjhVEtV81nsJLiSgn8hdOy1ZuYCio5797SI08MGYcwzvaQtjSt3PPJHpdFUFAVDp6n7pvB2C3SzYBTPiBoiE4whFBPw5OMWhQeENks48/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306852406542687538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsUtJS1RSFQRooTNwdlUXhzgPy8WPsyXgGqSYHjhVEtV81nsJLiSgn8hdOy1ZuYCio5797SI08MGYcwzvaQtjSt3PPJHpdFUFAVDp6n7pvB2C3SzYBTPiBoiE4whFBPw5OMWhQeENks48/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Look at me, I can do it all on my own!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbPACEgyxxZcKkfQoeIrh_zgd-AANeV7ivo1ztjENDOhjRdqHRtJk6Rwb2TYMILpYX61K_Su9bUBN8gAjZZbQEeNOlSP2lMDuFAfJgrtl7ixQbYR_LIAvpQKT5nucvQtYQ_zsCYLGFOA/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306852410290746354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbPACEgyxxZcKkfQoeIrh_zgd-AANeV7ivo1ztjENDOhjRdqHRtJk6Rwb2TYMILpYX61K_Su9bUBN8gAjZZbQEeNOlSP2lMDuFAfJgrtl7ixQbYR_LIAvpQKT5nucvQtYQ_zsCYLGFOA/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Noah's little friend, Ava. She plays hockey!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">This week/weekend should prove to be interesting as the Yukon Quest is finishing up here in Fairbanks. The mushers have already started to come in and the remaining teams should finish out sometime in the next day or two. This week is also the start of the Ice Art Championships here in Fairbanks, so keep checking back for updates and pics of those events.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>See, you don't have to have sun to have fun!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-60598563087115174612009-01-30T00:32:00.000-08:002009-01-30T00:49:58.284-08:00New Home, Sweet Home!<div align="left">God is GOOD! We came to Fairbanks thinking that we were going to have to buy a house, because we had continually been told that their was not and would not be housing available for us. So, we had been in touch with a realtor and watching the market for months. The day after we arrived, I headed out and looked a few of our options planned to go back out the next day. Before I was able to go out looking again, we were told that we could look at a house that was available and if we wanted it we could sign for it. We took the keys and took a look and couldn't believe the blessing. It is bigger than any military housing we have ever lived in. It has more storage than I know what to do with. It is open and spacious and we love it. God is GOOD! </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="left">Here are some pics before our things arrived.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297004328197810434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMGDJ9PFLAhSspnSKpmjOef54ktkIAeo-qXpy8Z8Il11ReMtfeCCG_e3RaqIq76bV9kpPeGhkPwx5JHzw7joAD-gq_zXrPpFfM8zbG6jwYATREfUaJMaHaK5no_8jjUcDakocXfoi1xZE/s320/DSC_0934.JPG" border="0" /><br />The Arctic Entryway - That's pretty normal here, and it keeps the outside mess mostly in one place. Mommy likes that!</p><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297004324684475986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD2DrFV_2DBO33i-9h1IeC9HhJu8wZdAOu4Dk42nGlcLJ0DiVwkVjvcI4K873os86OFg0CQndH2TjA4tUbG8qTDhfPvRW35VHcZTOUg5Xeovca3E8w87HASuHN0ZZmqYMKPIGLQdr78AM/s320/DSC_0933.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">The stairs to the bedrooms upstairs, the dining room (near the kitchen), living/family room (to the right) and kitchen.</p><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297004326958492802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohBq15Lbf74M2WJ8Pf0ag0MckvQk92aDdae2OMIrCRPxfgQScUs252HgxwdXQek0rO0U8K4rc-wpcuTjZZlIk7IhJAWwXPsunUApqYNb3jq86edf56-jjNdPu_vsr8Pb0Wfe4LVwKgmc/s320/DSC_0930.JPG" border="0" /><br />The kitchen has so many cupboards, I haven't even filled them all.</p><br /><p><br /></p><br /><div></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297004321598268466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHHY_m1Z9wWlGQm9O2g7yalPO6Y5zKjiSM-SUmW-kYy-CozaoJBnA-7VVgSBLIi89hMhra_EoVlWrLg8bbI5n2MsJmiqVeQM6sd-kGGvsLSnHSp_qPwnNDCbdjXBR75zwRryj0v-yKLKo/s320/DSC_0920.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">The master bedroom with a huge walk-in closet and a double sink master bath.</p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297004317248749810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04a57xy6TL9RfkUPx3fyUwCYBncgbdXnwNGQQVAElFJea7mLP2DvveBNWkhTn_iR1qZdAOFFumemi4Ksi7I7KezUxwfiYQczECVZ1TfaQ7Da36rtSctMHJh0R6iQO6OZM3-6E3d4EiEU/s320/DSC_0921.JPG" border="0" /><br />There are three bathrooms in the house and two of them are much like this one.</p><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="left">This is what it looked like once all the boxes were here, and you'll have to wait to see the finished product, as we are still unpacking and trying to settle into our new home.</p><br /><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297006250849215522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU0EW8iqQoV18jSnm_OH9CBshyphenhyphenh-qHPehzRN5wxwqYceqa3-h2KKn-ELb5dNLfshPm3y6_fVKazBRMRVPV34M_gSlZEgYzwK_9YrHaaJ22rJONrKX9dELF5I48VVe_NYTmpbluF2cZQw/s320/DSC_0941.JPG" border="0" /></p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-25454399136200763392009-01-30T00:16:00.000-08:002009-01-30T00:31:50.816-08:00The One You've All Been Waiting For . . . ALASKAFor those of you that don't know yet, we did finally make it to Alaska. It is so beautiful here! There is no way you can be in a place like this and not KNOW that there is a Great Creator in charge!<br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div>So, we flew into Anchorage on January 8th. We spent the next day and a half picking up Sebastian (our almost 12 year old dog), picking up Jerry's truck and having it winterized. We then spent a day and a half driving up to Fairbanks. It is really only a 6 hour drive, but when we arrived in Alaska, they were only getting about 6 hours of light a day. The drive is almost entirely through the mountains and we weren't sure how the roads would be so we made a reservation to stay about 2/3 of the way up.<br /></div><div>The drive itself wasn't too bad. The roads had some yucky spots, but the scenery was fabulous! Below are a few pics I took on our drive from Anchorage to Fairbanks. Enjoy!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000426124479122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1IuM4_RqaFNvIxIjlRQd4cVGOwh3bXlJdoaQ27O-5OvQS9Iz7FvpcEr2-UuAKT-LnJQo4kpu4_cqp6qpJqtoU23rN7g31PlY8UdtYVz_4itQTcGcg1Q02S_XiZOloJhBLqUnHB9E_woM/s320/DSC_0847.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Noah bundled up with his and Paige's hat. Isn't he a goof?!?</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000430156515106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-chSPd28E_6EjMvB5hATbqWBPkLd0wR_Ch7pkog6k7mT_cyb2CyXqxlorTOwHnfwJvEAHxLdm6-mYGdDcFKWjoQGUuQSf4Dp81Z06nAVhTKNASoorOhKxtFODiKRMOkD72wNpOUyXIEo/s320/DSC_0896.JPG" border="0" />Little snow angel!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000423201011634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2qe-JGMbFrrm0zEKHCRy-1iljejORLgTJeB5A1c1OKKx2nw2ALTEIjkNhlMYOipY5ILSzQ_1ehtih6XVxtqX3BECWTTe5OD9DciM5g5zFAqIjm8SEBGH70zu9FrDwxVdKSklCUCe4bXs/s320/DSC_0872.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000440018848306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1o5jnXmdVi7Rucv2OWnwzgNuA_ErsRjgjCpcZAkipKcNW6hz1FOLeUF5oFvoQueitcUGFbg2ie78alPAuo31mTsdotFT8DeWp2a2YBU9Ljqj5pbFjm1SupTL2P1uw1EBocGTI7H-hzRw/s320/DSC_0904.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000441479805906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0Yx1Tkx1nRWA6LkY45wtTb4nhPZsaqeTGQ6ESno0BaoLFspgnNvYl-MQ3cBGBraSEpDKvoX_KpqC4zVprf-O2WLCWuESr6NPqshjEUggphtiRLF-mOqmZrVk43FuYJw25cwcSGuOfaE/s320/DSC_0915.JPG" border="0" />The morning sky one of our first mornings in Fairbanks!</div><p> </p><p>It's beautiful here, and we have room for guests, so let us know when your coming up.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-49435329577123845222009-01-13T19:46:00.000-08:002009-01-13T21:26:58.880-08:00Visiting, Visiting, and More VisitingAfter the holidays up north, we headed down to our old stomping ground and visited friend in St. Cloud. It was so nice to revisit the place we hope to retire to in 3 1/2 years.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290995454322755474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dbuUST7Mp_7Teob6cw7jwjYxK2cF4hvCq4L3hyphenhyphenyMVVesZUujY6YW60sKzn-IGGMf2OSAue3z8gDX9kkgtGcaKlw80TTk003lRNXkiPRSCao5J3ZUusUkXE0zfz3Zq93SgSfMkdoApGw/s320/DSC_0713.JPG" border="0" /> The Jose Family<br />(Our old neighbors and still dear friends! It is always good to see you, and we can't wait until we live closer.) </div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290996476149189298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyHn5SgvdQ74IGnKUkP2NzDigtSGYYbvUA3556XDE543AkYTrdiRJWHcf_r63KqUpOVXMnFASQJmuQD1PGp9A_heRGOASnmIh3Fq-A5tdXUWjTsivNjqGwx5ufqHTsI3mO1LwyFu1wGfQ/s320/DSC_0742.JPG" border="0" /><br />The Rau Family</p><p align="center">(Their house has become our home away from home in St. Cloud. Thanks for always being there for us. You guys are the best, and we hope you are back in St. Cloud by the time we move back.) </p><br /><br /><br /><p>Then it was off to Pine River to spend some time with my brother and his family, as well as my dad.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291002820263838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsWeAasFCgSjZLjlpZiPEudTJzVvai6sWMgjehVDJrKcgmwecplRefXLNUfSwKr_YcNXPV3UvCUyZEqAa_k-4XiAJzVcFrP1xwNpfUWmKzEseBkZOjvvk7MdowbUS6Jt4xILN7exHtYM/s320/DSC_0767.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><div align="center">Me and my dad!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291002823910847170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2mWknCM-cOfwKoNsJHPb_z5LPn1qjDP-gH0H7B6mtNoOXFDrv1NMjINUeR1ra4az6T0OMoyi1rejrY7VtdKElXKYIaoHBjSG7vP8Jh7ZWL55JURQZy-qft1BM_1AeeP5SXp3kbpdR_mU/s320/DSC_0813.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Aaron, Samantha and Melissa </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The boys went fishing in the dark house and caught a couple. It sure was nice to eat some fresh fish while we were back in MN.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290998508747247954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkZoClPEZa6hPo5iJoyI-Z3UY2LsoCreBFoMtrLJQHLhrsGuve0Zh5MuOOSg0Cq4g9C3Dk4Tg4MFActZ0kGM3qngwNwdxEEOYyoRVjQUptJyuuqm4NTNsDFu0nj3rOQ8cxL_YgaXrw5U/s320/noah.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />They also managed to get a little bit of snowmobiling in with Uncle Aaron and Grandpa Joe.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290997582643816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQEo729lGK8oCD2hggl1MHFf7EvhAaQs3K-B1q8EsqCdNG6FkN1CCTFJf7EvGxeVe_Zbk05yvTmUVMOq9GMcKyrjf_lT8pNmomin5ImjdsAnWgnIvcjoer1QT01JTTar25Ab9YyfYVWJI/s320/DSC_0760.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291000137993344882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4LmZOkJKJIQQwFB55UtCRk1HotvCgDBCbK923W27V1z8QEgUz0kGFfmkZU_Yz3guyigsSeWPkcVRk6giEgigYQHYsSrDEkcaDVhs362j_PjMWL-XtUZ3W8qW63eKNbF79Aih0NWAqdQ/s320/DSC_0757.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Our little bobble-head!<br /></p><p>The last leg of our time in MN took us down to the cities to visit with some more of Jerry's family. We spent some time with his aunts, uncles and cousins, as well as visiting with his grandparents. </p><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291008544662810802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTnmNTE6flhpf8vKyek4NEsiDx2ndzmnkRs0Wvly_DMbuX1ubOBckI1At4DaPqgwlnBWQ_hOxUahby6TqCthHvyRz0earP8kckrSafrDyN4j3ihv2TaxSMGcsHsvYqnzsoGu1hSwoTjM/s320/DSC_0835.JPG" border="0" /> Noah and Paige with their 3rd cousins on daddy's side.</p><p align="center">(Paige, Noah, Bree, Jack, Mia, Haley, Alex)<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291007361113805474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju2wQQk5o81uNLZfzzyHCgUTn2uo8kGoQtjJl8CQSFOBuMBPIDi7iRCCSSflz8ftTw7wbbSUwrAH4-R3iRAnOAyORMRIR1duChSdYMTYy9mQSZmxD4LF9yL31UQQ-ahC3ntmas7_J7uXA/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Grandma & Grandpa Holtzbauer</p><br />We were also able to have dinner with Andrea and her family.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291015730820494626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKVq_x0dGR3w9dVUlUqsvkG8jJKOYwNjgcDAV7TUYq84lGYOdZruWaIRnyN0uZRVfgD-PeXQZzrDUd0uLR2Z2fvOU4_DGkgybmagi9QCcZUuTXPajRRWJ34qIRnZQx1SS-LkUGk1CYZg/s320/DSC_0827.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Nael and Pia</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-75162793524904835962009-01-13T15:39:00.000-08:002009-01-13T21:12:40.744-08:00Happy Holidays with Family and Friends!Once we finally made it back to MN, we still had a 3 1/2 hour drive up to the range to be with family for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. We were so blessed that Jerry's brother, Ken, and his family were able to come in from WI for a few days to spend time with us. We also spent time on the range with both of our moms; my grandparents; some aunts, uncles and cousins; and a few friends. It was so nice to see everyone, especially since most everyone was seeing Paige for the first time. Here are some pics of our time with friends and family up north.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290936339694669810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1Tkf14Vbpm3U0OIStxnTGl3k2gwl3v-0ZjhBzQaZLlp2eHtJvlPGAUq10Zj9t03uyIDkUrldI3Sr_d1TkCj2jqH98jDW_Ba3BeB1LxTt4fN5FXDM5YoEfmEF_EKERdUIE-zAK11XGJ0/s320/DSC_0680.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><div align="center">The Twins with Mom Snider </div><div align="center">(Jerry on the left and Kenny on the right, for those of you that can't tell the difference.) </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290941012348534274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTTzFDXpZ7KQoLUHwoH_8a-DKVKwo8i76vmAKdbZ0yvFQTlUB_KvKt9wc-Iwx9UNFz4LCW4Q2F8feHqfncdnSLJM_1OZxfTNqGB7EcKtXioPvHcyKvAMJha4w011wD6QbTkbSgXDXNWE/s320/DSC_0671.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">Noah and his cousin, Sydney, being goofs. </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291011911450641010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi_DTObMeUPmCYfrCLh4CA-UfGzhWVrgD5NnSCsXR1JoyB_Zdtdf1x3_oeYo5NOews8UOXViEmnS4BuuDeiviGy7gJMb_LXRGO6KgLF9cm5eSJNNUygwZ7f2v5G58N5vCO8ShjCpMW0Bc/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" border="0" /><br />Noah and Grandma Pauline</p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290932383560286162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNWMi3bdRmh-uZbyPReFRvtskIe-sm4jGxHJJwwuqpNYm4sKvFFkGnDDhxPRVMKdPRlOC9v1awti8bx93h8RgSmtMa2CD1mbr38rBGDaLrw_-xKzurHXFHFIzQ5udbSOZKguvbmWvqK-o/s320/DSC_0614.JPG" border="0" /> </div><br /><div align="center">My cousin, Cara; her husband, Aaron and their new beautiful baby girl, Natalee.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290935026613652290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI-BJ7pMKp-e9EJMUts49x9rtjfi7oVQReemjBXSU-2Vpl4etDbAhg7upWtlW_Dy8AMnDdi4R7wubn1XyS4lWGkMxKYwe075YEtyF_rHHO47VdI-se4VKDV7MNdLftPWvo0S4fofy2c2Y/s320/DSC_0696.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">All of us with my Grandma & Grandpa Wirtz </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290937798452376130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptkdob2so-u8_CsRlnYQOMI0qs3TA-lSgXoI1Ca1N34iBeTlzIszQn6HarASOMDv3nf4VRonxksO8L04kbdHYCJaLZPFzIXBFiY-Ng6eQ7JdxbKJUWSuTqz9_LmdLwv_EgptnZ9jXo0I/s320/DSC_0702.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">The kids with Great Grandma Bea & Papa Hamilton</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290939047842246962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdz-Igo-bWK-VJY0Xz7Ft_JCpER2jCWfg3hwhucIlawUPIxGDhLufOPUMIZS-V-9ycmSol6cUT8dA5Okv22wI8jEhyphenhyphent2_Wg_L_b2C4svT6sM-oUGsYdiLf8QAfAGwISyM0TYHPrVzTYA/s320/DSC_0692.JPG" border="0" />Me with my two best friends from high school, Andrea (left) and Kelly (right).<br /></p></div>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634038796059093679.post-25784993459874796322009-01-12T10:36:00.000-08:002009-01-13T19:42:47.579-08:00A Days Delay Offers One Last Day at the Beach...But We Still Had to Say Goodbye!<div align="left"> Hello Everyone! I know it has been awhile since I posted. It seems like a ton of things have happened in the space of the past 3+ weeks. So, I will make more than one post today.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">In our efforts to leave Hawaii in time to get back to MN to enjoy the holidays with our families, the storms on the west coast delayed our flight by a day. Yeah! or Boo! We were able to spend one last day on the beach with friends enjoying the blissful warmth of Hawaii (which we did not realize at the time we would soon miss very much). So, the kids and I went to the beach and Jerry spent the day on the links for one more round with some friends.</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Here are some pics of our last day of fun in the sun!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290925284471358498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPPPU-d1diqnLPI77C9uGK2s_gGJdgIs3FSuAGNMJ4fPqhmJrGKH-JWaiGGkNg0OU_Ju-DV0q_77FotSJPq6gJXqw4gWqvSxnjAFiYMzc1dYcJnGUl93FqbyIFCGa6YN0TnXfELTrRVfY/s320/DSC_0468.JPG" border="0" /> <p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290923764105677218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Efn8Fa-m5OARaHmyhDHaqtAnkdWcW0tLlHhYEFRYYHdXvBq1JkeyE2NMZSZjvjEG-C8vZPT0WkeVf-pAknFcJWWpQNTPV48dkSJTLpPP7g5EPhBLPL96ecyuXGfUWdvCHxbVvLGQTQA/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290922740758148946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ASC5Au9T-vFKhhGXvddZYhiEmK4wPXJfouXJIxNlMLgGr8UBUCfnlJGJbylo0zx654Jh1WXhlxkg_Un-8Jkjw5XNhIcnovdmBaXqSd3zA9UL74As1cusZxBwyqZSBL34udg3tHjdpNc/s320/DSC_0439.JPG" border="0" /><br />Fun, fun, fun! Yes, but it all had to end, so we could get packed, say our goodbyes and catch our flight. So, we said our goodbyes to our dear friends in Hawaii and off we went to brave the cold of MN to prepare us for the cold of AK.</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290945766316958562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCApIFPQUvPRfFKuU4aUMTqIqIFflP7O1Sc5tv0_LkFuPVcKN7B1_Ts0SkknABXBnZ5OXKUAYapA9QxqcgaBctJvl0ekdAPxJ8LmN16Zw6d3tkbhT-Dx-2t9FNKb6rAzUDOSY1zPdqHDM/s320/DSC_0330.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Noah with Kimmy, Josh and Lizzie Ostberg</p><p align="center">(Someday, they will probably be family. Noah & Lizzie)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290945773362449650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8A-D8IbC-9wtWV1MmHQxQWc9xpWSY9ygAVZMdM2o6bxQTOtBNT-a_QTjBPqLFDK0PVkTlSfevZT_BtFnl0Ca-BfTu0aCfvvNXu1NSkvhU4IBPeYEsFSdFhiGmcElxnkgf0f-TSXnNcWo/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" />Susie & I</p><p align="center">(Laugh, laugh, laugh...girl you make me laugh!)</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290974280016823682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9ilWABY45-veV16lYDADgMTcCNzbxfpzL32x2uRBNUN_OJz7DRoG5fBAA-JcNshY3kgqvJHPHtYXEZk5VDety2JSxS2dcsmt6eYRUsWKsRaSU4Vci_EODxSw0B36lsxYHx92Dh-Lppc/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Noah with his neighborhood buddies, Timothy, Julius and Tristan in the back.</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290975947243766210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjro-d9DCsoBMmtWiee6kBPYkvMwg_yPPlnO3LTFcy1bzKFHVeiEFFuD26F2QevW6LIz1Q3SK0Sh9O-vUyTGgmCFPsxoOx8jJ5hvwcYTJ3le7h7i1-XZ619PGVLEoK87NdYUgKgblN6XtY/s320/DSC_0383.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">The Burke Family (Ed, Eddie, Martina and George)</p><p align="center">Alaska is as beautiful as you said it would be. Thanks for all the advice!</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290976906283858018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMWqGRdPfKxpunHT2ZQfKwPhvdnGDLDxi1SmeM7Qh8yK8s4Axl36wDyM8UKJCfl323QPgITAdHaSkID0gVMiEZysZmo09uYaBuzb4vEISK8KNApAdM__chq-oRs96sCDu0zMV_rSgI-A/s320/DSC_0482.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Alex, Reese, Noah, Paige, Goose, Chachi and Tommy</p><p align="center">(What a bunch of adorable children, and great friends.)</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290978977863143970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoTjl4m0tcK40R0r-5fevqGmY69yNkVj2hjtwNobxAU9TxszBPkIjJnRls-l-Zrk9IYBFNk3L80BYAAlZ7ZcG2AgLr_AaxpkECOTbsFeg8uLWZAWWDhZVjvoLpVtRmVsFs6yPbWY5rZvs/s320/DSC_0483.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Becky & I</p><p align="center">(Some friends we have to wait for, because they are worth it.)</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290978980732650738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbMYSrt-wvifRUkWQSkFZ9LP5zD_hG7rSr-V9pWaa3hcAJjeCmK-RYOeUvhkkEKLCpMCjAHDRIr3dlHihyfsMSh6tLF_xw31FhXkmygXhsuEzClX8RkJdnKP5bhfjgdSSceRpweAXQgs/s320/DSC_0492.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Michelle & I </p><p align="center">(Opposites do attract! Thus the reason I am married to Jerry(you) and you are married to Mark(me). I always wondered what Jerry would be like as a woman. Thanks for everything!)</p><p align="center">WE MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH AND HAVE COME TO LOVE MANY OF YOU LIKE FAMILY!</p>Snider Armyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14812167924173565575noreply@blogger.com0