Thanksgiving this year had a slightly different flavor than usual. Chase and I were in town to go skiing on opening day at Snowbasin! I haven't spent Thanksgiving in Ogden at home for a loooong time. My family generally goes to Grand Cayman in years past, California to watch Avery play soccer, Las Vegas to visit Lauren and Sean, Park City or St. George. But this year, we were able to participate in the novelty ritual of opening day at the ski resort! We got up to Snowbasin just after it opened, confused as all get out about how on earth we would be skiing on dirt and rocks and weeds. We rode up the gondola and headed down the mountain on surprisingly soft-ish snow. We were only able to ski down to the Middle Bowl lift where the line was not short or fast. After taking two half runs, the lift broke down and mobs of people went under the ropes and skied all the way down to the grass runway at the base. It was a blast! Zach, a true die hard, slept in line all night in the cold in order to be in the first lift up. He was interviewed by Park City TV and the newspaper!
After skiing we headed home to Dad's house to eat breakfast and play darts. We then hurried to get cleaned up and make corn pudding to take to Aunt Susan's house. Dinner was fabulous! Classic turkey, yams, potatoes and pie! Unfortunately Chase and I had to leave a little early to meet Lauren and Sean to take off on our ROAD TRIP to BOULDER, COLORADO!!! We met at park n' ride and started off on the nine hour drive. Baby Hudson was a champ! Most of our stops were for us old folks. Sean drove and got us their safely at about 1:30 am. We stayed at the Millennium Hotel right by the University of Colorado. We wanted to go to breakfast at Crepes a la Carte, but it wasn't open for breakfast. We went to a little bakery on Pearl Street instead. We walked Pearl Street and head to the CU v. Utah football game. It was so fun! I ate a nasty cheese burger and loved it! It was so fun to be back on the campus. It really is the most amazing setting. The game started with a touchdown by Utah on the second down. We thought it was going to be a blow out, but it turned out to be a great game! There were back to back kick off returns in the forth quarter and it was tied until the very end. Utah scored one more time for the win. So fun! That night we at the Boulder Chop house and went back to the hotel to watch The Grinch!
The next morning we ate at The Walnut Cafe. Our waitress asked if she could hold Hudson and just walked around the restaurant showing him off. It was hilarious! Then we went to campus and played frisbee on Ferrand Field. The campus is so beautiful! Then we went to Buffalo Wild Wings. I think it is the original, not sure. It was fun! That night we had dinner at The Med and walked pearl street (this trip centered partially on eating lots and lots of good food). It was sooooo good! We got a caramel apple and went to World Market before calling it a night. I got to give Hudders a bath! He is the sweetest little thing in the world. The next morning Stacie and Johnny met us at The Buff for breakfast. It was so good to see old friends!
The drive home us looooong. Hudson only had one moment when he needed to get out of his seat and he let us know! We stopped at Little America for dinner and made it home in about 8 hours. This is the first trip Chase and I have gotten to take with Lauren and Sean. I hope we make it a tradition. I feel like I know little Hudson so much more after the trip. We all had toooo much fun together, and I loved seeing Boulder with some of my favorite people. Life is about seeing and doing and experiencing, and we did all of that!!
Chloe and Chase Reynolds
11.13.2012
The Presidential Election
So, as the semester winds down, it is getting harder and harder to focus. So, blog time. I am going to see how consistent I can be (knock on wood). A big topic that I have yet to discuss is the presidential election that took place last week.
Leading up the to the election, Chase was in charge of an initiative on campus; Voter Registration. He organized people and marketing in order to get as many people on campus registered in time to vote as possible. I am so proud! He did a great job. Little Weber State was kicking but the whole time, up until the very end. SLCC ending up beating us by a hair. Chase and I attended all of the debates and tried to stay informed. We watched 2016 (yes, biased information) and bought Romney shirts. We were 100% Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan supporters. Without too much detail, I am impressed with the past accomplishments of Romney. He is a businessman, not a career politician. It's like my history teacher in high school; Hunna (Mr. Brown) had LIVED the history he was teaching. He had traveled to see and touch and talk and learn, then he came to teach. Mitt has been around the block when it comes to handling lots of money and turning crisis into success (Salt Lake Olympics). Obama, who I respect as the President, did not do a number of things he said he would do in his first term. The deficit went from 4 trillion to 16 trillion. TRILLION. How many is 1 trillion? One trillion seconds is over 31,000 YEARS. Ok, so a lot. A trillion is a lot. Also, I can't stand the ever increasing expectations about how the government is supposed to 'take care' of it's citizens. Handouts are bad. End of story. Though controversial, this is hilarious "Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Give a man a welfare check, and he will vote democrat for the rest of his life." Also, I don't agree with Obama's Healthcare Act. I have a huge problem with the healthcare industry being so regulated by government. Take an economics class if you haven't; in a free market economy businesses are allowed success or failure. Supply and demand drives capitalism. Some industries like military and public lands cannot be run by the private sector. But healthcare should be, in my humble opinion, the most perfectly run industry in the world. By allowing doctors to set and advertise prices and success rates, shopping for a physician would be much more possible. Then, crappy doctors would go out of business. The quality of healthcare would improve. That is only the first snippet of why socialized health care is the pits. Side note; my dad wants to expand his business and Obama's administration has made the impossible. Also, forcing people to buy health insurance? Ya, that will work. *sarcasm*
Anyway, I am sad that Mitt Romney is not going to be president. I felt personally defeated on election night. I shed a tear or two. But am I hunkering down for all hell to break loose? No. I am grateful for my beliefs that make it so easy to look forward with faith and hope. God is our king, and he guides the happenings of this great nation, even now.
A lot has been said as far as opinions go concerning the results of the election. My favorite summary is this; my seminary teacher from high school posted it on his Facebook after the election...
"I may not agree with the choices made by others, but my allegiance is to God and America, and I will support both. I will support the President in anything good and right that is initiated...and I will pray for him. I will pray for both sides of the aisle to work together for the betterment of the land I love and the protection of the freedoms we all enjoy. Bickering and complaining does not change things, it just festers within oneself and annoys others. I pledge to be a better citizen, neighbor, father, husband, and saint so that I can be a blessing to all I come in contact with. God bless the USA." - Mike Woodbury
Leading up the to the election, Chase was in charge of an initiative on campus; Voter Registration. He organized people and marketing in order to get as many people on campus registered in time to vote as possible. I am so proud! He did a great job. Little Weber State was kicking but the whole time, up until the very end. SLCC ending up beating us by a hair. Chase and I attended all of the debates and tried to stay informed. We watched 2016 (yes, biased information) and bought Romney shirts. We were 100% Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan supporters. Without too much detail, I am impressed with the past accomplishments of Romney. He is a businessman, not a career politician. It's like my history teacher in high school; Hunna (Mr. Brown) had LIVED the history he was teaching. He had traveled to see and touch and talk and learn, then he came to teach. Mitt has been around the block when it comes to handling lots of money and turning crisis into success (Salt Lake Olympics). Obama, who I respect as the President, did not do a number of things he said he would do in his first term. The deficit went from 4 trillion to 16 trillion. TRILLION. How many is 1 trillion? One trillion seconds is over 31,000 YEARS. Ok, so a lot. A trillion is a lot. Also, I can't stand the ever increasing expectations about how the government is supposed to 'take care' of it's citizens. Handouts are bad. End of story. Though controversial, this is hilarious "Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Give a man a welfare check, and he will vote democrat for the rest of his life." Also, I don't agree with Obama's Healthcare Act. I have a huge problem with the healthcare industry being so regulated by government. Take an economics class if you haven't; in a free market economy businesses are allowed success or failure. Supply and demand drives capitalism. Some industries like military and public lands cannot be run by the private sector. But healthcare should be, in my humble opinion, the most perfectly run industry in the world. By allowing doctors to set and advertise prices and success rates, shopping for a physician would be much more possible. Then, crappy doctors would go out of business. The quality of healthcare would improve. That is only the first snippet of why socialized health care is the pits. Side note; my dad wants to expand his business and Obama's administration has made the impossible. Also, forcing people to buy health insurance? Ya, that will work. *sarcasm*
Anyway, I am sad that Mitt Romney is not going to be president. I felt personally defeated on election night. I shed a tear or two. But am I hunkering down for all hell to break loose? No. I am grateful for my beliefs that make it so easy to look forward with faith and hope. God is our king, and he guides the happenings of this great nation, even now.
A lot has been said as far as opinions go concerning the results of the election. My favorite summary is this; my seminary teacher from high school posted it on his Facebook after the election...
"I may not agree with the choices made by others, but my allegiance is to God and America, and I will support both. I will support the President in anything good and right that is initiated...and I will pray for him. I will pray for both sides of the aisle to work together for the betterment of the land I love and the protection of the freedoms we all enjoy. Bickering and complaining does not change things, it just festers within oneself and annoys others. I pledge to be a better citizen, neighbor, father, husband, and saint so that I can be a blessing to all I come in contact with. God bless the USA." - Mike Woodbury
The church came out with an official statement here--http://www.mormonnewsroom.org/article/statement-on-election-result
And finally, I had a talk with my boss Devin at work. He told me about a talk given at church by Matt Godfrey, the last Mayor of Ogden. Matt's talk sited a talk given by President Hinckley in October 2001 conference called "The Times in Which we live". Towards the end, President Hinckley mentions Pharaoh's dream about the seven fat and seven lean kine (seven years of plenty and seven years of famine). EXACTLY seven years later, almost to the day, the stock market crashed and the recession began. So, here we are four years after. Maybe in three more years, something will change for the better. That, my friends, is cool. My hat is off to Matt for doing his duty in researching the words of the prophets to spread hope and faith in God's plan. Life goes on.
11.12.2012
Appendectomy
So. Trying to update the blog for an entire year was hard. I didn't remember everything, so here are a few more plugs.
I got my appendix taken out this summer. The weirdest day. So Chase and I were staying a couple days on Weber State's campus for the Student Government retreat. (Chase is the Government Relations Director and I am Chief of Staff for WSU Student Association). It was a blast! 100 of us all staying in dorms and staying up toooooo late. The next morning I woke up with a horrifying stomach ache. I told Chase how weird it felt; I wasn't just my stomach, it was my entire abdomen. I couldn't eat anything. I couldn't get comfortable. I ended up writhing in pain on a couch in the bathroom of the Student Union. Gross, I know, but I was desperate. I threw up 6 times between 9 am and 11 am. I kept telling Chase I was fine so he could attend the meeting with Damian Lillard. The sweetest girl, Lesli, found me in the bathroom and would not leave! She refused to believe I was fine. So just when I felt like I was approaching death's door, I went down to the campus doctor and sat there crying for 20 minutes. I caved and called Chase and he came down. He was a little confused because I had been telling him I was fine, then he found me in a doctor's office curled up on the floor bawling. He called my dad, Dad called Dr. Carabine. We all met at Dr. Carabine's house and he examined me. He concluded that I had appendicitis. He headed to the hospital and got a CT scan. The radiologist confirmed it was appendicitis. From radiology we went straight to surgery. The moment I was changed into a gown, they knocked me out. The last thing I remember was the anesthesiologist saying, "Has anyone in your family had problems with anesthesia? There is a possibility of death. UM HELLO. The stuff is already being pumped into my arm! Bad timing doc. Anyway. I was in and out of surgery by I think 4 pm. I am so grateful my dad is a doc and was able to get me in with Dr. Carabine. I didn't worry for a second. I have known Dr. Carabine and his family for 10 years. I trusted him completely. Anyway, when I woke up, I was bawling. I said to my dad who was in recovery with me, "I am not in pain, I just can't stop crying!" And I continued to be a basket case as they wheeled me through the halls to my room. I was told I had to stay over night. Had I known how expensive those rooms are per night, I would have marched out right then! Megan, Jeff and Tony were all there in my room. Mom, Dad, Zach and Ave all came too. Chase slept in a little chair all night so I wouldn't be alone. It was a weird experience. My plan for the weekend was to fly to Las Vegas at 5 to help Lauren move home at 36 weeks pregnant. But that obviously fell through and Sean ended up taking my ticket to help Lauren. I was only in serious pain for about three days, but I couldn't laugh for three weeks without holding my stomach in pain! The day after surgery, I went to Alli Story Allen's wedding. I didn't want to miss it! My mom took me because Chase was at work. After walking in and standing for about 5 minutes, I started to feel like my stomach was contracting and it made me hunch over. I headed for the car and by the time I got there I was talking 5 inch steps, painful steps. Too much too soon! Three months later I have three scars about an inch long each. I am so grateful for modern medicine and for my doctor and my family!
I got my appendix taken out this summer. The weirdest day. So Chase and I were staying a couple days on Weber State's campus for the Student Government retreat. (Chase is the Government Relations Director and I am Chief of Staff for WSU Student Association). It was a blast! 100 of us all staying in dorms and staying up toooooo late. The next morning I woke up with a horrifying stomach ache. I told Chase how weird it felt; I wasn't just my stomach, it was my entire abdomen. I couldn't eat anything. I couldn't get comfortable. I ended up writhing in pain on a couch in the bathroom of the Student Union. Gross, I know, but I was desperate. I threw up 6 times between 9 am and 11 am. I kept telling Chase I was fine so he could attend the meeting with Damian Lillard. The sweetest girl, Lesli, found me in the bathroom and would not leave! She refused to believe I was fine. So just when I felt like I was approaching death's door, I went down to the campus doctor and sat there crying for 20 minutes. I caved and called Chase and he came down. He was a little confused because I had been telling him I was fine, then he found me in a doctor's office curled up on the floor bawling. He called my dad, Dad called Dr. Carabine. We all met at Dr. Carabine's house and he examined me. He concluded that I had appendicitis. He headed to the hospital and got a CT scan. The radiologist confirmed it was appendicitis. From radiology we went straight to surgery. The moment I was changed into a gown, they knocked me out. The last thing I remember was the anesthesiologist saying, "Has anyone in your family had problems with anesthesia? There is a possibility of death. UM HELLO. The stuff is already being pumped into my arm! Bad timing doc. Anyway. I was in and out of surgery by I think 4 pm. I am so grateful my dad is a doc and was able to get me in with Dr. Carabine. I didn't worry for a second. I have known Dr. Carabine and his family for 10 years. I trusted him completely. Anyway, when I woke up, I was bawling. I said to my dad who was in recovery with me, "I am not in pain, I just can't stop crying!" And I continued to be a basket case as they wheeled me through the halls to my room. I was told I had to stay over night. Had I known how expensive those rooms are per night, I would have marched out right then! Megan, Jeff and Tony were all there in my room. Mom, Dad, Zach and Ave all came too. Chase slept in a little chair all night so I wouldn't be alone. It was a weird experience. My plan for the weekend was to fly to Las Vegas at 5 to help Lauren move home at 36 weeks pregnant. But that obviously fell through and Sean ended up taking my ticket to help Lauren. I was only in serious pain for about three days, but I couldn't laugh for three weeks without holding my stomach in pain! The day after surgery, I went to Alli Story Allen's wedding. I didn't want to miss it! My mom took me because Chase was at work. After walking in and standing for about 5 minutes, I started to feel like my stomach was contracting and it made me hunch over. I headed for the car and by the time I got there I was talking 5 inch steps, painful steps. Too much too soon! Three months later I have three scars about an inch long each. I am so grateful for modern medicine and for my doctor and my family!
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