the top ten things we’ve learned about arizona

On the day we moved in, the Bishop of our congregation told us, “There’s a lot of unique things about living in Arizona, but I would never want to ruin the surprise for you!”  So he left us to muse and to wonder what some of those unique “surprises” might be.  And in the last few months we’ve compiled quite a list, both negative and positive.  I now present for your reading enjoyment, the top ten.

10.  Tile

Its everywhere.  We actually first noticed this when we started looking for houses.  Some places we looked at had tile in the entire house!  Luckily, we just have tile throughout our main floor (kitchen, dining, living rooms) and we have carpet upstairs.  It sure feels nice and cool on hot feet, but soft slippers are becoming a must.  Oh and our new shag rug.  Spending too much time on hard tile makes for some sore feet!

9.  Drivers Licenses

Expires in the year 2054.  No joke.  Apparently Arizona doesn’t require a renewal until you’re 65.  Good thing I was having a good hair day that day, because I’m stuck with my picture till then.  Which I’m totally okay with (raise your hand if you detest waiting for your lotto ticket to be called at the DMV…)  The only thing that boggles my mind is, why then did we STILL wait for over 2 hours to get our licenses…surrounded by a room full of people who I can assure you were neither 16 nor 65?  How many people could possibly move there in one weekend anyway?

8.  Latino Culture

Also everywhere.  And we’re loving it.  Sometimes I look around and wonder if we moved to Mexico.  Joe and I LOVE Mexican food and have felt pretty deprived of it the past few years, so we’re really enjoying that.  Fresh tortillas.  Horchata.  Jarritos.  Everything is in both Spanish and English.  Many billboards are only in Spanish.  We even saw a “Supermercado de Walmart” the other day.  At work our caseloads are about 75% Hispanic, so we’re feverishly working to improve our Spanish.  I never thought I would be doing speech therapy IN Spanish but although many days I flounder, many days God makes me equal to the task.  I guess this is as close as we’ll get to immersion in the United States.

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7.  Water

Two things.  First, no matter how long you wait with the faucet cranked to “C” and your hand under the running water, it never actually gets cold.  Crazy.  Maybe that will change once the weather cools down a bit, but I’ve been told its normal.  So I’ll stop running up our water bill waiting for it to happen (:

Second, it tastes gross.  I’ve never been one to mind drinking out of the tap, but now I’m a loyal Brita filter kind of girl.  It solves problem number one AND problem number two.

6.  “Zeroscape”

That’s what they call it when you throw a bunch of rocks down and call it a yard.  Due to the extreme temperatures, many types of grass don’t do so well here.  It exists, but not as pervasively as I’m used to.  As in, a lot of the kids I work with don’t really know what a lawn mower is.  Our front yard is rocks and a few bushes.  And our back yard is currently dirt and weeds.  But Joe is bound and determined to plant some grass, so we’ll see how (if?) that works.

5.  Exotic Plants

What Arizona DOES have is palm trees.  Lots and lots of palm trees.  And cacti.  Until moving here, when I thought of cactus I pretty much thought of this:

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But Arizona has a TON of varieties of cacti, and several different kinds of palm trees too.  They even have palm tree farms, where they grow them in preparation to be sold.

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a palm tree farm not too far from us

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The Mesa temple has a wide variety of citrus trees on its grounds.  Limes, grapefuit, lemons.  So fun.  We’re still not exactly sure who gets to pick and eat all of them (fresh lemonade for temple workers, perhaps?)

4.  Produce

That brings me to the next wonderful surprise.  Delicious, amazing, CHEAP produce.  I’m from the apple state, so you’d think I’d be familiar with good/cheap apples.  But I kid you not, we bought honeycrisp apples a few days ago for 88 cents/pound.  I saw Gala apples on sale for 3lbs for 99 cents.  And grapes for 77 cents/pound.  We’ve been making lots of limeade because I bought 14 limes for under $2.  But the mangos.  Ahhh the mangos.  There are some nice Mexican fellas that set up a truck and sell mangos a few minutes away from us.  And they are the biggest, juiciest, most heaven-sent thing you will ever eat.  Yes, I could get used to the produce around here.

3.  Heat

The surprise here is that it really isn’t so bad.  At least as long as you don’t dawdle in between your car and wherever you’re going.  Air conditioning is a beautiful thing.  We only really felt the full Arizona heat for a month before it started to cool off (all the way down to 95 now folks!)  But honestly 98, 120… once it gets above 95 it all sorta seems the same.  Hot.  Another interesting thing is that many of the tree trunks here are painted white so that the bark doesn’t get sun burnt.  I’m still not exactly sure what a sunburnt tree would look like, but I’m no master gardener so I’ll go with it.

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2.  Critters

We’ve been lucky in the critter department…only dealing with some pesky crickets and a few black widow sightings in the back yard.  We do have a herd of pigeons that like to sunbathe on our roof and poop on our driveway.  I’m pretty sure its illegal to shoot them, but I’ll admit in a moment of wrath it did cross my mind.  However one day we did something stupid and googled “what bugs/animals are native to Arizona”.  Ignorance really is bliss.  Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea.  All kinds of freaky looking lizards and poisonous snakes.  And of course the cockroaches, scorpions and gigantic wolf spiders.  Like I said though, so far we’ve mostly only had crickets.  We’re spraying everything like crazy and crossing our fingers it stays that way.

1.  Monsoon Season

August and September are Phoenix’s monsoon season…which makes for the best thunderstorms ever.  As long as you’re inside, don’t have to go anywhere, and don’t have any flooding.  Luckily, we fit all three of those categories for most of the storms.  It really is incredible how hard and how fast and how much it rains here.  I just love to sit inside and listen to it!  Of course there has been a few storms that caused quite a bit of flooding in the valley, and one that kept us home from work for the day.  But overall the many “washes” throughout the city do a good job of managing the water.  They become lakes in a matter of minutes and then slowly drain, keeping the roads free and clear.

this wash quickly became a lake after a recent thunderstorm

this wash quickly became a lake after a recent thunderstorm

Phew.  That was a long one.  Good work if you made it all the way to the end.  Until next time!

love, the hills

 

 

on choosing hope

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Doubt.  Fear.  Worry.  Despair.  Discouragement.  Disbelief.  Anxious.  Wavering.  Hesitancy.  Uncertainty.

Hope.  Faith.  Confidence.  Peace.  Encouraged.  Believing.  Steadfast.  Optimism.  Trust.  Certainty.

I believe that central to our struggle in this life is making the choice between these two options.  Not once.  Not twice.  But over and over again as we face new and more challenging trials.  Every time something comes our way, we must make a conscious decision to hope or to doubt.  And at least for me, when I don’t choose hope, the default is always doubt.

In an effort to increase my ability to purposely choose that second group, I’ve been studying and pondering  a lot about hope.  Here is what I’ve learned.

Hope does not waver.

I’ve spent a good deal of time simply separating in my mind the meaning of the word “hope” as it is used in our society, and the meaning of “hope” when it comes to the gospel of Jesus Christ.  The world uses hope to mean a wishful, but very uncertain feeling that something might possibly occur.  But in the gospel, the quality of hope is sure, unwavering, constant…even when we cannot see or touch what it is we have hope in. Amulek used the phrase “firm hope” and Moroni taught that we should hope “with surety”.

Hope needs to be centered in the right things.

The only way hope can be so certain is if it is centered in things or people that are and will always be certain.  A few things we can center our hope in…

God’s promises: that if we keep our covenants, God will keep His promises to us.  He always has in the past, and he always will in the future.

All things will work out for our good.  Elder Boyd K. Packer said, “mortal life is a brief moment…there will be ample opportunity for all injustices, all inequities to be made right, all loneliness and deprivation compensated, and all worthiness rewarded when we keep the faith.” And Elder Faust said, “In the perfect justice of The Lord, all who live worthily will be compensated for blessings not enjoyed here.”

God knows us, and loves us individually.  He knows our tears and our worries as well as our joys and our desires.

God hears and answers prayers.

It is the “work and…glory” of God to “bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man.”  He wants us to be happy, and He will do what is necessary to help us return to live with Him.

Elder Uchtdorf said “we may hope and be assured that the ending of the book of our lives will exceed our grandest expectations.”

The atonement of Jesus Christ covers all sin, all heartache, all sorrow, all pain, all injustice, and all trials that we go through.  He felt it all.  

I often find myself placing hope in a specific good outcome, in my trials subsiding, or in the achievement of my own personal desires…even good, wholesome, worthy desires.

It’s good and natural to hope for these things.  But that is hope from the first definition… it is wishful, and uncertain.  The gospel asks us to place our hope in those principles that are sure.  When we do that we will never be disappointed.

Hope is active.

I would say that I am by nature a worrier.  Not necessarily pessimistic, but just a planner and a worrier.  And so it is an active choice that I must make to push out worry and replace it with hope and confidence in the Lord’s plan for me.  When my constant stream of thoughts is full of hope, it is reflected very clearly in my daily choices.  Like its cousin faith, hope then becomes a principle of action.

Hope can be increased by prayer, study, and experience.

When I first set out to study hope, I had a great desire to increase my hope…but I honestly didn’t know how.  Looking back over my experiences, I have come to believe that hope is a gift given to honest seekers by our Father in Heaven.  It is given line upon line, here a little and there a little.  To receive this gift, we must pray, study it out, and practice what we learn.

Aaron taught Lamoni’s father, “if thou wilt repent of all thy sins, and will bow down before God, and call on his name in faith, believing that ye shall receive, then shalt thou receive the hope which thou desirest.”  And Helaman spoke of prayer bringing “assurances” and courage: “Therefore we did pour out our souls in prayer to God, that he would strengthen us and deliver us out of the hands of our enemies, yea, and also give us strength…and it came to pass that the Lord our God did visit us with assurances that he would deliver us; yea, insomuch that he did speak peace to our souls, and did grant unto us great faith, and did cause us that we should hope for our deliverance in him. And we did take courage…”

Hope brings peace during daily challenges. 

Samuel Smiles wrote: “‘Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey towards it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.’”  I love that because as we seek hope, we truly journey toward the sun, the light of the world, or the Son of God.  My journey to understanding and implementing hope has brought me such incredible peace when everything around me says I should be feeling turmoil.  It is a journey though, and it will take me a lifetime to inch closer and closer to that light.  But as long as I’m heading in the right direction, I know what hope I do have will sustain me through anything that comes my way.

love, the hills

making a home

It has been a crazy year.  We started off living in Spokane, moved to Bellevue for 3 months, moved to the Tri-Cities for 3 more months, and spent time in between visiting Utah and Canada.  It was fun and exciting but in the end I am thrilled to end the nomad life and build a home for ourselves here in Arizona.  Its simply no fun to have everything you own in boxes or stored somewhere else completely.

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After a week and a half here in Laveen, I can now say there are NO MORE BOXES!  Well, okay.  That’s a lie.  There’s a few boxes storing things like coats (won’t be needing those…ever?) and things like that.  But otherwise, we are box free.  We’re definitely stoked about that.

Since we searched for housing while living in Washington, we were only able to see our final pick via FaceTime.  But luckily, we’re in love with it.  Its the perfect size for the two of us.  And we’re probably too excited about little perks we’ve never enjoyed before- like an in-sink disposal, a pantry, a backyard (even if it is nothing but weeds and dry desert dirt), a master bathroom/walk-in closet, garage…etc.  Its the little things, you know?

So without further ado, here’s a little peek at our new (to us) home.

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Entry (thanks for the bench, Mom!)

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Ahhh. The kitchen.  Love.

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Living room. Tile is everywhere here in Arizona! Thank goodness for cheap rugs at IKEA (:

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Dining room and view out to the entryway.

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Dining room/where-we-put-the-bookshelves-because-they-didn’t-fit-anywhere-else.

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Our teeny weed covered backyard. With a beautiful view of the mountains (:

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Our friends, the cows. This is just on the other side of our backyard, which makes for some fragrant smells occasionally (: Those cows can be noisy with all their moo-ing sometimes too! But somehow I kinda like it.

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Our first (rental) house.  Yay!

Work starts tomorrow.  We’re excited and anxious all at the same time.  Wish us luck!

love, the hills

diamonds in the rough

Well, we did it.  We packed everything we own into a rental truck, hooked up our car, and hopped in to drive 1200 miles through 6 states to get to our new home here in Laveen, Arizona.  There may or may not have been a “what the heck are we doing?” comment made several times particularly along the stretch of dry wasteland between Las Vegas and Phoenix.  But we’re here.  And we’re excited (:  Pictures and details about our new home are coming soon…but today I wanted to share just a little about our trip here.

It was…rough.  But there were also many miracles that happened along our 20 hour journey.  I don’t use that word, “miracle” lightly, although I have come to see them even in seemingly small or mundane events.  Merriam Webster defines miracle as:

“a surprising and welcome event that is… considered to be the work of divine agency.”

I love that.  Miracles are certainly those three things: surprising, welcome, and a great reminder that God is intricately involved in our lives.  I feel as though this is an overall theme in my life lately.  Difficulties always accompanied by miracles. There may come a day when I need those reminders of God’s love again.  Or perhaps someone else needs them right now.  So here goes: a close up look at just a few of our recent diamonds in the rough.

Rough:  After a much needed pit stop, we ended up getting our 17′ truck and car on tow dolly stuck in a fast food parking lot, with no room or ability to turn around.

Miracle:  The nice folks at the car dealership told us we weren’t the first people to get stuck, and happily moved a few cars around so we could easily get out.  Thank you!!

Rough:  The straps on one of our tires came completely undone, leaving our car secured by only one wheel.

Miracle:  Although we couldn’t see our car behind us from the cab of the truck, a thoughtful semi driver alerted us to the problem and we were able to fix it immediately.  We didn’t have any more problems with the straps.

Rough:  While spending some time with family in Utah, we discovered a flat tire on the rental truck.

Miracle:  We found out while we were at a wedding reception and not planning to leave for a few more hours.  The truck company has 24 hour roadside assistance.  They sent someone over right away, who found that we actually had TWO flat tires.  He was able to fix them both, at no cost to us.  Joe chatted with him in Spanish and ended up sharing a little about the gospel and giving him a pass-along card.

It also hit us later that should we not have seen the flat tire or had it fixed then, we may have had it catch on fire or blow out on us during our drive the next day through the Arizona desert.  In 107 degree heat.

Rough:  Speaking of heat, our truck didn’t have a working air conditioner.  Did I mention that we were moving to ARIZONA?

Miracle:  We had already planned to start driving early in the morning, and thus took advantage of the cooler hours of the day.  Plus the company took $120 off our total cost for our troubles.

 

What miracles have you seen in your life today?

 

love, the hills

roughin’ it

After our adventures at Twin Lakes, we headed straight up to Calgary, Alberta to begin a 4 day, 3 night backpacking trip in Banff with our brother-in-law, two nieces, a nephew, and our brother-in-law’s father.  This was our first multiple-day backpacking trip, and although we came home very, very sore…we had a total blast.

Here’s the rundown…then we’ll get to the good stuff with pictures.

  • We hiked around 25 miles: 7 miles in to our shelter, several day hikes of 4-6 miles apiece, then 7 miles out again.
  • The terrain was full of beautiful wildflower meadows, clear lakes, and jagged Canadian Rockies.
  • We hiked to 5 different lakes, and saw one ginormous waterfall from the top down.
  • Joe taught me to fish, and I loved it!  Mostly because we actually had a lot of success…I caught about 6 fish and had many more bites.  The largest were up to 18 inches in length!
  • The kids (ages 12, 10, and 6) did so well.  Our 6 year old niece was a rockstar hiker, making the entire trip with no help from us.  She actually ran the final 2 kilometers.  As if she had energy left after all that!
  • We found out that dehydrated meals aren’t really all that bad… although just about anything tastes fantastic after a long day of hiking.
  • During one hike we got to crawl through a glacier that had been eroded away by the stream beneath.  So cool!
  • We spent many a night icing our feet in the freezing cold stream.  I’m pretty sure its the only way my feet made it through (:

Enjoy the pictures!

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the crew all fresh on the first day

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our packs were about 35 pounds each

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my cute niece and I on the trail… with her bear whistle (:

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the ice cave

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Joe with his catch

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just beautiful!

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my biggest catch!

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we climbed up the field of rocks for one hike

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little waterfall…

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BIG waterfall (it drops just behind Joe)…overlooking the lake that was next to our shelter

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the lakes were so clear!

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our fishing spot… out on that farthest rock

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turquoise water

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our shelter

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my very first fish ever!

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wildflower meadow

Until next time, beautiful Canada!

love, the hills

lessons from storms and sunshine

Every day since graduation Joe has been busily studying for the NPTE (National Physical Therapy Examination). I’ve been able to relax, hang out with family, exercise, and read lots of books. Its been wonderful. Okay, so its been wonderful for me. Joe has been stressed and quite frankly bored of studying all day every day.

So of course once he had taken his test, we had to squeeze in lots of fun vacations before we move and start our jobs and the real world kicks in again.

First up was a camping trip at Twin Lakes in Northern Washington for fun with the Nelsons and the Hunts/Sorensens (good family friends of ours). We arrived and had a grand time for a few hours until a massive wind/rain storm hit. Yes, at the end of July.

We were attempting to hold on to our unstaked canopy when we saw huge trees all around us bending like a “C” and heard several more break and fall. Suddenly we realized the danger of our situation, dropped everything, and made a mad dash for our friends’ cabin.

That was pretty much terrifying.

As I ran I watched the gigantic trees sway and recalled an accident long ago where my grandma ended up pinned under a tree that fell. She still suffers from the effects of that day. Even somewhat safer inside the cabin, I remembered a few years ago when trees at this exact resort had fallen straight through the roofs of several cabins. We watched the storm in amazement from the window, then huddled together and prayed.

Aside from personal safety, I feared that we would lose everything. To bend trees as it was, the wind was blowing very hard. We were camping in tents, and in our haste for shelter had left our ipad, phones, and other valuables sitting out on the picnic table. The canopy was brand new, all our food and tents and cars were back there…the list of worries went on. I realized how selfish and petty my worries were, but I worried all the same. We left it all not knowing if it would be destroyed or blown away.

Still, Joe reminded me that our own safety was paramount, and nothing we left could compare to that. I silently thanked God for our present safety, and resolved that even if all were lost or crushed, we would be okay. We would trust in Him.

When we were finally able to return, we found a miracle.

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Despite trees falling all around, our canopy and tents remained standing. Our cars were unharmed. Our valuables were undamaged.

Others were not so lucky.

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Look closely, there’s a car under that tree.

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The family in this cabin had to crawl through a window in the back to get out.

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Another totaled car.

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Right through the middle.

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So scary.

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The tree was uprooted.

But miraculously no one was injured.

And in what seemed to be a token of God’s love, the week ended with the sun shining brightly and a perfect day to be out on the water.

P1070045P1070125Perhaps through this experience I needed to learn a few lessons. That above all else, people are most important. That God’s power is real, as is our powerlessness. That although He has all power, He also loves us, and hears our desperate pleas.  That storms come, but that doesn’t mean the sun will never come out again.  That in the wake of disaster, we learn how truly kind and loving people are. And lastly, that miracles do happen…and we must acknowledge them as such.

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introducing dr. joe

10363950_10152415664361311_5156710515688621637_nWe reached a landmark.  After a total of 20 years in school, Joe has officially graduated with his doctorate degree in physical therapy (DPT)!  We joke that we’ll call him Dr. Joe now.  But really I might.  Because its a big deal, and we couldn’t be happier.

Graduation weekend was lovely, with all its festivities.  My parents as well as Joe’s parents were able to make it to celebrate with us.

Joe received a Leadership award for his class, which he received at a University-wide award ceremony.

Then his class held a little convocation in honor of the 10th year of the DPT program at Eastern.  Since Joe was the class president, he was asked to speak.  He spoke about why he chose to become a physical therapist, and why that decision was reinforced over and over again.  He did a PHENOMENAL job.  There were both tears and laughter from students and professors alike.

10376272_10152416282451311_1646278189555112158_nAnd being the only doctorate program at Eastern, Joe’s class got to be the very first to walk in, the first to have their names read.  Which is handy when there’s a few thousand graduates.

Now its on to studying, studying, and more studying.  Joe takes the National Physical Therapy Exam (for licensure) at the end of July.  Fingers crossed, its the last test he’ll take for a very long time.  Perhaps forever.  But that’s a decision for another day.

Congrats honey, you (we) did it!

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a sigh of relief

We are breathing a huge sigh of relief.  Let me just illustrate a sampling of my incessant thoughts over the last week, and perhaps you’ll understand.

Where should we live?  Joe has a job offer in Bellevue.  We like it in Bellevue.  We don’t like the pricetag of Bellevue.  Can we afford Bellevue?  But the trees, I love the green trees.  And moss.  I like moss.  But if we stay here, then they want him to start ASAP.  So we would stay.  And search for a bigger apartment.  And a job for me.  But we could stay.  Its nice and close to home.  And Mariner games.  And pretty lakes.  But Joe wasn’t very excited about the job, for various reasons.  Sort of excited.  Just not jumping up and down excited.  So that says something right?  And what about that pricetag?

Where oh where should we live?  Joe has a job offer in Phoenix.  I lived near there when I was a baby…but haven’t been back since.  Hot.  Sun.  120 degrees.  Yikes.  Sunshine in December though?  That I could go for.  Hasta la vista snow!  Ooh but so far away.  20 hours far.  Ugly?  A little.  But goodness, the cost of living is cheap.  We could rent a 3 bdrm house for the same price as our little one bedroom apartment!  If he took that job, we would want to move home to Richland for the summer while he takes his licensure exam.  So we would be moving…in less than a week.  Crap.  Are we moving or AREN’T WE?  Should I pack boxes or not?! 

And then Joe went to Phoenix to tour the clinics he was interested in.  And he fell in love.  With the clinic.  With the people.  With the place.  With the beautiful new Gilbert temple and the soon to be completed Phoenix temple.  With all of it.  He called me ecstatic and confident that that is where he wanted to work.  He felt like it couldn’t be more perfect.  There was just one catch:  his favorite clinic was the only one that he didn’t have an offer for yet.

fiestaAfter a nerve-wracking couple of days, he was given his offer.  It took until the very last possible second, but we both received our answer.  Phoenix is where we’re meant to go right now.  Scary?  YES.  Far away?  YES.  Sweltering hot?  YES!  But somehow this is the place for us at this time of our life.  We both feel so good about it.

So we will go and do.

And buy a few gallons of sunscreen.

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keeping busy

Oh, how I love living in such a beautiful place with so many fun things to do!  With only 3-ish weeks left of Joe’s internship here in Bellevue, we’ve been squeezing in as much fun as we can.  Not to mention it happens to be the perfect distraction from job-searching/life-planning…which is QUITE stressful.  Enjoy!

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a hike through the gorgeous moss-covered forest…

…led us to some breathtaking views!

there’s the peak we climbed!

we got DRENCHED at our very first Sounders game…

but luckily Joe’s co-worker gave us free tickets to a second game! not only were they much better seats, but it was also a beautiful sunny day.

Pike’s Place!

oh, the gum wall. so gross, and yet so intriguing.

we took a water taxi across the puget sound to alki beach.

 

on the water taxi!

we biked the 2.5 miles of beach in west seattle.

ahhh…love me a day at the beach!

saw the sunset while on the beach.

took the water taxi back to downtown just in time to see the city lights.

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And there you have it.  The latest for the Hills in Bellevue.  Spending the day with this guy just never gets old.

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something new

This is a bit of an experiment.  I got fed up with blogger so I’m trying something new… we’ll see how this goes!

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