Things are well here. School starts next week and Ryan will be off to 1st grade. Bridget has expressed some sadness at having him gone all day. It will be a big change for him to be gone from 8am until around 3 or 3:30. I wonder how he will take it.
Ryan also starts soccer next Wednesday. He gets to be on the same team as two of his best friends and another boy that is in our ward. He should have a great time this fall.
Jack, is doing great. Jack has recently been bringing up Aunt Stephanie quite a bit lately. Over the weekend they were shucking corn and Jack explained the proper way to do it, because that is how Aunt Stephanie said to do it. And he brought her up again tonight in family prayer. Bridget said that maybe he should pray that Uncle Patrick could come out here (Patrick brought this up to me last night and I told the family of the possibility). Jack prayed that Patrick would come out and bring Aunt Stephanie with him.
Colin is a beggar. And downright rude. He asks for food off your plate because his isn't good enough apparently. Then if you don't give it to him on his spoon, or let him try and use his spoon to scoop it off of your plate he throws it. He has to do it his way or no way. But he really is a fun kid. I am very glad he is here. He plays and does lots of interactive things with all of us. He loves Pattycake. He will do the actions. It is cute. He is also pretty tough. Tonight he fell on his face and got a bloody nose. He cried for a minute at most and then was smiling, even while blood was fresh out of his nostril and upper lip.
Bridget is handling Primary pretty well I would say. She had to throw the smack down on a couple in the ward that are teachers. They didn't show on Sunday and didn't call a sub or call Bridget to let her know a sub was needed. This was something that they were told to do only 3 weeks ago when they were called. Somehow it slipped their mind...or something like that. Anyway, she politely let them know that this was not ok in the future. I thought she handled it very well. She continues to work out at 24hr Fitness. She especially likes one particular spin class that works her pretty good. She went out for a little solo bike ride even last Saturday. I went out first for about an hour and then she handed off the responsibility for the kids to me and then she was off. I am pretty happy that she gets out there and doesn't mind riding alone. I think a lot of people don't feel comfortable doing that. I'm glad she does.
Oh, and she has been golfing a couple of times since the last post, mostly with the boys. Ryan's and Jack's interest in the sport continues to grow. Jack especially has taken an interest in it, and he is bummed that he is not old enough to take part in the juniors program at Leroy's country club. Nevertheless, Jack likes to go out in to the backyard with his gold clubs and hit the little golf ball sized wiffle balls. Bridget sees the day--probably a few years in the future--where she can take up golf in earnest again. She said that it is amazing how well she is hitting the ball considering how little she is able to practice.
I am just working and biking. I got business cards printed up for the law firm and I have a website that needs to be uploaded to the web. The guy who is uploading it is in Europe for a couple of weeks, but he hasn't charged me a thing so I can't complain. The domain is www.flynnlawllc.com, nothing is there yet, but soon, very soon. A friend of mine is getting close to finishing a new bike frame for me from scratch. But that has been documented on my other blog and so I won't bore anyone here.
Well, that's about it for now.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Golfin'
The boys came home from church and started watching the PGA Championship on TV. They watched it for a good long while for boys that usually won't watch anything other than things that are animated.
Ryan talked about some of the things that were going on, about the rules and so forth. He had been taking golf lessons once a week for 5 or 6 weeks this summer. Jack wasn't totally captivated, but watched with interest. Then Grandpa arrived with something...new Taylor Made golf bag and clubs for Jack! Very timely! Jack's golf set came with a hat and a towel. Ryan's Nike golf club set, which isn't more than a couple of months old, didn't. Jack told Ryan that it was too bad he wasn't as lucky as he was...nothing like getting something cool and then rubbing your older brother's nose in it. Ryan of course now wants a hat and a towel, too (sigh).
Up in Black Butte they had all gone to the range to hit balls even Jack. And as a result of Jack's recent interest in golf, Grandpa decided to buy this set as a belated birthday gift. Jack had some of Ryan's old clubs that were meant for 2-3 year olds. They were just too short really. He is so excited about this golf set. They immediately went into the backyard and started whacking away at the plastic golf wiffle balls. Tomorrow Bridget, the boys, Granpa and Grandma are all going to the range together to hit balls. Here's some pictures...
Ryan talked about some of the things that were going on, about the rules and so forth. He had been taking golf lessons once a week for 5 or 6 weeks this summer. Jack wasn't totally captivated, but watched with interest. Then Grandpa arrived with something...new Taylor Made golf bag and clubs for Jack! Very timely! Jack's golf set came with a hat and a towel. Ryan's Nike golf club set, which isn't more than a couple of months old, didn't. Jack told Ryan that it was too bad he wasn't as lucky as he was...nothing like getting something cool and then rubbing your older brother's nose in it. Ryan of course now wants a hat and a towel, too (sigh).
Up in Black Butte they had all gone to the range to hit balls even Jack. And as a result of Jack's recent interest in golf, Grandpa decided to buy this set as a belated birthday gift. Jack had some of Ryan's old clubs that were meant for 2-3 year olds. They were just too short really. He is so excited about this golf set. They immediately went into the backyard and started whacking away at the plastic golf wiffle balls. Tomorrow Bridget, the boys, Granpa and Grandma are all going to the range together to hit balls. Here's some pictures...
Thursday, August 13, 2009
My Sexy Wife (sorry no pics)
I am up in Black Butte again with my family. I had to spend a few days back in Portland working. It is good to be back up here...absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that stuff you know.
I think of things all the time to write about, but when the time is available to write something all those great ideas have receded in the my mental tar pit. Once they go in there they seem doomed to stay forever. But what has been on my mind quite a bit lately is Bridget.
My wife is a very good person and wife. She is very nice to me especially. For example, she was up here with the boys pretty much solo (Ilene and her girls are up here too, but they have their own stuff) and then I arrived late Tuesday night and then early yesterday morning I am off mountain biking until about 3pm. She didn't begrudge me the time or complain. Sure she was tired when I arrived home and I did my best to relieve her despite my own aches and pains, but she was really great about the whole thing.
Once the boys were in bed and asleep we got to spend some time in the hot tub. She has borne us three children. One cesarean section and the last two through the regular exit. But dang, she look better than before we were married. She weighs less, she works out, basically she does it all. And she just seems generally happy--at least when she is not dealing with her duties as Primary President. She is sort of my Wonder Woman.
The day I was listening to a radio show, I think it was the Dan Patrick Show (a sports related program). I particularly like that show. This particular day they were a bit off topic. They were talking about cute versus sexy. They theorized that a woman would be rather called sexy than cute. Sexy is sort of a word that encompasses lots of things; confidence, intelligence, attractiveness and I think just a little bit something else that is hard to describe but when it is there you know it. Bridget is sexy. Hers sexiness sort of sneaks up on you. She doesn't flaunt her stuff--well not normally (but when she does...ehem, anyway). But cute...is just sort of for amateurs. Cute is for teenage girls. Not for women.
One of the best things about Bridget is that I know that she really loves me. There aren't any petty games. It is just all there in the open. Despite all of my shortcomings and over 9 years of marriage she is here at my side dragging me along to help me be a better person. And dang it I really love her, more than ever. Frankly, I can't imagine having things any better unless someone could figure out how we could spend just a little more time alone (bow-chicka-wow-woo). We appreciate our time together without kids much more so than before when we had only one or none. It is the whole supply and demand curve thing I suppose. Funny how economic principles can apply to relationships...but I digress.
Recently heard about a couple that are or were having some issues. It is very sad to say the least. Perhaps they took each other for granted. Not really sure, and it isn't really my business. As time has gone on I have increasingly realized how lucky I am. Sure we have a few hiccups here and there, but if only everyone could have a spouse like Bridget. Not exactly like her--because she is the puzzle piece that fits me--but someone that compliments and helps to bring out the best in you. Someone that makes you feel great.
Patrick is probably on the cusp of this. I hope so.
I don't have any advice on how to find the perfect person, except this--don't settle but don't expect perfection. Our relationship at first was not perfect. Things this good take time to mature and develop. She especially put a lot into this relationship and hopefully things are good from her perspective too. I mean I actually remember that her birthday is next week--that is pretty good for a husband I think. I may even be ahead of the curve in some respects.
I love you, Bridget.
I think of things all the time to write about, but when the time is available to write something all those great ideas have receded in the my mental tar pit. Once they go in there they seem doomed to stay forever. But what has been on my mind quite a bit lately is Bridget.
My wife is a very good person and wife. She is very nice to me especially. For example, she was up here with the boys pretty much solo (Ilene and her girls are up here too, but they have their own stuff) and then I arrived late Tuesday night and then early yesterday morning I am off mountain biking until about 3pm. She didn't begrudge me the time or complain. Sure she was tired when I arrived home and I did my best to relieve her despite my own aches and pains, but she was really great about the whole thing.
Once the boys were in bed and asleep we got to spend some time in the hot tub. She has borne us three children. One cesarean section and the last two through the regular exit. But dang, she look better than before we were married. She weighs less, she works out, basically she does it all. And she just seems generally happy--at least when she is not dealing with her duties as Primary President. She is sort of my Wonder Woman.
The day I was listening to a radio show, I think it was the Dan Patrick Show (a sports related program). I particularly like that show. This particular day they were a bit off topic. They were talking about cute versus sexy. They theorized that a woman would be rather called sexy than cute. Sexy is sort of a word that encompasses lots of things; confidence, intelligence, attractiveness and I think just a little bit something else that is hard to describe but when it is there you know it. Bridget is sexy. Hers sexiness sort of sneaks up on you. She doesn't flaunt her stuff--well not normally (but when she does...ehem, anyway). But cute...is just sort of for amateurs. Cute is for teenage girls. Not for women.
One of the best things about Bridget is that I know that she really loves me. There aren't any petty games. It is just all there in the open. Despite all of my shortcomings and over 9 years of marriage she is here at my side dragging me along to help me be a better person. And dang it I really love her, more than ever. Frankly, I can't imagine having things any better unless someone could figure out how we could spend just a little more time alone (bow-chicka-wow-woo). We appreciate our time together without kids much more so than before when we had only one or none. It is the whole supply and demand curve thing I suppose. Funny how economic principles can apply to relationships...but I digress.
Recently heard about a couple that are or were having some issues. It is very sad to say the least. Perhaps they took each other for granted. Not really sure, and it isn't really my business. As time has gone on I have increasingly realized how lucky I am. Sure we have a few hiccups here and there, but if only everyone could have a spouse like Bridget. Not exactly like her--because she is the puzzle piece that fits me--but someone that compliments and helps to bring out the best in you. Someone that makes you feel great.
Patrick is probably on the cusp of this. I hope so.
I don't have any advice on how to find the perfect person, except this--don't settle but don't expect perfection. Our relationship at first was not perfect. Things this good take time to mature and develop. She especially put a lot into this relationship and hopefully things are good from her perspective too. I mean I actually remember that her birthday is next week--that is pretty good for a husband I think. I may even be ahead of the curve in some respects.
I love you, Bridget.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Yummy
Colin likes his refried beans. He also likes fudgesickles. This is what he looks like after eating both.
We are in Black Butte Ranch right now, it has been fun. We've been swimming, riding bikes and playing with cousins. It is nice to get away to this great area, we are lucky to have such easy access to it.
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