Saludos!

Caren asked me to update the blog this time...so, since she's asleep already, I figured this would be a great time to get away with posting something secret that would embarrass her. You ready for this? I'll write it in portuguese, so she can't figure it out (and I know everybody else out there is fluent in the celestial language). Voce e macaco. Okay, now that that's out of the way, how bout an update: We just went and watched the new Batman movie in Orem tonight. We were the only 2 people in this huge, old-school theater, which was pretty neat. Caren wanted to make out the whole time, but I noticed the movie control guy up there looking down at us. ha Her parents don't read this do they? Sweet movie...definitely be watching it again when it comes out on dvd. Other recent events: we went to the Hill Cumorah Pageant in Palmyra, NY a couple of weeks ago; we moved for the 5th time since we got married 2.5 years ago (with move number 6 just around the corner!); we went camping and four wheeling at the little saharra sand dunes; and we attended a Swedish crawfish boil. New York was awesome except for the trip home (30 hours in airports trying to sleep with no pillow and an airline blanket on the floor wasn't much fun). Camping out with Zach, Amber, Matt, & Dani = good times. Those power quads were a blast, and the dunes were unreal. Moving was miserable...we've still got weeks of remodeling to do at our new place too. I do like not having a bunch of barren house that we're paying for though, which is natural when you move from a 5 bedroom place to a 2 bedroom place. The Swedish crawfish were interesting. Imagine these gigantic, beautifully prepared crawfish by the buttloads that make your mouth water at the sight of them. But, you peel them as quickly as your fidgety fingers allow and pop the succulent tails into your mouth one after another hoping for the cajun flavor you long for on a weekly basis only to cringe from the disappointing taste of DILL. Unless you drowned the tails in cocktail sauce and Louisiana crawfish seasoning, the taste was enough to ruin your appetite forever. Steer clear of the Ikea all-you-can-eat crawfish buffet. By the way, I'm sorry you have to listen to this "Say It Again" song on here...that was all Caren. Please support my request to remove it from the list. = ) And, for your entertainment, Caren is talking in her sleep - no idea what she's actually talking about, but she's saying it like she means it. Welp, I'm tired, and I 've got an early round of golf coming up in the morning. Maybe you'll get to read this before the boss starts editing. Tchau!