Green races, eggs, pelvic exams and Sid

Did I grab your attention? Well I have a couple little things to talk about and the above title outlines the agenda...

We are going to go on a trip back to St. Patricks day. I realize that was almost a month ago, but things have been busy (and I was waiting for Trav to write about our wonderful getaway to Arkansas, so its mostly his fault). We (that is right "we" meaning TRAVIS and me) ran in a four mile St. Patties day race with our friends Sarah and Jim. It was a pretty cold day, in fact it snowed earlier on, but the die hards all made it out. I was kind of glad it was cold because Trav and I sure didn't want to fork out 30 bucks each to run in a race anyways, and the cold meant people would be wearing lots of layers which would hide the running numbers that you pin on that we didn't have. So, maybe we are cheap? Anyway it was a fun day, it was in a cool part of town, and we finished. Then we accidentally partook of the free food for the runners after, again don't judge, we were spent and there was plenty!


There are always freaks at each race.



Changing topics, I wanted to mention a fun tradition we have going on. This was the 2ND annual egg dying contest. For the past two years we have dyed Easter eggs with our friends Alisha and Orson Bangert and Rob and Britney Graham. I'm so mad I didn't take any pictures (I have been such a slacker) but it was a great night. My egg won for being the ugliest, Trav's won for being the most suck-up to the judge who was Orson (Trav painted a muscle guy on the egg and called him Orson) and Britney won for the best overall. Its funny because none of us have kids which is usually the reason people dye eggs... we just enjoy it! The next Sunday was Easter and the Easter bunny made a killing. I dropped many subtle hints that all I wanted was mini cadberry eggs, I even bought two bags just in case the Easter bunny forgot, but he didn't and we ended up having two huge freezer bags full of candy. Gross!

The next thing and probably the thing that really grabbed your attention in the title is pelvic exams. No, I'm not sharing a personal story that happened to me. Since the day Travis started school we have heard about this day that would be coming... the students call it "vagina day." This is when the students perform their first pelvic exams on real women. The day finally came and Trav made it through. He said he survived but is wondering if he needs to talk to his bishop now?

Last but not least my dad, Sid, came to visit us this past weekend. It was a fun little visit we had with him. We mostly ate a lot of good food, watched some conference and watched a little basketball. Its funny how you want to impress your parents by showing that you are all grown up with your own clean place and your life in order; when in all reality they lived with you your whole life and know that deep down you are a slob! We had a lot of good talks and laughs. Its really fun seeing family and friends (hint hint, come and visit!)
They are intently listening to conference.