Family Vacation

Oh the days of the family vacation. Mom and dad pack all of the kids in the car and drive across the country to some destination (usually chosen by mom and dad). The car is packed with tents, sleeping bags, coolers full of food, and lots of little bodies. At first things are fine and dandy, and then everyone starts to get on everyone else's nerves. "Mom he hit me." "Get your feet off of me." "Do I need to pull this car over!?!" (Just a few I'm sure you've heard)

I remember these days and I'm sad to admit that most of the time I was one who complained and one who was not pleased with the destination that my parents had picked. However, now that I am older and much wiser I have realized the beauty of the places my family used to vacation and the reason my parents took us there. And when I look back on those times I smile and remember the fun I had.

Joseph and I recently vacationed in Yellowstone National Park. It was our first family vacation without in-laws or siblings. We hiked, fished, biked, camped, built fires, and enjoyed gorgeous scenery. Here are a few of our favorite pictures.

The Dental Hygienist's Diet

I have a new diet for all of you out there looking to fit into your bathing suits, it's called the Dental Hygienist's Diet, guaranteed to help you drop the pounds you've been housing on your back, belly, or thighs. Let me share with your my inspiration for this new diet.

Over the past two weeks I've had to observe a dental hygienist for eight hours, in order to fulfill a requirement for my dental hygiene program. Now this is all fine and dandy, I don't mind spending my time in a dentist's office, actually I quite enjoy it. It has however, become my inspiration to avoid fast food like the plague.

Yesterday a woman in her 30's came in for her six month check up. Pretty simple. This woman had just come from work and "had not had time to eat." She carried in with her a bag of Wendy's. In fact this woman worked at Wendy's. As she sat in the waiting room, she scarfed down some of her fries and Mr. Pibb. When it was time for her to come back to get her teeth cleaned, she didn't brush the Wendy's off, she merely sat down in the chair, with a big nasty grin on her face.


just to give you a little taste

I was dry heaving in the chair next to her, the burger breath, combined with the chunks of fry in her teeth was almost more than I could bare. I vowed right then and there to never eat at Wendy's again. Not only were her teeth disgusting, but I was up close and personal with a food preparer (fly down, dirt under the nails, greasy hair, etc., etc.). So that's it for me. The more time I spend cleaning people's teeth, the skinnier I should get. So I beg of you, to help me avoid anorexia, please brush your teeth before visiting your dentist.

Ah, nice teeth