11/11/11

Happy 11/11/11!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't forget to celebrate (and make a wish at 11:11--both times--if you so desire).

Also, FYI, did you know that in numerology, 11 is considered a "master" number. And did you know that the name Heather adds up to 11 in numerology? Heather Severson also adds up to 11 in numerology. Unfortunately, Heather Rust does not add to 11 (which is a bummer, because most numerologists believe that your first and last name given at birth is what determines your number, but I believe that I am the exception to this rule). The fixation on today's date makes a little more sense now, eh?

Free food

Who doesn't love free food? Raise your hand if you are one of those people. . . . Ok, that's what I thought. Everyone loves free food, especially if it's good free food. Awesome for me, I married someone who is good at hunting down free food. For instance, he signed up to be part of the Carrabba's frequent diners club (which is funny, since he had actually never eaten there) and they invited us to take part in a taste test of some new items from their menu. We also have discovered most of the restaurants with birthday clubs that give out free food for birthdays; since neither of us are big eaters, we usually can share whatever that free meal is (I will just insert a disclaimer here that when a tip is required, we are awesome tippers, even on free food. Just didn't want anyone to assume that we were that cheap).

But sometimes getting free food is a little more uncomfortable than just presenting a coupon. For example, we went to Benihana on Royce's birthday because they give you a coupon for $30 of free food on your birthday. That sounds like a lot, but it basically covers one meal (that place is PRICEY!). Since I don't like Benihana much, and since we are a little bit cheap, I just sat and watched Royce eat his meal. Yup. That wasn't awkward . . . oh wait, it was a little (especially since you don't get your own table at Benihana--we were paired with 3 other 20-something couples). But, hey, it's free and we weren't about to pass that up!

And just last weekend, as we were out and about running errands, we decided to go pick up my free birthday burger from Fuddruckers. Only to be disappointed by their sudden closure due to their default on their lease. Oops! We were getting hungry and didn't want to spend a lot to eat (we were banking on eating for free, after all) so didn't know what our next best option was. In our wanderings, we passed this huge car lot and Royce exclaimed, "Hey, I think that's the car sale I heard about on the radio that is giving out free Creamies this weekend!" Awesome! But . . . not so awesome. "What if they try to pressure us into buying a car", Royce lamented.

"Is there any chance you would cave and buy a car?"--Heather

"No, but still. I don't want them to pressure me."--Royce

"Well, why don't we just be straightforward with them and tell them we're not interested in a car and that we just came for the free Creamies. It's not like you're going to see them again."--Heather

"I guess . . ."--Royce

So we went. And, sure enough, as we walked through the tent doors, they had their man on us faster than we could blink. He walked us over to a table and asked, "So, what brings you in today?"

"Well, my wife was excited about the free Creamies so we decided to come in."--Royce

"Those are pretty good, aren't they? So, what kind of cars do you currently drive."--Car man

Conversation continues back and forth between me and the car man about our cars, their years, what kind of payments we're making, etc. He suggests the "great" idea of trading in our 1994 Corolla for one of their cars, and wrapping our payment on our Camry into a single payment on one of their new used cars! Then I would only have one payment!!! I tell him we're not really interested in having a new car payment. Then Royce, bless him, jumps in with "We're not really interested in buying a car. We're really just here for the free Creamies." I about died and laughed at the same time. I couldn't believe he did it! I was ready to cop-out and go with the premise that we weren't sure if we were ready for a new car yet and could we just walk around by ourselves for awhile just to avoid having to admit that we are really just big moochers. But Royce took my advice and ran with it. So after being totally baffled that we were really there just for the free food, the man showed us where the Creamies were and went on his way.

Victory! And not only did we get free Creamies, but Royce also got a free hotdog and a free Sprite. (Please don't judge us--I know we're ridiculous, but I think you secretly wish you had the guts to do it too!)

Buffet of Buffets

I don't remember who mentioned it first, Ryan or Royce. But once they started talking about it, Amy and I knew that they would inevitably find a way to make it happen. Because we are married to dreamers who also happen to be doers. No obstacle will keep these boys from reaching their dreams. Even though we had to reschedule more than once, they kept the dream alive, and even drug us (their kicking and screaming wives) into it. Kayla was talked into the dream a little more willingly, but will probably think twice now before agreeing to one of Royce and Ryan's crazy plans.

You're probably wondering, what "it" is. Well, "it" is the Buffet of Buffets (if you didn't catch that from the post title). "And what is the Buffet of Buffets?" Well, it's this deal where for the price of $45, you have 24 hours to eat at 7 different Las Vegas buffets. Not a bad deal for a weekend away. It practically pays for itself after a lunch and dinner. Which, really, is probably what most people do; maybe they throw breakfast in for good measure. But for Royce and Ryan, if they're going to do something, they're going to do it all the way.

We were well-prepared when the day arrived. Ryan did some research and figured out what was the yummiest at each buffet, how to pace ourselves but still fit in all 7, and what order to go in, not only for convenience of location, but also for the best meal progression. The boys prepared their stomachs by eating late the night before and foregoing breakfast. Apparently drinking lots of water was also supposed to help. The girls ate a normal dinner and breakfast, not planning to gorge ourselves at the buffets.

At the first buffet in Harrah's, we were all enthusiastic and ready to give it a good go. We filled our plates and even went back for seconds. Once I found out about the cotton candy station, I was done with real food. I easily downed 4 or more (it would have only been 3-ish if they hadn't switched colors right before we left).

The second buffet at The Imperial Palace was supposedly the worst of the 7. But we managed to find food that was appetizing enough, and again, we went to town. We made a friend, Frank, who showed us how to do a buffet the right way. His plate was loaded high with nothing but shrimp--his motto: figure out what you like, and stick to it. To give our stomachs time to digest everything, we played a competitive round of Bananagrams in between bites.

We were losing steam when it was time to meet Ryan's high school friends at Planet Hollywood. I was even surprisingly unenthusiastic about the possibility of more cotton candy. But not wanting to make them feel awkward while we watched them eat, we did our duty and got food. Lots of food. I don't know where we put it all, but we packed it away. The good conversation helped dull some of the pain. A break at the Bellagio fountains (and a pit-stop for Royce and me) seemed to help too.

With no one left to impress, we pitifully put a few things of dessert on our plates at Caesars Palace. Tired and stuffed to the brim, we ate a couple of bites but were unimpressed. Ryan and Royce tried to keep the enthusiasm up, but we were a hard crowd.

Anxious though we were to get home and to bed, it was time for the weigh-in. The results: Royce was up 4.4 pounds and Ryan 6. Not bad for one day!

After a good night's rest, we all felt a little less sick, but definitely not hungry. Our first destination was The Paris--my plan was to eat one crepe and maybe a pastry, but that went out the window once I was standing in line faced with delicious looking little waffles and made-to-order crepes. I ended up eating 2 crepes, several mini waffles, bacon, and . . . probably something else. Kayla and Royce got a plate of 5 different varieties of breakfast potatoes; apparently some of them tasted like soap.

After eating way more than we anticipated, we headed to The Flamingo. We unfortunately didn't have the luxury of a 2-hour break in between each buffet like we did the previous day because we had to get on the road before it was too late. I don't remember eating anything at The Flamingo, though I probably did. The food was affecting my brain by that point. Really the only memorable thing about it was the view of the atrium with live flamingos dotted throughout.

And then it was on to numero 7. This was the one buffet in Vegas I had actually been to before--The Carnival Buffet at the Rio. The food there is supposed to be the best of all the Vegas buffets--I don't think I can be called on to be a reliable judge, because nothing really tasted good at that point. The lines were pretty long, so maybe it's true. They did have some good gelato, so that was a bonus (as every other buffet was falsely advertising their ice-cream to look like gelato). But I can honestly say that I never want to eat there again. Been there, done that.

Final weigh-in: Ryan was up 4.4 pounds from his morning weight, up 6.2 from his starting weight the day before. Royce was up 4.8 pounds from his morning weight and up 4.6 from his starting weight. What an accomplishment!

After all that, it was time to head home. We said our goodbyes on the parking terrace of The Rio, quickly giving obligatory hugs so we could all pile into our cars to wallow in uncomfortable misery. Royce and Kayla at least got to sleep through the first part of their misery--I valiantly stayed awake, suffering in silence. (A little dramatic, huh. I actually didn't feel too terrible--I didn't each much other than at The Paris. Plus, I should point out that Royce drove about as much as I did on the way home, so I really can't complain.)

Postscript: In case you ever decide to attempt the Buffet of Buffets yourself (or if you ever decide to go to just one buffet in Vegas) here are our ratings.

Harrahs: 2 3/4 stars out of 5
Imperial Palace: 1 1/4 stars

Planet Hollywood: 3 1/2 stars

Caesars: 2/12 stars
Paris: 4 stars
Flamingo: no rating, but overall consensus indicated it would have been low
Rio: no rating, but overall consensus indicated it would have been middle-high

Perspective

Last night as I was loading the dishwasher, I started wondering if any of our future kids (no, not an announcement) would be as particular as I am about things like how to load the dishwasher, etc. It's not such an unlikely scenario--I've seen plenty of friends whose kids mirror them in those ways. I thought back to my own childhood and how by the time I got to the teen stage, I was quite opinionated about house organization, and would actually rearrange things my mom (who is pretty particular herself) had loaded!

And then I started to worry. What if my kids don't match my style of organization? That would drive me crazy! I thought back to an experience I had with a roommate who was (if it's possible) more particular about where things went than I was--perhaps because she had lived there longer (we surprisingly got along really well, but I don't think we could have lived together more than a year). Toward the beginning of our roommate-ship, I took it upon myself to put away some dishes that had been drying in the dish-rack. There was a bowl that I decided to put with some other bowls in one of the cupboards. Later that day I noticed it had been moved to the top of the fridge. Ok . . . This happened 2 or 3 more times within a couple of weeks. I finally conceded, and began to just put the bowl on top of the fridge. It wasn't worth a silent battle of wills.

My train of thought concluded with, what if I had married someone like me? Sometimes I find myself wishing Royce cared more about how things are put away. His philosophy is, they're in the cupboard/drawer, and in the correct cupboard/drawer at that, and that's good enough. But I often catch myself straightening the forks in the silverware tray so they lie in a nice stack, or rearranging the glasses, or re-stacking the bowls in the correct color scheme (no, I'm not kidding). Which I know I shouldn't do, because it undermines Royce's efforts and makes him less likely to want to do it in the future. But I think from now on, when I see that stack of mismatched spoons I'm going to leave it alone, smile, and be grateful that I'm not married to a mirror image of myself. Because that would be a disaster. I need my level-headed man to keep reminding me that in the grand scheme of things (and in the short-term as well) it really doesn't matter what order my colored bowls are in. It just really doesn't.

100th post! The 100 things we should have been blogging about the last 2 years

(In no particular order, because that would just stress me out too much at this point. If you actually make it through this post, you are a more patient person than I.)

1. Royce and I probably had more fun than the Fitz kids at the children's museum in Vegas.

2. Speaking of the Fitz kids, here is the Fitz fam and Royce with some horses and a Nevada sunset.

3. Have you ever wanted to fork over the $3 and try one of the hurricane simulators at the mall? Well, luckily we didn't have to. We got to try it for free at the Vegas children's museum. I thought the kids were going to panic, but they loved it.

4. My Christmas loot, including some Newberry books (a tradition now for every Christmas and birthday) and a magnetic "paper" doll. I have no shame in saying that I totally played with it on the plane ride to Texas.

5. Zoo Lights! These were at the Hogle Zoo in Utah, but I've actually seen them on other blogs from other states. This may become a tradition for us--they were really, really great.

6. Did you know you can make a day-trip of Arches National Park if you live in Utah? Especially if you're lazy like us and opt for the .3 mile hike to the viewpoint of Delicate Arch rather than the more strenuous 3 mile hike to actually walk up to the arch. It kind of looks like a fake backdrop, huh? It's not.

7. Who doesn't love seeing Rudolph's girlfriend and the Christmas giraffe?

8. Remember that one time Royce got Lasik? Well, here he is recovering. I think he was in mini-shock after the surgery, so we tucked him into bed so he wouldn't shiver so much. It's blurry because I didn't dare use a flash after the surgery--I have no idea if it's ok or not, so I went with not.

9. What's better than showing up at the mall, meeting the Chick-Fil-A cow and getting a free breakfast that you didn't know they were having? Not much!

10. Royce could totally have Mr. Incredible's job--their eyes are almost level, plus Mr. Incredible is probably wearing tall shoes. On second thought, whoever is in there probably doesn't have that wide-set of eyes, so the eyes holes are probably through the nose or something. I guess Royce is overqualified.

11. Meet the happiest man on earth at the happiest place on earth. This awesome Asian man was clapping and laughing the whole way into the cave of the Matterhorn.

12. "Take that, Amy." Long story short--on the road trip last summer, Royce wanted Cinnabon, but we had to choose between that and Churchill Downs. Amy, Ryan and Churchill Downs won. Royce didn't let it die the rest of the road trip (he contends we could have done both). We had to take a picture when he finally got his Cinnabon at the Salt Lake airport.

13. Sometimes I hate (not really) all of you who love doing crafty things and are good at it (and take the time to do it well). Here was my attempt at a Halloween advent calendar (the weights were to prop it up--they look totally random).

14. Once upon a time (in mid-October) I took Royce on a surprise weekend trip to Yellowstone. Here we are at one of the waterfalls. I look a little tired or drunk.

15. We saw lots of bison on the road at Yellowstone. Their oblivion caused many traffic jams.

16. FYI, I'm totally wearing that shirt today. In any case, this is a view from The Roof in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. Just a heads up that you can eat there for free on your birthday (sign up online). Unfortunately, if you want a date they still have to pay . . .

17. Looks like Heather and Royce posing in front of a mountain, but look closely . . . Mt. Rushmore! (I know I often have squinty eyes, but that's pretty impressive.)

18. Ryan and Royce are feeling duly chastised (it was a Sunday, afterall).

19. Even though Amy posted some of these on her blog, I am a slacker and did not post them on our blog. Can you guess who's giant feet those are?

20. Royce and I have this thing for mascots--we just have to get our picture with them, even though we may have no idea what they are. We included his sister Crystal and her husband Randall in this one.

21. This is a world's largest something. Any ideas? (Hint: it's bright)

22. Royce loves The Melting Pot. So we went for our second anniversary (that was over a year ago--holy cow!).

23. Crystal is posing with Royce and her favorite graduation gift--yeah, we totally got the owl for her.

24. Also over a year ago, we visited Royce's old roommate Micah and his wife Katie in Albuquerque (and yep, I definitely used the picture to figure out how to spell that). I'm looking nice and frumpy here . . .

25. If you want to see one of the best spots in Vegas, get away from the strip and visit the Pinball Hall of Fame; like parking in Vegas, it's free admission! Ryan especially was enthralled with this hockey game.

26. Royce and I have become big Amazing Race fans. So I attempted an Amazing Race date. It didn't really work too well since we actually weren't racing against anyone else . . . Here Royce is checking out the Fast Forward!

27. This picture of my family was taken at my grandma's funeral. My cousin who took the picture promised me my boots would not be in the picture. Apparently he lied.

28. I love having Christmas decorations up. It makes the house feel so much cozier. I can promise you that I will always let my tree be full of mismatched and sentimental ornaments--no Festival of Trees contenders at our home. We're all about the memories, not the aesthetic.

29. I have no idea where this was taken. Temple Square? Do I look like a boy here (someone in Australia thought I was a boy with my hood on . . . )?

30. A couple of years ago, we had no plans on Halloween. So we went with Crystal and Randall to a corn maze, where we met this awesome dude.

31. Despite having no plans on Halloween that year, we did have an awesome Halloween party a few days earlier where I revived my Austrian dirndl costume.

32. A year later we had an even bigger and better Halloween party. Since we don't have real tall trees in the area, Royce single-handedly worked the piñata from our bedroom window.

33. You never know what you'll see in Vegas. This candy statue of liberty in the New York, New York is pretty cool, eh?

34. Remember the mysterious World's Largest that Amy, Ryan and I were standing in earlier?Well, here it is again. Do you know what it is yet?

35. Once, when Royce was in Holland with his family, they drove all day looking for tulips. They should have just come to Temple Square. Their tulips are consistently gorgeous.

36. Back in Albuquerque, here we are at the Tinker-Town museum. The quote from the man who made Tinker-Town: "I did all this while the rest of you were watching TV." He sure did, and let me tell you, it was pretty awesome. This picture is a pretty good taste of the rest of the museum (if you look closely, you'll notice the walls are made out of bottles. I suspect he drank a lot . . .).

37. One of the pinball machines from the Pinball Hall of Fame.

38. Doesn't that hairstyle look so good on Royce?! In addition to posing with mascots, Royce and I love pictures in cutouts. This is up at the Olympic Park in Park City.

39. This was as close as Royce and I came to riding a bobsled at the Olympic Park.

40. I don't know how to make this long story short. December 31, 1999, Michelle, Lori and I made a time capsule, complete with predictions about what our lives would be like 10 years from then (complete with descriptions of our future husbands: "he has good eyes"). So, December 30, 2009 ( we couldn't all get together on the 31st) we got together to unveil the time capsule. After reminiscing and laughing at our predictions and the other things in the time capsule, Royce said to Ryan, Amy and Wes, "Come on guys, let's go get our time capsule." I thought he was just trying to be clever in the moment. But after prodding us outside, they dug up a shoebox from the snow outside our front door. They had made a time capsule dated December 20, 2009, to be opened 10 days later. It was complete with a newspaper, their favorite movie from that year, and their predictions for 10 days from then. Good memories!

41. Royce started a fun tradition of reading the Christmas story together late on Christmas Eve. We even have a little Nativity to set up as we go (not the one you see in the background).

42. Bountiful has this awesome Christmas light parade (where there are actually surprisingly few lights). Royce is stalking the deer/moose, whatever that thing is.

43. This is what I would look like if I was on the moon.

44. Again, do I look like a boy? Here we are cuddling at the corn maze.

45. Unfortunately, we rarely shop here, but Dick's in Bountiful has this awesome screen in the back of the store with a store layout, recipes (that you can print), and information about things like cheese varieties.

46. We are not very good BYU alum. I think this is the only BYU football game we've ever been to together. And I'm not even wearing blue.

47. I have a fettish for climbing in small things that are meant for children. One of these days I'm going to break something and that will be totally awesome.

48. Kolob Canyon in Zion's is a totally beautiful drive. We recommend (unless you get carsick).

49. See, I told you we liked mascots. This is the day the Orem Owl got married. No really, they had a ceremony and everything. I just wish my eyes weren't closed . . .

50. I think I've blogged about this before. Too bad. I'm too lazy to check. These huge tires actually go up and down Kennecott Copper mine (well, when they're attached to trucks).

51. No candles? No worries! Sparklers will do in a pinch.

52. I won't mention the gross story that happened this day at Lagoon. But it was a very memorable day--I can tell you that for certain (that's Royce's "little" brother Rhett).

53. My family on my dad's 70th birthday. We had a full 2 days of celebrating--he's worth it!

54. One of Royce's goals for his 30-by-30 list is to eat a lot of fried foods. We'll probably do a blog post about it sometime. In the meantime, we thought a Monte Cristo sandwich was a good addition to the fried list.

55. (Don't tell Royce this, but I think he may actually be better at basketball in a wheelchair than he is on his feet.)

56. Fried pickles anyone?

57. This was my first time going to the Festival of Trees. It was amazing, but very much overwhelming.

58. Last November, we were at my parents house and my brother said, "Is that a horse walking down the road?!" And we all said, no, there aren't horses up here, it's probably a deer (which are in abundance in my parents' neighborhood). But sure enough, we looked out the window, and there was a horse. Well, as you can imagine, animal control is hard to reach on Sunday. So we called the police. Meanwhile, it pretty well destroyed that patch of the neighbor's yard, even though we gave it plenty of apples. Apparently it may have belonged to a homeless guy who lives in the mountains near my parents' house. The police didn't seem to be too worried that the homeless guy might not be ok. And they didn't even tell us thank you for calling. Jerks.

59. Yeah, these definitely aren't in order. This is Royce, preparing to go in for his Lasik. He was a little nervous, of course, but I was surprised how nervous I was. It didn't help that they were broadcasting the procedures on TVs in the waiting room (big eyeball on a tv screen with lasers going all around it=nauseating!). We opted out of the public showing of Royce's procedure.

60. Halloween at Lagoon is surprisingly fun (I'm a samurai, in case you can't tell).

61. As we were walking across the park, debating on whether or not to go on another ride before we left, Royce said, "I dare you to run through the fountains." So I did. And that made our decision for us, because then I was wet and cold. I really can't be almost 30 when I act like I'm 13, right?

62. I never thought the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland was that great, but it was way cooler when I got to be the driver. You should try it next time you're there (but really pretend to drive--you'll feel a little silly, like you're 13, but you'll have more fun).

63. You know how when you see people wearing matching reunion shirts and you're always glad you're not one of them? Well, that's how I usually feel about matching shirts. But these ones are totally adorable, wouldn't you agree?

64. Plus, it made me feel a little less stupid being 29 and getting a picture by myself with Minnie (everyone else was on the Tower of Terror, which I haaaate so much).

65. So what if this was on our Christmas card. I need to get to 100 somehow.

66. Remember that totally awesome Halloween party we had this year? Well, Royce's mom made us these awesome PEZ costumes. Unfortunately, no one knew what we were supposed to be (we're the bride and groom PEZ, FYI).

67. Our first day at Yellowstone, we drove straight from a baptism and didn't have a chance to change. Royce was a little embarrassed to be seen in Sunday Clothes at a National Park, but it was nice to feel cute and not just dirty in nature for once.

68. See how nice Royce looks with Old Faithful?

69. Apparently I have an eye disease (not serious--no worries), so I have to get my eyes dilated almost every time I go to the eye doctor now. This time, it lasted in the one eye a lot longer than the other. How creepy would it be if my eyes always looked like that? (or if I really didn't have a neck, like in that picture)

70. This was the one ride at Cedar Point that didn't have a two hour line. And it was totally fun. We got to race horses (and they took turns being in the lead). The forward motion was a nice alternative to the up and down of a merry-go-round.

71. Once upon a time, I let Ryan do surgery on my husband. I'm not sure it was such a good idea.

72. Fried smores at Hogle Zoo. Mmmmm (they really were good).

73. I have no comment for this picture.

74. Back in November we helped Lori and Wes with building their house. We were going to go back and help again, but we never made it, which I'm really sad about. But it was really fun (and totally exhausting--don't know how people do that kind of work every day).

75. Royce and I visited Boston in April to celebrate our anniversary. We were too cheap to pay the price the scalpers wanted to see a game, but we did get to enjoy Fenway Park on a tour.

76. While in Boston, we enjoyed the Freedom Trail where we got to learn more about the founding of our country, and even saw some graves of famous Founding Fathers, like Samuel Adams.

77. So I honestly don't think my hair has ever gotten this long before. Close, maybe, but this was just out of control. I was going to do before and after pictures, but I forgot the after part. So here's before:

78. And this picture, taken a few weeks later, will have to suffice for after. Much better!

79. Royce and I took a last minute cruise to Amsterdam and Norway. The original plan was to go to Italy and Switzerland, but the flights didn't work out too well. Here we are on a canal cruise in Amsterdam . . .

80. With an old wooden Norwegian house . . .

81. Trying out Norwegian stilts . . .

82. Playing leap-frog with some bears in Oslo . . .

83. In the beautiful Lysefjord . . .

84. With a waterfall on the Flam railway route . . .

85. With one of Royce's Norwegian ancestors . . .

86. Not the best picture of the gorgeous Sognefjord, but you get the idea . . .

87. With a statue of Ole Bull, the most (only?) famous Norwegian violinist . . .

88. And Edvard Grieg (trust me, you know who he is--think "In Hall of the Mountain King") . . .

89. And overlooking Bergen, Norway.

90. We became great friends with our table-mates, Kevin and Ineke, on the cruise. We've emailed back and forth several times and they've even sent Royce a birthday card.

91. After the cruise we spent another 6 days in England where we visited Trafalgar Square . . .

92. Saw a couple of plays, including Alfred Hitchcock's "The 39 Steps" . . .

93. And Agatha Christie's "The Mousetrap", aka the longest-running show "of the modern era" . . .

94. Visited Stonehenge . . .

95. And Bath . . .

96. Played a little Gershwin along the Thames . . .

97. Impersonated a British guard (who had abandoned his post) . . .

98. And visited Peter Pan.

99. Phew. That leads us to our family reunion, of which we have no pictures because my camera broke right beforehand. My brother-in-law was nice enough to send one along. This is my entire family (minus my sister-in-law who was taking the pictures--we took some with her as well, and she's going to do some photo-shopping to get us all in)--all 38 of us.

100. I don't think this post would be complete without remembering our dear friend Wes Truman. We spent several evenings the last few months visiting with Wes and Lori, and we will treasure those, as well as our many memories of Wes from years past. (These are the last two pictures I have of Wes on my camera, both from last October.) We miss you Wes!