5/31/2009

Happy Birthday to me...

Lisa suprised me with a birthday excursion to Lincoln City.
We spent Sunday, Monday, & Tuesday over Memorial Day just hangin out on the beach (as you can see.)


Back in Boise May 30th, we had a pool-party with Dickies BBQ and she took me to a fondu restaurant in Nampa called, "Mona Lisa" for dinner. I felt special for an entire week. Boy, did I feel loved.







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5/16/2009

YES!


We have finally done it... NO MORE SCHOOL! Lisa graduated today, with her Doctoral Degree, from Boise State University. I finished my certification for school administration. I am so happy. (And now, Grandma, I will have more time to keep up on my blog)

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4/18/2009

Good Friends

Ryan and Will were invited to an end-of-season hoops party with their buddies.
These kids are the children of refugees from Darfur and have become good friends with Ryan and Will through Sunday School. Most of the boys were older, but Will managed to hang in there with his "mad" ball-handlin' skills.

Abby played jump-rope and ran relays with the girls. Ryan had a great chance to play both with, and against his good friend, Bismana.

Hoopin




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BOYS-N-BASKETBALL






We have not one, but two mad-hoopers in our home. We completed a wonderful season with Ryan and Will playing together on the same team. I helped Jason Chan, their assistant coach.

1/10/2009

Portland, the Winter Wonderland


Christmas was WILD! We left Boise Mon., Dec 22 and headed for Sisters...yes, Sisters, OR! I-84 was closed in the Columbia River Gorge due to snow, ice, and high wind. So we went the long way...the REALLY long way. After a stop at Uncle Geff's, in Sisters and fighting the insanely brainless Portland drivers, who were inept in navigating the snowy roads, we arrived in Hillsboro. We had a great time. It was great to see family and a few friends and catch up. The kids had fun playing in the unusually high volume of snow, with their uncles. I enjoyed eating. The highlight of the visit, for the boys, was our trip to the Rose Garden, where we watched my beloved Portland Trailblazers defeat the Champs, the Boston Celtics. Ryan was upset by his team's loss, compounded by the heckling he received while leaving the arena... as he was ALL-GREEN! But the evening was redeemed when Uncle Drew took us to the players' parking garage to collect autographs from our favorite players. Will and Ryan were up close and personal with a number of Blazers players (Ryan and Drew are with Travis Outlaw, in this picture)...the Celtics were not so friendly because they lost... but Ryan had an exchange from afar with both, Ray Allen and Doc Rivers. It made the Holidays for the boys! They went to sleep nowhere ahead of midnight...they were hyped by their experience.

12/30/2008

Christmas Whirlwind




What a crazy week this has been! We have spent a full week visiting friends and family. Visits have included my Aunt Sandi's new place, Grandma and Grandpa Kinnaman's, my friends Marcus and Becky Curl, and the Sports Look, so Ryan could catch the Celtics and some bbq wings. We have maxed our visit... but we have really enjoyed our time. Christmas is complete when it is enjoyd with family.

12/25/2008

Merry Christmas


After being scolded by my dear Grandma, I decided that it was time to revive my dormant blog... if it is even a gratuitously short entry. We have been busy at the House of Chaos...but the good news is that the end of graduate studies is on the horizon. I have one more course to complete and Lisa plans to defend her dissertaion in the spring. Translation: More time for blogging. I'll post pics in a few days.

8/08/2008

Starbucks, Scooters, Wedding dresses


Holy Cow!!!... we are completely worn out from this past week's family wedding. I spent soooooo much money fueling myself, my wife, and even my new sister-in-law with Starbucks. We promptly returned to Hillsboro to witness Holly and Kevin seal the deal August 1. The Mishlers and Kinnamans have gone into business together and both families are very excited. We arrived late Wednesday night. Thursday, Lisa and Mom went to tea with the ladies. DJ House and myself entertained the kids at the park, visiting Uncle Drew a work on the dirt crew (who loaded Abby with 20 oz. of Mountain Dew; imagine what that was like), and killing time in Target. Thursday night Drew, DJ and I picked up Kev AFTER rehearsal. (Since his exit from the ARMY, Kev took a position with the El Paso, TX police department. He is now working through their version of "boot camp.") His police training would only let him have one day off. We promptly returned and went to bed because...
We had to get up @ 6:30 for Kev's "bachelor party," out on the mighty Willamette -we took dad's boat out on the pristine water to ski and wakeboard, topped by a quality Taco Bell breakfast. Following our naps, we headed to the church and suited up for pictures at Dawson Creek Park. Then pictures, with the flower girl riding her pink razor scooter through the park, while the ladies all held their collective breath. Ceremony. Reception under the cool tent. Bride and Groom bail. Clean-up.

Being the guy that I am, I really didn't notice any hitches in the day... I'm told that is one of the key luxuries of being male. Despite my apparent ignorance, I have a few thoughts coming away from this wedding. First; man, these events are tiring! Second; I appreciate them more and more as I get ... older. Finally; I can't believe that my bro is hitched and movin' on. He was so happy. The great thing about this wedding is that I knew everyone, it seemed. It also felt like a great celebration -- a great experience for my kiddos, as is was the first they have ever been a part of, or even witnessed, for that matter. It was good to see people and great to see Kevin and his fantastic bride. She and Lisa get along greatly... and my kids are sooooo into their new aunt, Holly!

7/31/2008

Here Comes the Bride...

Wow, it's the wedding weekend already!!!
I'm just chillin at the house with Daniel John...AKA D.J., trying to occupy the kiddos while the ladies run around like they are responding to a five-alarm fire.
*** (DJ was "helper-supreme wedding handyman." I don't think it would have happened without him.)