The Rite of Spring

Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let's go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let's go fly a kite
Let's go fly a kite!

24+1=old?

I'm 25.

I am 25.

I am not young anymore. Or am I? Isn't youth a state of mind? True, my body is getting older and wearing down, but I still do and enjoy things that I did and enjoyed as a youngster. I offer the picture of forking as evidence of that. (Don't worry, the fella who lives there deserved it:) ) Obviously the people you hang out with also help in that arena. When you are around happy people you are happy. Around sad people, you are sad. So if you hang out with people that act young and fun, then by default you are young and fun loving!

I think my quarter-life crisis is just about over though. I don't know if I'll be alone for the rest of my life or if I'll have someone to share things with. I don't know if I'll be a peon in my careers or if I'll end up a CEO. What I DO know is that God has a plan for me. I do know that'll I'll always have an adventurous spirit. I do know that I'll find happiness on whatever path I end up on. I know that there are people that love me, cheer for me, and encourage me. I know that my life is pretty good.

I am 25. My car insurance rates are going down! I'm a quarter of a century old! I can rent a car, I can mentor kids, I can go on vacations without having to check in with anybody, I can do anything. I am 25!

What did I do on my b-day? I went geocaching in the morning and had some great history lessons. I joined a new gym where the $100 enrollment fee was waived. Some friends took me out to dinner where I had to stand on a chair and be sung to. I saw a funny movie and had great conversations. I forked a friend's yard. I talked to lots of friends and family on the phone. I had a great day.

Happy Trails.
CF

More Sledding Pics

Ode to Sledding

Ode to Sledding

Round sled
Long sled
Plastic sled
Wood sled
You all bring me joy
I'm glad I'm not a boy.

Yesterday, Greeley recieved a few inches of awesome dry snow. Perfect for snowballs, snowmen, and SLEDDING!! I wasn't able to make it out though until today. Stupid Colorado and its stupid sun started melting the snow mid-morning today. I had to make a move and it had to be soon if I wanted to get my sledding in.

I had sent out a sled-invite yesterday evening and only had one taker. So we hit the single, solitary hill in Greeley this afternoon. As the pics show ya, there was a good deal of grass. Not so great for sledding, but we made due.

So a big THANKS to Angela for hanging out with me today. We need to find her a sled though. Tupperware lids, boxes, and just plain, old-fashioned rolling down the hill aren't as great as having a sled.

Into the Wild Blue Yonder

Okay, so I didn’t think I would type on this blog as much as I have already.

Today was just a flying day then off to work. Nothing special or out of the ordinary. Right? Well…Starting in Rochester, NWA was trying to get all the people whose flights were canceled yesterday off into the wild blue this morning. My 8:40 flight was pushed to 9 and the people who were supposed to leave at 7:55 were still at the gate waiting to board. So the counter clerk was trying as best she could (with passengers breathing down her neck) to get everybody onto this one plane because the flight crew for the 8:40 flight was missing. Four of us were in no big hurry, so we offered to wait for the flight crew for the other plane. The said missing crew shows up as the last passengers are getting on the first plane. One more passenger shows up for the second plane. The five of us are having a great time already chatting and getting ready for a party on the plane. We start to board when the gal at the ticket desk starts yelling on her radio that the first plane cannot take off yet because she wasn’t done clearing everybody. We’re all hooting and having a great time at the other plane’s expense, of course. We’re allowed to sit any on the plane that we want. I got made fun of because I took a seat further back than everybody else. I tried explaining “that’s where the cool kids sit”, but they weren’t going for it. Later in the 20min. flight one of the gentlemen turned and asked why I wasn’t talking, that he’d almost forgotten about me, and started laughing because he figured out that I was the Sky Marshal. ☺ This gave everybody a good laugh. We landed safely (Although, the stewardess almost didn’t make it to her seat before we touched down. It was her 2nd or 3rd flight ever.) unloaded very quickly, and headed out. Three of us went in the same direction and talked some more. Turned out that one fella is in the airline industry and now works for Delta. He was just a little information booth within himself!

Next, whilst walking around looking for things to do I noticed an Apple computer at Chili’s. I then noticed that the user of said computer was wearing A LOT of USA Roots clothing and that his laptop had a USA Luge sticker on it. Now, I think anybody who puts a sticker on a laptop is pretty hard-core for whatever the sticker is about. I think this guy was on the USA Luge team! How exciting!!!!

But, my lunch is finished (I ate at Chili’s) and I still need to find my gate. It’s not posted on any of the screens and the Info lady could only get me in the general area. My flight doesn’t have an actual gate yet apparently. So once again into the wild blue towards the purple mountains majesty.

Final Note: There are some things one never wants to hear when getting ready to fly. These are the one’s I’ve heard and enjoyed. Pilot: “I refuse to fly this plane.” Airport Ticket Agent: “Has anybody seen the DC-9 Crew?”

Ah the Beautiful Snow!

I should be writing this post from my home in Greeley, but I'm not. I had everything packed, celebrated an early B-day, said my good-byes to my folks, and was finishing some errands for Shel and Shawn when an automated NWA attendant called and told me my flight was cancelled. My flight shoud've left Rochester at 6:14 and I was called about 4:45. Turned out to be a good thing b/c Lucas and I were kinda meandering around Target. It also gave me some more time with the crew. So, sorry work people and ya for me!

Yesterday though Shel had some craziness. Shel, the Boys and I were at the mall and stopped at a Beauty Salon, whose name is to be withheld, to visit one of their friends. Shel used the opportunity to go change Jonas' diaper in an open conference room. While in there, Jonas peed the most pee he has ever peed before. Shel tried to "deal" with the situation the best she could to keep pee from going everywhere. (Dealing includes pinching and covering.) After removing Jonas' soaked onesie he decided to poop. He's pooping while on his back so the poop is just squishing and oozing out into this HUGE puddle of pee! At this time Lucas tells Shel that he wants to come find me in the waiting area and just takes off. Shel grabs a semi-clothed Jonas (leaving this urine/feces mess on the table) and finds me to pass the Boys off. The good person that Shel is, she goes back to wipe up the mess with baby blankets.

The Final Note: I love snow and if you ever go to a meeting at the unnamed beauty salon in Rochester, be sure to bring some Antiseptic Hand Cleanser!!

Roch

So here's how the story goes. There was a bit of a snow storm last Sunday and Monday. The highways from Rochester to Minneapolis were closed, so the Fagan family wasn't able to go up. But, Lucas, my nephew, ended up in ditch. The crazy part is, he's not quite three. Apparently he was out driving, went into a ditch, and got salt in his eyes. He's a VERY imaginative little boy. Later on Monday, Lucas (L-Dog to his friends) and I went on a trip to Egypt. We went hiking, surfing, canoeing, rode camels, and climbed a few mountains along the way. I've never been to Egypt, so I was definitely excited.

Rochester, MN is a great place to visit...in the Spring time. Check out Whistle Binkie's if you're in the area.