For the Record

This is quite an update. I worked on it off-line before posting. It’s long. It’s spell checked. I decided to write it for my memory than for others to read. So it’s a little long winded and detailed. Read on if you dare 😉

Well, I woke up on Saturday and found Anna sitting by the fire. She’s one of the few members in my extended family whom I know well enough to hold a conversation with. She, her sister Laura and Laura’s BF came in late the night before while I was sleeping. They’ve always been fun to tease and talk to. Jose and Liz (couple) were also sitting there. Jose is hilarious, he’s an older guy (50s+) who is good natured and full of mischief. Always a pleasure talking/listening to him and/or Liz talk (and banter). Good, light-hearted people. Jose was my un-official companion for the morning as we made our rounds.

Now Saturday is the main event of our family reunion. It starts out with the cooks of the family making breakfast. My first stop was at Betty-Jeans who had French toast, biscuits, bacon, and eggs with cheese. Busy woman. She usually had a score of kiddies and a puppy named Tank in her tow. Tank gets the cutest dog award for the reunion, a golden retriever/lab mix with a calm/playful temperament. They’re a family I met just this time out. Next Jose and I visited my great aunt Lina (another character you can’t help but love). She made up pancakes and gravy. There were a few other camps with food, but I didn’t know the family members presenting. Really it didn’t matter much since I was already stuffed to the brim after two outings.

While sitting, talking and eating with various people Emily and Jessica showed up, all grown up and beautiful. Jessica also brought her cheerful roomy, Mallory. Emily and Jessica are extended family members that my sister, whom I’ll call Jessi, is close to. I never really had much contact with them in the past. People were introduced to Luke one at a time. Mallory was introduced to me a couple of times.

Not too long after Jessi, Luke and I went on a little trip. We walked up a path running parallel to the river. We passed the ‘cave’ and went to the cliff and climbed down. After such we proceeded to swim, crawl and walk back down river, over rapids and boulders. It was a gorgeous outing. Luke found a little waterway that went under the road. It was enjoyable and awesome but it seemed to take forever (hour and half). I couldn’t swim much longer than a stretch at a time by the end; my arms were completely out of energy. I think it will be a new tradition as long as the reunion is held at Cascadia.

By the time we got back everyone was already eating the second phase of our Saturday tradition, a massive potluck where every Jeffery family member brings on a dish or two. There were four picnic tables worth of food and deserts, a most welcome sight after the long swike (swim+hike). I gathered a plate and sat in the sun in front of my aunt Patty, she showed up while the Swanson’s and I were swiking. An older missionary talked about an experience he had in a far away place with rock solid gypsy boys. How now one would pay them any notice except him and these street hardened boys shed tears when he left them. It was a good story and he had an interesting way of telling it.

More talking and hanging with family members ensued until one by one everyone went down to visit the river. Here we go again. I walked down to the smaller swimming hole with Dad and Lisa. It was crammed packed with a Mexican family; there must have been at least forty of them. Dad jumped in. I soon followed with a deep dive, I was going for form and control, but I ended up smashing my left fingers into a rock, causing them to throb at me in annoyance. It could have been much worse, lucky me. After a while the crowd encouraged us to move to the other swimming hole again. It was completely vacant, but shady. I dove in with a little hesitation. COLD. After getting used to the water again I made my way across the river to a large rock with a rope going up a slanted side of it. I climbed it without much trouble and wound up looking down at the water 25+ feet below.

This rock and I have a history. Two years earlier, when there wasn’t a rope, it took me 15 minutes or more for me to jump off the stupid thing. I was just standing on the rock shivering and petrified. Finally I let gave my legs that reluctant instruction and I went into the water without any further complications. I think I remember Laura being angry toward me for that, she was afraid for me and didn’t want me to die.

This time it didn’t even take a minute. I was nervous, but I was up there and there was no other way down. It’s funny how a persons mind can change in two years. Dad followed my lead and jumped. We both slapped our hands pretty hard, but other than that came out able bodied. Luke climbed up to a lower jumping area and stood there for a while because he’s afraid of heights. In that course of time someone from Betty-Jeans family went up to the top and jumped. I gave in and did it again after encouraging Luke to make the plunge. It was a good swim, didn’t take too much more energy.

Everyone made it back to camp safe and sound. Soon after changing Luke and I started up another game of Pigs and Chickens. Jessi invited Emily, Jessica, Mallory and their brother Skyler to play. Dad and Lisa also joined ranks. While the game unfolded I got to know the girls and Sky a little better. Emily won the first game with little competition and was eager for a second. Everyone stayed for a second except Lisa. I won that one with some stiff competition from Luke and Skyler.

Once that was over Jessica, Emily and company had to depart for home. While Jessi was saying her goodbyes Luke and I got pulled aside to play horseshoes. Luke and I played against my dad and my uncle Mike. We won the first. They won the second two.

Finally Saturday has come to an end. Now it’s time to update about recent events.

What a beautiful weekend this was!

It’s been a short-crazy weekend. Don’t know how much I’ll get in, I’ll try to keep it too the point. It started Thursday night while I was at work. Jessica called me and asked if I wanted to take off THAT night because Luke wanted to get away from it all ASAP. Of course I said ok. So I scrambled all my things together in about a half an hour, causing me to forget all my toiletries and a number of other things that made me go, “Oh yeah.”

Got to Cascadia park about 10pm and set up camp in a single camp site. In the morning we broke down camp enough to put the tents on top of the car and let Jessica drive while Luke and I rode on the trunk holding the tents. We drove over to where the group camps were and figured out where we were supposed to be and pitched up. More people moved in… then we moved camp again to be closer to family we knew. It turns out that 109 people showed up. There were a couple friends and foregn exchange students, but the vast majoraty were descendents/relatives of my grandpa and his two brothers.

Friday I helped others set up. Sat around talking and joking with family. Went down to the bigger water hole with Dad, and Lisa(dad’s GF). COLD. We swam up to the shoots, were the rapids shot out a stream of water deep enough to swim in. Went back and Jessi/Luke were coming down. Swam around a little more. Went up and ate chicken/potato salad/grapes in the g-parents trailer. Dad’s cousin Jerry came with her new hubby John. We played Pigs and Chickens, a dice game Luke bestowed on the family. It was my first game, and I won. Yippy me! Then Jessi, Luke and I hiked to ‘the cave’ which turned out being more of a rock face that sloped inwards. We followed the trail the rest of the way to the cliff and hiked down, across the river and into someones back yard… so we hiked back with a little light to spare. It was a good day 🙂

I’m going to stop here… I’ll pick it up later. Nighty

A Reunion and Stuff

I’ve been preping my mind the last couple of days for the encounters and pokings and pickings I KNOW that I am going to get from my father and grandfather. I don’t see my fathers side relatives much any more since the seperation, which I’m somewhat ashamed to say that I’m somewhat glad for. For some odd reason when coming back from my grandparents house I sometimes end up feeling crappy and worthless unless I prep my mind for the questions and accusations that will be thrown my way. See, my grandpa sees himself as a financial success of some sort and anyone who hasn’t become such deserves to hear what he thinks you’ve done wrong and what he thinks you should do to fix it. Since departing my mom, my dad has taken residance and advice from my grandpa putting his head down and just trucking along. It seems to have done him okay except that he’s picked up my grandpa’s nosey disposiontion. This usually ends up making him look like a retard and I come out flustered that I can’t explain myself to him. So I end up feeling as though my father and grandfather think me a failure.

This time around I’m deturmined not to let it get to me and to keep on doing what I know I need to do. I’ve spent to long trying this and that, going off of what I think other people want me to do, or what other people think would be good for me. I’ve done it over and over. Taking the majors I did at OIT. Trying to push myself through college after OIT left me hopeless and lonely because mom and everyone else says that a college education is the way to go. I’ve done it with a number of other things, but my college life is the biggie.

I know that it’s all my doing. I made the choices. I signed up for the classes. I said yes to this or that. I don’t blame anyone but myself for leading me on that wild goose chase. I have no clue what I should have done differently. Maybe I just didn’t try hard enough. Maybe I’m just a big baby who doesn’t like doing what I don’t want to do for longer than a month. Whatever. All I know is that I have a system and a philosophy/spirituality that IS working for me now.

I’m babbling… sorry… lol

Oh Me Oh mY

Yeah, Jessi’s wedding thing went pretty good. My slide show thing turned into two slide show things, one looping on each of my monitors at the reception. A monitor for wedding/hunymoon/couple pix. Another for the Kid progression pix. Met friends and family from long past. All n all things went off without too much fuss. And it was fun. That’s the key.

Sunday I hung out with my dad and g-paw for most of the day. It WAS fathers day after all. Lindsay came along with me. She’s a nice girl you may have heard me talk about. What can I say, I’m rather fond of the girl. Jessi and Luc showed up part way in too. Ate steaks, played Uno. Went to Batman Begins, just lindsay and I.

OMG! Batman Begins! See it! Good! Yes yes… go you must.

Lindsay ended up staying through Monday and leaving on Tuesday(she came down on Friday). She’s in Medford now 😦 Teleporters. I’m telling you… there’s a huge market for teleporters… like from Star Trek… beem me to Medford please!

Umm… oh, I got an e-mail from Phil yesterday. Phil is my contact for that job that wants me to get certifications. He let me know what tests I need to pass… so I’m sorta swiching my focus there… but it’s basicly the same… only harder. I may just goto Borders every night until the books are read. Make some kind of routine for myself or something. I NEED TO MOVE ON! My current job is working on imploding I think… I’ll tell you more about that once I can conferm 🙂

I must go place now. There… over there. By the water despensing jug. *wink*

Horray for CAKE!

Chicken Teryaki… mmmm….

Happy Wednesday one n’ all. This weekend is my sisters reception, finally. I’m still working on el slide show to make all the parent types oh and ah. I’ll get it done. No Prob. I’m the man. Meh. Sunday is fathers day, as you all know. There’s a BBQ at my g-parents house to do what dads do best… watch sports, drink non-alcoholic beer and take a manly nap on the sofa in 3rd quarter. Nah, should be fun. I only get to see my dad once every month or so… I’m looking forward to it.

Umm…. not sure what else to talk about… LOOK OUT! ABOVE YOU! A FLYING MONKEY!!!

You – *you throw your head skyward in panic*
Me – *tip toes away*


Well, I still can’t do anything to the site. WTF is taking so long? It’s been about 5 days now. Oh well, gives me a chance to read Te of Piglet. It’s the “companion book” to Tao of Pooh. Both are very good books. Anyway… nothing much else to tell. I work therefore I am. I guess I’ll update about the rest of my weekend since I have 15 minutes left for lunch and nothing better to do.

Saturday nightI got talked into heading to Monmouth at 10:30pm. Didn’t get there till like 11:15ish. Lindsay, Erin and I headed to the school loung/food/pool/huge TV with SNL on it room. We sat about for a good five minutes waiting for Erins friends to show their faces. They did show their faces, as well as their pajamas. So we all took turns poking the white ball with our givin’ sticks, trying to get other balls of various color to go into yonder hole. Erin didn’t play, she just watched. Because she was a pooper. I think we only played 3 games, no one but me wanted to play in the first place. So then we sat in the chairs next to the pool table talking to eachother. I got a little better aquainted with Erins friends-not not aquainted enough to remember their names. One was a happy girl who bought me a soda with her student card that I think her parents, or the government pay for. It was a nice gesture non-the-less, I enjoyed my 7up very much, thank you if you’re out there. She also told me about the land she’s from, over yonder hills and where it’s much colder than Monmouth was that perticular night. Erin’s friend number two talked about computer stuff more than an average girl usually does. She was entertaining as well. But alas, all must go our own ways… besides, Erin wasn’t feeling like herself. So we went back to Erins. Lindsay and I introduced her to a few known Flash cartoons. Then we went to bed. Erin in hers(even tho she said I could use her bed before I came… lier), Lindsay on the couch. Then there was me on the floor with two blankets, a pillow, and a very noisy space heater. In the morning Lindsay and I went home. I put a orange cone on Erins antena before departing.

Almost time to get back… LIGHTNING ROUND!! Went bowling with Dad, Jessi, and Luc. Then go pizza. Then go Pool. Then go home. Then go crazy! Work time! BYE!

Family Toots

I have my dad’s Hyundai today! w00t! I shuld break my car more often (;

LAN party tonight! w00t! So much for sleeping.

Christmas was awsome! w00t! Chilled on Saturday, went to the G-parents house on Sunday. I got assualted by five little 2nd cousins… I think that’s what they would be… they’re my cousins children. They kept coming up and talking to me. I would talk back, naturally. We had conversations about spider man. And bat man. And Super man. They cheerfully accused me of being a bad guy, grandpa, uncle Nay Nay(what they call my cousin nathan), and frosty the snow man. They would sit on me, climb on me, try and pin my arms down, try to beat me up. They’re all 2-4ish age and very talkative. My father got something called Flarp… it’s like that gack stuff from Nickolodian. It comes in this little tube, and when set up properly it makes farting sounds. Naturally my dad shows this to the kids, then gives it to them to run free with it. A little later I’m sitting there in my chair and I hear a realistic tooty sound behind me. Wouldn’t you know it, there were 4 kids back there giggling as they crouched back there setting me up. LOL! I laughed so hard, it was hilarrious. Who knew that kids at that age were capable of that kind of forsighted mischeviousness. Also I got to catch up with a lot of the family I haven’t seen in ages. I was usually having two conversations at once. One with kids while I talked to a grown-up. Good laughs.