I'm so proud of my Daddy!!!

Most of you know my dad, but let me expound just a bit, especially since I have special reason to brag on him this week. My dad is everything a daughter hopes for, sweet and quirky, a little nerdy in the most endearing way, way too devoted to all five of us (mom and sisters), born to be a grandpa (willing to do the goofiest things to make my nephew laugh, esp. in public), intelligent as the day is long, the ultimate boy scout (eagle scout actually, always prepared, a bit of a type-A, etc.), loves romantic comedies, even the sappy ones and almost anything with a happy ending, and willing to go to extreme measures and distances to see any of us, even for extremely short periods of time (he figures since he'll be in China for work, he might as well swing thru South Korea on his way home?!?).

My dad works as a biomedical engineer: he invents new things and fixes and improves old things for doctors and hospitals. His specialty is endotracheal tubes, or the things they shove down your throat when they need to gas you during an operation. And he's great in his field, among the best even. I guess in those circles, people know his name across the country, and even around the world.

He holds a couple of patents for previous work, and is most recently working on a new device called a laryngial (sp?) mask airway. As surgeries have become less and less invasive with the development of lasers and the like, the most traumatizing part of the surgery is often intubating the patient. This new device is made to lessen this; instead of going all the way down your trachea, it sits in the larynx, two inflatable cushions block the esophagus and the top of the larynx, and the anesthesia is giving through openings along the side of the device! Much less invasive for the patient, and pretty amazing stuff!!

Anyways, I get to brag on him today because tomorrow he will be giving a presentation at a national airway conference in Houston. When he was asked to do this, they informed him that he would be following the guy in the anesthesia world today, but that he, Tom McGrail, is the only person ever asked to speak that hasn't been an MD. That he is not only top in his field as an engineer, but in this whole area of medicine.

When I met up with them in Madison this past weekend, Dad ran thru his talk with us, and he was great! I love to hear about his work; yes, in working in medicine in the past, I do have an informed interest in this area in general, but especially knowing that my dad had something to do with these crazy cool devices gives my goosebumps. Way to go, Dad; I'm so proud of you because of what you do, but I love you even more for who you are!!

Video...?!?

Okay, going to try and post a video. If this works, this will be a little clip of Finn and Dad playing basketball. Notice how Grumpa Tom Tom selflessly shares the basketball so well with his infant grandson... ;)

Catching my breath...

Hey gang, thanks for hanging in there even when I haven't been a very good host these past weeks, even *gasp* months!! Let me spend a short entry catching you up on the last part of Mike and I's summer and I'll spend some more time on each if and when I can. The second weekend in August we traveled back up to Duluth with sister Heather to make pretty flowers for and attend the wedding of Karin Janson of the incredible Janson family. The Jansons, Sue, Loren, Marja, Karin, and Elsa, were our roommates early last summer after we sold our house and before we left the country. Karin was and is beautiful, and we got to stay with and see great friends, Kim, Sarah, Mike, and Steve Knuth, Kayla, Derek, and Conner Whitaker, Roxy Kurtz, Amanda Lufholm, Alex Primozich and so many others. And let's face it, I just love weddings, I love the gorgeous people, I love to play with pretty flowers, and it's so great to see happy people in love!

So the wedding was Friday night. After the reception, we drove back to St. Paul, stayed the night, got up early the next morning and headed to Iowa for an open house for my cousin Zach and his now wife (they were married in PA the following weekend, but we couldn't make it), and spend the day and evening with lots of my mom's side of the family. They are all so much fun, so easy to be around, and we love Ariel, our new cousin-in-law. After they were married, Ariel and Zach headed back to Okinawa where they are stationed in the Marines.

For our 5th anniversary (five years, can you believe it?!?), Mike and I went out for sushi and sashimi (sp?) as this great little Japanese restaurant right across from Nicolette Island in Minneapolis. We both figured out that we enjoy that so much more than we ever thought we would; kinda fun to still be finding out new things about each other! Here we are after a very large dinner and some sake (yummy) overlooking the Mississippi River across from downtown.

Somewhere in and amongst all of this, we worked and slept, and spent some time together, though not a whole lot. Funny how you always think there's more time during summer vacation, but it always slips by so sneaky-like, even as adults!

The third weekend in August, we took a few extra days and made our way south and west to the Great Salt Lake and Salt Lake City, Utah where we stayed with our friends Amy and Jim Patrick. Amy lived with Mike and I shortly before she got married, and we almost made her freak out that lovely bridal morning, showing up with her flowers as she was supposed to be walking down the aisle! Fortunately, she is not high-strung (hee hee), she was not a bridezilla, remained ever so cool, calm, and collected, and even forgave me before we got there! In Utah we hiked, ate yummy food, maybe got a little tipsy at a not-shady bar just down the road, played a new card game favorite called 500, gave delicious backrubs (at least Amy and I did for each other), loved on their sweet chocolate lab named Duke, and just enjoyed sweet friendship. Our husbands even get along quite well, always a bonus! And if you've never been to Salt Lake, give it a try, it's gorgeous all the time and the hospitality, at least at the Patrick's, is better! Here's Amy and Duke sharing the wonders of the "green tumor" aka the tennis ball, aka a lab's best friend!

While we were at the Patrick's, we had to say goodbye to my sister Heather as she was departing for South Korea that Monday for a year of teaching English. I couldn't be more proud of her, and a bit envious I must admit, for taking this giant leap into the unknown. More to come on that a little later in another blog, and in the meantime, check out her blog at the top of our list on the right...

And we ended the summer in Madison, WI where we met up with my parents and Kate and Finn. James as gone to Portland, OR where they are in the process of moving to, and Kate and Finn will join him early next week after flying to Texas to see my grandparents. I will really miss being able to see so much of my family in one trip. We are now spread quite thin across the globe, Mom and Dad in Indy, Mike and I in MN, Kate, James and Finn in OR, Mandy and Scott in Hawaii, and Heather in South Korea. Boo. Here's Grumpa Tom Tom and Finn in the pool at the hotel; Finn loves baths, but the pool kinda freaks him out.

But a smashing success to a typically McGrail summer in the traveling sense. I'm so lucky I married a man willing to drive, and even more importantly, to roadtrip! Although with so many busy days and weeks, long hours at work and school, long drives are some of our best times together, talking, listening, laughing, just being. And now back to the grind...

Bridges are falling...

I'm sure most if not all of you heard of the tragedy that quite literally befell the Twin Cities last week; the highway 35W bridge going into the heart of Minneapolis completely collapsed during the tailend of rush-hour traffic. So far, four people were killed, but recovery efforts had to be delayed as debris in the river below is quite hazardous in rushing currents.

Of course blame is being passed, fingers are being pointed, and responsibility is being avoided, the bridge was in better shape than so many others in the state and across the nation, it was considered in disrepair, was up for inspection later this month, etc. And yes, part of me wants to, like my Pastor yesterday, encourage people to "seize the day," to be grateful for every moment. I sit back though, and think how crazy that this happened on one of my bridges. I crossed that bridge just five days earlier; for a while, that was my regular route to work, only when construction started to hinder my progress did I start using another. I've been traveling across that bridge since I could drive.

But I think that very reason is why this event, in the grand scheme of things considered small in terms of fatalities and injuries, is so huge: that could be any bridge in any city. Yes, the Minnesota winters are harsh and hard on roadways. Yes, that was an older bridge. Yes, that was a different design with no actual supports along the central part of the bridge. But it still fell when it wasn't even on the docket to be redone. It fell when there were less cars on it than normal because construction has shut down a lane in each direction. It fell during clear weather, no storm damage, so abnormal currents in the river washing away the banks where it gathered its support.

Be thinking of the people who were involved in this crazy happenstance; it wasn't anyone I knew, but you never know what tomorrow brings. And I don't mean that in any morbid sense, just realistically.

GK Chesterton tidbit...

One of my favorite books, ironically in that I am an avid reader of any novel, is a non-fiction piece by Philip Yancey, also mildly ironic in that so often recently I tire of the typical Christian with some new insight into a faith so old. Now I sound cynical, but hear me out. This book is called "Soul Survivor: how my faith survived the church" or something very similar to that. It's come out in a couple of editions with slightly different names, but this is about right. This book was first introduced to me by a dear friend and mentor that I have now unfortunately fallen out of touch with but will forever be indebted to, Gaye Haralu. And as many times as I've bought this book, I've given it away, so I don't even think I own it currently.

In this book, Yancey spends one chapter each (except one chapter where he smooshes Tolstoy and Dostoyevski into one) explaining why 13 historical people have saved his faith from the church. At more than one time in the near or not so near distant past, I've struggled with the inconsistencies, even hypocrisies of the fellowship of people we call the church, and I love how real Yancey is as he talks about each of these people.

In the second chapter I believe, he gives great credit to GK Chesterton. Chesterton was a contemporary of CS Lewis', and was mostly known for his essays and articles as he mostly worked for newspapers. Look into him, he's great. Yancey quotes him thus: "The Christian ideal has not been tried and found wanting. It has been found difficult and left untried. The real question is not 'why is Christianity so bad when it claims to be so good?' but rather 'why are all human things so bad when they claim to be so good?'"

he also says... "God, who is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again' to the sun; and every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."

and... "Even mere existance, reduced to its most primary limits, was extraordinary enough to be exciting. Anything was magnificent as compared with nothing."

and one of my favorites... (quoting first Yancy, then Chesterton) "When the London Times asked a number of writers for essays on the topic 'What's wrong with the world?' Chesterton sent in the reply shortest and most to the point:
Dear Sirs:
I am.
Sincerely Yours,
GK Chesterton"

This is what I pondered again today, what about you?

Gap Heroes...

As most of you know, I spend way too much time at the mall these days. Especially funny to me because even as teenager, the mall was not where I spent my time, in fact I generally avoided it. Retail can be tough, especially in a highly affluent area with people so full of their own entitlement and personal wealth. But I've discovered a few unsung heroes at the Gap, and though I know that none of them read this blog, in fact I'm pretty sure they are completely unaware of its existence, I'd like to introduce you to a few unlikely friends.

A few weeks ago, we organized a little picnic gathering to hang out unhindered outside of work, and though I was initially a little disappointed because not so many people showed, as I've thought about it, almost all the people I would have wanted to be there, were there.

Here are Josh and Natalie. Josh doesn't actually work there anymore, but he's just great; he has an uncanny initially grasp on who he will inevitably like and not like, his prejudgements of people are spot on. And he's a riot, always expect to have a good time when he's around, even when it's not always fun. And Natalie, though not very much like me, is so much like me. She tends a little to the liberal side, while I tend towards conservative, she's very right brained, while I am very left, and yet she and I seem to agree on so much. She's just finished her masters in education and invited me on a couple of occasions to help chaperone her class; she figured out all on her own my passion for students and challenges me to pursue that. We love to grab a bite to eat together because we want to share and try everything alike, and though not the same, we share a desire for the spiritual and thus have had several engaging discussions on the subject. She's my "deep" friend who cares about all the things I know nothing about; we seem to compliment each other well.

Polly and Ben. Polly is one of our managers, who started with Gap after managing elsewhere right about the same time as I started at this Gap. You can't tell from this picture, but we look a bit alike, red hair, fair skinned, and we are often confused. I take this as a great compliment. Polly is a terrific manager. She knows how to treat her employees well, but stands firm for the company. I hope that if and when I become a manager, that I'm like Polly. I also hope that we will continue to be not just colleagues, but friends; I respect her lots, but also just like her as a person. And Ben, look at that grin: really that says it all. Ben is super compassionate with such a cool flair. He's the guy you hope your sister ends up with; he's fun, funny, light-hearted, but way deeper if you choose to look. I'm always comfortable with Ben, I know I can be honest with him and that he does really care.

Mary and Marcia are the two in red. Mary is wonderfully humble. She works about twelve jobs, but always comes in with the best attitude. She loves to do the one job everybody else hates, man the fitting rooms, and she's great there. She also notices the little stuff; I sort of planned this picnic, mostly because I wanted to, but also to try and bring our team together, build some employee morale that might have been lacking. Mary noticed that and even brought me a little thank-you in recognition; those of you who know my love-languages know what that meant. Yet she waited until it was just us, not making a big show, just humbly letting me know that she noticed. I want to be like that. And Marcia, she's our other full-timer; she's worked for Gap for almost ten years, but you'd never know it. Most people who work in retail for that period of time are jaded and cynical; not Marcia. She is one of the most genuinely sweet people I've ever met. Even when she's not feeling it, she'll make you feel like a million bucks. She's a sincere faith-filled person, and as that type usually does, she shines in some way I can't quite describe.

Eric, "E" (sorry Svoboda, hard to stop once you got me started!) is here on the right; his girlfriend is sitting next to him, and who knows what he's doing, but this is a typical E expression. Eric is the gangsta bad boy of the store, who somehow found himself in a supervisor position. He's always good for a laugh, and though he makes fun of us most of the time, you know he'd be there to have your back if you needed him. He's one of my most loyal volunteers in my efforts to make them "socially aware" and he likes to use the fact that he volunteers as a pick-up line.

In the middle is Jesse; he loves this picture because he thinks this makes him look really cool as he looks off to the side while macking on two of his bosses. Which is pretty ironic: Jesse can play the bad boy too, but he's such a good guy at heart, it's hard to believe his act. Jesse is like the little brother I never had; I'm probably not cool enough so that he might think that was a compliment, but it is. He's the guy that I would have loved to have follow me thru high school and been so proud that he was my brother. Jesse really cares about people, sincerely, which sometimes is a rare and vulnerable trait for a guy. His other job is at as a valet at one of the swanky restaurants in Minneapolis, and he recently got to park KG's car; he was stunned and smiley after meeting this childhood idol.

And last, but certainly not least, here' me with Becky. Becky is the boss that everyone loves. She works too hard, she's amazing at her job, even when she's a little crabby (she has to work some really early mornings and long days), she never complains or takes it out on anyone. She gives and gives, and sometimes I worry she doesn't get enough back. She's the type that would give you the shirt off her back and apologize that it wasn't clean. I want to be as humble and selfless as Becky...

So that's some of the crew that I spend the vast majority of my week with. Thanks, fellow Gappers, for putting up with me, especially in all my recent moods.

Just like high school...

So I kinda had a special day about a week ago, and my dear, sweet husband planned quite the celebration for me, spanning over about 36 hours. It's fun being back in the area where we initially met because we revisit some same locations a decade later. That's a little surreal, thinking that we've been together for over 10 years now, but really fun to revisit some great times.

Last Monday night, Mike took me to the Melting Pot in downtown Minneapolis. This is actually a fairly new addition to the Twin Cities; Mike and I originally discovered this fondue restaurant in Chicago while in college. In fact, we went there the night after we got engaged and had to turn down the champagne they offered us because I was still on the Pledge at Wheaton. I'm a sucker for sentimentality, what can I say? But really, what's better than totally gorging yourself with deliciously fresh food, literally cooked right in front of you, with all kinds of wonderful flavors, and ending with everything dipped in chocolate? And you all know how I feel about chocolate! The dinner event inevitably lasts 2-3 hours too, so it's great to eat, talk, laugh, and just spend time together; school, three jobs between the two of us, and various travels recently have not left us a whole lot of time for just us, so it's great just to reconnect.

Tuesday, we slept in, another marvelous rarity, and then we packed the camelback, donned our swim suits and lots of sunscreen (at least I did), and headed to one of Mike's early job sites: Valleyfair. For those of you not as familiar with this area of the country, it's an pretty good sized amusement park, not quite a Six Flags, but the largest in this part of the midwest. He hasn't been there since high school, and I've only been back as a chaperone with various youth group events. It's fun to be a kid again, get on whatever ride we want, skip the ones we're not interested in, go back to the good ones again, with no schedule or agenda. Here we are on the Scrambler, I think only rated a 3 on VF's 1-5 scale for thrill-seekers. And let me tell you a little secret, Tuesdays in the early summer are the best days; there are no lines, everything is open, and it's hot enough to get a kick out of at least a few of the water rides. One funny encounter worthy of note: we found this little guy directly under the Wild Thing; fluffy bunnies and rated 5 roller coaster seems and ironic match in such close proximity.

And when we had triumphed over the Power Tower, Wild Thing, and Steel Venom three times over, when we ate molten cheese in a corn-dog shell on a stick and funnel cake to our hearts content, we decided we had enough and left. Perfect timing, not a moment wasted. And we decided that it was time to eat again.

This time we headed to another venue familiar in days past, Dangerfields in Shakopee. I'm sure locals know all about this one, but it's not necessarily a first to be recommended to visitors, which is too bad, especially in these summer months. Dangerfields offers consistently amazing food, good value, great selection, and a beautiful, completely screened in deck overlooking the river. Most people see deer, especially at twilight, but while we sat there, a whole family of raccoons appeared just feet away in the treetops. I guess they are practically tame and interested only in the food that might fall from the deck, but occasionally they do cause a little mischief, as only these little masked marauders can. We ate, drank, talked, and enjoyed the company of our furry friends. And of course, because Mike plans everything perfectly, the day ended with a gorgeous sunset as we headed home.

I love that my birthday is in the summer, you can do so much, so many things are happening, it's such a celebratory time. It seems I've shared this time with so many happy occasions, weddings, Father's Day, graduations. But I'm not going to lie, sometimes it's nice for it to be all about me for just a day, and Mike knows just how to do that; thanks honey!

Finny turned 1!

Kate (my younger sister), James (her husband), and Finn (my only nephew so far) came to visit this past weekend, just after Finn turned one on May 31! Crazy how much happens and how much he grows in a year! We had a blast picnicing at Lake Calhoun in Minneapolis, bashing around the Farmer's Market after church, BBQing with the Schroeders on Sunday, playing pinochle (sorry dad!), watching movies, hitting Uptown for Ragstock, Heartbreakers, and used book stores, and sharing Finn's first birthday cake.

Finn is laughing, responding to the people around him, especially mom and dad, and even Aunt Meg and Uncle Mike a bit. In this picture, Finn is cracking up as Mike is pulling his cheeks away from his teeth, making this kind of sucking noise.

We had birthday cake Sunday evening with Schroeders after our little BBQ that got rained out. We spread a beach towel on the floor of the apartment and just let Finn go to town. At first he just stuck his fingers in the icing, then he started grabbing the cake and smooshing it around, then he grabbed the cake and flung it to his left and right and front 'n center, then he finally found that the cake itself tasted pretty good as well and proceeded to shovel it away, getting quite the sugar rush while he was at it!

For his birthday, Mike and I got him a little outfit from the Gap, of course, including this Product (Red) onesie. The Gap, along with a few other brand names have started a program in which they dedicate certain products to this Product (Red) campaign; 50% of the proceeds of these specified items goes to help stop AIDS in Africa thru the Global Fund. Gap has found fun ways to incorporate the whole (Red) symbol into some cute shirts, etc. Finny got one that says "Delivered," as you can see. He's sporting his global awareness at a young age. Here he's just woken up, and Kate is shoveling in the apple sauce. She says he's grown nine inches this year! Can you imagine how much energy and thus food it takes to grow nine inches! Thanks for driving all the way to MN to celebrate with us, Rohls; we look forward to many more reasons to eat cake!

As promised, family pics...

I never thought I would be part of such a stunning family. Don't get me wrong, we McGrails are cute, pretty even, but the Schroeders are gorgeous. They've got the height, the bodies, the beautiful skin and hair; it's a little high-pressure sometimes to try not to wreck their pictures, but Mike and I do okay.
From left to right, Jason and Kristi Kastrounis, Steph and Larry, Karen, and Mike and I... You can actually see the complex of apartment-like villas we stayed at in the background.

Love this picture of Larry, Karen, and Steph. We were setting up for the big family shot, but I couldn't resist this one.
Me and the girls. Kristi and Karen highlighted my hair while we were there. We seem to be making this a tradition: we did this last time we were all in Arizona, and I loved it, so I conned them into doing it again for me!
Kristi and Jason, love this shot too. Kristi's favorite color is yellow, and Karen picked this spot by the waterfall, classic!
The matriarch and patriarch of our little clan, not looking a day past 30, either of them; Mike's got some great genes to pass along to our kids!
And I don't usually post pics of both Mike and I, I'm usually behind the camera, but this one did turn out pretty good (thanks Steph!)

Bahama Mamas and Papas...

We are officially the most spoiled people on earth! Mike's parents have just treated us and the rest of their immediate family to a beautiful vacation to Paradise Island in the Bahamas! I've never seen anything like this place; they've taken us to some pretty amazing locations, but I think this one takes the cake. The entirity of Paradise Island is one huge resort, most of it is part of Atlantis, just off the coast of Nassau. You can find and do just about everything you could imagine without leaving the island, though we did leave and spend some time in Nassau as well. You can swim, do water slides, eat in a dozen different places, lay by the pool, go to movies, paint pottery, rent scooters, shop, snorkel, boat, and so many otther things, and we did almost all of it!

The weather was incredible the vast majority of the trip, with only one truly cloudy/rainy day, which gave us just the right opportunity to release some creative juices on some pottery and see a movie. The rest of the week we snorkeled, scootered, swam in a ridiculous amount of different pools around the resort, played cards, "passed the pigs" (ask Kristi and Jason about their new favorite game), swooshed down water slides, ate delicious cuisine, and laughed together. Such a great time of hanging out with family, getting a little (or a lot) of sun, and just spending time being one big family!

Mike's parents, Larry and Stephanie, flew down a week early to scope the place out, make sure it was appropriate accomodations, and to get an early start on their tans. The rest of us, Mike's middle sister Karen who's out in Chaska these days, youngest sister Kristi and her husband Jason who are hailing from Virginia Beach, and Mike and I, flew in last Saturday and stayed for a whole week! Enough talking, want to see some pics? Come on Kayla, I know you only check for pictures these days ;) !
Jason, Kristi, Karen, and Larry enjoying a mid-afternoon ice cream break; check out that water behind us! Can you believe the color!?


Here's us on scooter day: me showing off my road wounds (tell you about that in a second), and Jason, Karen, me, Mike, and Kristi loving our day out. We rented three scooters on Wednesday, toured around Paradise Island for a bit, and then went across the bridge and hit a couple of local spots in and around Nassau. Originally we thought we'd start out with Jason and Kristi on one, Mike and I on another, and Karen on the third. Karen had a little bit of a hard time, tipped over on a round-about, so I thought I might give it a whirl. Did pretty good until we had to make a right-hand turn out of Arawak Cay (they drive on the left side of the road), mixed up the brake and acceleration, made it out of traffic, but jumped a curb and apparently flew off the scooter. Scrapped up my shoulder and elbow, have a mother of a bruise on my leg, but other than that, amazingly, I was perfectly fine, not even shook up or anything, thank God. Showed off my road burns, got back on, and we continued on our way. I still can't quite believe it, in all my years of riding horses and driving, haven't been in anything major that was my fault until I rented a little scooter in the Bahamas! Maybe I'll at least get a good scar out of the deal, but not likely! It's healing pretty good.

We ate out a a few different, delicious places. Here's Karen and Steph while we were out at a local joint called the Poop deck, very yummy, and great view; our table overlooked the marina between Paradise Island and Nassau, and we ate right at sunset! Beautiful!








One of the other really amazing things about this place in that everywhere you went, there were gardens and pools full of gorgeous flowers, plants, and aquatic life! It was like living in a botanical garden and full marine aquarium! Everything from plumeria and hibiscus to sharks, starfish, and a huge 10-foot manta ray! Here we are at the nurse shark pool, standing on the bridge looking down at 5 or 6 of them, and here's a baby hammerhead! Don't worry Heather, took tons of pictures for you of all the sharks, even got a couple of cool little video clips; if I ever figure out how to load videos, I'll post one!

I think I'll pause for now. We also spent one night taking some family pictures, so when I get those developed, I'll post a few more! Thanks Larry and Steph for such an amazing trip!!

Follow up to "and the nominations are..."

Hey, I think I've told a bunch of you this already, but for the wider group at large, my husband is the best, and officially loved and respected by all his peers at school! I told you that he was nominated for two awards, and I guess a couple of my facts were not quite accurate, but this is how everything really turned out: he received three awards!!

He received a Rho Chi (sp?) award for being one of a small handful of students to receive 4.0 GPA last semester! (And as proud as he is, he's come to reality a bit as he's had to work even harder as classes have gotten more difficult this semester, and during a conversation with a mentor-type person recently, this gentleman said he'd "never trust a 4.0" because oftentimes it means they haven't been terribly involved with anything other than their books. I guess he doesn't know Mike very well, which leads me to the other two awards...)

The second is an award within his pharmacy fraternity, yes he's in a frat, but a professional frat, all about volunteering and networking. He was awarded the "brother" with the most enthusiasm, or something to that effect. Basically, he was super involved in pretty much everything the frat did.

And the third award was along the same lines, but from his whole first year pharm student class, he was recognized as the student with the most class spirit and showing and encouraging the most professionalism among his fellow students!

I guess you can trust this 4.0; he's wicked smart and well rounded all at the same time. I'm so proud of him and all he's done; now I'd just like to see him every once and a while! I hear 2nd year is pretty bad, but it gets better after that.

Missing my peeps...

I think I'm having a lonely day, so I'd like to give a shout out to all my people that I've been thinking of today and missing desparately. BJ has just left after spending the night, and I miss her already. And in thinking of her, I miss my girls from last summer, especially Janel and Tatianna. And in thinking of last summer, I always miss my Duluth girls, Kristin, Sarah, and Kayla. And thinking of those girls, a few of my other Duluthians: Sue, Kim, Manda, Gaye... My mentors, my friends, my wise ones. I miss E, Jen, and Zeb, Mike and I's favorite couple to hang with as a couple. I think of Amy and Jim, post-Duluthians; AmyJ, my sounding board, and the one far enough removed from everything but associated enough so that I can tell her anything. I miss my Indy sisters and my Hawaii sister, I miss my mom and dad, I miss my bro-in-laws, my nephew... I miss my Iowa family and my Texas family. I miss my Furler family. I miss Becca in Mexico, I miss Marcus, wherever he is these days. I miss Trags, and I'm still waiting to meet his wife so I can miss her too. I miss J and K in VA.

Know that I have thought about each and every one of you today, that I value you all so much, and I miss you dearly. Looking forward to the next time I will see you...

Facades...

I've found that I wear a number of faces depending on my situations, and while journaling and pondering today, I'm posing to you all a question: Facades, good, bad, helpful, or hurtful?

While at work, I try for the happy-go-lucky, interested in everyone, but not too interested, and try not to share too much so that it doesn't come back to bite me, as in recent events. At home, I am mostly myself, but sometimes I do feel the pressure to put on the happy housewife mask, do what I'm asked or told, don't ask for too much, take care of the home, even when I sometimes feel I can barely hold myself together. When I'm with kids, young or mid-adolescent, I put on the vaguely aloof, but cool and entertaining face. When with friends, the easy-going, willing to do almost anything to not be a nuisance mask. With family, the mediator and want everyone to be happy facade.

Not that these are all my faces, nor that any of them are not genuine or not genuinely me, but I am a little different depending on my situation. And I think I've written this in a slightly negative light, not intended, just trying to be truthful with you but more so with me. Is this normal? Do I try to please people so much that I'm not actually me, or am I really just a people pleaser? Does this make me a doormat? How do you be you 100% of the time, even if you don't always like who you are? When is change helpful, and when is it just conforming?

Tissues and teabags...

It's the 11th of April and this is what I saw when I open the shades this morning. And it's still flurrying now as I sit surrounded by the shrapnel of my cold. Convenient in that I am off, but also inconvenient because I am off, this season's cold has set in. I drink my tea, take my sugar-free vitamin C drops, and litter the apartment with breadcrumb trails of tissues. Okay, so it's not that bad, but it is one of those colds that no matter how many liquids you ingest, all the liquid from your body seems to be leaking from your nose, leaving your mouth and throat parched and scratchy. Much to Mike's chagrin, I have left off picking up our bedroom now littered with at least three trips' worth of laundry and suitcases, to sit in front of the computer for the afternoon catching up on shows online. Mike and I enjoy just a couple, and I never seem to have a consistant schedule, but the networks have found this ingenius way to keep you hooked: show whole episodes online for free. That way, we never miss anything, and never want to miss anything, because we can always see everything. I feel a little pathetic, sniffling my way thru another cup of tea, hunched in front of Mike's massive moniter with two felines curled up on the down comforter on my lap, but I do enjoy the freedom from the schedule of the TV. Plus, on a day when you generally feel crummy, inside and out, it's nice to have a distraction.

Iowa Easter...

Mike and I headed south for Easter this past weekend, my aunt lives outside of Des Moines, and this seems to be a pretty good spot to meet up with the Indy McGrails/Rohls. Three out of the four cousins are back in the area as well, two of those three married with kids. So with Mike and I, Mom and Dad, Heather, Kate, James and Finn, Aunt Barb and Uncle Marv, cousin Leah, cousin Adam, his wife Kelly, their new son Jacob, cousin Luke, his wife Katie, and their almost one-year-old daughter Ava, it was a pretty full house on Saturday when we all gathered for dinner! Enough words, how about some pictures...?Here's Mom, Finn, Aunt Barb, and cousin Leah. I swear, that poor kid didn't have a moments rest the whole time he was there. Mom and Aunt Barb both love grandbabies! Isn't he getting huge?!?
Here's Aunt Bard with baby Jacob, who's going on about 2 months now. He's such a sweetheart, slept hard most of the time we saw him. I love this picture of grandma and baby, the lighting's so cool, they both just look so serene and snuggly.
Cousins Ava and Finn... Trying to figure out whether the other is a threat to their turf... They've met before, they're only about a week apart, and almost polar opposites! Ava is progressing rapidly, pretty much walking, for sure toddling from one balancing post to the next, talks a bit, incoherantly of course, but has much to say, is very active and interested in lots of toys and noises. Finn sits back, takes it all in, scoots backwards if he really wants to move somewhere, grunts and growls (typical boy), and is really happy with tupperware and large leggos. They're a pair, it'll be fun to watch them grow into themselves!
Cousin Adam, wife Kelly, and sweet Jacob. Took this one at an angle so kinda tricky to post... Such a cute family! They've just moved back to Des Moines from Chicago and added a new member to the family all at one time!
Cousin Luke, wife Katie, and cute Ava! Ava's loving this new Dora something-or-other that Grandma Barb, er... the Easter Bunny left her in her basket. One more of the cute little guy... honestly, who can get enought of him? He's really growing, I miss seeing all these guys more often...

Aloha and Mahalo!!

This means hello/goodbye/love and thank you in Hawaiian, much of all of those to Mandy and Scott for letting me come and hang with them! I'm extrememly pleased to say that we didn't do a whole lot while I was there; this is my third time visiting them, and we've always done the touristy things and seen the sights, but I go there to hang with my sister and her husband, so to have a week of just doing that was the best thing I could think of to do.

home), so it was great to see where they are now; just like Amy and I were saying, it's so good to see people's space, where they spend their time, how they set up their home. And the Cudas know how to pick a great place. They have a Mandy and Scott moved into a new place in Kailu on Oahu (see next blog for full tour of theirpool, they are a very short walk to the beach, and they are within walking/biking distace to cute shops and coffee places.

Mandy took mostly half days while we were there, oh yeah, did I tell you my parents were also there? Part of the reason why this was an especially good time to go. My dad finds work anywhere his daughters are so the company benefits from his spending time with his family, plus I'm pretty sure they cover his ticket, so everybody's happy. But yeah, Mandy was already planning half days for when my mom was there anyway, so it was good, short timing for me to plan this trip. (This is picture of Mom one morning when we went to watch the sunrise over the beach, yow, so beautiful!)

Got in a couple days earlier than the 'rents, the doctors went their various ways, I read a couple of books, splashed in their pool, swung in their hammock, sat on the beach, tried to play nice with Kili and Hobbes, their two Siamese cats; yeah, guess that runs in the family, and overall just relaxed. Mandy is an amazing hostess, always providing much, much more than just the creature comforts.

She planned a little dinner get-together with a few of their friends for St. Patrick's Day. We dressed in green, drank a few hard ciders and some Guiness, and had our traditional corned beef and cabbage with carrots and potato bread (closest thing Dad could find on the island to Irish soda bread!). It was a blast, and great people attract great people; Jen and Addie joined us that night, and they are so much fun. We laughed, we talked, we drank, we ate; I think our distance Irish relatives would be proud of such a celebration!

Sunday, Mike and I's friend Steve (see picture above and to the left) flew thru Oahu on his way back to MN from a business meeting on Lanai'i. He came and spent the night with us, we grabbed some waves, he with a bit more grace than me as he grew up in California. We had lunch in a great little Mexican restaurant in town, and we unfortunately had to send him on his way home to Shannon Monday evening. Was a little crazy to meet up with him there, but he's a great guy, my family knows and likes him so well, so he's and easy addition to any party!

As Dad and Scott worked hard, and Mandy worked hard for shorter periods of time, Mom and I soaked up as much Hawaiian sun as we could and waited for the others to join us. Whenever Mom's there, plan on at least one shopping trip, and we weren't disappointed. We hit some really fun shops in Kailua, Macy's of course so she could use her card on us, and then the guys would join us in the evenings for dinner, watch the college basketball playoffs, and the occassional game of pinochle.

I can't tell you about a whole lot, because not much happened, but I think I'd be disappointed if it was any other way. Mandy and Scott, I am so proud of who you are, and who you continue to become. I love that you are my family, and I take too much pride saying that; thanks for letting me come and be a Cuda for a few days; there's nothing better than to hang around with you guys and get introduced as your sister!

Casa de Cuda...

Let me give you a virtual tour thru Mandy and Scott's gorgeous new home... And keep in mind, as beautiful as the house itself is, its location is equally as grand: it really is about 500 feet or about a one-minute walk down their street, past one other house, down a cute garden path between two more fairly huge homes, and onto the breathtaking beach in Kailua. About a mile or so down the beach is a park, and though the beach is public, on all sides of where you enter the beach where Mandy and Scott live are private homes, so the beach is hardly, if ever, crowded... Seriously, who lives in places like this year round?!Out front, see the bougainvilla?!? So pretty!!! (and dad's rental car...)
As you come in the front door and look to your left, you see this hallway. This first door on the left is Mandy and Scott's room; the second door on the left is one of the guest rooms (where I stayed); the first door on the right is another guest room (where Mom and Dad stayed); the second door on the right is a full bath; and at the end of the hall is the office/computer room. All the rooms on the front of the house (M&S's and mine) have windows that look into a walled path along the front of the house where there is a little faucet to rinse your feet when coming back from the beach. All the rooms along the back of the house have sliding doors that open out onto the lanai (Hawaiian word for back porch or veranda), and the office on the side of the house has a sliding glass door that opens onto the yard.Mandy and Scott's room. The ladder you see in the right side of the picture goes up to a little latticed-in cubby for storage; Mandy suspects that this used to be a kid's room, so might also have served as a fort! This fort/storage spot then also is open on the other side with another ladder in my room!My spot for the week! See the ladder on the left leading up to the fort? And to my right are shelves and shelves of books! Opps! Mandy, forgot to tell you that I borrowed a couple! I'll send them back, Mave Binchy, I think? Mom said they were good.
The computer room. Sorry this one is kind of dark, behind me is a computer, and to my left is another computer, to my right are book shelves filled with medical, biology, chemistry, urology, you-name-it-scientific text/reference books. Thought this was the view of most interest to the general public, opening onto the back yard.

Figured we could skip the bath, really nice, as Mandy always decorates, in sages and some plums, but a fairly typical bath. Here's where Mom and Dad stayed. Gorgeous work, Mandy; deep burgandy and a couple shades of orange. Map from Figi on the wall with some other really cool prints and the like. And in this other shot, your first glance at the lanai...



















As you walk out of Mom and Dad's room, you find yourself here, on the lanai or veranda. Mandy and Scott's lanai is completely screened in and their yard is enclosed by this beautiful stucco wall ensuring privacy and quiet...
Then you look to your right and see the rest of this serene little hideaway. I think this lanai is about the same square footage as our house in Duluth...
From this shot you see the back of the house, the lanai, their yard, and yes, they have a pool. The two closest sliding doors lead to Adam, their roommate's suite (see next blog for pictures of that). As you continue to the right you hit the lanai; the far side on the lanai is outside of Mom and Dad's room, and the yard continues around the side of the house, where they've hung a hammock between two palms; yes, hammock naps are still the best...
Going back inside, thru the center doors on the lanai, you find yourself back in the living room. Where the light is coming from on the right side of this picture is back at the front door, my back is in a corner, to my left is the lanai, along the wall and then to my right is the hall to the bedrooms and office. The dining room is straight and a little left, the kitchen is beyond their little breakfast bar straight ahead...
Here's Mandy and Scott's new dining room set made of teke (spelling?). Again, straight ahead is the front door, to my left is the kitchen, to my right is the living room, and you can see the hallway straight and to the right of the door. Behind me and to my left is the door to Adam's suite (again, see next blog; there's a story with Adam's room :)
And here's looking into the kitchen. To the left is the breakfast bar that opens into the dinning room, behind me is another glass door perpendicular to the front door leading out to the front patio (when walking out of kitchen have to go to the right around a corner to get back to the front door). The door straight ahead leads to another walled in patio where Mandy is growing some herbs (she used some of her cilantro in this delicious guacamole she made), and thru the patio you get to the garage. Just past the counter and to the left is the laundry room, and thru the laundry room, you end up back in Adam's room. Well, that's it; granted these pictures do not do it justice, but take my work for it, it's incredible! Maybe next time you can join me here...
...and we'll enjoy the pool and the beach together? What do you think, Mandy? Party at the Cudas?