Sickening family, tribal canoe journeys, and shoes!

Good evening. I have been so sick for a little over a week now. It hasn't been that unenjoyable though. My husband and daughter have been home. My Ava spent a lot of time with me in bed, which was awesome, but she didn't get bored, because my Dad, the best father and grandpa, kept taking her out. He brought her thrift store shopping last night and tonight. She's so lucky to have him in her life. WE are so lucky to have him in our lives. He is amazing.

My mom is awesome too. She is retired and she does everything for everybody. If we are sick, and want someone to go to the doctor with us, she is always there. One time I was so sick, but was determined to go to a meeting in Olympia, she drove me. I live in Elwha, Olympia is about a 3-hour drive. She is so kind and loving and caring, everything a mom is supposed to be.

I feel sad for people who don't have awesome parents like me. Like you ever hear people say, I don't talk to my mom. When I first heard someone say this, I could not believe it. I then began to learn how truly awful people can be. How can someone be cruel to their own child? I have a friend who is always in competition with her sisters, okay a set of friends I can think of. It's the mothers in these relationships that has made this happen. In one instance, their is always a favorite child. This child is the ONE who goes shopping with mom, gets to share hotel rooms with mom, as the Grandma the children are always favored over the other grandchildren. It's really sad. If this person acts ugly to me, I don't get offended. If you can treat your own offspring so terribly, how can I expect you to treat me kindly? I can't. I'm not offended. There is something wrong with you.

The other set of girls and mother are more healthy than that, but they are all just super competitive and it plays out into jealousy, or, haha, actually the girls are all so super competitive, but they all think that the other sisters are just jealous of them. These ladies are fun and super hilarious. 

Okay, I didn't mean to bag on other peoples parents, so I will give an example of a healthy family that I see. This woman I know, she also has 3 daughters, and some beautiful grand babies. She loves all of her daughters and her grand babies with all of her heart. There is no question who her favorite is, because she doesn't have a favorite. The loves them all with all of her heart! No competition. All of her kids play different roles in the family, but the love for all of them is definitely equal.

Last night there was an earthquake around Victoria B.C. Uhm, you can see my rez from over there. I remember being over there for the canoe journey wishing I was home. Looking at how close it was from where I was, and wanting to be there. I didn't end up staying long that year. There were tons of wasps where we were at, and it was just not pleasant. Although the hosts were awesome.

Do you know about that? The Tribal Canoe Journeys is a huge celebration, and the tribes take turns hosting the other tribes to the final destination. When we host, without asking now, we have campers in our front yard and our back yard. We had 200 people from Ahousaht camping in our back yard one year. It was amazing. I also say there was a water miracle that year too, because my washer and shower was going practically non-stop for 5 days and the water never went cold! Seriously! I was always asking people if the water went cold.

My husband has been cleaning and helping us de-clutter. Yep, I use to shop way too much. What do I need? Nothing! I've already bought it. I now spend my money on beads. Okay, I do still need more Danksos. They are the only show I am wearing right now, and I only have 2 pairs. 2 great pairs though! I get tons of compliments on my red Danskos. Okay, I lied. My dad got me these awesome boots, you know the kind your mom hates? They aren't Uggs, but even if they were she'd still hate them anyway? Omigosh, but mom does not know how comfortable they are. I bet if I could get her to wear some for the day she would be converted. For your fashion sense Mama, I will not do that to you though!

Okay, well, my brain actually stopped coming up with thoughts. Some of these thoughts are incomplete, but who cares! 

My husband and his lack of concern for Indian Tacos

Good morning, barely! It is Sunday, it is a game day for the #Seattle #Seahawks! Do hashtags work in blogs? If not, oh well, lol.

I really want my husband to get into the tradition of making Indian Tacos for the Seahawks games, but he won't. I say, We should have Indian Tacos during the game! And then he's all like, Okay! And then we don't. It's rather disappointing. 

Here is a picture of him not making fry bread. Boo! :(

He also complained when I put my feet in his face complaining that he is trying to sleep. I assured him that I was only trying to be helpful, as I have heard that feet release chemicals that can help one fall soundly asleep. I think it may have indeed worked since he is now snoring. Who's the fool now, Christopher?

The bloggy blogger

Happy Christmas Eve Eve! I have been telling myself that I need to blog more, so tonight is the night that I actually do that. 

One strange thing about me is that I suffer short-term memory loss. It's weird. Haha, I forgot that I have short-term memory loss. I try to do things in an order, because sometimes I can't remember, but if I remember that my keys go in a certain pouch and I always put them where they belong that makes life so much more simpler.

I was thinking that I want to be a famous blogger, and then I realized how silly that sounds to me. I just need to be me and that's it. Plus, if I become like internet famous or whatever then what I type may actually start to matter rather than just something I do.

Blogging isn't really that strange when you think about it. It's just an extension of school. In school, they always make you write, have a journal. This is like the journal that you're willing to do without someone making you do it. A blog is different than a diary though, in a diary you write your inner most-secretive thoughts sometimes. This is dangerous though, because someone could find it. It could become part of a court case as evidence. I hope I'm never part of a court case. That would suck.

Some people say I should've been a lawyer. My answer to that is, "No, I shouldn't have."

When I worked for my Tribe I had the honor of writing white papers with the attorneys. I made the first draft and after that there were hundreds of edits, which included verbiage,  moving a comma, omigosh it just was not fun. I like editing, but wow oh wow! After a gazillion and a half edits it was decided, "No more edits!" Then there were more!  We left Elwha and when we got to D.C. our papers were out of date. 

Dang, that was a lot of rambling.

Okay bye.