Crazy crazy wonderful now I want to go to bed

The trip into the Havasupai village and waterfalls was incredible.  I'm finally home. 

and this message to the wifey...

as I go gallavanting into the Grand Canyon...

Sarah writes:

11:36 a.m.

We are back from Target.  Q had a meltdown in the bathroom.  He was great and told me he had to pee, so we ran through the store to get to the bathroom and he went, perfect!   But then he wanted to go poo, but couldn't and that is when he lost it.  Not sure why but that was it.  He cried all the way through check-out and the ride home.  And then he went to take a nap.  No lunch, he just put himself to bed.  Poor dude is TIRED.  Otto is out too.  What a start.

I don't know what she did in a past life, but wow.  What am I doing?  Tomorrow I'm flying into the Grand Canyon to meet with the Tribal Leaders of the Havasupai.  They number about 600 people, and ever since a pretty crummy land deal in 1882, have been confined to the canyon floor.  At first it was rough making a living, trying to plant corn on a bed of rock and all, but then they found that PBS viewers would pay all sorts of money to see their waterfalls.  Now tourism pays their bills...but the influx of outsiders has not hurt their culture.  The Havasupai are the last indigenous Americans to all speak their native lanuage, Havasupai. 

Tonight I'm at the Hualapai Lodge in Peach Springs. 

The Hualapai are famous for making tourist testes crawl into their tummies with the Grand Canyon Skywalk. 

Yes, that is glass. 

From my many travels you might ask if I have any advice.  Yes.  Yes, I do. 

Bring drugs. 

Oh, and have fun.  You never know what the next life will bring you.

10:36 p.m.

My eyeballs hurt.  I am going to bed.
Paco is farting.

love you,
Sarah

boys 3/20/10

waking up

he's cute but his politics are a little scary

 

Actual Conversation that would have been better if you were there

We don't plan trips to McDonalds.  We often just end up there, starving and with marital issues.  Saturday morning Sarah suggested a trip to M-C-D-O-N-A-L-D-S. 

(Driving)

Jared:  It's weird to have a McDonald's so close. 

Sarah:  We have like ten within walking distance.

Jared:  Growing up it was just such a big deal...you drove hours for french fries.

Quin:  Fries? 

Jared:  I don't get why this Micky D's got rid of the Red Box.

Sarah:  I know it's so convenient.

Jared:  They just ripped it out of the ground.

Sarah:  There were no signs or anything?

Jared:  No, gone.   It had to have been good for the store...people getting movies and some double cheesebugers.

Sarah:  Yah, I know, it's hard to believe it was just gone.

Jared:  Do they not realize we get attached to things?

Sarah: .....guess not....

File this under, "You know the economy is bad when..."

Q Sensation Sweeps Nation

Otto figuring things out

Not long ago the camera meant fear and suspicion.   

Just to get a good picture I had to hide the camera and sneak up on him.  But this week, the week of March 6-13, 2010, Otto has turned it on. 

Even if his beloved and idolized big brother doesn't want his picture taken, Otto is on it.

Even if it is his brother taking the picture...

He's getting "So Big!"

He's even moving...

and most importantly he's sleeping...

Battle of the OhMyGodI'mTired Emails

Contestant 1:  Jared, male, 35, traveling spokesperson from Colorado

Anncr1:  Let's see if this guy can bring it.  Right now he's enjoying breakfast at a hotel restaurant...so it'll be tough to overcome that.

Anncr2:  But last night was a different story...

Worst flight ever.  I sat next to a guy from the Air Force.  He said, "I hate this."  I said, "But you're in the Air Force."  And he said, "You expect this from a B-52, but I hate this."  It was so turbulent the flight attendant hit her head on the overhead compartment.  She went right back to pouring hot coffee.  She asked, "You still want this" as the plane rocked into North Dakota.  I was nauseous and the air force kid kept grabbing the seat in front of him.  And then as we descended people pressed their heads against the windows to see when we might see the ground through the fog.  We felt it about the same time we saw it.  Oh sweet joy.    I'm here.  I'm starving.  6 a.m. wake up call jitters on the near horizon.   

Contestant 2:  Sarah, female, 25, working mother of two humans, one dog, one cat, husband

Anncr1:  It's going to be hard to compete with that last one.  Let's hear what she has to say:

Sorry about your crappy flight. Sounds miserable. Was it really packed too?   A bad night for the boys at home.  It was off to a great start with them both down.  Otto was up at 1:30, then at 2:30 Quin was crying.  I went in to see what was going on and we settled down for a little while Allie climbed all over looking for a place to curl up.  Quin's breathing was regulating and I hear Paco crying at the door and not just a little.  So I put him off as long as possible, but then it couldn't be ignored, he went out to poop, Quin was up, so it ended up being me sandwiched between Paco and Q from 4am until 5:15 when Otto woke up again.  I just pacified him and he went back down.  Of course I should have just gotten up then, but I didn't.  Anyway, we made it out on time and all is well.  Quin looked like rooster with his hair sticking up, Otto was happy as ever and Paco got to the P-A-R-K but was a tool to those dogs in the corner.   How is your morning going? I just got a call that the coffee machine at work is broke, yipeee!   Eat well and try to nap, hahahahahahaha!

Anncr1:  She sounds a little nuts at the end there but that guy should just shut up. 

Anncr2:  "Oh my plane was so bouncy...wah wah wah.." No kidding.

WINNER:  Sarah