My College Experience

I took a class this week and was reminded of a post I made 

when I was wondering the halls of Duke. 

I felt like I would share what it was like to wonder the halls

of the College of Southern Idaho.

Here is some art work.

-There really want's any other art work.-

This flag is what reminded me of the other post. 

I spent some time wondering how old this microwave was.

This sign is pretty straight forward.

I love that this sign explains that you are entering a classroom.

Here is the table where there are tools to use.

I had to smile when I was thinking about the differences.

Not all colleges are equal, not should they be.

But I learned some really important things this week.

As long as we are learning,

we are in a good place.

Family Reunion

 My moms Uncle Joe had a beautiful place on the Salmon River near Challis Idaho.

I have always loved it.

He used to open up his home one weekend a year to the entire family.

They come,

they camp,

they eat,

the float the river.

Well, one of Joe's nephews bought the place after he died.

He has worked really hard on it 

and held a family reunion there this weekend.

It was truly beautiful.

Lovely people and good feelings.

Wes went on the river, but I stayed and visited with some long lost 2nd cousins.

Invaded by Family

 My house was invaded by my children for a few days.

We had a great time.

Here is our 4th of July cake.

We set up the pools.

To be honest, the kids enjoyed them.

We also did squirt guns.

These boys are their fathers sons.

I got really wet.

The swing set was a big hit too.

Katelyn wanted a picture of the kids with us.

I don't like this picture.

Someone should have reminded us to take off the glasses.

Hello!

We look old!

 We went to the big pool also.

They are little fish.

It was a nice day.

There was a lot of time for eating,

I may never cook again.

Hanging out,

Cuddles while we were watching TV,

River time.

- I stayed home and watched the littles-

I have no words for the boys faces in this photo

And treats.

It was pretty quiet after everybody left,

and I washed towels for days, 

but it's all good.

World Cup

Here I sit thinking about soccer.

I am not a soccer fan.

Except when it comes to 

World Cup.

You see, in 1982 I was in the country of Uruguay during World Cup.

To be exact, I lived in Salto.

It was a good year for Brazil and Argentina,

not so great for Uruguay.

People love to watch it.

They would invite us in to watch.

They would literally close up the business if it was a good game.

Since then, I have always watched.

I watched in the middle of night,

I watched on Telemundo--

they have the best announcers-

I have watched with my kids and when 

there was a goal,

they would run outside and yell

GOOOOOOOOOOOL.

I watched 4 years ago while recovering from a knee replacement.

Now, I watch with my cross stitch.

It brings back sweet memories.

I will talk about it to anyone who has a clue what is going on.

For the record, 

Uruguay is still in it.