Saturday, November 19, 2016

Fall Surprise!!!

In case you thought this was about the recent election, I'm sorry to disappoint you...  I honestly thought about blogging on the election, but then I remembered some of our dear friends were so disappointed by the outcome.  In fact it was a YUGE surprise.  We still love you and don't want you to feel bad about yourself for being less of an American.  I for one am clinging to my guns and Bible for support through these challenging times.

If you did not see the last blog you may want to go back and take a look.  I included a picture and challenged folks to guess what Pete was up to now...
What in the world is Pete up to?
I had a few suggestions about Pete's picture... Cloned?  Frozen for space travel?  While those were pretty good, they were not correct.  When Pete and I were away on our bike trip, Julie signed us up for Body Composition (FAT) testing!  Now I do not know if she was trying to tell us something, but what Julie wants, Julie gets.  A few days after our return, Pete and I were sitting nervously in The waiting room of Intermountain Live Well Center in Saint George.  I had my testing done before Pete so I could comfort him while he had his test.  Keep in mind he did not accompany me on my test.  I'm the blogger, not him.  My test went without a hitch and I am in fantastic shape for a 70 year old woman!  Only kidding, 12%, but you knew that.  I go to all of Pete's medical appointments for a couple of reasons.  1.  I explain he hates bright lights, never give him water, and the most important rule...no matter how much he begs, NEVER feed him after midnight!  2.  I provide translation services between doctor and Pete, mostly between Pete and the doctor. 3.  I find out the most interesting things to blog about!  So we enter the test area where they have the BodPod, pictured above.  You have to strip down to tight fitting shorts such as lycra bike shorts and the swim cap they provide for the test.  Fortunately for all of us, the technician and myself, Pete wore his lycra shorts under his clothes.  It was not bad enough seeing him in the TIGHT fitting shorts, but they were circa 1972 and had a four inch split up the side of one leg.  Who hangs onto something like that?  Pete!  The technician weighed Pete on a scale that is calibrated to a hundredth of a pound.  For those of you who were brought up in the California school system, that means it weighs even the small stuff...

We have been bugging Pete about losing weight since we came to STG.  We have had him on a strict exercise regime and diet, but he has only managed to lose 20 pounds.  Well, when he weighed in, he had actually lost thirty pounds since joining our team!  It turns out the piece of garbage scale he has is broken!  I'm sure you are thinking he has to have gotten rid of that piece of junk and bought a new, accurate scale.  No, he just makes the adjustment in his head, much like the clock in his truck which is ten minutes fast so he is never late...yet he is always late!  Anyway, the test went well.  They pump up the pod and measure the volume of air displaced and hocus pocus give you your percent body fat.  For medical disclosure reasons I can't divulge or in this case "diBULGE" Pete's body fat, but it is safe to say he would have been happy with the body fat of the average 70 year old woman.  Oh, and he has shrunk 2 inches...  In height!  Get your mind out of the gutter!  Needless to say, the training and dieting are still on going.

Cookie recently had some cosmetic implants...  Now I have never been a fan of the fake ones all the stars are getting.  I mean that is all you can see when you watch Keeping Up With the Kardashians.  Not that I ever watch that...  Julie encouraged her to get them as hers are kind of...how do I say this constructively, puny.  I have to admit, I don't look at them all that close, but her new ones make a YUGE difference.  Anyway, we wanted her to send us a selfie after the procedure and here it is.  Check out those babies!

Cookie selfie.  Smile!
Don't her eyelash extensions look wonderful?  What, you though I was referring to something else?  Wow, what a sick group of readers...Anyway, we loved the eyelashes, and can't stop laughing at the selfies...
Where is the camera?
We enjoyed Cookie's selfie so much we wanted to see how Pete did taking a selfie.  Well, we were not disappointed...
Pete's first selfie
We handed Pete the iPhone and asked him to take a selfie.  What you don't see is the burst of sixty photos per take as he would hold his finger on the button instead of pressing and releasing.  Here is my favorite...  Please do not allow the elderly to take selfies!
Look at that smile!  Such a photographer!
Hey, many of you do not know that our Pete was in the Navy.  In fact he was a Seal! The other day we took a hike around town and took a wrong turn and ended up against a wall.  In typical Navy Seal fashion, Pete elected to scale the wall rather than turning back.



GET ME OFF OF THIS THING!!!

I know that looks very impressive.  What you cannot see is Pete getting hung up on his stomach and Julie having to pull him off the wall.  Good thing we weren't in Nam.

Dave, Julie, Clay Babe and Shoes
We also took them on a bike ride in Snow Canyon...
Now you know where the name "Shoes" came from...
We also went to Zion National Park and hiked to the top of Angel's Landing.

Pete, Clay Babe, Julie and Dave
Angel's Landing was named because it was so high it was thought only angels could get there.  Obviously this is not the case...right Pete?

One more thing...  I've reviewed the data for this blog and it has come to my attention that someone in France has been reading my blog.  I'm honored, but curious....  Feel free to use the comment section to identify yourself.  Also for the rest of you, please provide comments if you have any.  Requests for Pete are also welcome...  For example, how many of you would like to see and hear about Pete indoor skydiving?  Feeding sharks?  Swimming with dolphins?  Julie can get him to do anything and I can cover it...

Thanks for reading the blog.  
Pete clowning around.  You got to love that guy.  We do!