Play Time with Cousins

Glenn loved being in Utah and close to his cousins.  He had many opportunities to play with them, especially when I was working on the house.  One time though I was able to watch Kirsta's kids while she and Morian had a fun date.  

Our day together started off with a sort of game/puzzle we had bought recently.  It's all about shapes and how they can fit together to make other shapes.  The kids had fun with them, especially Devin.

The Return of Sunnye

So I don't remember if I mentioned this before, but Glenn left his favorite stuffed animal, Sunnye, in Portugal.

Sunnye (and yes, that is the spelling.  We asked Glenn how to spell it, and that's what he said.) had traveled to many different places with us.  He was a good travel companion for Glenn.  I was amazed that with all of our comings and goings that he always managed to be with us at the end of the day.

Until one day...

Memorial Day

Glenn and I were in Utah for Memorial Day.  I love this time of year when we can gather as a family and eat so many yummy and fresh foods!  

The Lehi House Part 3: All Done!

And now the pictures that you've all been waiting for!!

The Lehi House Part 2: The Inside

We determined that if we wanted the house to look it's best, we would need to repaint every wall and put in new carpet.  I went back and forth, trying to decide if I could do it myself--the painting, I mean--but I finally decided that it was worth the money to have professionals take care of it.  We first had to get the walls ready to be painted.  We took off the interesting wall frame that had been put in before we lived there.  I also spent hours and hours scrubbing inside.  We scrubbed every. single. wall!  And that is not exaggerating!  It took a lot of patience to scrub each wall, each cabinet--everywhere!  I listened to General Conference while scrubbing to help the time go by and also to help me keep a good attitude. : D

The Lehi House Part 2: The Outside

I'm sure looking at those "before" pictures was kind of depressing.  But not to worry, I got started on things right away.  The first day that I took pictures, I also had lunch with Paul's mom, his aunt, his brother and his cousin--at delicious Cafe Rio.  Then they all came back to the house with me and helped with yard work.  I feel bad that I didn't get any pictures of them helping--but I sure did appreciate their help!!  Thanks again!

Over the course of two months, I spent a lot of time out in the yard, trying to get it to look presentable.  We determined that the front lawn was pretty much dead and just needed to be ripped out.  I made this sound like it was an easy decision, but it took a lot of debating and wondering and figuring.  Paul and I had had trouble with it when we lived there.  We decided to do what we would've done if we had continued to live there--we would rip out the ugly, rotting railroad ties, the stones and the tree stumps.  We then wanted it grated and smoothed out.  It took a lot of phone calls to see who could help us rip it out and do all this work, but eventually I got it worked out.  We actually had one guy say he could do it--charging several hundred--but then at the last minute he backed out.  Ah!  So I scrambled and found another guy who said he could do it--and charged significantly less and did it in less time.  So that sure was a blessing.

The Lehi House Part 1: The Basement

So I had to continue with the tour of the home and went downstairs.  It looked like a kid had taken a permanent marker and just hit it against the wall with each step.

The Lehi House Part 1: The Upstairs and Garage

Next I ventured inside.  I was slightly hopeful that I wouldn't have to do a ton of cleaning, because the renters had said they hired professional cleaners.  Even from looking at the door, I saw that either they lied to us, or the cleaners came and couldn't get in.  Or the cleaners came and saw how gross it was and decided to not even try.  We didn't contact the renters to find out either way, so we don't know the reason.  But from that first step I knew I would be in Utah a lot longer than I or Paul had thought. :(

The Lehi House Part 1: The Outside

Just after our first family get together, I headed down to Lehi to see what the house looked like (May 20th).  We had gotten word from the renters that they had had it professionally cleaned the day after they moved out. I went down, thinking that I wouldn't have too much work to do--maybe a little bit of yard work here and there, but mostly just a little maintenance.  Boy, was I wrong!

I drove up to the house, saw the dead lawn, the overgrown flower beds, the completely overgrown and neglected garden and fruit trees, trash and junk left everywhere, broken fence gate and slats, broken and ripped out window screens...oh, and that last picture, I'll let you guess what you think it is...

Softball

On Wednesday May 22nd, my sister Kirsta's ward was getting together to play softball: the women verses the young women.  She invited Maren and I to come play with her.  It had been so long since I played and I was so excited to get out there on the field again!

Family Get Together (First of Many)

After our short stay in the Staybridge, Glenn and I flew out to Utah on Saturday May 18th.  Paul "moved" into an apartment here in Austin that same day.  Before we left for Spain--back in March--I met a sister from one of the wards here in Austin.  She had asked if there was anything she could help us with.  I had mentioned that we needed a place to stay during the summer months here in Austin because we would be heading back to Spain.  She talked with a girl and found out that they were looking for someone to take over their apartment lease during the summer.  Perfect!  The timing was so perfect for both of us that we knew it was an answer to both of our prayers!  So that Saturday, Paul moved into their apartment--with their things so we didn't have to take stuff out of storage--and Glenn and I went to Utah.  We had had renters in our Lehi house when we moved to Virginia and then to Texas.  They had moved out in April and I went to Utah to get the house ready to sell.  We didn't really like being landlords, especially from so far away.  And we figured that we wouldn't be moving back, and so the best thing was to sell the home and let another family create wonderful memories there.

That first Sunday that we were in Utah we had a family get together on my Dad's side.  While the adults were eating and visiting, the kids were finding costumes and dressing up.  
They sure were cute!

 Kenzie. Devin. Glenn.

Haircuts

Once we returned from Spain, we went back to the Staybridge hotel.  It was almost like returning home. :D  We were there for almost a week.  The first thing we did, after sleeping through the night of course, was get haircuts.  

Glenn likes to cut Paul's hair.

Good-bye Spain!

We returned to Madrid in the evening of Monday May 13th.  We had a hard time getting to our apartment--again because of their crazy and confusing freeway system and exits, and then also their insanely crazy and confusing city streets.  I don't even know how we eventually found our hotel, but we did.  We were there much later than we wanted and expected, but thankfully we were pretty well packed and ready to fly home the next day.  We did have a few errands to run that night and we wanted to get to bed early...but that didn't happen.  The next morning my parents' flight was at 11am, so Paul drove them to the airport with the rental car, then dropped it off, and then caught the metro back to the hotel just in time to take the taxi with Glenn and I and all our stuff to the airport.

We were so excited to be on our way home.  We took a couple pictures at the airport--we liked the rainbow of colors on the support beams.

 

Merida, Spain

Monday May 13th we left Portugal and made our way back to Madrid.  We had just one more stop.  We stopped in Merida.  It was a city founded by the Romans and so we wanted to see the ruins that were there. 

Spanish and Portuguese Countryside

I wanted to share a few pictures that we took from the car.  

We loved seeing the lavender flowers...

Lisbon, Portugal

We left Seville in the evening and crossed the border into Portugal as the sun was setting.  We tried to get a picture of the country sign...

...well you'll just have to believe me that it said Portugal. :D

Seville, Spain

Around 3:30pm on Saturday May 11th, we said good-bye to Gibraltar and headed to Seville, Spain.  We then got to Seville around 6pm maybe.  

Gibraltar

After leaving the Alhambra we grabbed some quick and easy dinner--how thankful I was for McDonald's.   We then headed south--and in the right direction--towards Gibraltar.  We spent the night in Spain, just across the border, in Algeciras I believe.  (This wasn't our hotel, but it was just across the street and we thought it was a pretty cool building.)

Granada, Spain

The main thing to see in Granada is the Alhambra.  It is a HUGE site and it only gives out tickets for certain entrance times.  We had quite the experience there...oh boy!

Thankfully we were ahead of schedule so we weren’t late getting to Granada, but we did have to pick up our tickets to Alhambra by a certain time and our opening to Alhambra was at 4pm.  So thankfully we got there just in time for Paul to go pick up the tickets and for us to get what we needed from the car and meet him at the entrance. 

So after waiting in line to get the tickets, we met him and then waited in line to get them scanned and go in.  Well the line to go in was kind of strange—it wasn’t just a single file line because there were groups and people just going in and the guy didn’t take our tickets even though we were next in line.  They scanned our tickets but we realized that one of them didn’t have a bar code so it couldn’t get scanned, therefore that person couldn’t go in.  We thought it was Glenn’s ticket and we kept trying to ask that since he was free, did he really need a ticket?  He kept saying that it needed a bar code so he could scan it.  He wasn’t understanding and he told us that we needed to go back in line to get another ticket.  But we just waited in that line!  I don’t remember all the things but I got pretty frustrated.  Paul and Glenn went back into the first line, my parents had gone in and then waited for us, and I went to an information place to ask him to see if he could help us.  I tried explaining it to him and maybe I wasn’t doing a good job because I feel like I was getting the same response.  He walked with me over to Paul to look at the tickets.  Then he said that the one with the bar code was for Glenn and so the reason why we needed to get another ticket was because it was an adult ticket.  It had printed wrong—and it was just frustrating that they didn’t catch that before giving them to Paul.  When we got to a lady to ask her for a new ticket, it took a few minutes because she had to check things and get a supervisor or something to check it too.  And then we had to go walk around to the entrance again.  Paul and I were finding all kinds of things wrong with their system and our experience kind of tainted our time there.  But we tried to enjoy it as much as we could.

My mom waiting just after the entrance for us to get our tickets all worked out.

Countryside in Southern Spain

Well we had quite the adventure after leaving Cordoba.  We looked up directions to Granada because that was the next city on our trip.  Thankfully we were ahead of schedule...because we went the WRONG WAY!

Yep.    And we didn't realize it until after we had driven for awhile.  Dad was driving; Paul had given him directions and then fallen asleep.  Mom and I were kind of dozing in the back, but I remember seeing signs and wondering why Seville's name was on the list of cities...but I didn't want to be a backseat driver.  We had had some problems with Mom and I making comments prior to this experience.  But I kept having this feeling that we were going the wrong way.  Dad kind of did too, but he ignored that thought until finally we were almost to Seville--which is totally the OPPOSITE DIRECTION as Granada!  And if you remember from my previous posts, their freeways aren't set up like ours.  They don't have easy turn arounds if you start going the wrong way.  You have to just keep driving and driving until you can find one that will let you turn around.  Well, about 10 miles out from Seville, there was a road that we could turn on that would then take us to Granada, so we took it.  We were all kind of annoyed at this, but we couldn't do much about it.  So we got an extra dose of the southern Spanish countryside. :D