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Fully Living Life August 18, 2013

Today we ventured north for the first time since arriving in Spokane and headed to Green Bluff where the Green Bluff Growers, an association of small family farms and farmstands, have U-Pick (pick your own fruit) and annual festivals.  Today was the first day of the annual Peach Festival.  Though we are not fans of festivals of any sort, we thought fruit picking would be a great activity for our boys and visiting Southern California friend.  Of the 48 Green Bluff Growers, we selected #5 Hidden Acres as they offered U-Pick Peaches and Blackberries

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The four boys were skeptical that they would have any fun as the whole day sounded like a whole lot of work.

Then they made a friend, a pig wallowing in the mud.

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The pig got out of his mud bath and gave himself a shake.  All four boys miraculously missed being splattered with mud; however, a cute 8-year-old girl dressed in pink and pigtails got spotted with mud, head to toe.

We ventured off to the blackberry patch and the boys had a blast finding the darkest, biggest berries. Surprisingly, no shockingly, the one who enjoyed berry picking the most was my husband who was the first to fill his gallon size bucket. The hot topic of discussion while berry picking was deciding what dessert should we make with the berries and peaches.

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In the berry patch, we met a couple with a two-year-old son who just happened to move from Los Angeles to Spokane a year ago and live 5 blocks from our house!  We exchanged numbers and look forward to getting together soon.

After our berry buckets were full, we headed to the peach orchard.

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We successfully picked 13 pounds of blackberries and 50 pounds of peaches.  Peach cheesecake and peach ice cream with blackberry sauce was the requested dessert.  Uh huh, sure.  Let me get right on that.

Bounty summer 2013

We have heard so much about 9 Mile Falls and Riverside State Park that we decided to head west and check it out.

Riverside State Park is a 10,000 acre park along the Spokane River, leading to the dam that creates 9 Mile Falls.  Our goal was to find a place to swim and cool off from our fruit picking efforts in the hot sun.

We parked the car and followed a trail about a mile to this awesome bridge and perfect spot to take a dip.

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The boys played in the cold water while I took photos of the wildflowers.

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We hiked back to the car and spotted this caterpillar next along the way. EEK!

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We headed home and miracle of all miracles happened – our 7-year-old fell asleep in the car.  A true sign of an awesome day.

We were all beat by the time we got home but guess what? We have 13 lbs of blackberries and 50 lbs of peaches to deal with, not to mention dinner and the requested desserts.

Tired momma could not pull it off. My husband picked up dinner while I made a fantastic peach blackberry lattice pie.  Not on the requested dessert menu which I managed to put off until tomorrow due to lack of ingredients and time.

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Five quarts of peaches were canned tonight too using one of the 4 boxes of peaches.  The other three boxes were put in our cold storage in the basement until tomorrow morning when they too will be canned.

The pie, just so you know, was a delicious end to our action packed day.

 

Staycation Part Deux August 16, 2013

Day two of our four day staycation and here’s a list why staycations don’t work:

1.  Alarm clocks.  I forgot to turn off my alarm off both days.  5:30 AM is not my favorite (thank you RGal for teaching me to not say I freaking hate 5:30 AM) and is even less so on my vacation days off work when I don’t need to be awake at 5 freaking 30.  I could have easily have forgotten to turn off my alarm if I was truly on vacation in a hotel or camping, but my husband and I have vacation protocol we follow that includes turning off the alarm.  At home, the alarm is part of the home routine, thus the staycation routine.

2. Routine unchanged.  Now that I’m awake thanks only to forgetful self, my routine is unchanged.  I go through my morning motions, drink my tea, turn on my computer and look at my phone.  Oh look, emails.  Oh yeah, thanks for the email, I forgot to do that, let me send a quick email.  Next think you know, I’m working.  Not really working, just skimming, yet working.  On vacation, I’d have to walk out to get coffee, my routine would be broken.  Staycations don’t break the cycle of your habits.  Vacations are intended to change your momentum, break cycles and change your habits.

[note to my boss who reads my blog:  sending you a text pix of the Cabela’s ad to brag that I get better junk mail that he does (and that I have a Cabela’s nearby) was all in fun, not the “work” I am referring to in #2]

3. Vacation does not include chores.  Staycation includes chores.  I’m stupidly awake while everyone else sleeps, I’ve taken a vacation day so I’m not working, what else am I supposed to do?  Laundry is relentless and there is always something to do.  I spent several hours of my staycation on chores.  Productive, but lame.

4. No chefs, bartenders or wait staff on staycations.  I’m cooking, cleaning, serving and no one is bringing me a cocktail.  This is the definite “not a vacation” of staycation.  My banana pancakes were inhaled by my fellow staycationers this morning.  Service is marginal, the bartender needs to show up but the food is outstanding.  The best part of a staycation is homecooked meals.

5.  We were invaded by ducks.  Where I vacation, even in my dreams, there are no ducks.  At home on our staycation, we have enjoyed the Canadian Geese honking as they fly overhead. We’re damn close to Canada, who am I to say get a new flight path?  Flying overhead geese I can tolerate.  Then the ducks loudly arrived next door.  No other words came to mind than “WTF!”  I thought my neighbors, who already have boisterous chickens, added ducks to their urban farm.  Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, came booming into my house for at least an hour.  I saw my neighbor over the backyard fence later and started randomly discussing her hollyhocks (I didn’t want to shout out “WTF you have ducks?”, rather ease into it).  Once the hollyhock discussion ended, I segued into ducks.  Smooth, I know.  “Where are you keeping you ducks?”  They have a ‘Chalet de Poulet’ (truly, the sign on the chicken coop says chalet de poulet) for the chickens, maybe they’ve installed ‘Lac de Canard’ for the ducks.  She looked at me dumbfounded and said “What ducks?”  Really?   Now she’s bold-faced lying to me over ducks?  Turns out, there are no ducks, no lies about ducks, not even a remote duck cover-up.   While she was out, her fireman husband on his off day was hanging out with his almost two-year old, playing with his duck call, as he is a duck hunter.  Over and over and over and over again. Of course.  On staycations, you have to deal with your neighbors (who I love, except during duck season prep).

6. No maid service.  After running around all day on vacation, isn’t it fantastic to open your hotel room door and have the place clean and straightened and the beds made?  Staycation house is the same as everyday house, a disaster.  On staycation, you go out all day, come home and BAM you’re smacked in the face with everything just as you left it.

7.  Vacation Mode.  When you’re on vacation, you flip a mental switch and you’re in a different mode, vacation mode.  Staycation means same old every day mode.  No switches flipped.  No change.

8.  No Kids Club.  Let me start by saying I have never once put my kids in a kids club while on vacation.  With that said, where is the Kids Club?  I’m ready.  Not really, but I would like to have the option.  Staycation does not offer the Kids Club option.

9.  No hype.  If I told my family we were going on vacation for 4 days they would whoop and holler and be thrilled.  Telling them we’re going to have a staycation for 4 days provides no hype.  Staycation, to them, sends the same press release it sends to me, hang around the house for hours until we leave to do something you may or may not want to do, then come home and do all your daily chores because life goes on.  No hype.

10.  I can’t think of a 10th reason why staycations don’t have the same effect as vacations.

[after typing this post and spell checking for errors, here’s #10 why staycations don’t work…staycations is not a recognized word!

Staycations are great because:

1. sleep in your own bed – YES!

2. nothing forgotten, everything is here, unless we ran out and I forgot to replace, it happens.

3. we happen to live in an awesome place(hype, hype, Outside magazine just named Spokane one of the best towns in the nation http://www.outsideonline.com/adventure-travel/north-america/united-states/Best-Towns-2013-Spokane-Washington.html

4. multiple rooms.  Not only do you get to sleep in your own bed, but in your own room!  A hotel suite for a family of 5 doesn’t compare to a house.

5. Ambience to suit your need.  Half naked or fancy, whichever you prefer, anything goes on a staycation at home.  For the record, I prefer loungy, where my youngest is typically found half-naked.

6. On your schedule.  Staycations allow you to set the pace and the agenda, preferably without 5:30 wake up alarms

7.  No resort fees, no parking fees, no gratuities.  Sweet.

Vacations in any form are pretty fantastic, even as staycations.  Next time we staycation, I need to plan better to sleep in, work less and hire a cleaning service.

 

Friends Forever August 14, 2013

Filed under: Life — multihyphenatedme @ 10:40 pm

As we anxiously await the arrival of Trace’s best friend, KP, our first non-relative visitor, for a week-long visit, I think about all of my moves and the friends I’ve made along the way.  I’m happy to report that I’m friends with many still, not best friends, but connected enough to know that if I knocked on their door, or they knocked on mine, we would be welcomed with open arms.This could be totally naive on my part, maybe they’d slam the door in my face, but I would embrace them just for the memories and the effort.

Being the freak magnet that I am, I attract people and befriend them quickly, it’s my own freak nature. I love people and appreciate their life, their challenges, their talents and their weirdness.  Don’t worry, I’m human, I judge, though I scold myself for doing so, its human nature.  I’ll tell you what I think if you really want to know. [insert winking smiley face here].

I had to look up the definition of friend on Dictionary.com just to give myself some boundaries.

friend

/frɛnd/

noun

1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2. a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?
4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.
5. ( initial capital letter ) a member of the Religious Society of Friends; a Quaker.
Apparently there are no boundaries, we are all friends.  Awesome.
Will Trace and KP’s friendship survive the move, the separation, and time? With Facebook, Skype, text, the interactive video games and future technological advancements, I can easily say yes.  Will they remain BFFs? People grow, people change, who can say what will happen, no crystal ball here.
My BFFs throughout my life are still connected with me in some way, as far back as kindergarten.  Are we close?  No. In fact, I haven’t seen my elementary school chums since I moved away the summer after my 5th grade year.  By the power of Facebook and LinkedIn, we are up on each others lives.
KP just arrived.  I’m choked up seeing him and he gave me a big hug. That’s it.  They are going to be best friends for ever and freaking ever if I have anything to say about it. They are just too damn cute together.  They can have other BFFs but their natural kinship is heartwarming.
Damn, that means I’m going to have to hang out with his mother forever.  [and my boys say I can’t play the sarcasm game]. Good thing she is a total riot and the most efficient person on the planet.  I am so thankful she trusts me enough to care for her boy.  Of course this could be her way of torturing me.  Let’s see how the next 7 days unfold.
[With the brothers in tow, no one will hold still long enough for a photo.] Envision 4 boys, two are age 12, one calm 9 year old and one scrappy 7 year old racing around the house.  Welcome to my life.
 

To the Park! August 13, 2013

Filed under: Gardening — multihyphenatedme @ 9:19 pm

When the temperatures reach the mid-90’s, the last thing I want to do is exercise.  Heat makes me want to lounge like a lizard on a rock.  Tonight, after dinner and dishes were done, the boys wanted to bust out their bicycles and ride to Manito Park.  Dumb kids, don’t they know it’s hot? They were motivated by their idea of stopping at The Park Bench, a small cafe in the center of the park, for ice cream before heading home.  Not a bad plan, in fact, I love any plan that involves ice cream, so I agreed to go. 

Hold on.  Do you remember when we had our garage sale before we moved and my husband wanted to sell the bikes but only sold mine before changing his mind?  My bike has yet to be replaced.  The boys all jumped on their bikes and pedaled west to the park leaving me to run to keep up. 

Did I mention the temperature was in the 90’s?  Did I mention we just ate dinner?  UGH!!  Have you ever had a bike gang be your pace setter?  I didn’t try to catch them, my goal was to only keep them in sight.  Thankfully they followed instruction to stop at the one light.

By the time I caught up with the boys I was dripping with sweat (hey, I’m working out here!).  The boys were parked in front of The Park Bench with sad sweaty faces because The Park Bench closes at 7 and we were late.  That’s not even the worst of it.  The trip there is mostly downhill.  The trip home is mostly uphill.  We all moped and moaned up every hill encouraged only by the promise that when we got home, I’d run to the store and pick up our favorite Ben & Jerry flavors. 

Two and a half miles, 313 calories burned (thank you Endomondo app) and I was barely allowed a drink of water before they harangued me into heading out to the store as promised.

Have you ever gone into a grocery store in your running gear, still hot and sweaty from your run and bought five pints of ice cream?  You should try it, the looks and reactions you get from people is awesome.  I only wish just one would comment.  This isn’t my first post-run ice cream run and won’t be my last, maybe someone will say something next time. 

Until then, no matter the temperature outside, I go where my kids want to go.  Hopefully, ice cream is involved.

 

Staycation August 12, 2013

Not that I’m counting but school starts in 3 weeks. Yes, twenty-one  days left to make the most of summer before doing back flips when the the kids go back to school.  I love having my kids home, don’t get me wrong.  We have tons of fun during summer.  I am not looking forward to the homework, the drama, the tears, the fights, the germs and freak out that come with school in session.  What I’m looking forward to is six solid hours of peace while the kids are in school, where I do not have to be the cruise director on this house’s ship of summer fun. I’ll wash their clothes, pack their lunches, remind them to take all of there stuff with them to school so someone else can plan their days.  Summer, as fun as it is, takes a lot out of me.  I need a vacation.

I mentioned this to my husband the other night who too quickly reminded me that our move to Spokane was our vacation and to enjoy the new house.  Buzz kill.  The Spokesman Review, the local Spokane newspaper we have delivered daily, mentioned a Staycation promotion by local business for families, such as ours, that can’t afford to get away.  Local businesses give residents discounts to enjoy a Spokane Staycation.  This is the perfect option for us as we are new to the area, we look at the city and surrounding areas first with tourist eyes then with, hey wow we live here reactions.

My son, Trace, has his 12-year-old buddy from Southern California coming to visit on Wednesday for a week.    Trace can hardly wait.  His friend may be excited but I hope he realizes he’s going from having one brother in California to having three brothers in Washington.  Talk about culture shock, not to mention having me as his mother, the boy just might not get on the plane.  We are luring Trace’s friend with a week chock full of Spokane’s finest activities that includes everything from Riverside Park and 9-Mile-Falls; a Peach Festival up at Green Bluff, WA to Silverwood/Boulder Beach in Idaho to tubing/wakeboard/waterskiiing/boating/paddleboarding on the Spokane River and Lake Coeur D’Alene; Riverfront Park and downtown activities; and bicycle rides to and through Manito Park.  Good times ahead!  Honestly, why do we need to go anywhere? 

Of course, leaving on a jet plane is always good.  Someone serving me food and drinks would be nice.  A kids club would be fantastic too.   Do you hear Club Med calling my name?  Listen.  I hear it, I really do.  That’s what I need, an all-inclusive vacation where I don’t have to think, just unplug and relax.  Ooh.  Ultimate buzz kill.  I just checked Club Med’s website.  For my family of six to go on an all inclusive, air-included, week long vacation to Cancun before school starts is…well let’s just say, cost prohibitive to the tune of nine grand-plus.  You may have nine grand lying around to spend on one week of vacation splurge, I don’t.  A great deal but not for us this summer.

A Spokane Staycation is perfect for us.  Good thing we think so.

 

The Highlight Reel August 11, 2013

Filed under: Gardening — multihyphenatedme @ 10:15 pm

Ten days flew by ridiculously fast.  Did you miss my posts?

I took ten days off from posting on this blog, multi-hyphenated-me.com, so I could spend every possible moment with my 18-year-old daughter visiting us in Spokane for the first time since we moved here in June.

Ten days have passed and she is back in Southern California for work and to prepare for school to start soon.  Sigh.  I miss my girl.   She’s doing what she needs to do.  We’re doing what we need to do.  Both are good, all is well.

Maybe not well, but ok in a stabbed in the heart, broken down way.  As I wipe the tears from my eyes, allow me to share with you the highlight reel of our time together.

With Captain Vince at the helm, we rented a boat and spent a day on the Spokane River and Lake Coeur D’Alene.  Don’t tell Red Beard he’s turning into White Beard.

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Jessica was all smiles and showing her mad skills tubing on the Spokane River, heading toward Lake Coeur D’Alene. She is an old pro at tubing, having racked up many tubing miles over the years on the Colorado River.

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The boys had their share of fun tubing too while Jess and I lounged and soaked up some rays in the bow of the boat.

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Niko attempted waterskiing with some trainer skis but couldn’t get out of the water. Andre had the same results with wakeboarding.

Jessica tried wakeboarding too…

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…but she couldn’t find her balance.

As a family we enjoyed great times together, seeing movies – Wolverine and Percy Jackson Sea of Monsters; paddle boarding on the Spokane River; many delicious meals; a trip to Silverwood theme park and Boulder Beach water park and ran as Team Extinct Rainbows in Spokane’s Color Run.

Jessica and I walked/ran around Manito Park several mornings, ending up at Rockwood Bakery to indulge in pastries to counteract our exercise efforts.  We had plenty of girl time getting mani-pedi’s and shopping at some of downtown Spokane’s unique shops.  We had lunch and a nice visit with Jessica’s high school cross country friend who recently transferred to Washington State University.  WSU has a great campus!  Jess got a Cougars shirt, maybe a little cougar will rub off on her when she transfers next year.  San Diego CA or Pullman WA?  The deck is stacked against me, but I can hope.

It was not all fun and games.  Jess is affectionately called Cinderella for a reason.  She gave her dog Dale a bath, helped with the laundry and getting dinner on the table.  She earned her keep the most when Vince and I had to call a family meeting to wrangle the boys to enforce their schedule and chores that had gone wildly astray.  We laid down the law and Jess sided with us, the parental units, explaining to the boys that she knows what it’s like to be in their shoes and we’re helping them grow up.  YES!!!  Thank you Jessica!

Rihanna’s song, Stay, came on the radio when I drove Jessica to the airport this weekend.  “I want you to stay”, I do, I want her to stay, but that’s selfish.  What I really want (I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want ~ forgive me, Jess and I sing Disney’s Chicken Little version whenever the other says “What do you want?”)…what I really want is for Jessica to grow.  I want her, and her brothers, to be independent, to grow strong, to live life.  I can’t always be there and they need to learn how to figure out and take charge of their life.

Go my child, fly away, live life.  Though I can’t always be right there with you, you know I am always here for you.

 

 

 

 

 

On Vacation August 5, 2013

Filed under: Gardening — multihyphenatedme @ 7:46 am

on vacation 

Summer sun, summer fun.  Time for a vacation.

I’m taking time off from blogging.  Only a week, I’ll provide the highlight reel of my week on Saturday 8/10.