Been super busy at work and with the kids.  We’re down a couple people at work, so I’ve been picking up the slack of two people.  The people who left, left for other jobs so the economy must be improving. 

House is coming along well.  We’re in the final stages of the mortgage application process, we’ve locked in a low rate for 30 year fixed mortage.  The agreement of sale is being drafted by our lawyer, William Bolla.  He’s been a pleasure to work with so far and I’d recommend him to anyone looking for that service.  He’s actually been a very big help so far and brought up many points that will save us much more money than he’s costing us.  Barring an unforeseen event, we will close on or before August 30th, 2010.

I have to get back to work, but I’ll be writing more when I have time.  Next week I’ll be traveling to Boca Raton and Denver for brief amounts of time.  The only good thing is the frequent flyer miles, I really cannot wait to take my family on a fun vacation.

Leaving Park City Utah

My collected thoughts as I prepare to leave Utah:

1.  At 9,000 feet above sea level, you feel really out of shape.  Everyone from the East Coast is out of breath when they go up a single flight of stairs.
2.  The theme here is kind of weird, it is like they crossed the Poconos with Rodeo Drive.  The rustic theme is best executed when the buildings use enormous trees or logs as dramatic pillars or frames in the home.  It is striking to see a tree with a 3 or 4 foot diameter running from floor to ceiling. 
3.  Summer here is pretty nice and there’s plenty to do if you like hiking, biking, fishing, extreme sports, or just riding a chair lift on a beautiful day.  I’ve heard that the hotel rates more than double in the winter, so if you need to check out Utah, do it in the summer.
4.  I am feeling homesick for the first time in awhile, looking forward to seeing the family when I get home. 
5.  Never adjusted to Mountain Time, looking forward to being back on EST.
6.  Restaurants are very expensive here, but so far they’ve all been worth it.

Park City, Utah

Not much time to write, so here’s some imagery.

My work had a private event at the Olympic Park in Utah, I believe the 2002 Winter Olympics were held here.  We got privied to a nice ski jump show conducted by former, present, and future Olympians…really cool!


We also were allowed to do a bobsleed run, alpine slide, or the world’s tallest zipline.  I’ve had trouble adapted to the high altitude, I think I am about 7,000 feet above sea level, maybe higher.  I found out that some scenes from Dumb & Dumber were filmed here, so that’s a definite plus!  Anyways, since I’m sort of an adrenaline prude and I was sick, I chose for the alpine slide which was the least EXTREME of the options.  The chair lift alone was crazy, I was high in the sky and they don’t even require that you use the safety bar to hold you in, these guys are EXTREME!  Anyways, the zip line and the bobsled both exceeded 70 MPH, my alpine slide was like a nice sled ride that lasted about 5 minutes because it goes down such a huge mountain and there’s 16 turns.  It really was a spectacular night, wish my head hadn’t been killing me.  On day 2 (today), my head feels a lot better.

Dalia sporting a mustache!

Capturing Memories

Winston is now capable of holding conversations.  I would say his ability to communicate in English is like my ability to communicate in Spanish, I’d survive, but it would be very difficult to hold a lengthy conversation.  I asked Winston, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Winston’s response, “I want to be a….  I want to be a….  I want to be a…….”

At this point, I’m on the edge of my seat, thinking he’s really processing thousands of awesome careers, such as fireman, police man, train conductor, fisherman, a daddy, or astronaut.  He’s really thinking this one out before he just blurts out something.

He continues, “I want to be a…. I want to be a….I want to be a……COW!”

My son wants to be a cow.  Maybe he was from India in a past life, a hindu worshipper of cows.  Cows are pretty cool, milk, burgers, their dung can be used as firewood, and I think their flatulence could be turned into some sort of energy too. 

Dalia doesn’t understand the meaning of “No”, for example, you could be enjoying a Twizzler and Dalia will start screaming stomping, and reaching for the Twizzler you are eating.  You will hold it out and ask her if she wants the Twizzler and she’ll say, “Noooo”.  You resume eating the Twizzler and she flips out again. Dalia also says “Mommy” all the time.  If Jaclyn goes to the bathroom, Dalia stands outside the bathroom door and will wail, “Mommy, mommy, mommy”. 

One last story that I do not want to be forgotten.  Winston was using the bathroom, when Winston goes to the bathroom by himself, he always takes off all of his clothing.  Winston was in there with the door closed almost all the way, about a half inch of the door was still open.  Dalia walks over to the bathroom and peeks into the opening, all the sudden, the door busts open, a naked Winston jumps out and tackles Dalia.  They both fell to the floor and started laughing hysterically.  It was one of the weirdest moments, couldn’t really comprehend what was happening, but happy they were happy for the moment. 

I love these kids.  I look at their little veins and it is amazingly complex, absolute miracle that they were made inside Jaclyn.  As much as death scares the heck out of me and wish it never happened, I am equally as amazed by the miracle of children.  Something much bigger than me is at work here, be it evolution, God, or a combination of both, but when I see the miracle of children, I know that there’s something bigger at play and I trust it.