This is how we roll...

This is what I like to call, "Studying for the bar." Yeah, just me and Mason J, rollin' in the streets of Sandy, like straight up G's. And very safe in our helmets!

This sums it up...

I meant to make this post before we left, but things got a little busy. So here it is now. A lot changed in almost three years, as can be seen by taking a quick look back. So here's the before, after, and a few things in between.

I had no idea what was in store for us at this time. A few twists and turns... but it all worked out.

And that's a wrap.

But enough about the past... as soon as I get this this whole test thing done with, and Becky get's her whole school thing through, and Paul finally figures out that whole toilet thing... well, then we can get on with the next three years. Can't wait...

Can I graduate? Yes.

Those of you paying any attention have figured out that this blog was temporarily shut down, and honestly, there probably won't be a lot of action this summer due to the current situation. Becky has the camera, and I have the blog... Becky's in Montana, and I'm in Utah. So... there you have it. Most of you have already seen these pictures, but for those that have not, here are just a few from graduation, brought to you by Jag Photography:

Mother and father with youngest (and favorite) child.

All three in one place... an uncommon occurrence anymore. Hopefully again soon though.

The Florida Sellers... to think, we drove 3,000 miles, slept on an empty apartment floor, lost our hair (me), added a third party, spent many long nights in books and a rocking chair... and it was all really leading up to this day. But there were so many amazing days in Florida in between that we'll never forget. And now, on to the next!

Celebrate Good Times

A while back we heard about this town called Celebration, Florida, a community designed and built entirely by Disney, basically just to show how much money they make and that they can build their own town if they feel like it. I guess the hundreds of dollars the mouse charges everybody to see him for a day equals out to quite a sum of money each year.

So anyway, this town was supposed to be some sort of community of the future, but really it looked like the 1955 version of Hill Valley in Back to the Future. If everybody in town had owned a Bel Air (or an 81 Delorean complete with flux capacitator!) it would have seemed about right.



It was pretty basic. Town square complete with fountain, lake with “Beware of Gators” sign, and an assortment of local crafty shops. Paul was not a huge fan of the water play area, even though he’s liked these things in the past. I guess the water shooting up at his face just wasn’t his thing on this day, as can be seen in this photo:

The neighborhoods were pretty nice though. The houses weren’t overly large or anything, just the whole white picket fence and wrap around porch style. But if you lived here you’d have to have a season pass to Disney World, as the town has its own road straight into the park. But we didn’t make it to see Mickey this time, so maybe someday we’ll have to come back when Paul’s old enough to remember it.