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Saturday, August 30, 2008

Hippo Happenin's

Yesterday was my ninth wedding anniversary. Since we are working opposite shifts right now, we didn't go out to dinner or anything. But Ted did bring me three roses to work and we are planning to have an adults only out of town excursion in the next couple of weeks. LONG OVERDUE, I might add!




My father has in his yard at the moment, a Navy transport bus (like a white, old-school short bus) and not one, not two, not three, but FOUR box trucks (like delivery trucks. Let us just assume that my mother is not pleased with these lawn ornaments. So if you know someone who needs a box truck, call me. I can hook them up.




The first week of school has gone by and seems to be ok.... oh shit, I just realized I didn't take first day of school pictures for the first time. I am awash with sadness. I'll just make them wear the same clothes and pose by the door before bed! Problem solved.




A-dog starts her schooling next week and is looking forward to neighbor Jenny being her teacher. I hope Jenny feels the same towards Aurelia after that first week of non-stop chatter for three hours.




I tried out a security measure for the blog, but it seemed over the top and cumbersome for those of my friends and family that don't see well, or compute well, or like security measures, so we are back to the regular way. (Sidenote to anyone who the security measures may have been aimed at... don't mess with my kids. 'Nuff said.)

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

They can't off this guy soon enough

Death for man who kidnapped, murdered Idaho boy
By REBECCA BOONE, Associated Press Writer1 hour, 50 minutes ago
A longtime sex offender was sentenced to death Wednesday for the 2005 kidnapping, torture and murder of a 9-year-old northern Idaho boy after federal jurors who watched video of some of the brutality deliberated just three hours.
The jurors' recommendation was binding on U.S. District Judge Edward Lodge, who thanked them, dismissed them and then sentenced Joseph Edward Duncan III.
Relatives of the victim, Dylan Groene, remained somber as the jury's decision was announced. Duncan murdered Dylan's mother, older brother and his mother's fiance to kidnap him and his younger sister, who was sexually abused along with her brother but survived.
"We're happy with the verdict, but it's a shame — this should have been limited to one death," said Steven Groene, the father of the children. "He should have had the courage and the guts to kill himself before killing anyone else."
Duncan showed no reaction other than smiling as the verdict was passed to the judge.
He took Dylan and the boy's then-8-year-old sister, Shasta, to a remote western Montana campsite where he raped, tortured and threatened them before shooting Dylan in the head and burning his body. Jurors viewed horrifying video Duncan made of him sexually abusing, torturing and hanging Dylan until the boy lost consciousness.
"This defendant is dangerous. He is a predator who takes pride in his work," prosecutor Traci Whelan said. "He earned this day. His actions ... call out for the death penalty."
Duncan acted as his own attorney but had offered no response to prosecutors' closing argument.
"I have no argument," he told the court.
With an eye toward kidnapping the two children, Duncan stalked their family. In 2005 he entered their Coeur d'Alene-area home and used a hammer to fatally bludgeon their 13-year-old brother, Slade Groene, his mother, Brenda Groene, and her fiance, Mark McKenzie.
Duncan was arrested and Shasta rescued weeks after the kidnappings when a waitress at a Denny's in Coeur d'Alene called police after recognizing the two as they ate.
Duncan pleaded guilty in December to 10 federal charges involving the kidnappings and the murder of Dylan. He pleaded guilty to the other three murders in state court, where he also could be sentenced to death.
After the verdict, the jurors were whisked away from the federal courthouse in two white vans so they could avoid the phalanx of media covering the hearing.
"The jury speaks the mind of the community," U.S. Attorney Tom Moss said. "By the verdict today, they have given voice to the victims."
In closing arguments, Whelan reminded the jury of Duncan's lifelong "pattern of violence," including a conviction for raping a boy at gunpoint in 1980. Duncan has told investigators he killed two half-sisters from Seattle in 1996, and he is charged with killing a young boy in Riverside County, Calif., in 1997.
Duncan may now be brought to Riverside County to stand trial in the death of Anthony Martinez.
Darlene Torres, Brenda Groene's mother, said she is glad the federal case is over.
"Justice has been served," Torres said. "It's been very painful."
She said that when she saw Duncan in court, "I seen nothing but an evil, empty, coldhearted shell."
It's hard to tell if the end of the federal case will offer any comfort to Shasta, her father said.
"I can't speak for Shasta, I can't get inside her head," Groene said. "Possibly now we'll have to be dragged through a court proceeding in California. If they go ahead with the prosecution, it would be such as waste of taxpayer money because he'll never spend a day in a California prison."
The heinousness of the evidence in Dylan's murder made it particularly difficult for the jurors to remain impartial as they deliberate, said Art Patterson, a jury consultant and senior vice president of the trial consulting firm DecisionQuest.
"Generally, for human beings, it's pretty hard to maintain impartiality when confronted with such horror," Patterson said.
"How could any juror not want to see this person removed from our list of living human beings? How could you live with yourself as a juror if there's any chance this human being could escape from jail and do something like this again?" Patterson said.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Pudding Tain














Happy B-day baby girl

Today is the first day of school for my senior and my third grader. But it is also my baby's fourth birthday. It seems like her tiny little self just came into the world, but now she is so tall and grown up. One more year of tiny girlness before she enters the school world (I certainly hope the first day of school isn't on her birthday next year).

I LOVE YOU SWEET PETUNIA!

Monday, August 25, 2008

Hershey Park

Friday, August 22, 2008

Pics from the Road

HERE IS THE LINK IN CASE THE SLIDESHOW ISN'T WORKING

We got a later start than I had planned for and didn't arrive at the tipis until nearly dusk. We spent a night in the wilderness and then traveled to the farm to see the goats. Unfortunately, they suffer from performance anxiety and we didn't come away with any fainting video. However, we do have these assorted photos of our journey up to now. Tomorrow, we are off to Hershey's Chocolate World and the amusement park!!! WOO HOOOOO!!


Wednesday, August 20, 2008

We're off to see the goaties!!


And we know you all envy us......
Many videos and pictures to follow our adventures that will include the entire family camping out in a tipi, visiting the fainting goaties, and an excursion to Hershey Park!! Better buy your chocolate before I get there or you'll be sorry.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

WTF??

This dude is seriously jacked up. And not only is that dude seriously jacked up, but that moron who was going to bring her FOUR year old daughter to live with him needs to be sterilized or shot or beaten in the streets. These stories make me want to take a Brillo and Clorox shower, but unfortunately there are far too many examples of human depravity out there.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Who knew that we grew?

My husband is anxious to move beyond the fear that the impending strike had us under. He enjoys tinkering with cars and we both enjoy unusual things. So it was no surprise that he mentioned a new project, a 1972 MG Midget. Earlier this week, we all drove out to give it a look. Ted's memories of riding in a family friends Midget weren't tempered with the fact that he has grown considerably taller and (discreet clearing of throat) broader. Not only was he unable to steer without tightening his super buff six-pack abs, but his height and foot size made it impossible for him to hit just one pedal at a time. In a manual transmission, you can fairly assume that simultaneously applying the clutch, gas, AND brake is not a good idea. We left that car with it's current owner. But here is a glance of what could have been....

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Let it go

For eighteen years I have hung on to a thought that I don't like at all. I think today is the day that I will let that thought go.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

lullaby

Totally not a toenail video

Monday, August 11, 2008

Yuckfest

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED......

The following video contains footage of Daniel's toenail, click at your own risk...


Hippo News

Our household has been holding a deep breath for several months, waiting for the contract to expire and find out if we would have to live through a strike. When the deadline came and went, we were relieved but still nervous with no contract, only extended talks. Now we can exhale (tentatively). There is a contract proposal that I cannot fathom will be voted down and I have to say I am very pleased with. So back to reckless consumer spending on things like food, gas, and back to school clothes for the Hippos.

Daniel's big toenail finally fell off. He dropped a stone wheel on it earlier this summer and the entire nail turned black. The other day he casually hoisted his foot into my lap and showed my the wavy thin nail that sits in its place. There will be a photo slideshow for those who are interested. It will be optional for those who are disgusted.

Also in Daniel-land is a the acquisition of yet ANOTHER device relating to his favorite cartoon. Anyone familiar with his focused attention on this subject will appreciate that I am going to need donations of hard liquor immediately.

The time has come to get serious with Cory/Adam. We are in the senior year and focus needs to start on where he is considering studying next fall. Applications need to be filled out, considerations need to be made, reality is upon us. Eck.

And Aurelia, sweet Aurelia, was set free at our family reunion to play with little girl cousins and run with abandon all around the lodge. There were games of tag as she shrieked, "I'm gonna get ya!" or "You'll never catch me....!" There was no need to hold a child in my lap or keep one eye solely one that may swallow something or wander into the woods alone or eat dirt. They are all big enough to sort of tend to themselves in gatherings. I feel a little sad, but mostly relieved. Could that be my freedom on the horizon? Nah, just a mirage!

Monday, August 04, 2008

Well, hello Dolly

This past weekend I had the privilege of helping to move a family member. Since it took two trips to a distant location, I found myself in the cab of a 26 foot U-haul truck for the better part of Sunday with my parents. On our way back from the final trip, we stopped to eat at the Tamarack. Even on a good day, I don't think I am Tamarack material, but especially after I have been sweating like a whore in church I look a little out of place. For those of you who aren't in to know, this place is the artsy fartsy center that sells local wares from regional artists. They have a large cafeteria type food center that is all made by the Greenbrier. I ordered a cheeseburger (seemed safe enough for a high falutin' foodie like me). Let's just say that I will decline any future offers to eat at this establishment again. We finished up and headed out to the truck. Dad had to unlock the passenger side and I opened the door for Mom to climb in as Dad went around the front to his door. It occurred to me as Mom was buckling in that if there were a time to float an air biscuit it was outside the truck. Who says I don't have manners? About that time, Dad opened the driver's door and said "Did one of y'all fart?" Now I wasn't about to lie, so I was preparing to fess up when Mom piped up and said, " Philip, of course not, Heather just made a silly noise with her mouth. Gee Whiz." That did it. I couldn't breathe I was laughing so hard. When I finally pulled myself up into the cab, wheezing and crying with the laughter, Mom said, " WELL, any other time he just wouldn't have mentioned it." Perhaps you had to be there to appreciate the delicate comic timing that was involved, but I laughed all the way to the toll station and my sides still hurt today.