Sunday, August 30, 2015

Glamping at Kalaloch.

Oh my gosh, take me back!!!



We had the best time "glamping" at the beach, Kalaloch, with our family a few weekends ago. It was a last minute thing, but I'm SO glad we were invited and decided to go up. You can see the campground from the beach. Isn't that so fun?


Landon's aunt, uncle, cousins, and Grandma go to Kalaloch every year--now I know why they're all obsessed with it :)

S'mores, late night chats, long naps, yummy meals, and hanging out on the beach...we were basically  in HEAVEN.




Zac let Landon try out his awesome kite. The wind was pretty intense and you can see in the pictures how much Landon was digging/moving in the sand to keep the kite under control. It was funny to watch :)




It was my first time camping at the beach, but it wasn't really camping because we were staying in an RV that is nicer than my house. Haha! It was awesome! Landon's Grandma is the best and took such good care of us--aka spoiled us rotten. We love her so, so much!


Isn't she the cutest?
She brought her little kittens and it was SO funny to watch them react to our dogs--hissing at them, hiding from them... but eventually they all warmed up to each other. They even shared a meal together. It was so cute :)


We only stayed for two nights, so it went by WAY too fast. It was such a relaxing weekend and so nice to spend time with family! 


Thursday, August 27, 2015

Hope is Never Lost.

Sorry, another vague post where I don't really tell you what's going on, but I just want to talk about how I'm feeling right now. I want to remember this stage of life. It's crazy, you guys. I feel like I've been to h-e-double hockey sticks and back. I have learned (and cried) SO much this year. So so much. I don't think I will ever be the person that can say, "I am so grateful for my trials" but I can definitely recognize that my trials have made me stronger. I've been pushed to my limit and some days really wondered if I would ever be "me" again. I had days that were so dark that there was absolutely no light or hope. That's not a good feeling. But do you know what I learned? I learned that I can go through really, really hard things and find the positive and find hope. Sometimes you have to really dig for it, but you can always find it.

One particularly rough day I remember praying and couldn't get myself to say "I'm thankful for this day" which is how I usually start off my prayers. I couldn't thank Heavenly Father for this horrible day. I just couldn't. So instead I thanked him for other things, like Landon and my boys. Even when it seems like there's nothing to be grateful for, you can find things to make you smile and help you to remember how blessed you really are.

I've also found myself having pity parties and asking God, "why me?!" I was reading in the book "Wonder" about a little boy who has a deformed face. It's heartbreaking and beautiful and every kid should read it before going to middle school. Anyway, I got to a chapter where someone was saying how unfair the universe was to this little boy and how the universe is like a giant, random lottery and it's all just random whether you get a good ticket or a bad ticket. This year I have felt like I have a horrible "ticket." But listen to the next part...

"no, no, it's not all random, if it was really all random, the universe would abandon us completely. and the universe doesn't. it takes care of its most fragile creations in ways we can't see.... maybe it is a lottery, but the universe makes it all even out in the end. the universe takes care of all its birds." cue tears streaming down my face.

I've felt like such a fragile, hopeless bird lately. But do you know what? I've been taken care of. I've received so much comfort and help from Heavenly Father, Landon, my family, friends. "The Universe" hasn't forgotten about me, and I know I've been taken care of in ways I can't even see.

So what have I learned this year? That hope is never lost, quote taken from this incredible talk.

"Believe in miracles. I have seen so many of them come when every other indication would say that hope was lost. Hope is never lost. If those miracles do not come soon or fully or seemingly at all, remember the Savior's own anguished example: if the bitter cup does not pass, drink it and be strong, trusting in happier days ahead." -Elder Holland

Life is going to throw some really hard things at us, but all we can do is try to learn and grow from the experience. I remind myself that after rain comes a rainbow and that after hard times I will experience good. Life has so many ups and downs, but we just have to keep our chins up and know that the rain will stop eventually and we will have happier, sunnier days ahead. Hope is never, ever lost.

Friday, August 14, 2015

Hiking the Jetty.

We have been talking for awhile now about how fun it would be to walk on the jetty at the Columbia River Bar. Remember how we sailed across the bar into the ocean last year? Well this time we wanted to walk out into the bar.



We were SO excited and when we pulled up and started our hike we were having so much fun jumping and climbing across the rocks. All I could think of was how much fun ten-year-old Hannah would have had. But then there was water (no more land) on either side of us and we went further and further out into the ocean and waves were crashing on the rocks and I got FREAKED out. I told Landon it was like post-traumatic stress disorder being back on the bar! Plus the jetty got narrow at some points and there were big gaps between the rocks and you had to LEAP and just hope you didn't tumble into the ocean and crash against the rocks by the humungous waves!





Okay, yes I admit I am just a tad bit dramatic, but it really was kinda freaky.

On top of that it felt like the "jetty that never ends." I got two songs stuck in my head as we climbed and climbed and climbed. Can you guess which ones? Okay, I'll tell you. "This is the jetty that never ends. Yes it goes on and on my friends!" And then this cutie "The neverending jeeeetty" from the Neverending Story, duh. But really, you just kept walking and climbing and stumbling and it felt like you never got closer to the end of the jetty. It wouldn't end!


After two hours we realized we weren't going to reach the end at my slow pace, so I told Landon to just go ahead so he could at least reach it (the jetty is 6.5 miles long people!) So Landon just starts running across the rocks like a mountain goat or something. He made it look like he was just running across flat land. Meanwhile, I am like on my hands and knees crawling and climbing across the rocks. Ha!

Both of us were nervous wrecks the whole time we were separated because we couldn't see each other after awhile. Landon really thought that I might have fallen into a crack and got knocked unconscious and he was just going to pass right over me and not see me. It was quite the dramatic day haha! But really, we were both fine and felt MUCH safer when we were together again.




We FINALLY made it back to our car after almost 4 hours and we were just exhausted and miserable. Before we drove home we stopped by the beach to see an old shipwreck. It was kind of cool, but we were just being babies about having to walk our tired legs on the sand. Haha! We drove two hours home and couldn't even come up with the strength to go on our nightly walk and ended up sleeping in until 10 the next day! TEN! We were tired. I don't think I ever want to walk across another jetty again.


The end :)

Thursday, July 23, 2015

I've Been Missing.

I feel like I haven't been able to blog in months because there are a lot of things happening in our lives that just aren't "public" knowledge right now... like how we just sold our boat! I mean, it's a big deal but for some reason we weren't ready to tell the whole world until it was official.

So it makes me feel like if I can't blog about everything that's going on in our life, then I can't blog about anything. I have a terrible time keeping "secrets" so it's easier for me not to talk. So that's why I've been a little MIA and vague on here lately. For example, one time Landon flew down to Texas to surprise his family, but the whole week before he left I couldn't talk to his mom. I stopped calling her and when she called me I just kept it brief. I was SO worried that I was going to ruin the surprise that I just couldn't talk at all. That's how I feel right now with this blog right now.

I've written TONS of blog drafts, but they just have to sit there for now. That post about selling Viking? It's been siting in my drafts waiting to be published for months. Oh man, there's so much I want to say! Writing is so therapeutic for me, so I just write drafts and save them for later.

Can I just complain for a second? I am a happy girl that likes to think positively, but man this year has really been such a roller coaster. I am ready for 2015 to be done and just praying that 2016 has some good things in store for us. I'm definitely not asking for pity and I promise I'm really okay, but sometimes it just feels good to vent. 2015 I hate you. Man, it feels good to get that off my chest ;)

I have totally been slacking on taking pictures and blogging, so I'm sorry this post is boring and vague. We don't have any fun trips planned and we actually haven't done anything very exciting to even blog about. So I guess this post is just to say that I'm sorry that I've been missing. I am going to try to blog more because I really do love it.

Anyway, that's all for now. I'll leave you with some pictures of Landon's AWESOME Millennium Falcon lego because every blog post needs at least 1 picture and because I think it's adorable he is so into legos ;)




Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Goodbye Viking.

With a mixture of relief and sadness, we officially sold Viking today. It has been such a roller coaster ride to get to this point...

I know, I know.... the boat we were planning on keeping for at least 8 years. The boat we were planning to teach our kids to sail on. The boat were planning to take on many adventures. The boat we LOVED.


When we bought Viking almost 2 years ago, selling her this soon was definitely not in our plans. But plans change. I'll save that story for another post :)


We put her on the market back in January for sale by owner. We didn't get very many "bites" but we did have one person from Canada that was very interested. It fell through, which was heartbreaking.

Then we decided we needed to list it with a broker. The problem with that is they take a 10% cut. TEN percent. That's a lotta money.

We got our first offer March 7th, but it was actually kind of a nightmare. The people didn't even seem to like our boat to begin with--they were just really wishy-washy and I had a bad feeling about them from the start. After you put in an offer, you do a boat inspection (or survey). Landon was at the boat ALL day to help answer questions and even took them out on the river so they could rev the engine up. Landon ended up leaving before the survey was done because it was getting late. And guess what the people did? They got freaked out about some moisture readings in the deck of the boat and completely WALKED AWAY! They didn't even finish the inspection, or negotiate the price based on the findings of the inspection. They just left us hanging high and dry. When our broker called to tell me that they completely backed out, I was sobbing uncontrollably for 30 minutes. It was rough. We shouldn't have been surprised, because we knew they weren't very good people. To this day, Landon and I get all ragey when we talk about the whole thing.  I mean, when you put an offer on a boat, you should be pretty serious about it, right? We were SO excited and then basically got crushed.

We didn't have much action until the beginning of June--so we were feeling super anxious and upset and stuck. Remember this post about our little miracle? Well I wrote that because we got an offer on our boat! It was amazing. We were jumping around and screaming and just SO happy. We didn't accept their offer (it was WAY too low) so we went back and forth for a few days trying to negotiate on a price. And then they were silent. So we waited, and waited, and waited. And got super angry. How could this be happening to us again?!?! I was SO tired of getting my hopes up to then be CRUSHED. Again.

But then another miracle happened... we got ANOTHER offer on the boat from an awesome couple in Seattle. They saw our boat and just fell in love! I knew I wanted them to have our boat. We wanted Viking to go to a happy family!

So they did the boat inspection and we took them out on a test sail and they were just so happy. They actually liked our boat (unlike the first jerk faces). It was a real-life miracle. Everything was going great! Until the very end of the test sail when we turned on the motor to head back to the marina...

...And our engine died. In the shallow part of the river. Surrounded by other boats.

It honestly felt like a nightmare. I couldn't believe it was really happening. I felt so sick. The people were actually as calm as can be, and really didn't seem too phased by it. We promised that this had NEVER happened before, and it hadn't! We have used that motor SOOOO much. What are the chances?! We had to call our broker who brought his sailboat out to rescue us. We rafted up alongside his boat while he towed us back to a the marina. It was a nightmare, but really the buyers were so calm and didn't seem concerned at all.

We left the marina that night feeling so low and with so many questions and so much anxiety. It was a pretty bad feeling. We didn't even know if the people would want our boat after that disaster or what the problem was with our engine.

So we woke up bright and early on Saturday morning and headed back to the boat... It was 99 degrees that day and we were there from 8:30-5:30 trying to figure out the problem. We were able to get our boat back to our slip, but the engine died again! So we had to wake up really early on Sunday morning and figure out what the problem was. Talk about ANXIETY!

Turns out there was a clog in the fuel line and Landon of course figured it all out like a champ! Thank goodness!

About 5 days later we heard back from the buyers who said that they wanted our boat, but for 4k less than their original offer. Bummer, but at least they weren't walking away! They also wanted us to get a certified mechanic out to verify the engine was working, which is totally understandable.

I can't believe all the hurdles we had to jump to get this boat sold! Life has just been crazy these past few months. So many ups and downs.

Anyway, here's a few pictures from our adventures on Viking. She really is a beautiful boat and we had so much fun with her the past few years! It's sad to see her go.

For that reason, we do not regret buying Viking... even though we probably wouldn't have even considered buying her if we knew we were only going to own her for less than 2 years!















We are EXTREMELY grateful for the time we had with Viking. We've learned a lot and experienced a lot (including sailing in the ocean!) that we wouldn't have been able to experience unless we OWNED a boat. We are sad to say goodbye to Viking, but excited at the same time.

We love you Viking!

Monday, July 13, 2015

Happy Third Birthday Henry and Oliver!

Landon and I love these boys more than I thought it was possible. I love them so much it almost breaks my heart. Does that even make sense? They brighten our home and our lives! They bring us so much joy and they really are like our children. I always tell Landon that I'm worried I won't love my human children as much as the boys. I mean really, there's no way they could be cuter than these two right? ;)          
(Of course I'm kidding, if you're reading this future children!)


They both have so much personality. I love the way Henry adventures and chews on socks. I love how Oliver dances and spins when he's excited. I love the way Henry sticks his head out the window when we're in the car and how Oliver could care less and just wants to snuggle on my lap. I love how cuddly they both are and how excited they get to see us, even if we have only been gone for 10 minutes. I love how they FREAK out if you say the word "squirrel." I love how tiny and perfect they are.







We are SO grateful to Tim and Ang for giving us these boys. Words cannot express how happy they have made us and how much we love them! Happy 3rd Birthday Henry and Ver! We love you!

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