Last week Jacob and I joined the older scouts from our ward at their high adventure camp. It's Texas so high adventure backpacking and camping isn't really convenient. This summer our group planned to camp at a lake, water ski for two days, canoe down a river one day and go to Schlitterbahn's, a big water park, on the last day. Jacob and I joined the group on Wednesday to canoe and hit Schlitterbahn's on Thursday. I'll post pictures of the canoe trip sometime in the near future, but this post is about our trip to Schlitterbahn's.
After arriving at Schlitterbahn's in the morning and getting our spot set up for the day, Jacob and I headed off to find our first ride. We gathered our inner- tubes and headed up the hill. The park is a little confusing for first time visitors and we finally climbed the right path and found a ride we could go down. The ride is riding your inner-tube down a series of steeper "chutes" into the next slow pool area. It's supposed to be a re-creation of a spot on the river we went down the day before and some of the areas have eddies which recirculate you around in the pool rather than down the next chute. If you're in a hurry it's the wrong ride to be on. There were some teenagers in the group behind us and they were in a hurry so they were standing up and walking ahead. Apparently the park doesn't like you doing this and the lifeguard blew his whistle at them and told them to stay on their tubes. Just after this Jacob and I hit the next chute and when we hit the next pool area he fell out of his tube, so he stood up. The lifeguard saw him standing and blew his whistle at him and told him to not stand up. Without hesitating Jacob shot back at him, "I fell out of my tube." The thing I found humorous was that Jacob responded with the same gesture and body language that he does when called for a foul on the basketball court. Apparently he has an issue with whistle carrying authority figures. As the family discussed this event it became apparent and our consensus that it's likely the whole family has issues with whistle carrying authority figures, and we are certain there are even those in the extended family who have similar issues.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
There is an employee in my group that sits down the hall from me. Over the past couple of weeks I have noticed that there often seemed to be somebody in his office talking to him. Knowing the nature of his job, it's not likely that most of these conversations were work related. So the other day during staff meeting I suggested to his supervisor that he suggest to this individual that he might need to focus more on his work and even close his door if he needed to concentrate on his work. His direct supervisor replied, that's fine, I can do that, but the last coaching we gave him (apparently at my suggestion) was that maybe he should keep his door open to be more accessible and part of the team. The reason he had given for keeping his door closed previously, "people are always bothering me and I can't get my work done." Go "pointy haired boss" team. Some days I do more than just look the part.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
So Marti and the girls are off to girls camp, leaving me home to manage the home front. As Jacob and I were eating dinner at Taco Bell I asked him what he had for breakfast. Chocolate chip muffin. Okay, what did you have for lunch? Funions and Goldfish. Hmm, so chocolate chip muffin, funions, goldfish and taco bell for dinner. I'm not sure but I think there is room for improvement on applying the old food pyramid.