Book Report

I would like to report on a book that I recently read.  "Killing Kennedy." 
The same authors that wrote "Killing Lincoln." 
Both books are a very fun read.  But I will say I liked "Lincoln" better.  Maybe because so much of the information seemed so new and exciting.

"Killing Kennedy" profiles intensely the last few months of President Kennedy's life, and Lee Harvey Oswald.  But also including so many of the people of the administration.  I learned so much more than Mr. Davis ever taught me in American History about the Bay of Pigs and the Cuba Missile Crisis.  There was a lot of crazy stuff.  And Lee Harvey Oswald was an ex-pat who asked to have his citizenship revoked while he was serving as a marine in Russia, becoming a citizen there.  Weird.  He actually admired JFK a lot, but he had something to prove after a missed assassination and a fight with his wife.  Never knew.  Plus, I learned more about Jackie.  I wrote a paper about her in 9th grade...hopefully my research skills have improved since that paper.  Also, I don't know how badly all the papers submitted could have been with as poorly written as mine was...and I still got a solid A.  Regardless...I learned a lot in this book.  Makes me respect what happened more, and also made me cry to read it all.  That family has seen a lot of tragedy.  I definitely recommend it...the book, not tragedy.

And it may have caused me to have a few dreams about the assassination.  I remember one specifically...I was giving JFK a pep talk for how cool it was that he didn't die immediately, but lived a little while longer, and died at the hospital.  "You totally nailed it" I vaguely remember myself telling him.  He was quite gracious and thought it was a good point that I brought up. 

Weddings and Bowling

                                          waiting outside the temple with some handsome guys

                                                             She's so in love with him!!

                                                         The family, minus the missionary

                                                                 We'll call him J. Crew

                                                            Love this reflection pool shot

                                                                  Handsome nephews! 

                                                                 Nephew, self, Mom           

                                                                  Nephew, Dad, Sister

                                                            my Dad has such good form!

                                                                            203!!!!  

                                                                    self, Tim, nephew

I had the awesome experience of going to Idaho again for my nephew's wedding.  It was so fun to go on vacation with the family to Boise for the wedding.  We all stayed at the same hotel - so fun to see the little kids swim.  The wedding was perfect.  Loved it.  My oldest brother and his family drove over from Idaho Falls that morning...made it in time for the 9:30 wedding.  Sacrifices :0)  Hung around in the freezing wind taking pictures.  Ate a lot of chips and salsa, and drank me some diet coke - with orange...way better than lime...maybe not way better, but fun.  Did some bowling before the wedding reception, where I dominated.  I have never done that well before.  I think it was the good luck of the wedding...sure wish that would've manifested itself in some other way :0)  But I guess that would be a good tradition to start, instead of whoever catches the bouquet being the next up for marriage, the person with the highest score gets married next?  Any takers?  I did win both games.....  The reception was fun.  3 of my lovely Aunties were there with their husbands.  It was soo good to see them!  I even got to see my parents dance.  How often has that happened.  It was adorable.  We even had most of the family dancing at the end.  So fun!  Drove back to Idaho Falls after a quick sacrament meeting (where I saw a friend from college, small world, and of course my parents knew the bishop).  Road trip.  Good conversations with my parents and sister.  Fun memories.  Getting lost in the mall and to the reception.  A little bit of everything.  I sure love my family!  

JUST GIVE ME A REASON

Very much loving this song.

Bulgaria

 

Sometimes it's too cold to sit outside, so you have a picnic in the car.

  

This stud is going to Bulgaria.

I got to go to Idaho to say goodbye to Stephen.  He's such a great kid and I am going to miss getting to see him at family functions.  Even though I don't see my family very often, he's been such a standard, that it will be sad to not get to see him.  Even this last weekend, I got to see my family again, and he wasn't there.  I hate that adjustment period of getting used to not seeing the recently departed missionary.  He's going to do a grand job and bring a lot of happiness to a lot of people.  One really cool thing about Bulgaria is you shake your head to say yes and nod your head to say no.  My little nephew definitely got us a few times on this. "Do you want a brownie?"

"No." (and a shake of the head)

"Okay."

"Like in Bulgaria!!"

Classic.

Grown Up Feeling

Let's take it back...a lot of years.  Up to 20 of them, actually.

Me and my brother Bryce are at the local pizza hut with the family.  We're just discussing things, and a neighbor comes up in conversation.  Tom.  When he eats pizza, he puts the red peppers on and doesn't even break a sweat.  We speculate it's because he's Mexican.  Or we think he is.  It's either that or Italian.

But I do remember thinking how cool it would be to one day be a grown up and get to eat pizza with red peppers on it.

A few weeks ago, I was sitting at "Barro's."  A delicious pizza place by my work.  As I struggled to shake the peppers out of that little container that doesn't seem to emit any thing very easily, I was thrown back to that moment in pizza hut thinking in awe about how great it would be to be like Tom.  And there I was.  I had grown up.  I had become Tom.

And then, I was in Idaho Falls at my parents house. I heard the fire alarm going off.  As my heartbeat went out of control, I was no longer a bona fide adult.

The fire alarm in my parents home is electric.  Whenever the power went out, and subsequently came back on, the alarm blared.  Not just a normal beep.  But a blood-curdling sound.  The alarm was positioned right outside my door, and I remember waking up at night to that sound, terrified that our house was on fire.  It never was, but I usually had an emergency kit all packed up just in case I needed to jump out of my window.

When I heard that noise, yes, I was transported back to 20 years ago, or more, and got scared.  I couldn't go back to sleep.  And luckily, the power kept flickering, so I heard it about 10 times.  Then, I remembered that I don't like how windy it is in Idaho.

Every positive move towards adulthood is countered with a step back to...not adulthood.

But hey, at least I can rent a car!