You guys probably don't really need to know this but I will share it with you anyway. At first I didn't like the idea of a private blog because it is so fun when I find old friends through blogging. I wanted to leave my blog open for those people who I haven't talked to in years to find me. I think this has been a great way to reconnect and see how my dear old friends were doing. I also wanted to let them know how I was doing. Of course, I was a little ignorant. I was thinking that no one would see my blog if they didn't know me. I know that isn't true. But, in my mind, my blog was only for family and friends to see. Well last week I posted a blog of all the things that I have to deal with at my home which also happens to be my job. It has been so crazy and stressful that I wanted to share with my family and friends my frustrations.
Well, someone from the school immediately found my blog through a google news alert and I was contacted about it and told to take it down. The school does not like anything negative posted about the school so they may up hold their reputation. I totally understand that. Although I couldn't help but feel violated. I felt like my blog was seen by people I did not want to look at. My supervisors and all sorts of leaders here at the school were looking at my blog. That is awkward. This experience also made me realize that anyone can find my blog and find out information about me. I need to be more careful about what type of information I display about myself on the internet.
I felt it was time for me to set my blog to private so that I may continue to share my thoughts and feelings with you and not have to worry about the wrong people finding it. I know you have to go through the extra step of signing in to see it but I hope that won't stop you from visiting my blog. If you know anyone else that would like to see my blog please send me their email.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Going Private
I have decided that my blog needs to go private. If you want to still read my blog and would like to be invited then I will need your email address. You may give it to me by leaving a comment or you may send it to my email acbell2000@gmail.com.
I will be making my blog private with in the next week.
I will be making my blog private with in the next week.
Monday, August 11, 2008
1st Year Pictures
I finally took Aaron in to get his pictures taken. He was a little scared by the ladies taking the pictures at first but he finally gave us some cute poses.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Boundary Water Canoe Area
I had the opportunity to go to northern Minnesota with my dad, little brother, and nephew for a week of wilderness canoing. The trip was so much fun, but all the traveling to and from Minnesota was horrible.
I left on July 26th, on a Greyhound bus. It was a short little ride that only took about 30 hours. Yep, 30 hours on a bus. Not only was it uncomfortable, but it was stressful. They were consistently late to every city, which put me in real danger of missing my connecting bus. If I missed a connection I would have to hang out in the bus station for 24 hours until the next bus came along. Luckily I didn't miss any connections.
My dad picked me up at the bus station in Minneapolis and we stayed the night in a hotel there. We woke up early and headed to Ely, MN. It's a small town about 30 miles south of Canada. My dad had paid an outfitter to provide all of our supplies, so we just showed up empty handed for a canoe trip. They provided the canoes, food, tents, and everything else that we needed. We slept that night in a bunkhouse owned by the outfitter. Charles snores like a category 5 hurricane.
We woke up at 5:30am and took off in a van to one of the 10,000 lakes (not exaggerating) in the area. The outfitter dropped us off after a short motor boat ride. It was raining pretty hard when we arrived.
We started out the canoe trip with a portage. A portage is where you get to transfer from one lake to another. The first portage we did was a long 1.25 miles. That may not sound bad, but when you have to carry a canoe the whole distance, then turn around and grab your 50-75 pound packs, it ends up being about 4 miles. I was already beat by the end of the first portage, but the day was just beginning.
We canoed for a few hours with some short portages in between. We had to go around some beaver dams on the way. We arrived at our campsite at 2pm and set up camp. I was soooo thankful to have arrived at camp.
Over the next couple of days we just relaxed and enjoyed the outdoors. We had some excellent steaks for dinner the first night, but after that the dinners gradually got worse and worse. By the last night we had watered down creamy stroganoff.
We fished, swam, and went exploring a lot during those days. The lakes were beautiful. I'd say my favorite time was around evening. We saw beautiful sunsets every night. The sky seemed to be on fire sometimes and the glass surface of the lakes were brilliant.
I got this cool picture of my brother hanging upside down from a tree. Actually, he's not upside down, the picture is. The water was so clear that day that you can hardly tell the difference between the sky and the lake. The trees and the sky are actually just a reflection.
The last day we were camping we switched to a campsite that would be closer to our exit. We did that long portage again, and then paddled for about 4 miles to the pick up point. The outfitter had cold sodas waiting for us and I don't think I've had a soda that good in a long time.
Luckily I got to take a greyhound bus back to Rexburg. I managed to read Harry Potter 4, 5, and 6 on this trip. I was exhausted when I got home.
I left on July 26th, on a Greyhound bus. It was a short little ride that only took about 30 hours. Yep, 30 hours on a bus. Not only was it uncomfortable, but it was stressful. They were consistently late to every city, which put me in real danger of missing my connecting bus. If I missed a connection I would have to hang out in the bus station for 24 hours until the next bus came along. Luckily I didn't miss any connections.
My dad picked me up at the bus station in Minneapolis and we stayed the night in a hotel there. We woke up early and headed to Ely, MN. It's a small town about 30 miles south of Canada. My dad had paid an outfitter to provide all of our supplies, so we just showed up empty handed for a canoe trip. They provided the canoes, food, tents, and everything else that we needed. We slept that night in a bunkhouse owned by the outfitter. Charles snores like a category 5 hurricane.
We woke up at 5:30am and took off in a van to one of the 10,000 lakes (not exaggerating) in the area. The outfitter dropped us off after a short motor boat ride. It was raining pretty hard when we arrived.
We started out the canoe trip with a portage. A portage is where you get to transfer from one lake to another. The first portage we did was a long 1.25 miles. That may not sound bad, but when you have to carry a canoe the whole distance, then turn around and grab your 50-75 pound packs, it ends up being about 4 miles. I was already beat by the end of the first portage, but the day was just beginning.
We canoed for a few hours with some short portages in between. We had to go around some beaver dams on the way. We arrived at our campsite at 2pm and set up camp. I was soooo thankful to have arrived at camp.
Over the next couple of days we just relaxed and enjoyed the outdoors. We had some excellent steaks for dinner the first night, but after that the dinners gradually got worse and worse. By the last night we had watered down creamy stroganoff.
We fished, swam, and went exploring a lot during those days. The lakes were beautiful. I'd say my favorite time was around evening. We saw beautiful sunsets every night. The sky seemed to be on fire sometimes and the glass surface of the lakes were brilliant.
I got this cool picture of my brother hanging upside down from a tree. Actually, he's not upside down, the picture is. The water was so clear that day that you can hardly tell the difference between the sky and the lake. The trees and the sky are actually just a reflection.
The last day we were camping we switched to a campsite that would be closer to our exit. We did that long portage again, and then paddled for about 4 miles to the pick up point. The outfitter had cold sodas waiting for us and I don't think I've had a soda that good in a long time.
Luckily I got to take a greyhound bus back to Rexburg. I managed to read Harry Potter 4, 5, and 6 on this trip. I was exhausted when I got home.
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