My parents divorced when I was very young and they both remaried before I was three. For the longest time I thought everyone had two families. As I grew up they all began to see the value in each other and so it was that they grew to become friends and care very much for each other. This whole set up seems very normal to my children who have spent more than a few holidays with both sets together plus a set of great grandparents thrown in. Recently I realized that my 7 yr old thought that my step dad and step mom had been married to each other before, just as my mom and dad had been married to each other before - then they all switched partners, got divorced, and married the other one - which is swinging not what happened. And he calls my first dad "original dad" when referring to him in stories. I love that. I always hated saying my "real dad and step dad". A few weekends ago Sister and I took the children & my dad (the widower) to see my original dad and mama Susie (that's what we call her). The picture showcases my dads and the video is my original dad. And yes that is a Mohawk he sports. Enjoy! I have NO IDEA why the hell he is doing this.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
The Magic Wallet

Sunday, July 11, 2010
The Ash Project makes it to Fairview Peak
The whole family went to Colorado for summer vacation. I finally climbed to the top of Fairview Peak. I have been trying to get to the top for several years. I have stopped before making it because I am was lazy, out of shape and it was just to damn hard. It is after all 13,214 ft. This year (after much training and prep) I made it. Once at the top I spread some of mom's ashes - Which leads me to The Ash Project. My mom's ashes sat on my bookcase for awhile before Sister and I could figure out what to do with them. Mom (Navae - her name) had always wanted to travel but never actually went many places. She talked about it, planned it, but never made it. Maybe the fact that she got sick and died way earlier than she thought she would had something to do with it. Anyway, Sister and I decided that her ashes should travel and The Ash Project was born. We have spread them in so many places we love. We also give them to people who are traveling to neat places and they spread them. So far her ashes have traveled to some really amazing places on this planet. From the Taj Mahal to Cuba to Pitkin CO. And lots of other places. This is a project that has made my sister and I laugh our heads off (because sometimes it's just funny to say "Mom's on a flight to _____ and I can't believe she's riding in the suitcase") and sometimes it makes us cry because she would love what we are doing so much. We are really trying to get the blog about it off the ground. Seems a little harder to create and link the way I want than I thought it would be. And because, as mentioned more than once on this blog, I am lazy. If your reading this blog (all 3 of you) then you now have a link to the unfinished TAP blog and you know about the project... so if your traveling anywhere cool or know of a great place to spread some ashes and aren't creeped out by the idea let me know. Or if your really handy with blog making and want to help get The Ash Project blog to look really kick ass let me know.
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