Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Our Thanksgiving week

We arrived in sunny Puerto Vallarta, Mexico Saturday Nov 23rd.


We had a huge family reunion on my side.  34 of us converged on the Grand Mayan resort for glorious 7 days.  This little pool in on our lanai, the top picture is the view from the lanai.  It was beautiful the whole time.



We saw plenty of iguanas but this guy was our favorite, we named him Benny.





We often came back to our room to eat lunch.  It had a full kitchen and was much cheaper than eating pool side everyday.


This was the Mexican fiesta night on the beach.  McKinley thought it was her birthday party, so we went with it.  We all had a blast.


The lights in the far distance is where the Mexican fiesta was, it was magical.



We also painted pottery, this is a tradition for both kids and adults.


The kids found a lizard and the big kids insisted on me texting it to their best friends mom so they could see what they caught.

On Tuesday night we got to release baby turtles back into the ocean.  It was amazing and magical, one of our favorites for sure!!









We also got to swim with dolphins, the big kids and I had so much fun!!








                                

                              







We surprised our parents with a kick-off to their 50th wedding anniversary.  Its not until September 2014, but since we were all together anyway, we had a little surprise party for them.




My Uncle Bill, tell stories about my parents wedding day, that I had never heard before.


My Uncle Dave also telling stories.

McKinley slept thru the entire thing.
Both my brother's, my sister in law Beth and myself all said a little something
about our wonderful parents.  WE are so proud to be their kids.



This is all 34 of us on the beach for Thanksgiving dinner.  These are our orange reunion t-shirts, we were known all over the resort and got asked many times how many are in our group.  It was fun :)






My favorite picture.


The only hard part about the trip is that McKinley was constipated for about 4 days and I got a lung infection.  Upon our return I went to the doctor who diagnosed me with bronchitis and put me on a whole slew of medication, he was very concerned about it turning into pneumonia.
Last night in Mexico, we ate on a resturant on the beach, we loved all of it!!


This is on our drive home from the airport.  McKinley fell asleep first, then Reagan and then finally Lincoln. 

Monday, November 18, 2013

Purple rain

When I was a little girl my mom loved to curl my hair.  She had two boys and she finally got her girl and had pink curlers in my hair at 18 months.  I was born with lots of hair.  I did not like when my mom curled my hair or put those soft pink curlers in either.  She bribed me all the time, I only loved it when she French braided or did twin braids like Laura Engalls.

Fast forward to this morning.  I was at my parents and I was talking with my mom in her bathroom when she wanted to show me her new curling brush iron.  I thought after 30ish years I should give her a 2nd chance.  She was having a little anostalgic moment.  She was doing fine and then she got a little ahead of herself when she thought....I'll just give her a little "lift".  All of a sudden it hurt, mom....that hurts.  She replies, "it does, I wonder why?"  Even though she knew exactly why it hurt.  It was tangled, tangled good!


She was working pretty hard to get it untangled.  I was ready to break it off but she stopped me.

At this point she needed something firm to separate my hair from the brush.  The lead on pencil she was using kept breaking, so she used whatever she could fine within arms reach.


It was about at this point I said, "mom, why is my hair steaming?" Well, she had used a ball point pen and it leaked all over my hair.  The steam was the ink reacting to the hot iron brush that she still had on?!  


Those black markings on the brush iron thing is ink.  It was all over my hair, but we couldn't do anything about it because the brush was still firmly stuck in my hair.


After she got the brush out she started right on getting the blue/purple ink out.


I'm pretty sure this only happens on tv comedy shows, not in real life.

She ended up using Carbona stain remover; pen & ink.  It worked great, it really did.


I then washed my hair in the tub and watched the water turn blue.

In the end I'm keeping my purple stripe.  My friend said that her Aunt gets a purple stripe in her hair to remind her not to take life so serious.  I like that, plus I have never had purple hair before.



So there you have it folks, not how I thought my day was going to go but it did and it's just hair anyway, it'll grow out.