|Wharton Family Camp 2009 |
The Whole Crew, except sister Beth, who's taking the picture.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
|Flynn Rider. I totally see the likeness.|
|Nice job, Brinks!|
|Look who sits in Papa's chair while he's at work.|
|Ride 'em Cowgirls!|
|Ready for the Rodeo|
|Kev and the girls waiting for the rodeo to start.|
|Brinkley took this pic of the river while fishing.|
|More fish cleaning shots. "Lily, you like eyeballs AND guts?"|
|4-Wheelin' with Papa.|
|Tye, enjoying the shade.|
|Lily and her favorite person.|
|I should have posted a blog about this. Kev dug this hammock up for me. |
What a guy! I love it.
|The perfect S'More.|
|Lily's version. Graham cracker, chocolate and roast Starburst.|
|Lily, partying after they found Javier's note.|
|Brinkley's self-portrait in Skittles.|
|Working on a masterpiece.|
|Lily's version of Tye.|
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
So, anyway, during the fireworks last night, she tells me this about her stomach. I asked if there was anything she’d done that she need to tell us about, and she said no, not unless she meant to, and now she forgot. Well, that was that.
It was late when we got back to camp and pretty much went straight to bed. Well, at 3am, Kev and I were waked from a deep sleep by Brinkley. Her stomach was hurting bad. She was crying, clearly in pain. Of course, me, being the great mother I am, instead of wondering if she is OK, the first thing I think is, “I hope this doesn’t cost us anything because we’re in between insurance plans right now.” If you’ve never been there, I’m telling you, it’s stressful! So, she lies down in bed with us and Kev starts poking her stomach and asking questions, trying to figure out what the problem could be. Luckily it wasn’t her right side, which means Appendix, right? Anyway, long story short, we finally decided that she was constipated. Bad! Like it had possibly been 5 or 6 days since her last session. Holy cow! And though I keep a well stocked medicine cabinet in my camper, two things I do NOT stock are enemas or suppositories. So, bless Kevin’s heart, he gets up at 4:00 in the morning and heads out. There’s nothing open in Kamas, so he heads on to Park City. Then he can’t find anything open in Park City, so he heads back to Heber. Finally, he finds an open grocery store, makes his purchases and gets back close to 6am. By 7am Brinkley is feeling much better, he naps for an hour and then heads out to work. And me, of course I got to sleep until 11am! : )
Thursday, July 21, 2011
|Showing my sandwich with the works, Kev's minus tomato and the girls minus tomato and basil.|
- Sprinkle chicken with salt and pepper. Spread flour on a sheet of waxed paper. Toss chicken chunks in flour to coat completely. Preheat oven to 350’F.
- Warm oil in a large skillet over medium-high. Add chicken and garlic. Lower heat to medium and continue to cook until chicken begins to brown and garlic becomes fragrant, 8-10 minutes.
- Add chicken broth, vinegar and brown sugar. Bring to a boil. Cover and simmer 10-15 minutes, until chicken is cooked through. Add puree and cook 2-3 more minutes until flavors are blended.
- Place rolls on a large baking sheet. Top each of the 6 bottom halves with tomato slice and fresh basil. Divide chicken among them and sprinkle with mozzarella. Bake until cheese is melted and edges of the rolls are crisp, 5-7 minutes. Serve immediately.
**For Broccoli Puree: Steam frozen or fresh florets until tender but still bright green. Puree in food processor or blender, about 2minutes. If needed, add a few teaspoons of water for a smooth, creamy texture.
I have to put in a little note about the neighbors who were behind us when we pulled in. It was 2 old ladies (lesbians? no, I think just sisters) and their dog. The moment we pulled in they brought over a small camping chair and gave it to Lily. They said they had just bought it for their chihuahua (hee hee), but he won't sit in it. Then, Tuesday, they brought over 2 card games, that they owned, but never played for the girls, plus 2 bags of candy, and some gourmet dog treats that their dog won't eat. How sweet is that? Bless their hearts! We were sad to see them pull out.