<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642</id><updated>2011-09-02T22:15:30.658-06:00</updated><category term='Rae'/><category term='travel'/><category term='church'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='work'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Autism'/><title type='text'>Without Bounds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-492206867847996609</id><published>2011-09-02T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T22:15:30.667-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>Disneyland 2011</title><content type='html'>My wife and I are huge Disney fans. &amp;nbsp;We especially love to visit Disneyland in California. &amp;nbsp;Since we've been married, we've been there four times, twice without the children. &amp;nbsp;All four times have been wonderful, memorable experiences. &amp;nbsp;We recently returned home from Disneyland, where we celebrated our wedding anniversary. &amp;nbsp;I'd like to share a few thoughts about the trip without turning it into a huge travelog. The travelog would be fun for me to put together as I reminisce about the trip. &amp;nbsp;But I don't suppose it would offer much enjoyment to others. &amp;nbsp;Instead, I'll try to share a few reviews, tips, and tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRiAd9Q_ngs/TmGgSn2ZpzI/AAAAAAAAAns/_USIWlWDs2I/s1600/DL2011_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRiAd9Q_ngs/TmGgSn2ZpzI/AAAAAAAAAns/_USIWlWDs2I/s320/DL2011_02.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past we had always driven from Salt Lake to Anaheim to visit Disneyland. &amp;nbsp;The trip is somewhat long, but doable in what I consider a full day's worth of travel. &amp;nbsp;The problem with the drive is that it is so tiring, even for the passengers. &amp;nbsp;We've been able to make it down to Anaheim just fine. &amp;nbsp;But the return trip almost always required at least one lengthy stop, usually around St. George, to get some rest in order to continue safely home.&lt;br /&gt;This time around, since it was just the two of us, we decided to fly to California. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, I had been doing some travel for work lately, so I had some frequent flier miles to help pay for the tickets. &amp;nbsp;The total cost ended up being just a little bit more than what we would have paid for gasoline. &amp;nbsp;We probably ended up saving money, since we didn't need to buy snacks and meals along the way. &amp;nbsp;And we definitely saved a ton of time: the flight itself is only about 90 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;We flew through the closest airport to Disneyland. &amp;nbsp;It has quite a few names: John Wayne, Orange County, Santa Ana, and SNA. &amp;nbsp;I think that's kind of confusing, since no two people seem to use the same name for it. &amp;nbsp;But it was a nice, smallish airport, and only about a half hour from the resort.&lt;br /&gt;We planned on only visiting the Disneyland Resort. &amp;nbsp;So we didn't need a car while we were there. &lt;br /&gt;This is the bus we took between the resort and the airport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HIV_28RDsU/TlzWvdoEt6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/160hEpyDLxw/s1600/DL2011_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HIV_28RDsU/TlzWvdoEt6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/160hEpyDLxw/s320/DL2011_12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We used the Disneyland Resort Express to travel to and from the airport. &amp;nbsp;This is a "motorcoach" service (just a big bus) run by Gray Lines with Disneyland Resort-themed buses to ride it. &amp;nbsp;It was a fun, and somewhat affordable way to travel. &amp;nbsp; With just the two of us, it cost far less than what a taxi would have cost. &amp;nbsp;If we were to do it again, I think we'd travel with them again. &amp;nbsp;However, the cost for the &amp;nbsp;whole family would have been quite a bit more, since they charge per seat rather than per group like a taxi would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around we stayed at Disney's Paradise Pier Hotel. &amp;nbsp;This is the least expensive of the three hotels at the resort. &amp;nbsp;We've now stayed at all three of the resort's hotels, as well as off the resort. &amp;nbsp;For affordability, definitely steer clear of the resort hotels. &amp;nbsp;But for extra fun and convenience, as well as a few extra perks, it's tough to beat the resort hotels. &amp;nbsp;The Grand Californian is definitely the nicest and most convenient. &amp;nbsp;But the Paradise Pier is quite a bit less expensive, and really not that much less convenient. &amp;nbsp;When we save up enough pennies to go back, I think we'll be returning to the Paradise Pier.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture from the Paradise Pier Hotel lobby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiLYbAnfYuk/Tlzajy19X6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ZDxmn_Hq_Sw/s1600/DL2011_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiLYbAnfYuk/Tlzajy19X6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ZDxmn_Hq_Sw/s320/DL2011_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Guests at the resort hotels get to use the exclusive entrance to the Disney California Adventure park. &amp;nbsp;That is a somewhat nice benefit, and allows you to enter the park an hour early to go on the one or two rides they have open early. Ariel's Undersea Adventure and Soarin' Over California were open, but Soarin' had technical problems and closed right as we were about to board. You can also use that time to get a FastPass ticket for "preferred seating" for the World of Color show at DCA. &amp;nbsp;But frankly, this benefit isn't all that it's made out to be. &amp;nbsp;DCA really isn't where it's at. &amp;nbsp;In my opinion, Disneyland is still the better park. &amp;nbsp;And this entrance doesn't get you into Disneyland. &amp;nbsp;Also, since the hours at DCA are much shorter, it isn't even a good shortcut between Disneyland and the hotels at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Guests at the resort hotels also get early admission to Disneyland. &amp;nbsp;While DCA only has one or two attractions open, Disneyland has several attractions open in Fantasyland and Tomorrowland. &amp;nbsp;We took advantage of our early admission to get on Star Tours with virtually no line, and then we rode on Space Mountain several times in a row without any line. &amp;nbsp;Now that was cool!&lt;br /&gt;This summer, the resort also gave guests at the resort hotel some extra FastPasses. &amp;nbsp;That was a convenient way to get on some of our favorite rides even quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attractions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As selfish as it may sound, we loved visiting the parks without any children. We would love to take the children back there. &amp;nbsp;But we have decided that we will wait at least until our youngest is tall enough to ride on Splash Mountain, our favorite attraction. &amp;nbsp;Without the little ones in tow, we were able to ride on all of the "big kid" rides we wanted. &amp;nbsp;We especially enjoyed Splash Mountain, Space Mountain, Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, and California Screamin'. &amp;nbsp;I also really liked Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters and Toy Story Midway Mania. &amp;nbsp;Those are fun interactive attractions with a neat competitive element to them.&lt;br /&gt;Riding Splash Mountain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7XopfrSI134/TmGKByQaHuI/AAAAAAAAAnU/t8-YQz5UyUk/s1600/DL2011_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7XopfrSI134/TmGKByQaHuI/AAAAAAAAAnU/t8-YQz5UyUk/s320/DL2011_09.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new attractions this year were an upgraded Star Tours in Tomorrowland, and Ariel's Undersea Adventure in DCA's Paradise Pier. &amp;nbsp;Star Tours is still mostly the same familiar simulation ride as before. But they have updated the story line to include C3PO and R2D2, as well as elements from some of the new and old movies. &amp;nbsp;It is also randomized, so the experience changes from one ride to the next, and it is now in 3D. &amp;nbsp;I'd say it is quite improved from before. &amp;nbsp;But to me, it is still not worth the long times that most people spend waiting to ride it. &amp;nbsp;It's one of those rides that is best enjoyed with a FastPass to avoid waiting in line. &amp;nbsp;But it is still so popular, that even the FastPasses run out pretty quickly in the day. &amp;nbsp;I didn't even realize that was possible!&lt;br /&gt;The Ariel's Undersea Adventure is a ride somewhat similar to the various indoor rides in Fantasyland. &amp;nbsp;You sit in your own clam shell vehicle and travel through the story of The Little Mermaid movie. &amp;nbsp;It is really cute. &amp;nbsp;And compared to the similar style of attractions in Fantasyland, I think it is more nicely done. &amp;nbsp;However, unless you really like that genre of attraction, or The Little Mermaid in particular, I don't think it is really worth the long waits that it might still be demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Footwear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the trickiest parts about planning for a visit to Disneyland is the choice of footwear. &amp;nbsp;We both chose comfortable sneakers to wear. &amp;nbsp;But we still ended up with sore feat after all that walking! &amp;nbsp;Also, we got wetter than ever before on Splash Mountain this trip. &amp;nbsp;Soggy sneakers are not pleasant to walk in at all! :( For that ride in particular, my wife thought it would have been better to have been wearing a very comfortable pair of flip-flops. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, lesson learned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crowds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around we went to the resort at the end of August. &amp;nbsp;It was still the busy summer season. &amp;nbsp;But it appeared as though the crowds were waning for the summer as many schools likely has already started their new school year. &amp;nbsp;So we really didn't have extremely long waits in line. The worst was definitely Star Tours, which usually had 45-60 minute wait times.&lt;br /&gt;In years past, we have found that the best time for us to visit was during November, but still well before Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;That's a fun time to visit to see the park while it's decorated for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;But the crowds are really low. We enjoyed going on many of our favorite rides with very little wait time. &amp;nbsp;Too bad our elementary school is no longer on a year-round calendar. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gifts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this was a special anniversary trip, I decided to recruit the help of Mickey and Minnie to provide a special surprise gift for my wife. &amp;nbsp;I requested the "From Mickey and Minnie, With Love" gift package. &amp;nbsp;This is available only to resort hotel guests. &amp;nbsp;It includes special room decorations, including fresh rose petals and castle- and pumpkin coach-shaped confetti. &amp;nbsp;It comes with a nice box of chocolates, two chocolate roses, two custom-embroidered bath robes, and a spa gift basket. &amp;nbsp;Oh boy, was it nice! &amp;nbsp;And it was a very pleasant surprise for my gorgeous wife! &amp;nbsp;Yes, it cost a pretty penny. &amp;nbsp;But I really thought it was wonderfully done and a very fun way to add to our celebration. &amp;nbsp;I think I would recommend it to others. &amp;nbsp;When I was researching it, sadly I was unable to come across any pictures or detailed descriptions of it online. &amp;nbsp;That was frustrating and made me nervous about whether or not it would be worth the extra expense. &amp;nbsp;I'm so glad it all turned out so well in the end. &lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of others that may be considering this gift package, here are some photographs. The "beach ball" is actually a pillow that is a normal part of the room decor at the Paradise Pier Hotel, and not a part of the extra decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2FaW44C8XU/TmGP6-zkaTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/M0lc87ZybAM/s1600/DL2011_07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2FaW44C8XU/TmGP6-zkaTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/M0lc87ZybAM/s320/DL2011_07.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu4m2JSPYyA/TmGP_3CKbDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/TGb-paCMk5A/s1600/DL2011_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu4m2JSPYyA/TmGP_3CKbDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/TGb-paCMk5A/s320/DL2011_06.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there without the kids, I noticed all the other children around us with the expensive light-up toys that the park sells in the evening. &amp;nbsp;One family caught my attention in particular. &amp;nbsp;Instead of buying the expensive electronic toys to appease whiny kids, they came prepared with their own snap, shake and light-up bracelets. &amp;nbsp;They connected them together for bracelets and necklaces for their kids. &amp;nbsp;I thought that was a very clever way to avoid the cost of the in-park gifts, but still let the kids have some shiny night-time fun.&lt;br /&gt;Gifts at the park can be quite a lot of money. &amp;nbsp;This time around, to save us a little bit of money, we purchased some of our "souvenirs" weeks beforehand at a more affordable store. &amp;nbsp;They were cute Disney-themed items that were still appropriate gifts to take back home. &amp;nbsp;These types of things may not be the same as the sometimes unique things that might only be available at the parks. &amp;nbsp;But the significantly smaller prices still makes it a nice way to afford something special to share with loved ones back home. &amp;nbsp;I've even read about others who will buy all of their souvenirs beforehand to give to their children there at the park instead visiting the shops. &amp;nbsp;One post I read online even described sneaking up to their hotel room before the rest of the family to plant gifts and decorations as a surprise. &amp;nbsp;Those sound like really clever cost-saving tricks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we all need to take a break from the good times and nourish our bodies once in a while. &amp;nbsp;This trip we breakfasted at Jamba Juice one day, and at the hotel the next. &amp;nbsp;For lunch, we shared a gigantic turkey leg. &amp;nbsp;Yummy! &amp;nbsp;And since it was plenty big enough to share, it was somewhat affordable.&lt;br /&gt;For dinner our first night, we ate at the Big Thunder Ranch Barbecue. Boy that was yummy. &amp;nbsp;It was all-you-care-to-eat barbecue ribs, chicken and sausage, along with as much corn on the cob, corn bread, cole slaw, and baked beans as you can eat. &amp;nbsp;It's served family-style and accompanied by live entertainment. &amp;nbsp;That was a surprisingly delicious meal and one that I would recommend. &lt;br /&gt;Here's our Mickey-shaped flour-less chocolate cake we shared for dessert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lKNLPiqvYEc/TmGeFeTPYLI/AAAAAAAAAng/K02CQCbKDEw/s1600/DL2011_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lKNLPiqvYEc/TmGeFeTPYLI/AAAAAAAAAng/K02CQCbKDEw/s320/DL2011_03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night, we enjoyed a romantic candlelit dinner at the water's edge of the Blue Bayou restaurant. &amp;nbsp;The Blue Bayou is one of my favorite restaurants anywhere. &amp;nbsp;I love the Cajun-style menu items and the intimate atmosphere in the same large open space where Pirates of the Caribbean boats go floating quietly by. &amp;nbsp;One of the new things I tried this time was a virgin Mint Julep drink. &amp;nbsp;It was really delicious and quite refreshing. But the strong minty flavor probably wasn't the best complement to the spices of the Cajun food we were eating. &amp;nbsp;We didn't order dessert. But since our server knew we were there celebrating our anniversary, she surprised us with a complimentary chocolate mousse treat, complete with a lit candle. &amp;nbsp;How sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the Blue Bayou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqnIopd39z8/TmGeowLgD6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/D-4ATaPgERc/s1600/DL2011_08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqnIopd39z8/TmGeowLgD6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/D-4ATaPgERc/s320/DL2011_08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we did take a moment to get another sweet treat. &amp;nbsp;This time is was a Dole Whip Float from the Dole snack bar at the Tiki Room. &amp;nbsp;Apparently this is a famous and popular treat, one that we hadn't paid much attention to before. &amp;nbsp;It was quite good and refreshing. &amp;nbsp;But the lines for it are often longer than I think is worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the shows at Disneyland are just as entertaining as the ride attractions. &amp;nbsp;But not all their shows are as interesting to me as some. &amp;nbsp;For example, I do like the fireworks, but I don't care for the parades. &amp;nbsp;The shows are a good chance to take a break and relax. But without the kids, this trip we favored going on the attractions more than stopping to watch shows. &amp;nbsp;Se we watched the fireworks from Splash Mountain instead of Main Street. We did watch Fantasmic at the Rivers of America. &amp;nbsp;That has been one of my favorite shows since I first watched it when I went to Disneyland with three of my great friends as seniors in high school. &amp;nbsp;But lately, the rage as been all about "World of Color" in Disney's California Adventure park. &amp;nbsp;We went to that show last time with all our family. &amp;nbsp;Frankly, I thought it wasn't worth it at all. &amp;nbsp;Even though we had "preferred seating," viewing the show over everyone's heads was a horrible inconvenience. &amp;nbsp;It was late, and the kids were all tired out. &amp;nbsp;The only way they could see was by getting on our shoulders. &amp;nbsp;That didn't work very well for two tired parents to take turns holding up four tired children. &amp;nbsp;And that show is far too long in my opinion. &amp;nbsp;Frankly, if you want to see a great a show at Disneyland, watch Fantasmic. &amp;nbsp;It contains some of the same types of water visual effects as World of Color. &amp;nbsp;But it also has a better story line and includes live actors and pyrotechnics that you don't get in World of Color.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot I took of the Fantasmic show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTNOCIloLWI/TmGlIo6ABnI/AAAAAAAAAnw/cNTjCPazNmM/s1600/DL2011_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTNOCIloLWI/TmGlIo6ABnI/AAAAAAAAAnw/cNTjCPazNmM/s320/DL2011_11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing: does anyone know how to get a legitimate copy of the apparently banned movie Song of the South? I understand it has some elements that may be offensive to some people. &amp;nbsp;That's too bad, because it still seems to be a cultural treasure that I would really like to view. &amp;nbsp;And Brer Rabbit is my wife's favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPmwgKYyqBI/TmGlRfvYidI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BSSdiUib_qE/s1600/DL2011_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPmwgKYyqBI/TmGlRfvYidI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BSSdiUib_qE/s320/DL2011_10.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-492206867847996609?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/492206867847996609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=492206867847996609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/492206867847996609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/492206867847996609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/disneyland-2011.html' title='Disneyland 2011'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRiAd9Q_ngs/TmGgSn2ZpzI/AAAAAAAAAns/_USIWlWDs2I/s72-c/DL2011_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-8324554298101016680</id><published>2011-04-03T22:36:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:09:39.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference, April 2011. cont'd</title><content type='html'>Day two of General Conference weekend started out with a lovely display of Mother Nature's power.  She decided our plum tree needed some thinning.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lkbMus_t8kA/TZlMO9EDe0I/AAAAAAAAAms/w1GqEthA9_o/s320/IMG_0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591584232150629186" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poor tree may look a little sadder.  But at least it will likely survive.  Some of our neighbors sadly lost trees completely.  But, we still had the rest of conference to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started our morning with homemade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beignets&lt;/span&gt;.  The girls were especially excited to try out this treat. They learned about them from Princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tiana&lt;/span&gt; from Disney's The Princess and the Frog movie. They were quite rich and delicious. Rae did a wonderful job of getting them done just right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIig0k5-SKI/TZlOJnc7qdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/BH_BeWkRT-8/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591586339473304018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed watching the Sunday morning of Conference streamed to us again on the computer.  It seemed to have more stutter in it than the day before.  Perhaps there were quite a few more people logging on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/sessions/2011/04?lang=eng"&gt;lds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/sessions/2011/04?lang=eng"&gt;.org&lt;/a&gt; to get their semi-annual dose of Conference inspiration.  We opted to use the computer to watch Conference because our television is in a smaller room in the basement, and it doesn't get good reception.  So we spread out and relaxed in the living room upstairs to enjoy the sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between sessions my parents provided a delicious turkey dinner.  My mother had it prepared for my uncle and aunt that had been in town from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas.  But the snowy weather scared them away early, so we got to be the beneficiaries instead.  Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took our time eating the turkey dinner.  So we were a bit late starting the last session of Conference.  Not to worry with the magic of streaming over the Internet.  We just backed up the stream a few minutes and started from the beginning.  I'm glad we didn't have to miss any of Elder Scott's talk.  He &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/watch/2011/04?lang=eng&amp;amp;vid=882591213001&amp;amp;cid=3"&gt;shared some pretty tender thoughts and experiences&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the last session, the kids and I put together a Lego model of the White House.  Our family visited Washington, D.C. around Conference time last year.  So it was a fun way to commemorate the trip one year later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, Rae and the girls made "bunny buns."  Yet another yummy treat filled our tummies on General Conference weekend.  These were made of baked dough and sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1suoMVFdYmQ/TZlQk_VgMjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gJvw3AfyYKw/s320/bunnybuns.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591589008764318258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so grateful for the time we were able to spend together as a family.  It was a fantastic weekend! I'll keep thinking back on this time as an uplifting memory to help get me through the challenging work week ahead of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-8324554298101016680?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8324554298101016680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=8324554298101016680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8324554298101016680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8324554298101016680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2011/04/general-conference-april-2011-contd.html' title='General Conference, April 2011. cont&apos;d'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lkbMus_t8kA/TZlMO9EDe0I/AAAAAAAAAms/w1GqEthA9_o/s72-c/IMG_0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-4966204943659946246</id><published>2011-04-02T22:20:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:05:46.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference, April 2011</title><content type='html'>I'm very grateful for &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/watch?lang=eng"&gt;General Conference&lt;/a&gt; time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, especially work, has been really busy lately.  And being able to take a break this weekend has been a huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quite enjoy the messages, music, and the spirit of General Conference.  But I also liked the traditions.  My favorite tradition is Rae's special snack food she whips up at conference time.  We call it "Rae Dip" and it is the yummiest cracker dip ever. It's a mixture of cream cheese, cheddar cheese, and salsa.  We usually enjoy it with Wheat Thins.  Yummy!  Too bad the kids ate both boxes of the crackers on the first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the kids happy during eight hours of General Conference is a bit tricky.  At least we can be a bit relaxed in the comfort of our home.  Rae found some &lt;a href="http://www.mormontimes.com/article/20263/General-conference-activity-pages-for-children?s_cid=search_queue&amp;amp;utm_source=search_queue"&gt;activities online&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ldunn.bonnint.net/april2011.pdf"&gt;printed them out for the kids&lt;/a&gt;.  They included some  Conference-themed bingo cards, coloring pages, and puzzles. Our six-year-old got into the coloring the most.  She drew pictures of all the members of the Quorum of the Twelve and the First Presidency.  See if you can guess who is in each drawing.  These are the drawings she did for the Saturday general sessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUlg_QUKxso/TZf4qM7q5-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/2gZAV_srVxI/s1600/VDIUEPSG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUlg_QUKxso/TZf4qM7q5-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/2gZAV_srVxI/s320/VDIUEPSG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210866313455586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_Bxqr2iKng/TZf4p34ImfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ioGQO-PMrA8/s320/QFSSZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210860661479922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Itlf4ueRug/TZf4pn4aa_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/cMB2343CsLc/s320/QBDLFS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210856367680498" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCApbBfcdIw/TZf4OuqXx4I/AAAAAAAAAmE/VBdPpM4AeH8/s320/PBLT.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210394331367298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-405-x4eZ2sk/TZf4N9MsLjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pjmJiAJnvIo/s320/OFMTPO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210381053537842" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS8EPvtcpgo/TZf4NkSx58I/AAAAAAAAAl0/3H2oN_U4t-U/s320/NPOTPO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210374368192450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VW_vWHVlHbg/TZf4NeLgVNI/AAAAAAAAAls/NaOe00vr4lI/s1600/FZSJOH.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VW_vWHVlHbg/TZf4NeLgVNI/AAAAAAAAAls/NaOe00vr4lI/s320/FZSJOH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210372727067858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YB0_iqsHzVQ/TZf4NCD-mcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/lc0hEYTj7qE/s320/CBMMBSE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591210365179304386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priesthood Session&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really torn about the Priesthood Session of conference.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the one hand, I really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; love enjoying a session of conference that I feel like is just for me.  It's a time to focus on listening to the messages without the distractions of everyday life, especially the children.  The music is usually really awesome at the Priesthood Sessions too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand, I don't get the benefit of being able to sit with my darling wife during the session.  Worse, she gets to deal with the challenge of caring for the the children all alone: getting them dinner, ready for bed, etc.  Sometimes I wish the Priesthood Session were a little shorter. (Isn't the Young Women meeting only about 90 minutes?) That way I wouldn't be away from the family for so long.  And the time of the day is a bit tricky since it's right around bedtime for the children.  I also wish adult sessions of Stake Conferences weren't usually at that time for the same reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, this Priesthood Session was yet another really good one.  I especially liked President Uchtdorf's message.  It was very motivating to me.  When I returned home after the session, we had family prayer time.  But instead of our usual Scripture Study time after the prayer, Rae asked me to share with the family a report of what I learned from the Priesthood Session.  Boy! Was I glad I took notes on my "smart phone." :)  (You'll have to &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/watch/2011/04?lang=eng&amp;amp;vid=879108322001"&gt;watch President Uchtdorf's talk&lt;/a&gt; to hear about that little joke!)  It was a nice chance to share with the children why going to the Priesthood Session is so important to me.  I was grateful to share with them my testimony of the Gospel.  Hopefully the things I learned and shared can help them to build up their own testimonies further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-4966204943659946246?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4966204943659946246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=4966204943659946246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/4966204943659946246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/4966204943659946246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2011/04/general-conference-april-2011.html' title='General Conference, April 2011'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUlg_QUKxso/TZf4qM7q5-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/2gZAV_srVxI/s72-c/VDIUEPSG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-6249496675614401524</id><published>2010-12-02T22:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:05:15.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TPiHRpM3r-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mabhC4meQxA/s1600/image-774411.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TPiHRpM3r-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mabhC4meQxA/s320/image-774411.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546331678294126562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been a week since Thanksgiving, but I&amp;#39;m still very much in a thankful  mood. Today, I&amp;#39;m feeling particularly grateful for my wife.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the many wonderful things she has done for our family in the past week:&lt;br /&gt;• bought me my favorite cereal&lt;br /&gt;• cared for our baby while I taught my Sunday School class&lt;br /&gt;• got our daughters ready for their concert and didn&amp;#39;t even have enough time to eat her own dinner&lt;br /&gt;• arranged for someone to watch our son and baby so I could go with the missionaries to teach a lesson&lt;br /&gt;• got all of our kids ready for school in the mornings&lt;br /&gt;• took all of the kids to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;• agreed to play several rounds of my favorite card game, Spaced Out, with me&lt;br /&gt;• took our baby in for immunizations&lt;br /&gt;• taught our baby to walk&lt;br /&gt;• washed all of our laundry and even ironed my handkerchiefs&lt;p&gt;She is so amazing. I feel so blessed to have her in my life.&lt;p&gt;I love you, Gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-6249496675614401524?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6249496675614401524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=6249496675614401524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6249496675614401524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6249496675614401524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-part-2.html' title='Thanksgiving, Part 2'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TPiHRpM3r-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mabhC4meQxA/s72-c/image-774411.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-3000743431253792396</id><published>2010-09-10T16:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T11:58:56.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinecar Derby!!</title><content type='html'>Our son's Cub Scout pack held their pinewood derby this week.  We all had a fun time.  Thanks for your help making the car, Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZ4WKvTVXbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZ4WKvTVXbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZ4WKvTVXbM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/gZ4WKvTVXbm/2.jpg" width="425" height="344" alt="Cub Scout Pinewood Derby" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-3000743431253792396?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3000743431253792396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=3000743431253792396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/3000743431253792396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/3000743431253792396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/pincar-derby.html' title='Pinecar Derby!!'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-469409852972367596</id><published>2010-07-17T23:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:22:07.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Camp 2010, Day 2: Galaxy Quest</title><content type='html'>Day two of cub camp produced a fair amount more footage. I've finally found a few moments to edit it and post to YouTube. &lt;br /&gt;The boys really seemed to have a great time. And so did I. It was definitely a dirty experience. But what fun is Scout camp if you don't go home with a little dirt under your nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Rxh84q3mxw" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Rxh84q3mxw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Rxh84q3mxw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/4Rxh84q3mxw/0.jpg" width="425" height="344" alt="Cub Camp 2010: Galaxy Quest" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-469409852972367596?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/469409852972367596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=469409852972367596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/469409852972367596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/469409852972367596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/07/cub-camp-2010-galaxy-quest.html' title='Cub Camp 2010, Day 2: Galaxy Quest'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-6676003941524374170</id><published>2010-07-14T22:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:23:11.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Camp 2010, Day 1, Cub Frontier Fort</title><content type='html'>We've been having a wonderful time at Cub Scout day camp this year. Day 1 was at Cub Frontier Fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6ZgkMnpUVY" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6ZgkMnpUVY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6ZgkMnpUVY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/c6ZgkMnpUVY/0.jpg" width="425" height="344" alt="Cub Camp 2010: Cub Frontier Fort" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Galaxy Quest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-6676003941524374170?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6676003941524374170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=6676003941524374170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6676003941524374170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6676003941524374170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/07/cub-camp-2010-day-1-cub-frontier-fort.html' title='Cub Camp 2010, Day 1, Cub Frontier Fort'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-7527226457374504796</id><published>2010-07-04T16:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:16:17.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of short clips of some parade-time fun we had as a family this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video is of the Riverton Town Days Parade.  My brother and his wife were very kind to arrange the great spot from which to enjoy the parade. They also cooked up a delicious dessert to share! And we loved watching our niece march in the parade with her high school band.  This is the same video clip I previously posted straight to Facebook, but hopeful the resolution is a little bit better with this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y" width="425" height="258"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fw7-joAO4_Y"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/fw7-joAO4_Y/0.jpg" width="425" height="258" alt="Riverton Town Days Parade" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw7-joAO4_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fw7-joAO4_Y"&gt;Link to YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next video is of our annual neighborhood parade. We have an awesome neighbor that goes to a good deal of effort to organize this fun gathering.  The children love dressing up in their star-spangled funnest, decorating bikes, scooters, strollers, etc., and cruising through the neighborhood to the beat of a drum line.  We end the parade at the city park by our neighborhood where the children enjoy face painting, popsicles, and other treats.  What an awesome neighborhood we live in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/kphoQQgWJ60" width="425" height="258"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkphoQQgWJ60" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kphoQQgWJ60&amp;feature=youtube_gdata"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/kphoQQgWJ60/0.jpg" width="425" height="258" alt="Neighborhood Parade" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kphoQQgWJ60&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kphoQQgWJ60&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kphoQQgWJ60"&gt;Link to YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae got this great shot. I think our neighborhood looks really pretty in this shot.  And the color of the parade looks great against the green of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEN8KdpZyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qwD7NekbvSU/s1600/IMG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEN8KdpZyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qwD7NekbvSU/s320/IMG_2306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490184747993360162"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEO4CMHoyI/AAAAAAAAAew/8l71vGr79sY/s1600/IMG_2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEO4CMHoyI/AAAAAAAAAew/8l71vGr79sY/s320/IMG_2319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490185776564511522"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the parade, we also enjoyed a nice little family picnic at my parents' house.  It was great to see my cousin who lives in Minnesota there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEQbU98_aI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Iq5hNa7_uO0/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEQbU98_aI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Iq5hNa7_uO0/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187482412416418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEQawHPtEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/uqQpuLyhDak/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEQawHPtEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/uqQpuLyhDak/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187472519279682"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we ended the weekend with another picnic at my wife's parents' house. The following clip shows a bit of the fun and games we enjoyed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/OuPTEK_0u8w" width="425" height="258"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OuPTEK_0u8w" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuPTEK_0u8w"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/OuPTEK_0u8w/0.jpg" width="425" height="258" alt="Family Picnic" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this has been a fantastic 4th of July weekend. It makes me very proud to be an American.  I'm very grateful to God for this great nation.  May he bless us all to preserve the freedoms we enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-7527226457374504796?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7527226457374504796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=7527226457374504796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7527226457374504796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7527226457374504796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TDEN8KdpZyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qwD7NekbvSU/s72-c/IMG_2306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-1848160375487552160</id><published>2010-06-20T22:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:49:35.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TB7nvaLsC-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/X-ShKZDbxtc/s1600/FathersDayDrawing.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TB7nvaLsC-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/X-ShKZDbxtc/s320/FathersDayDrawing.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485076197852056546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Did I have an awesome father's day!  My wife and children are the best.  They started with making me a very lovingly-prepared and delicious breakfast of pancakes, sausage, strawberries, yogurt, orange juice and tropical fruit smoothie.  They sang a &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=2&amp;amp;searchseqstart=210&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=210&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;primary father's day song&lt;/a&gt; as they brought the food to me.  They were so cute.  Our six-year-old felt bad that she didn't have anything made at school to give me like her older siblings. So my wife let her give me a game that she had bought for me.  But she did give me a cute coloring page that she worked on in church later. (See the accompanying picture.)   Her siblings gave me a cute craft made of woven construction paper and a "pocket" stuffed with a paper ruler, pen, and pencil with nice sayings written on them.  My wife had another "bigger" present in mind for me.  But it was still being shipped.  So she felt bad enough to give me a cute little pretend iTunes gift card instead. Well, I thought she was quite a bit more generous in the amount of the gift card than I really deserved!&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TB7o7CtQ1yI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lOVbKKO32uY/s320/iTunesGiftCard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485077497220486946" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At church, all of the primary children sang two songs for the fathers in the ward during sacrament meeting.  The first was "&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=2&amp;amp;searchseqstart=209&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=209&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;Fathers&lt;/a&gt;" and the second was the same song my family sang to me in the morning.  It was very cute. Although, our son did disappear for a while during the second song.  We discovered that he was busy removing his socks for some reason.  But don't worry, at least he brought back one of them when they were done.  Thanks, Sister Atkinson, for finding the other one for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At priesthood meeting, we were given some yummy cookies to munch on during our meeting.  I chose a chocolate cookie with frosting. Thanks, Sister Howell and the Relief Society!  They were great!  Our priesthood lesson on the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=4d621f7962d43210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=5158f4b13819d110VgnVCM1000003a94610aRCRD"&gt;Atonement&lt;/a&gt; ended a bit early. So we even had enough time to fold and put away all of the chairs before primary was finished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After church, we took the kids to my wife's parent's home.  My brother-in-law (yes, the same infamous &lt;a href="http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncle-tooth-fairy.html"&gt;tooth-fairy's assistant&lt;/a&gt;, although not to be outdone by other, &lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/Science/Cool-Astronomy/2010/0616/Kid-extracts-loose-tooth-with-model-rocket-VIDEO?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+feeds%2Ftop+%28Christian+Science+Monitor+%7C+Top+Stories%29"&gt;more ambitious tooth pullers&lt;/a&gt;) had cooked up some delicious barbecue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so grateful to be a father!  I feel so loved and am so happy to have such a significant purpose in this life.  I have four wonderful children, who are such a joy to have in my life.  And my gorgeous wife is the perfect companion to work beside in raising these little angels.  She is so loving and patient with all of us.  I couldn't make it without her deep wisdom and phenomenal organizational skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am also grateful to my own father for all that he has done for me.  He is an awesome example and has always been a wise teacher and mentor for me.  I feel privileged to have been sent to him and my dear mother to be brought up in this world.   Of course there are very many on this world that don't have such ideal family circumstances.  Still, I know that our Father in Heaven really loves his children on earth and works for our happiness, even if we don't always recognize it. Ultimately, He is the Father to whom we can all pay homage on this very special occasion of Father's Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all you fathers and those of you who have a father: Happy Father's Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-1848160375487552160?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1848160375487552160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=1848160375487552160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1848160375487552160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1848160375487552160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day-2010.html' title='Father&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/TB7nvaLsC-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/X-ShKZDbxtc/s72-c/FathersDayDrawing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-5708887788954868453</id><published>2010-06-06T23:19:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:10:51.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>Our 6-year-old daughter had a tooth that was very loose.  She asked me multiple times over the few previous days to try to pull it out for her.  I'm quite squeamish with such things.  So my attempts were not very effective.  I tried to tug it out, but when it didn't come out with just a little force, I gave up and told her we'd have to wait a little longer for it to loosen some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, her uncle wasn't quite so patient with the tooth. I had left her at his home while I helped my parents move some furniture in their house.  My brother-in-law had an innovative way to get the loose tooth out. Clearly from the video, my daughter was in no way harmed or in danger.  But the extreme nature of this extrication method still shocked me a bit.  Anyway, her uncle was at least good for the dollar he promised his niece.  And she was clearly happy for not only the dollar from her uncle, but for the anticipated earnings to come in from the other Tooth Fairy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the video, if you dare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uZFCIucbH8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="rtsp://v3.cache5.c.youtube.com/CjYLENy73wIaLQl_bJyLCEXm2hMYESARFEIJbXYtZ29vZ2xlSARSBWluZGV4YL3Gi4jT1Mn5Rgw=/0/0/0/video.3gp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/2uZFCIucbH8/0.jpg" width="425" height="344" alt="Riverton Town Days Parade" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   YouTube Video&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uZFCIucbH8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uZFCIucbH8"&gt;You Tube Link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-5708887788954868453?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5708887788954868453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=5708887788954868453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/5708887788954868453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/5708887788954868453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncle-tooth-fairy.html' title='Uncle Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-1937341445807635995</id><published>2010-03-07T22:23:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:33:14.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><title type='text'>Without Bounds: Atlantis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The inspiration for the name of my blog came from our two oldest children. Our 10-year-old daughter and our 8-year-old son have both been diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder. While Autism may be a convenient label to affiliate with them to help describe some of their behaviors, it is still really too narrow of a box to capture who these two precious souls are. It may be that Autism isn't really the most accurate label at all to apply to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While sometimes it's comforting to have that somewhat "solid" explanation to hold on to, I'm inclined to allow my view of them to be more open and flexible. Raising them has presented enormous challenges to my wife and me. But it has fascinated me to observe and ponder on the unique nature of our children. The title "Without Bounds" captures so much more about our children than any clinical diagnosis from a psychologist ever could. It describes the way they impulsively act out any and all desires they have at any given moment. Their disregard of conventions, traditions, culture, and rules is often a source of frustration for us at home. But that also gives me a glimmer of hope for them. I anticipate that their "thinking outside of the box" and living "without bounds" in general can allow them to reach beyond what others may initially view as the limits of their potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Example: Atlantis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; An example of the limitless possibilities came up recently. Like most boys his age, our son often becomes obsessed with certain themes and brands as marketed by various enterprises that generate products targetting young children. Lately he has become very interested in Lego toys and some of the themed incarnations of those toys. One of those themes is Atlantis. He has been asking a lot of questions about Atlantis. At one point he asked my wife to read to him about Atlantis. We happen to have a book presenting the vision of Atlantis from the point of view of a somewhat recent Disney animated movie. He promptly declined, tersely declaring "that isn't the real Atlantis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, one night he asked me, "Dad, is Atlantis real." I recommended that he explore that question by going to the original source. I said that he should read about it in Plato's &lt;em&gt;Republic&lt;/em&gt;. He took to that idea enthusiastically. I had an old copy of the book given to me by a friend in college. Our son and I had an exhilirating run throughout our house, searching from bookcase to bookcase for the book. We finally found it on a shelf in the family room downstairs. He happily clutched the precious book in his hands as we climbed the stairs up to his bedroom, at one point declaring that he was going to become a diver when he was older. His excitement was thrilling for me to see. He had in mind an exciting journey of discovery and adventure. Of course I recognize this was induced by the very Disney movie he had earlier rejected, as well as the depictions of Atlantis shown by the Lego toys. But it overjoyed me to see him aggressively pursuing his ambitions to the extent that he could as a young boy. And now here he was, with the secrets to Atlantis to be found buried within the words of Plato himself. Later that night I found him with the book in bed, scanning through the book searching for clues about Atlantis. He soon tired and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course I'm not so deluded to really believe that my boy is just going to start plowing through Plato's &lt;em&gt;Republic&lt;/em&gt;. This is the same boy that sometimes can't even get through his comic books on his own unless Dad is there to help him read. In fact, as I peeked at the place he had marked with a scrap paper, I discovered that he had actually made it as far as page 'x' of the introduction. The introduction start on page 'viii.' :) It truly would be neat to see him explore the ideas of mathematics and philosophy presented by Plato. But I'm pretty sure he will quickly tire of the plan and give up. Nevertheless, I was so impressed by his willingness to branch out just a hair. I feel like one day just such a whim will truly captivate him or his sister and lead him or her through fantastic growth and learning. I can't wait to see that, because I really love seeing the sparkle in the eyes of my son and daughter as they reach for their dreams, reaching well byond the bounds that most of us seem to stay behind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-1937341445807635995?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1937341445807635995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=1937341445807635995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1937341445807635995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1937341445807635995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2010/03/without-bounds-atlantis.html' title='Without Bounds: Atlantis'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-5073205451537037363</id><published>2009-12-31T13:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:07:01.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly Siobhán</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz0Na4f37eI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Elg1Fa8TMAI/s1600-h/Molly+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz0Na4f37eI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Elg1Fa8TMAI/s320/Molly+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421504281917779426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Molly Siobhán&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Born 28 Dec 2009&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 lb. 10 oz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;19 in. long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother and baby are doing very well.  The siblings appear to be adjusting relatively well.  But the cat still appears a bit jealous. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife was scheduled to be induced on Tuesday.  But apparently Monday turned out to be less busy than the hospital anticipated.  So they called her up just before 9 AM and asked if she could be there by 10 AM.  She was happy to have the baby sooner than later, so she said she would try.  I got a call from her after that.  I quickly wrapped up what I was doing at work and zipped home.  My sister-in-law and her husband were there to pick up the other kids as I arrived.  We quickly rushed to gather everyone up and send them off to grandma's house.  Then my wife and I drove to our new hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at the hospital just after 10.  Mom was checked in and on an IV by around 10:30.  From there, things progressed very quickly.  At first Mom felt a bit awkward being in a hospital bed ready to give birth but not actually having contractions.  She started out at a three.  But the pitocin worked its magic really quickly and she was well on her way to hard labor.  The contractions were very strong and frequent by 1 PM, but she endured them well.  Water was still intact, and the nurses were keen to keep it that way until the doctor could arrive to break it for her and complete the delivery.  But the doctor had been called away to an emergency cesarean section across the valley.  So we had to wait.  In the meantime, the contractions became worse and the pain more unbearable.  So we sought out the staff to arrange for an epidural, even though the original plan was to wait until after breaking the water.  But alas, the anesthesiologist at our hospital was occupied in a cesarean there.  So my wife pressed on through the pain until she was complete.  The nurses were starting to appear quite anxious, and the doctor was still not back from the other hospital.  It very nearly appeared that she was simply going to deliver without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the doctor rushed in through the door, threw off his coat and slipped on his sterile gear.  There was some difficulty getting the bed to break apart.  Apparently the bed had not been properly prepared.  The linens were put on wrong, not to mention the blood marks from a previous use still on parts of the bed.  Yecch!  Mom was really hurting at this point, but still enduring with an amazing amount of calm.  When almost everything was in place, she started pushing.  After four pushes, the baby was born at 2:37 PM.  Apparently my wife was the first to deliver at the hospital that day, despite arriving at the hospital three hours after everybody else.  For our first child, she was also quite rapid to progress and was very nearly complete by the time we arrived at the hospital.  The other two births were also somewhat smooth and quick.  I guess she's just good at this sort of thing. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really proud of her.  This was her first time being induced.  This was also her first delivery without an epidural.  Though it was not intended to be that way, she worked through labor and delivery marvelously.  Still, she indicated that it was excruciatingly painful; and she says she would not recommend it to anybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The recovery after birth has gone remarkably well.  Both Mom and Baby are home resting now.  The siblings finally get to meet her and interact with their new sister.  They weren't allowed to visit in the hospital due to the restrictions related to H1N1 influenza.  We did set up video chat sessions with a netbook at the hospital to help them start to connect.  But once they got to meet her in person, they were immediately smitten.  The girls just love to hold her and be with her.  Our son was originally dismayed at still being the only boy among the children.  He had asked us to move him downstairs so he wouldn't have to be disturbed by the baby's crying in the room next door.  But once he met her, he too was excited to have a new baby sister around.  And while the first night at home had both Mom and Dad getting up several times to attend to a crying baby, our son apparently went through the whole night without waking up once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cat had already shown some signs of jealousy toward babies.  During a recent visit from our infant nephew, the cat was constantly seeking out attention and behaving slightly suspiciously around the baby.  While we were away at the hospital for Molly's birth, the cat was growing increasingly stir-crazy.  Every time I stopped by to check up on things and feed him, he chased me around the house to garner a few moments of love.  He's not declawed, and he definitely has his extra "playful" moments.  So we're keeping an eye on him as well as going a bit out of our way to give him some extra attention so he doesn't become too competitive or spiteful to the point of causing harm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;About The Names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The names Molly and Siobhán don't necessarily have any particular family significance.  They just happen to be names that Mom liked, and I was happy to agree to.  Both names are Irish.  Both my father and one of my brothers served as voluntary missionaries for our Church in Ireland.  So we're happy to make somewhat of a leap to grasp at that connection.  Molly is simply a variation of the name Mary.  Siobhán (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;pronounced &lt;i&gt;sha-VAHN&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;) is the Irish form of the name Joan, the feminine of John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-5073205451537037363?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5073205451537037363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=5073205451537037363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/5073205451537037363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/5073205451537037363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/12/molly-siobhan.html' title='Molly Siobhán'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz0Na4f37eI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Elg1Fa8TMAI/s72-c/Molly+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-6675612028945132877</id><published>2009-07-23T18:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:19:27.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Tree National Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Smj7oyxnP4I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HuastO5KQhk/s320/IMG_1549-747212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Smj7oyxnP4I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HuastO5KQhk/s320/IMG_1549-747212.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I visited Joshua Tree National Park recently. Many of the features were really pretty and interesting. However, I don't think the park in general holds a candle to many of the outstanding parks in Utah.&lt;/p&gt;Still, I did enjoy my brief time in the park today.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the park is quite what you'd expect of a desert: dry, brown, and plain. There were a few places that looked like tiny little oases.  And the large garden of cholla cactus plants was very impressive.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Smj7pHaCeFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/uIv4dnnQLfM/s1600-h/IMG_1555-748400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Smj7pHaCeFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/uIv4dnnQLfM/s320/IMG_1555-748400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361812040166045778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-6675612028945132877?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6675612028945132877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=6675612028945132877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6675612028945132877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6675612028945132877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/joshua-tree-national-park.html' title='Joshua Tree National Park'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Smj7oyxnP4I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HuastO5KQhk/s72-c/IMG_1549-747212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-7211568237167202607</id><published>2009-05-21T21:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:34:14.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions From The Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Three coworkers and I loaded up a rented Toyota Highlander last week and hit the road for a excitement-filled trip to the mountain desert outside of Tonopah, NV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;I&gt; Confession #1: Lawlessness. &lt;/I&gt; I drove us from Salt Lake to our destination. Now normally I really am the sort of guy who believes in obeying, honoring, and sustaining the law. But there's just something that snaps inside me when I'm on the clock, along with others in the car who are also charging for their time. For some reason my foot just gets a bit heavier than usual. The GPS we took along with us said the trip should be a bit over nine hours. ... I got us there in about five and a half. Now in my defense, I'm pretty sure the TomTom GPS underestimated the speed limits and quality of the roads, at least a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt; Confession #2: Worldliness. &lt;/I&gt; Admiteddly I'm already a bit too interested in the things of the world. Gadgets and technology are particular weaknesses I have. The place we stayed on this trip made me realize just how much stock I put into such things. We stayed at a site unfortunately-named "man camp." Man Camp was one of the least pleasant places I've visited in the continental U.S.  We weren't allowed to bring in computers, including smart phones. Cell phone coverage was non-existant. The buliding we lived in was actually an old dormitory. It was nestled into a bleak complex of other similar buildings along with completely dilapidated portable buildings, a recreation center, a sad looking ball field and a running track around a grassless soccer field. My room was just large enough for two basic twin beds, a small desk, a lamp table and a very broken down chest of drawers that barely held up the weight of the late-eighties model TV on it, but certainly didn't have any drawers that were actually usable. The bathroom was really just a small water closet with a modest toilet and a small shower stuffed behind the door. The carpet in the room didn't seem like it had ever been cleaned since it was installed some decades ago.  There was, at least, a phone. And the TV did have a modest selection of cable channels.   My wife asked me which I missed more, my iPhone or her. It was definitely her, but the iPhone wasn't too far behind. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt; Confession #3: Selfishness. &lt;/I&gt; A dozen or so participants of our group flew in an old jet while the rest of the team stayed at a headquarters building near the airstrip or at a remote site on a peak several miles away. I was assigned to fly on the plane. (By the way, I was told that this plane was previously used by George W. while he campaigned for president.) I really did offer to switch places with one or the other of my coworkers assigned to the ground site. But I'm pretty sure my heart wasn't fully backing up the offer. Flying did have its down sides: motion sickness, longer hours, etc. But it sure came with some perks. Man Camp was forty miles from the nearest restaurant, and even the cafeteria by the airstrip was closed on the weekend while we were there. But the airplane had (got) to fly to Las Vegas in order to refuel. When in Vegas, we still didn't have time to go anywhere. But even just visiting the corporate jet center at the airport was quite a treat. One day we each pitched in $5 for Subway sandwiches from a nearby store. Another day we called in an order for pizza to be delivered in time for us to take back with us on the plane.  The lounge area had free gourmet cookies and lemonade. The  restrooms were spacious and clean. Though not normally my preferred view, the sight of the lavish casinos of the Las Vegas Strip across the street was certainly more pleasant on the eyes than the rocks and scrub brush of Man Camp. And best of all, I had cell phone coverage to let me place a quick call home to my beloved wife while waiting for the plane to be fueled. I secretly cherished these brief escapes to civilization while my counterparts back on the mountain top suffered without decent food or water and were burned by the desert sun. I felt bad for them, but maybe not as much as I felt glad for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt; Confession #4: Merrymaking. &lt;/I&gt; Though not perfect, our testing over the weekend was quite successful. I'd go into details, but I'm not good at making my work sound interesting to others. I get too caught up in jargon and parts that are boring to most sane people. Suffice it to say we successfully established a really cool wireless Internet connection. Hmm, see: I told you I'm not that great at making my work seem interesting. Unfortunately our last flight was canceled due to bad weather. But that gave us some extra time to celebrate. So what does one to to celebrate while staying at Man Camp? Why one goes to the recreation center, of course! The recreation center was quite popular with participants in our testing. The biggest reason was very likely the $2 beers! OK, so there's really not much for me to confess here. I'm still as dry as the day I was born. Most of my Salt Lake coworkers and I managed to avoid the actual bar area. Instead, we hung out in the game and sports areas. We enjoyed an evening of arcade games and pool. I play pool horibly. But I did manage at least a few good shots on the air hockey table. I actually didn't even stay up very late. The six several-hour flights of the previous three days had me absolutely exhausted. So I hit the hay after only a few hours, anticipating my none-to-soon escape from Man Camp back to my loving family at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-7211568237167202607?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7211568237167202607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=7211568237167202607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7211568237167202607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7211568237167202607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/confessions-from-road-trip.html' title='Confessions From The Road Trip'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-7895475344903657876</id><published>2009-04-25T10:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:30:16.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Online review - Lego Star Wars Jedi Starfighter!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-48747a45a02e6abe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48747a45a02e6abe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329897532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CFD6180D38EA49AD906AB38CAF2804A962F949F.339C7601F2CB8FE10D45D2A0507AD3EB7C6CA539%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48747a45a02e6abe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaDucLwQZZwacMNVjoXCckvYvUYQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48747a45a02e6abe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329897532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CFD6180D38EA49AD906AB38CAF2804A962F949F.339C7601F2CB8FE10D45D2A0507AD3EB7C6CA539%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48747a45a02e6abe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaDucLwQZZwacMNVjoXCckvYvUYQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son recently discovered an online video review of a Lego toy.  He was fascinated by it.  He liked watching it over and over.  He memorized the elements of the review as well as the style of the reviewer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days later, he decided to give it a try on his own.  He grabbed hold of his mother's digital camera, put it in video mode, and let it roll.  This video is the result.  The cute guy really seems to enjoy this kind of thing so much.  So we decided to post it here so he could see it online for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-7895475344903657876?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=48747a45a02e6abe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7895475344903657876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=7895475344903657876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7895475344903657876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7895475344903657876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/online-review-lego-star-wars-jedi.html' title='Online review - Lego Star Wars Jedi Starfighter!!!!'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-1237187169910138103</id><published>2009-03-15T15:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:18:00.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stake Conference</title><content type='html'>We've enjoyed another fantastic stake conference this weekend.  Our stake presidency has been released after eight and a half years of great service.&lt;div&gt;We were visited by Elder LeGrand R. Curtis, Jr., area-authority seventy, and Elder Marlin K. Jensen, general authority seventy.  They were both marvelous teachers and leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some highlights that I enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Priesthood Leadership session, Elder Curtis taught about revelation.  Then Elder Jensen followed up teaching about the order of the priesthood.  He highlighted the wording about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;order&lt;/span&gt; of the priesthood in &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/107/1-4"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 107:1-4&lt;/a&gt;.  Then he emphasized our roles in that order as explained in &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/64/29#29"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 64: 29&lt;/a&gt;.  Elder Jensen used terms from the legal profession (his former occupation) to highlight those concepts.  He taught us that we, as priesthood bearers, are the agents mentioned in the Doctrine and Covenants.  The &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/principal[2]"&gt;principal&lt;/a&gt; who engages the agents to act on His behalf is the Lord.  He compared our charge as priesthood holders to the practice of granting "power of attorney" in the modern legal sense.  The "scope of authority" of His agents is established "according to the will of the Lord."  Elder Jensen referred us to Elder Curtis' teachings on revelation to help us know the extent of our scope of authority to act as agents to the Lord.  I also like the additional depth of meaning provided by the &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/agent"&gt;Latin root of the word agent&lt;/a&gt;, agere, meaning to drive, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lead&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Saturday evening adult session of the conference, Elder Jensen taught from the scripture&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/mosiah/4/9-10#9"&gt; Mosiah 4:9-10&lt;/a&gt;.  Elder Jensen used those verses to indicate how we can know that God forgives us of our sins.  But what struck me about them was how they so emphatically assert the existence and divinity of God.  I was touched by that and thought that anyone struggling with doubts about God's existence might benefit from reading those two verses.  He does live.  He does love us.  He does forgive us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our ward choir sang at that adult session.  We sang "Where Can I Turn For Peace," a number we had sung at our ward conference earlier in the year.  The stake presidency had heard it then and invited us to share it for the whole stake.  I'm glad they did.  Our performance at ward conference was OK.  But our performance at stake conference was truly backed by the hosts of heaven.  It felt so much stronger and meaningful.  I was glad to be a small part of it and feel strengthened by the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, I wasn't able to attend the final, general session of stake conference.  I was on a plane to Baltimore while it happened.  I can't wait to discover who is in our new stake presidency...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-1237187169910138103?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1237187169910138103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=1237187169910138103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1237187169910138103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1237187169910138103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/stake-conference.html' title='Stake Conference'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-2704655135950109282</id><published>2009-02-07T19:58:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:21:03.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SY5Laz83KfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0lufSXWGn-k/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SY5Laz83KfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0lufSXWGn-k/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300256735455816178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had heard about ice storms before.  News reports told of roads and transportation systems shut down.  They detailed the plight of hundreds of thousands of people without electricity due to cut power lines.  But never having lived anywhere but Utah during cold winters, I had never experienced a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; ice storm in person.  &lt;div&gt;In Utah, we usually only get the soft and  fluffy stuff.  It either melts almost right away, or builds up in soft piles that can be easily wiped away.  Sometimes it gets a little soggy.  But even the wet snow and slush is still squishy and somewhat easy to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went on a business trip to Maryland in January.  It was cold the whole week.  That alone was notable.  Obviously we have cold in Utah too.  But the humidity in Maryland made that cold cut straight to the core.  It reminded me of how much the humidity in Brazil made the heat feel hotter.   Even once we entered nice climate-controlled buildings, the cold feeling lingered with me.  I was glad I had my lab coat to keep me warmer while we worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose it is that same humidity that helps in the formation of the ice in the ice storms.  Our storm happened on our third day in Maryland.  I was astounded.  Finally, I had first-hand experience to help me better understand the difficulties that come with such a phenomenon.  I walked from our hotel to a nearby restaurant for breakfast.  On my way back, I saw a car that had slid over the ice through the disability parking stalls up onto the sidewalk in front of the restaurant.  Fortunately, nobody was hurt and nothing was damaged.  Our rental car was a covered in a 1/2-inch thick layer of hard ice.  One of my coworkers was the one to rent the car on this trip.  So he got the "opportunity" to figure out a way to get it off the car.  The little bit of paper towel we had left in the car the night before apparently was just not going to cut it.  So he just got in the car, turned on the engine, and hoped the heater would melt the ice quickly.  It didn't seem like it was working, when he spied something in the rear-view mirror.  The rental car company had furnished the car with an ice scraper that had been placed mostly out of sight behind the headrest of the rear seat.  We were saved from having to walk to work that morning.  Still, the short drive was somewhat perilous.  And we did witness one car slide into a curb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To save wear and tear on windshield wipers, and to make scraping ice easier, most drivers in the area would lift up the wipers from the windshield when leaving their cars parked while ice is possible.  Once again, this was a first for me.  But I could see the benefit of that.  Still, many people simply chose not to drive at all.  When we did get to work, we soon discovered that most of the employees at the company hosting us were either late to work, or simply opted to not go into work at all that day.  It hindered our schedule a little, but I wasn't about to speak critically of those who chose not to work that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the ice storm only lasted one day, the ice itself remained the rest of the week.  I was fascinated by it.  It was so foreign-looking and interesting to me.  It coated lawns with a beautiful solid white dome.  Sidewalks remained covered in a sheet of solid ice.  Ice like that would only form in front of my house if I neglected to shovel the snow and allowed two or three days' worth of elementary school pedestrian traffic to pack it down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The storm also prompted the closure of virtually all of the schools in the area as well.  This in turn compelled President Obama to complain.  Even the school attended by his daughters was closed for the day.  Obama, supposedly toughened by years of living in the frigid Chicago area, was dismayed that a little bit of ice caused such a fuss.  But I don't suppose that Obama had to personally drive out in that weather.  Had he done so, I doubt he would have been so critical of the school administrators.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I for one do not blame them one bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-2704655135950109282?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2704655135950109282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=2704655135950109282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/2704655135950109282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/2704655135950109282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/ice-storm.html' title='Ice Storm'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SY5Laz83KfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0lufSXWGn-k/s72-c/IMG_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-3999806590400201652</id><published>2008-12-08T22:00:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:53:14.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Where Do You Sleep?</title><content type='html'>We had tithing settlement last night.  It was the best one we've had yet with the kids.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They almost all came into the bishop's office within a few minutes of our turn starting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They actually stayed in their seats for most of the meeting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They didn't write on the walls with markers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They had a great learning moment with our bishop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure they were wild and crazy and chased around the gym and halls while we waited for our appointment.  But hey, we've had worse ... much worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our bishop was great.  He thoughtfully and kindly taught our children not only why we &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/mal/3/8-12#8"&gt;pay tithing&lt;/a&gt;, how the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/the-commandments/live-the-law-of-tithing"&gt;Church uses tithing funds&lt;/a&gt;, and the importance of declaring our tithing status with the bishop each year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the bishop asked each child to state whether or not they were "a full tithe payer."  It was nice watching our girls cheerfully and excitedly blurt out "yes!" when each was asked.  When the bishop asked our son, we had to pull the ear buds of Mommy's iPod out of his ears to compel him to hear and answer the question.  He answered "yes," but was obviously annoyed at the interruption of his search for Star Wars video clips.  (Isn't technology great at keeping kids still for at least a minute or so?! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part of the meeting was when our bishop asked us all if we had any questions.  Our son and younger daughter shot up their hands, eager to ask a question.  Our son was called on first.  He asked some vague question that was probably loosely relevant to the purpose of the meeting.  Then the bishop called on our daughter.  I was charmed by the way she grinned with little bright white teeth gleaming and her head slightly cocked to one side as she asked, "um ... where do you sleep?"  It was so adorable to witness her naive, but sincere curiosity in such a simple little question.  The thought of the bishop taking up residence in a Mormon church, huddled in some corner classroom on a cot was so humorous to me.  And never mind the thought of the poor former bishop, released just a year ago, displaced from his "home" just days before Christmas.  Of course the bishop was very kind in his answer.  He just smiled, perhaps holding back a chortle, and answered simply that he was just like our family, and had a home nearby, with a nice warm bed to sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, to our young daughter, it seemed natural to assume that the bishop lived at the church building.  She only ever really saw him at the church.  Or, at least, if she did see him elsewhere, he wasn't dressed up in his suit.  This was her first year in the main primary as well.  So she is still learning so much and figuring out how things work.  And of course, she had seen lots of the church building, nearly every hall, chapel, and room.  There was a kitchen, and bathrooms.  But she hadn't ever come across a room with a bed in it!  Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it just goes to show how much the bishop really does do for us.  It truly is nearly a full-time job in and of itself, despite the lack of pay.  Yet the bishop, of course, still has his own family and non-ecclesiastical career to maintain.  It truly must be possible only with a great deal of divine help.  It's definitely a post I would not feel up to holding.  I am extremely grateful to those whom the Lord does prepare and help to be called to such a position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-3999806590400201652?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3999806590400201652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=3999806590400201652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/3999806590400201652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/3999806590400201652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-do-you-sleep.html' title='Where Do You Sleep?'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-7662744440271155192</id><published>2008-09-30T20:23:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:34:39.639-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLgBkspxPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tnXm238pTio/s320/hibiscus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252006433102873842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been sent on another business trip to Hawai'i.  OK, so big deal.  It's not all fun in the sun and relaxation in a tropical paradise.  No really, it's really not.  I'm not kidding.  Oh, whatever, believe what you want.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip is all the buzz back at the office.  Everyone seems to have heard about the program that has sent people to Hawai'i.  "Oooh, now that must be a really tough assignment." [Insert sarcasm here.]  It's kind of ironic that one of our smaller programs is getting so much attention from so many people in the office.  I hear several may be attempting to discover "legitimate" business reasons to come join the traveling team to meet with customers, etc., especially the etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it's not all it's cracked up to be.  Sure we do get a little bit of time to enjoy the sites, sounds, and especially tastes of Hawai'i.  But there are serious down-sides to it too.  Take our schedule, for example.  This week we meet at the hotel resort at 1 AM to begin our travel to the work sites.  The travel time on Maui from the hotels in Kihei to the summit of Haleakala is about 90 minutes.  I'm currently on the Big Island.  Our travel time from the resort at Waikoloa to the NOAA facility near the top of Mauna Loa is closer to 110 minutes.  Then we work at the site for about 6 to 8 hours; our time is limited on the sites because our customer is worried about long-term exposure to high-altitude conditions.  So we do our experiments and collect our data, and turn around and go back down the mountain.  So basically half of our 24-hour day is spent at work, during not-so-enjoyable hours of the day, and a third of that time is spent traveling.  And please note that it is not necessarily pleasant travel.  It's mostly motion-sickening winding switchback roads.  Here on the Big Island, it's also a very rough, pothole-filled road much of the way.  Right now, I also don't have a car.  So for any personal time remaining, I'm mostly limited to the locations within walking distance in the Waikoloa Beach Resort, which is about 20 miles away from anything else of significance on the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part about it is how much I miss my family while I'm here.  Sure, my co-workers, other contractors, and the customers are all really pleasant people to live and work with.  But being away from my spouse and children for four weeks is definitely no picnic, neither for me, nor for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, there are still some really neat things about the trip.  This is my second time doing this for the company.  Last time, I got to bring Rae out for a few days before we started our work.  We stayed on Oahu and visited the &lt;a href="http://www.polynesia.com/"&gt;Polynesian Cultural Center&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/usar/"&gt;USS Arizona Memorial&lt;/a&gt; in Pearl Harbor, and other neat sites.  But it was really sad to send Rae off on one plane towards home while I got on another flight towards work on Maui.  But I've also been able to see a fair amount of the islands of Maui and Hawai'i.  The &lt;a href="http://www.mauiinformationguide.com/road-to-hana.php"&gt;road to Hana&lt;/a&gt; is really beautiful.  And seeing live volcanic activity in action at the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/havo/"&gt;Hawai'i Volcanos National Park&lt;/a&gt; was really amazing.  I've really enjoyed visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/temples/main/0,11204,1912-1-41-0,00.html"&gt;La'ie Temple&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/temples/main/0,11204,1912-1-106-0,00.html"&gt;Kona Temple&lt;/a&gt; too.  Yes, the food in Hawai'i is really delicious too, when we get a chance to enjoy it.  Most restaurants have limited lunch and dinner hours that don't match well with our work schedule.  Much of the time they are only open when we need to be sleeping to get ready for an early start the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you are interested, we are testing a faster-than-broadband Internet-like connection.  I was a lead developer of the networking software for this product.  We are testing our network connections between the two mountain tops.  I have been told these two volcanos are the only two such sites at a great distance from each other, but still within line-of-sight of each other anywhere in the USA; hence the reason for this location.  What we are working on is really cool technology and actually one of the most exciting parts of this trip for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some more &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=134632&amp;amp;l=99aa7&amp;amp;id=1222295554"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; of my trip this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-7662744440271155192?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7662744440271155192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=7662744440271155192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7662744440271155192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7662744440271155192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/09/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLgBkspxPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tnXm238pTio/s72-c/hibiscus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-6324784884813143268</id><published>2008-09-29T20:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:17:22.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii, je suis Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLbDWOH3II/AAAAAAAAAGw/kKVsTIY76Lc/s1600-h/wii-fit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLbDWOH3II/AAAAAAAAAGw/kKVsTIY76Lc/s320/wii-fit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252000966018325634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still persisting with my Wii Fit exercises.  I've passed the 100-day mark and my fit piggy bank is now silver.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found this to be one of the most amazingly motivating things for me.  It's a great mix of excellent design with really cool technology.  I'm always a sucker for that kind of thing, hence my addiction to Apple products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have time to do much with it, but I try to do it every day of the week except Sunday.  Mostly I just do push-ups/side planks and jackknives.  The balance games are sometimes pretty fun too.  I'd love to take more time to do the yoga, but just can't find enough time for it when I work out in the mornings.   I love how I can really easily track my  BMI and weight each day.  It's exciting to work toward a goal.  The only thing that bugs me about it is when it switches trainers on me occasionally.  Maybe if the lady trainer looked as good as Rae that would be OK ;)  But otherwise, No Thank You.  Now I just wish I could have it with me when I travel. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows, maybe with persistence, some day my arms won't be so pencil thin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-6324784884813143268?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6324784884813143268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=6324784884813143268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6324784884813143268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/6324784884813143268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/09/wii-je-suis-fit.html' title='Wii, je suis Fit'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLbDWOH3II/AAAAAAAAAGw/kKVsTIY76Lc/s72-c/wii-fit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-8646463088046720757</id><published>2008-08-29T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:55:18.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLXh7cSiNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fHmnEsCNzck/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLXh7cSiNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fHmnEsCNzck/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251997093359421650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full decade.  That's how long Rae and I have been married as of August.  That's such an awesome milestone!&lt;div&gt;I love Rae so much.  I can't wait for the next 10 and the eternity beyond that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Anniversary, Darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-8646463088046720757?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8646463088046720757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=8646463088046720757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8646463088046720757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8646463088046720757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/08/10.html' title='10!'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SOLXh7cSiNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fHmnEsCNzck/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-1644216525387093757</id><published>2008-08-02T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:51:33.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>"The Land of Enchantment"</title><content type='html'>Last week, I returned from a travel assignment to Albuquerque: "the Land of Enchantment." I found out on Monday of that week I was supposed to go help test out a new system I helped develop this past year. We had to take it to a facility that is integrating a satellite system we sold last year to test our new system against the satellite before it gets launched this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my coworkers and I flew out late Wednesday night. We stayed at the Radisson that night. I don't think I'd recommend it though. My room was fine, but nothing spectacular since it was only a $75/night room. My co-worker, Jim, however, had a really challenging time. His key wouldn't work in his first room. And his second room was apparently occupied, even though the hotel computer didn't think so. They finally put him up in the top-of-the-line two-story suite. But since it was 1 in the morning by then, all he really got to enjoy of the suite was the bed for five hours and a dead cockroach in the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the three of us enjoyed a full hot breakfast at the hotel restaurant, compliments of the hotel. Alby and I didn't have to endure the misfortunes of Jim, but we still reaped the rewards by using Jim's free breakfast coupons. But just to top it all off, according to Jim, even the coffee was horrible. Maybe the previous night's experience just left a sour taste in his mouth, since Alby didn't seems to mind the coffee at all. For my part, the orange juice was just fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Kirtland Air Force Base right after breakfast. It was really neat to see a part of the base I hadn't seen before. We went to a building that is specially equipped to put together and test space vehicles. The satellite we worked with was in a small clean room. The room has a constant flow of positive filtered air pressure to minimize dust and other small particles that could contaminate the space craft. Just outside that room was a high bay area. That area had another clean room in it. Only this clean room was on wheels. It was really cool to see a "portable" clean room. It was maybe thirty feet by thirty feet by thirty feet in size. Quite an impressive sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our testing didn't start out well. We spent the morning just trying to get cables would work for our high-end data link. We enjoyed lunch at the Copper Canyon Cafe, a place near the base that I had been to many times before when I was doing flight tests of another system I had worked on. After lunch, we finally got our link up and running. Once it was running, then I started running. Since the satellite didn't have all of its heating and cooling system enabled, we only had an hour or so at a time with the satellite on before it would overheat. So we had to hurry fast. The satellite inside the building was linked up with our ground terminal in a humvee parked just outside the building. I was the only software engineer there, but we had two systems to check out. I would make a change on the satellite system, then quickly run outside to make a corresponding change on the ground system and check the status. I had to make about a dozen such round trips before we could verify all of the issues and get the link fully operational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, we were really starting to be pressed for time. The Air Force folks were asking us to stay another day to get things finished. We, on the other hand, really didn't want to stay another day. So we worked as fast as we could to get it all done on time before our flight out that evening. Our flight was at 6:50 PM. We finally finished up our work at about 5:40 PM. Fortunately, the base shares runways with the Albuquerque airport. So we were at least close to the airport terminal. But we still had a rental car to return. Jim was our volunteer stuckee for that. Poor guy, he really had a lousy trip! We completely ignored having to refill the gas tank and Jim dropped off Alby and me at the terminal. We were there at about 6 PM, which was just enough time, especially since we didn't have any checked luggage and the security lines at ABQ are not often very long. But Jim still had to get to the rental car place and back to the terminal. Fortunately, the attendant at Enterprise was extremely helpful, and apparently not very busy. He offered to give Jim a ride back to the terminal so he didn't have to wait for the shuttle. Jim made it to the gate just as the airline starting boarding passengers on our flight. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just another glorious day in "The Land of Enchantment!" Too bad I may be asked to go back for another round in a few weeks. Hmph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-1644216525387093757?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1644216525387093757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=1644216525387093757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1644216525387093757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/1644216525387093757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/08/land-of-enchantment.html' title='&quot;The Land of Enchantment&quot;'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-1830012869961460758</id><published>2008-07-25T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:04:59.334-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>4-10s Work Week</title><content type='html'>The place where I work just announced a new work week option.  Basically we will have the option to work the same kind of 4 10-hour days work week that Governor Huntsman recently mandated for all Utah state employees.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently we work a 9-80 schedule.  That's where we work 80 hours in 9 days.  Most days are 9 hours long, not including lunch break.  When we work Fridays, we work 8 hours.  Then we get every other Friday off from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new work week policy will give us the flexibility to choose either the 9-80 schedule or the 4-10 schedule, as long as our manager approves our selection.  Then we'll be given the opportunity to update our schedule choice every 6 months.  I'm intrigued by this new option, but I'm not completely sure which way to go.  If anyone has some good advice either way, please feel free to leave a comment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my thoughts on the matter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4-10s Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every Friday off!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save gas by driving to work one less day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Longer work days may be somewhat more productive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More time to get errands done on Fridays during the day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4-10s Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less time with family on work days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More tiring work days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have to get up earlier to get to work; this could seriously impact my early morning Wii Fit workout :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9-80 Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bearable duration of work days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's what I'm already used to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More available to customers and vendors who are sometimes not aware that we get every other Friday off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every Friday still has its good side; one week we get paid on Friday, the next week we have Friday off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9-80 Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;More days away from family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More commuting and more commuting during peak traffic times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need to keep track of which Fridays are on and which are off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard from a friend of mine who works for the state that they will only get eight hours of paid time off for holidays.  If an employee want the whole day off they have to use vacation time or make up the other two hours some other time during the week.  I am completely flabbergasted by this.  I just can't believe the state would be so inflexible.  I really hope that is just a temporary thing and/or I don't really have all of the facts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as my company is concerned, they do have a slight issue with holiday pay this year.  There will be two remaining standard holidays in 2008 after we begin having the option to work a 4-10s week (starting 20 September).  If we elect to work 4-10s, we will only get 9 hours of paid time off for each of those holidays.  It's kind of the same lame issue that the state employees get, but at least it's only one hour difference.  Starting in 2009, they will have the electronic time card system updated and the allocation of holiday hours rearranged to allow for 10-hour holidays for those working 4-10s and 9-hour holidays for those working 9-80 schedules.  There will be 6 core holidays and an additional bank of holiday hours.  Those with the 4-10 schedule get 30 hours for flexible use, and 9-80 folks get 36.  So everyone will end up getting the same total number of hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One glitch that may occur with this policy is that we will be allowed to update our schedule choice every six months.  I'm not sure Human Resources has thought that one through completely.  I can imagine some employees taking advantage of the system by electing for the 9-80 schedule during the first six months of the year when there are fewer standard holidays but more flex holidays available, then switching to the 4-10s schedule the last six months of the year and ending up with more hours of holiday paid time off than the intended 90 hours per year.  Perhaps HR will figure that out and create some kind policy to shut down that potential loophole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does Anthony work late today or all day tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new system could get pretty tricky if there is an incompatible mix of employees working 4-10s and employees working 9-80.  A lot of the work I do is done as a team effort.  If the digital hardware designers and software engineers that I work with aren't around on the days or hours I am at work, it could be less efficient.  In that regard I'm surprised the company didn't just mandate the change across the board like the state did.  Still, it is quite considerate to those who have personal arrangements to update (e.g. dependent day care) to allow them to continue in their current schedules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Transportation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wonder what impact this will have on the public transportation system.  Many employees at our company are regular users of van pools, buses, light rail, and the commuter train.  Along with the state and the Church, our company is one of the largest employers in the area.  With the state and our company moving to 4-10s, I can't imagine Utah Transit Authority not reconsidering its Friday bus and train schedules.  If the Church were to adopt a 4-10s schedule as well, that would almost certainly result in reduced numbers of North-South Trax runs and Front Runner runs on Friday.  But even without the Church jumping on the bandwagon, I think Friday ridership will still drop significantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-1830012869961460758?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1830012869961460758/comments/default' title='Post 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-4934273407867139222?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4934273407867139222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=4934273407867139222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/4934273407867139222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/4934273407867139222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/07/pool.html' title='Pool Fun on Pioneer Day'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXILhwCTp98/SIkDt0AUITI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KkSso7Uw4vc/s72-c/photo-734953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-8600790620563382518</id><published>2008-07-24T15:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:11:47.557-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Pioneer Day</title><content type='html'>The Slades are enjoying some time together on Pioneer Day. &lt;p&gt;We started out with breakfast at the Hills'. It was a bigger event than I expected. Besides Val and Noni, Mandy and Mike were there with Mike's parents, his sister Shelley, and Shelley's new puppy Henry. Lei Momi and Doug Sampson were also there with several of their children and grandchildren. We enjoyed fruits, breakfast cake, and bacon. I think my favorite was Momi's sourdough pancakes. Mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After breakfast, Noni let RaeLynn, Joseph and Ella jump in the small pools she had set up. She also set up a plastic sheet to "slip 'n' slide" down the hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; For lunch, we devoured some delicious sandwiches from Kneaders Bakery. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So far it's turning out to be a great day!  The weather is great, albeit a bit hot. It's great to have the day off from work this year too. It's a fine day to celebrate. I'm certainly grateful to be able to enjoy this day in great peace and comfort. What a difference from the physical and emotional exhaustion that the original Mormon settlers to this area endured so long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-8600790620563382518?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8600790620563382518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=8600790620563382518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8600790620563382518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/8600790620563382518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/07/pioneer-day.html' title='Pioneer Day'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396383689822902642.post-7240404794888679610</id><published>2008-07-17T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:54:52.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Big Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SIlZv9DPrlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WcZisIW-8h4/s1600-h/roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SIlZv9DPrlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WcZisIW-8h4/s320/roof.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226807522917068370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're working on repairing, replacing, and adding to our roof.  Well, actually, we've hired a  friend to do it for us.  I've been Home Teaching Kenn Andersen for some time now.  He's a very talented contractor and we're  so excited to see what he's been able to do for our roof.&lt;br /&gt;The old roof had two layers of shingles, so we thought it best to strip off all of the old and put down new shingles instead of just adding a third layer.  Boy am I glad we decided to do that.  We discovered a lot of damage to the wood beneath the shingles in several places.  There was even one place that had a hole all the way through the two layers of shingles &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the wood beneath them.  Fortunately that was only over an eave outside the garage.  Still, it was a lot worse than we had expected.&lt;br /&gt;We bought shingles and other supplies from Harrington, just off of 21st South and I-15.  The first counselor in our ward's bishopric is related to people that own/operate Harrington, so he helped us get a decent discount.  We were a bit worried, though when Harrington called us just a day or two before the shingles were to be delivered.  The color of shingles we ordered was not available in the style we had selected.  It turned out OK, though.  They offered to substitute a slightly higher-quality shingle for the out-of-stock kind.  The color was very nearly the same and we wouldn't have known the difference in the style anyway.  Who pays attention to roofs in that much detail anyway?&lt;br /&gt;We're really excited about the addition to the roof.  We used to have a covered patio area.  When we moved in to the house, it had some corrugated fiberglass sheets attached to a simple wood frame to cover the small concrete pad behind our kitchen/dining room.  The fiberglass eventually failed and I had replaced it (poorly) with PVC panels.  When we asked Kenn to do our roof, we also mentioned that one day we would like to add on to our home.  He suggested that we could add on the roof now since we are re-doing the rest of it anyway.  Then when (if) time and budget permit, we can dig out a foundation and put up walls to fill it in later for an addition.  That sounded great to us!  Hopefully that will work out for us.  We may have some difficulty with minimum setback requirements in the zoning ordinances in Riverton.  We'll see how it works out later though.  For now, it's just a somewhat bigger covered patio area, and is still within even a strict interpretation of the setback rules.&lt;br /&gt;We're still not all the way done.  Kenn will be finishing the shingles and installing the permanent support posts.  I have some electrical work to add to it.  And then we need to cover the ceiling and soffits, and paint the exposed wood.  We can't wait for it to get done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8396383689822902642-7240404794888679610?l=without-bounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7240404794888679610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8396383689822902642&amp;postID=7240404794888679610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7240404794888679610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8396383689822902642/posts/default/7240404794888679610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://without-bounds.blogspot.com/2008/07/current-big-project.html' title='Current Big Project'/><author><name>Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441814510320813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/Sz6Ac_Dv9pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bzP2kYTFw2M/S220/AnthonyBricksAdj.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMvApuHj6Y8/SIlZv9DPrlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WcZisIW-8h4/s72-c/roof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
