Friday, June 17, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, we did a couple small things on our list and then were trying to decide what to do for the rest of the day. Cody mentioned skydiving, and I said that would be awesome, not thinking we would actually do it. But he replied with “Really??” and I thought, why not?
We looked it up on the computer and I started to get really anxious. I knew that I was eventually going to do it, but I was pretty scared.
I gathered hold of myself (Cody was not even a little bit anxious) and we left.
It was an hour drive to get there. When we got there, it was this semi-ghetto place.
We sat down to fill out the waiver. For the first time in my life, I was actually trying to read through the whole thing, but I couldn’t because they were rushing us so much. We had gotten there about 5 minutes before a plane was going to leave and so they said that we could either go on that plane or wait another two hours or something to get on another one. Of course we chose to leave right then, so we didn’t even watch a video.
The guy I was going to jump out with was from South Africa. He told me (this was my training instead of the video) that as soon as I jumped out, I just needed to kick his butt as hard as I could and say “Banana banana banana” to keep my body in a good position for flying.
Cody’s guy was from England and he was tiny.
We told him that I would be living in London this summer, and he basically told me that since I don’t drink beer, I wasn’t going to have any fun there.
This other guy kept following me around. I couldn’t figure out why he kept talking to me until he mentioned something about pictures. I had decided not to buy pictures even though it made me sad not to do it, and I looked at Cody and he had gotten pictures for me!!! What a great guy. I was really excited.
The plane was suuuper ghetto. I felt like it barely made it off the ground. Cody told me that as soon as he got on the plane, he was thinking of how he could land the plane (he has been taking flying lessons) and then he realized that if something went wrong, we could all just jump out since we had parachutes.
I was getting really anxious again leaving the ground. My jumper could tell and told me some really stupid jokes to keep me distracted and I just decided that I was being a baby and made myself overcome it. From that point on, I was never really anxious again.
I think we got to 13,000 feet. But I could be wrong. Waddling over to the exit was pretty funny. Both Cody and I wanted to do flips out of the plane. I kept asking my guy, and he kept saying “We’re going to have a really good time.” Cody went first and apparently he did like 10 flips straight out of the plane.
When we finally jumped, it was scary for about 1.6 seconds. That’s the only time (besides opening the chute) that you actually feel like you’re falling. The rest of the time it’s just windy.
We didn’t do any flips. Later I learned that they really aren’t allowed to do flips so since I had the camera on me, he wouldn’t do it with me. The hard thing about it being so windy was that it was hard to breathe. Especially since they kept making me look up at the camera.
But here is the funniest picture from the whole thing. Cody almost died laughing when he saw it. We all did. It’s the skydiving picture that everyone has but no one shows because it’s so bad. Or at least I hope other people looked like this and it wasn’t just me…
We both loved it. It was really fun and really exciting. It was fun to ride around in the parachute because they let us drive it. Cody’s guy had him hold one of the handles as low as he could and then the guy held the other one as high as he could and they whipped around almost horizontal to the ground.
I highly recommend skydiving!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Cody, Cody’s parents, two youngest sisters, and I headed to California on Easter Sunday. It stunk to miss church but the drive was really nice. We had some interesting weather. Rained super hard some of the time and was really windy, but very pretty.
When we were actually getting into the Loomis area, it started getting really, really pretty. It made me laugh because to get to Loomis, you take the Auburn exit and drive through Auburn, and that’s how you get to my house in Washington too.
This is Cody’s “I’m super excited that I’m in Loomis” face.
His house was in a really cool little street. It even has a cool name! He lives on Autumn Lane. Maybe not quite as cool as 120th Ave, but pretty close.
His dogs crack me up. I think that’s what Cody was most excited for- seeing his dogs. Ukiah loves riding the motorcycle with Cody or his dad.
Sunday night we played Settlers of Catan. Cody won and I was super grumpy the whole time because he kept attacking me in the game. I have since developed a theory about why Settlers is a terrible game, but that’s for another day.
Monday we went to the foothill bridge. It’s the tallest bridge in California or something. It was really cool, but super windy that day so we look super weird in all the pictures of us together.
We also mowed the lawn. That was another thing that Cody was super excited about coming home for.
The last thing we did on Monday was ride bikes around Fulsome Lake with his mom and sister. It started off really steep and I was really worried that I wouldn’t be able to handle it but the beginning was the worst part and it got to be really fun. I haven’t ridden bikes in a really long time, but I always really enjoy it when I do.
We had a big long list of things that we wanted to do while we were in Loomis, and we knocked a ton of them out of the way on Monday!
Monday, June 13, 2011
The night before I went to California, I went up to Bountiful to stay at Cody’s grandma’s house. His mom teaches Zumba, and so all the girls (5) wanted to do it with her. I did it with them and felt pretty dumb the whole time, but it was fun.
We played Rumikub after. I wanted to cheat so bad. Cody and I were laughing because our plan was to rearrange all the tiles on the board until it was a total mess and then say “Oh. Dang. I thought that was going to work.” We didn’t actually do that because his older sister Shayne and her husband finally won, but if it had taken any longer, I probably would have cracked.
Cody’s family is weird because they actually celebrate holidays. Like Easter, for example. We haven’t celebrated Easter by hiding eggs or baskets or anything since I was five years old or something. But we made cupcakes and dyed eggs. The cupcakes came out of this book, What’s New, Cupcake which was a really great book that had designs to make a bunch of different and cool cupcakes. We tried to make the Easter Egg.
This is what it was supposed to look like, but I have doubts that this person actually made it work because it was impossible.
Here are the final products. Mine is the lame one in the back that looks like a baseball diamond. Or at least I hope it does, because that’s what I tried to do. Cody just laughed super hard when he saw it though, so maybe it doesn’t. His is the one that’s even lamer in the front- the evil smiley face one.
We also dyed eggs. We each made three. I’m not sure why I don’t have a picture of them. I made one where I wrote “Hide me in the OVEN” on it with white crayon and then dyed it. I thought it was pretty clever. And pretty much everyone made a camo one. I knew that if I tried too hard, mine would look stupid so I made a camo one that was grass against a sky.
Cody’s camo egg was a total cop out. He just used crayon, so it looked the best. He’s a cheater, but his was the last one found the next morning, so I guess it worked.
I didn’t really understand the whole “finding you own eggs” concept at all. I just assumed that everyone just wanted to find their eggs, you know- end goal and all, but apparently they wanted to find their own eggs themselves. Took me forever to get that- everyone was getting mad at me because I would tell them where theirs were.
Oh well. Mine were easy enough. I only had to look for two of them because apparently the Easter bunny can read and put mine in the oven.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Mom, Dad and I went shooting with the Evans family after Jamie’s graduation. Dad pretended like he wasn’t excited at all, but we all knew he was. :)
Before we went, we met up with the Evanses, and they made Cody and I stand back to back to measure us. I, knowing that I was definitely taller than him, but knowing that he thought he was taller than me, tried to get out of it, but his sisters were determined.
This is Cody explaining the rules and his family paying tons of attention.
The funniest part of Cody explaining all the rules was when he talked about keeping your finger out of the trigger until you’re ready to shoot, and Dad said “I forgot, I can’t shoot” to me and Mom, holding up his dead finger that he broke last year playing dodgeball with the teachers. Mom and I were laughing so hard, but Cody thought he was joking.
Cody helping Mom out.
Mom was embarrassed because Dad wore his Jazz jersey.
Dad loved it. He ran around trying all the different guns. We’ll leave it to Clark to tell us what kind of guns these are.
Mom and Dad shooting together.
It got pretty cold. These are Cody’s sisters, Randi, Whitney, and Kaitlyn.
I wasn’t very good at it.
Apparently, no one thought I was very good at it, because I got help from a lot of people. ;)
Cody and I shooting.
And my camera got stolen after awhile. I came back to find lots of pictures of butts and these:
Cody had brought some mannequin heads from his house. Mom didn’t approve even a little bit, so we weren’t going to use them, but somehow they still got out there (probably Cody’s dad).
When we were driving home, Dad told stories of smelly ammo cans and river trips and Dad and Cody talked a lot about Cody’s major and his internship he was leaving for. Afterwards, Dad told me that yes, Cody was a redneck, but it was okay because he actually had his life in order. It was pretty funny.
But the funniest part was that we were driving home from this and Mom really had to go to the bathroom, so we stopped at McDonalds right off of University and both Cody and Mom went in to use the restroom. A couple minutes later, Mom came running out and got into the car at lightening speed. A minute or two later, Cody came sauntering out, thinking he had tons of time because Mom wasn’t out yet, and got into the car. Mom said something like “What took you so long” and he started, super surprised, looked around at her and said “Who are you??”
Mom was pretty proud.