Stream of Consciousness

{I found a cellphone in the restroom at a gas station I stopped by last week.  I took the phone to the cash register and said, "I found this in the restroom."  The clerk was like, "Oh, okay- which one?"  And then we both stood there for a second while we each processed his response.  My mind analyzed my safety vest, oil stained jeans and muddy work boots.  I thought about my hair being pulled back into a pony tail; I wondered if it really wasn't obvious that I was a female.  At the same time, he realized how stupid that question was and stumbled over the words, "Oh, I mean, of course, uh- that was a dumb question...sorry, of course." I laughed, half-heartedly and turned quickly to run away.

One day I'll have a job where my gender won't be questioned. ONE DAY.}

{So, is it me, or is the entire country diving head first into a rogue heat wave?  I was in St. George last weekend for Father's Day and it got up to 107 the day we left; they're supposed to hit 115 before this week is over.  I thought it might just be us, but then I'm starting to notice the trend with friends across the country. Thankfully, we have a couple different pools to choose from to cool down in.  Landon and I went up to his mom's yesterday afternoon to go for a dippety-doo.  It was all that kept me alive after I ran 3 miles in what I'm assuming Hell is like.  I only went for 3 miles and I thought I was going to throw up probably 3 different times.  I got home and took an ice cold shower before we left and I was still sweating profusely even after I was dried off and dressed again.  This is why I hate training in the summer.}

{I have an exam to take for one of my summer classes.  The first one I didn't really understand what I was supposed to study, so this time I'm a lot more aware of what is going to be on the test.  I am also substantially more aware of how much I hate going to school in the summer.  This is against everything natural.}

{Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston were spotting canoodling on the beach and I haven't stopped fangirling since I saw the photos.  I told my friend all I care about now is that they get married, adopt me and we all live happily ever after in a world where it never gets above 80 degrees.}

{Mine and Landon's five year anniversary is coming up on Friday.  I've got a thing or two up my sleeve that I'm not going to discuss until next week incase his wandering eyes make their way here.  Just know that it's going to be awesome, and I'm so excited.  Can't believe it's been that long already; time has flown by.  I have so much fun with him and I'm happy I get him forever.}

Working Far From Home

So many great things have been happening the last few days, but I've been so busy I haven't really had a chance to sit down and blog about it.  Mariah, my little sister, turned twenty freaking one years old on Sunday.  She is my baby sister and I think of her as such- a baby.  But when I really thought about it, I was like, "Oh my heck, I was married when I was her age!" And now I realize that I made a huge life decision as a fetus.  Luckily, I made a great choice because Landon is USDA Prime.  Did I just objectify my husband of nearly five years (!!!) by comparing him to a piece of meat?  You bet your heifer, I just did.  Don't worry, he likes it.

In other news, I have been working up in Ogden the past week.  For those of you who are not familiar with Utah, that is about an hour and twenty minutes from my home in Midway.  It's quite the commute compared to my normal forty minute drive. But I'm helping out my boss a friend because we are so short handed.  Gives me a lot of time to listen to podcasts and really dive deep in the tunnels of Spotify.  And on that note, if you have any recommendations for comedy podcasts or music on the Spot, feel free to leave them in the comments below.  Another fun thing about working in Ogden aside from Mega Commute is that I'm kind of re-learning how to do my job.  It's the same work, but in a different lab and they have the smallest of differences in the way they do things and while I'm not lost, I'm just a little uncomfortable in changing the ways I've been doing my job for the last five years (as of Monday (!!!)).  And on top of that, I'm training a new guy which is a lot of fun because I'm still trying to figure this place out and then teach a completely green new hire the same.  I'm sure I've come off as a spaz more than a few times.  Whatever.  I'm basically the boss right now, and what I say goes; even if it doesn't make sense to either of us.

A good part about Ogden though, is that it's only 15 minutes from my mom's house and I'm considering bunking down with them until I'm back in more regular digs.  Maybe not the whole time cause I'd obviously miss my sugar daddy, but I did stay there last night and it was amazing getting home that early.  AND getting to sleep in until 6:20.  I honestly cannot tell you the last time I had a commute that short.  With all my extra time yesterday afternoon, I went and hit a bucket of balls with Brenden and Johnny, made friends with an extremely wealthy (and unbelievably kind) family, and got a lettuce burger sweet potato fries at Red Robin.  Is this the quality of life I'd have if I moved out of heaven on Earth?  Because I'll be honest, it's not bad; I just love those mountains with all of my heart.  I think I'll settle for a little here and a little there.  But it would be nice to get a bed for me at my mom's though, because while Johnny's horse trailer mattress is pretty comfortable, but I'm very confused about where I am every time I wake up on it.

So yeah, that's where I'm at.

Hawaii Part Trois

We are wrapping up the Hawaii trip here, y'all.  I'm just going to power through, I'm gonna do it.  I left off last week with our excursion through Volcano National Park, and that was awesome.  Honestly, I've lost all track of time and this next post will more than likely be out of chronological order, because I have no idea when we did what.  I'll start with our deep sea fishing trip.

Now, I've never been deep sea fishing.  I've been fishing in a boat on a lake, off a dock on a lake, fishing from a paddle board, fishing from shore, and even fishing indoors at the boating expo when I was really little, but never in the ocean, so I was all sorts of excited for this trip.

We woke up really early to eat some breakfast and we made sure that none of us had any bananas with us as we got on the boat.  Apparently bringing bananas on a boat is the worst form of bad luck and if you do and the captain finds out, you'll probably get thrown over board.  We learned that way back in the day when they would ship bananas back and forth between continents the bananas would leak (for lack of a better word) banana juice and the fish hated it and wouldn't come anywhere near the boat.  So they learned not to have bananas with them when they wanted to catch fish.  Fast forward to modern day and you are still not allowed onboard with a single banana.  We didn't have any bananas, but that didn't help us much; we didn't get a single nibble in the four hours we were at sea.  I'm going to tell you that I wasn't majorly bummed out about it, but it was an absolutely beautiful day.  The water was calm, the sun was warm and it was actually really relaxing to lay out on the bow and chiiiillll.  I think we all fell asleep at one point or another we were so relaxed.  So even though we didn't catch anything, it was still a great way to spend a morning in Hawaii.
And the rest of that day was spent boogie boarding, naturally.
The next day we had booked a snorkel cruise.  There was about 12 of us on a little boat that took us up the coast for about 30 minutes.  Our first stop was Captain Cook's Cove (or something like that).  Captain Cook was one of the first white dude's to discover the Hawaiian Islands.  The cove we snorkeled in was his memorial and also the place I believe he was killed for pretending to be one of the Gods.  It was a beautiful location with an incredible reef to explore.  We saw so many colorful fish and other sea creatures.  I had my GoPro with me and again, most of the photos it snapped weren't really of anything, but I got a few good ones.
 There were HUNDREDS of those yellow tangs everywhere.  I loved watching them all swim together in big schools; they were mesmerizing.  And then mine and Landon's favorite: the parrot fish.  We would follow those bad boys around whenever we'd spot them.  Their colors are so bright and they are just goofy lookin' dudes; I love 'em.

The next location we stopped to snorkel at was the City of Refuge.  We came back after the snorkel cruise to see the actual city instead of snorkeling off the coast because it was so cool.  This was a place where if you committed a crime that was punishable by death (which basically everything was) you could try to run/swim to the City of Refuge.  If you made it there before they caught you, your life would be spared and you'd live out your days serving the royal family.  There were these long, rock walls that the people who made it there built.  They said the first few days in the city the refugees would spend it building these walls and then it would be decided where they would spend the rest of their days. When we heard that, I leaned over to Landon and said, "Yeah, but what kind of quality of life is that?  I mean, I think I'd rather die than spend the rest of my life gathering rocks-"  And then I stopped and realized that gathering rocks is literally what I do for a living right now.  So that was fun little reality check for me.

Apparently there were Cities of Refuge on each island, but this one was the last one that was really in tact still, there were huts, and carved statues every where; it was actually a really cool experience to walk around it.
And the snorkeling off-shore was incredible.  We saw more turtles, dolphins and apparently there were some white-tipped reef sharks hanging around though we didn't see them. 
 That snorkel cruise was definitely one of the best parts of the trip.  I love getting to see a glimpse of the ocean.  Though, I'm not going to sit here and tell you that at the same time I'm not completely terrified of it.  Once we were done there, we got back on the little boat, ate fresh pineapple and kiwi to our heart's content and rode back to Kona.

I don't think we went boogie boarding that day though.  We all had gotten a lot of sun and worn ourselves out swimming in currents for hours.  Landon did take me out to a nice little dinner that night though.  It was a restaurant right in the harbor where we had been going on all these excursions, and our guides told us to get the avocado fries and fish n' chips.  I liked all those words and so did Landon, so we took them up on the suggestion.  You guys, you need to find a way to bring avocado fries into your life.  They are INCREDIBLE. 
It's nearly been a month since I had these and my mouth is still watering.  And those fish'n chips? To die for.  They buy the fish from the deep sea fishing guides, so it's as fresh as it gets and it would just melt in your mouth.  BRB, I'm buying a flight back to Kona just for this meal.  The only thing better than that food was who I was sharing it with.
 I was seriously reveling in this moment.  I love Hawaii, I love sunsets, I love that meal, and I love that man.  I can confidently count that as one of the happiest moments of my life.
Our next adventure involved snorkeling again, but this time it was at night.  There is a Sheraton hotel right on the coast, and for the last 30 years, they're bright lights that shine into the water have been attracting the manta rays at night.  They illuminate all the plankton, so these rays love to come eat their dinner there.  We all got in the water and circled around a surfboard that had holes cut in the middle of it where extremely bright lights were positioned to light up everything beneath us.  This would bring the rays right under us as they'd gobble up all the plankton.  It was pretty insane to see them come in like they did.  They are huge and so, so graceful.  I was able to snap a few pictures of them with my GoPro, and I got a shot where one of the rays was inverted and it looked like a skull; pretty creep, but awesome at the same time.

 That was such a cool experience, though I did get a tad sea sick.  I think I can count two times in my life where I've ever been like, really sea sick; and both times it was in extremely rough water.  This time wasn't really the case.  There were some waves that were rocking us up and down, and think that with the combination of the exhaust from all of the boats that were around is what made me sick to my stomach.  It wasn't bad enough that I was throwing up, but I was ready to go by the time our hour was up.

After all those days, we were right about at the end of our trip.  We spent the next couple days boogie boarding, building sand castles, and soaking up the last of the warm Hawaiian sunshine.

 That was the longest vacation I've ever been on; I think it was about 12 days worth of Hawaiian paradise.  And even though it was nearly two weeks, it felt like it was over in two days.  Landon and I were plotting how we are going to move there permanently one day.  And it really isn't that unrealistic of a goal.  His company has a branch on Oahu and according to his co-worker, they are always looking for salesmen to transfer over there.  We are all over that idea since we only have to move ourselves.  No plans are set in stone; it's mostly dreams made of sunshine and salt water, but who knows, one day we might be locals.  If not, we'll just keep taking two week vacations over there.

It's too perfect of a place to stay away from long...

This concludes our three-part special, mahalo for tuning in.

Hawaii Part Dos

 Hopefully there are only three parts to this Hawaiian Paradise Saga, we'll see how much ground I can cover today.  I believe I left off where we were chilling and walking around Farmer's Markets, right?  Where I would find beautiful creatures like this little guy running around all the vendors?
This picture was taken shortly after he jumped from Landon's hand to mine while I was trying to take a picture of him.  I was so focused on taking the picture that it completely caught me off-guard and I screamed so loud, the entire market went silent and looked in our direction.  After trying to hide from everyone's stares, I tried to figure out how I was going to take that little cutie home with me.  I didn't get much time to think before he jumped ship from my hand too.

So, that was Sunday.  The following week was when we actually planned some excursions and activities other than just boogie boarding all day, err day.  But, even in between all the things we were trying to do we'd still squeeze in at least an hour or so at our favorite beach right down the road from our hotel. 
It was called Magic Sands Beach and if you got there early enough, you could beat the crowds and catch some real nice waves.  The sand was white and amazingly soft, the water was warm, and turtles frequented the area.  There were two that were there every time we went.  They'd just swim back and forth, and occasionally bump into our legs.  It was the best.
 So, our first trip we went out and did was to go to the Green Sands Beach.  It's one of like, 3 green sand beaches in the world and quite the sight to see.  It was about 70 miles from our hotel, which, in Utah would take maybe an hour to drive to.  But no, with highway speeds there occasionally hitting 55, but for the most part staying at 35-40?  It took us two hours to get to the parking lot.  AND THEN, it's a 3 mile hike into the beach.  Locals hang out in the parking lot offering rides at a mere $15 per person, but come on, that's a little steep.  Especially because there was seven of us.  But Landon's grandma Shirley, his mom's boyfriend Reed, and Kyndal took them up on it because Shirley has a bad knee, but they wouldn't take just one or two people.  They said three minimum and the lady promised the rest of us that were hiking in that we were going to want a ride back.  We scoffed and thought, yeah right as we started on the trail.  It took us about an hour to get there.  It was ridiculously hot and humid; had there not been the ocean breeze blowing on us I'm not sure that we would have made it.

We did, though.  When we got there, we had to hike down a steep and crudely carved staircase in the rock.  I nearly fell a couple times coming and going.  But it was all worth it when we stepped down on the green sand.  It's so crazy to see sand that color.  I'll admit, I was anticipating like, bright green sand when Landon would tell me about it and it wasn't exactly what I had in mind.  It was more of an olive green, but it was still so pretty.  It sparkled too, and no matter how many pictures I took of it, I couldn't quite capture what I was seeing with my eyes.  It was a beautiful beach, and of course we spent our time there on our boogie boards.
After we had been there for a couple hours, we decided it was time to go.  We were worn out and the thought of hiking out of there in wet, sandy clothes and shoes was not sounding like a good idea.  The lady who drove Reed, Shirley and Kyndal in were right; we didn't want to hike back.  So we paid the woman and climbed in the bed of her old pickup truck.  It was lined with ratty old couch cushions and throw pillows, and there some sort of metal frame attached above us that gave us something to hold onto as she rallied over large rocks and deep ruts back to the parking lot.

It was nearly sundown when we made it back to the hotel room.  Again, completely wiped out from our day in the sunshine.  I think I went to bed every night before 8 pm that entire trip and every morning I was up at 5 out working out or running along the coast.  I was in heaven.  Our next trip we had planned was to go to Volcano National Park.  It was another two hour drive across the island, and before we got there, we stopped by the Black Sand Beach.  Another really cool beach with crazy colored sand.  We weren't there long; we played on the lava and caught little hermit crabs. We also walked up and down the beach and saw some more turtles chillin' out.

 Such a unique beauty here.  The longer we stayed the more fond of it I grew.  And oh my goodness, Volcano National Park was incredible.  We learned all about the volcanic activity and eruptions that were happening and have happened from the ranger at the visitor's center.  After we had read everything there, we hiked down to one of the calderas and got to walk around on the lava rock.  The hike in was gorgeous; and it was finally what you would expect to see when you think of Hawaii.  Thick greenery and crazy tropical plants were all around.  It started raining lightly and when we got back there was a beautiful full-arched rainbow over us.
 We got back to our car just before sundown and we drove up on top to the view over the volcano.  Usually, you can only see the glow of the lava from below, and the smoke rising up from it.  But we were incredible lucky and showed up for one of only four separate occasions since 2008 where you could see the lava bursting up in the air.
  It was amazing, I honestly felt like we had gone back in time to the age of the dinosaurs or something.  Spending the day in Volcano was one of my favorite parts of the trip.

I think I'm going to end this post here.  We've covered a lot of ground, but it's lunch time and I'm starving.  Tune in tomorrow where I hopefully wrap up this tale.


Hawaii Part One

Okay, I've been putting these posts off because it feels like a daunting task to try to recap our 12 days in Hawaii.  So I'm breaking it up for my own sanity.  I just need to bust these out before I give up on them all together.


My brother drove Landon and me to the airport at 4:45 in the morning (best brother award).  Our flight wasn't until 6:30, but rumor on the street is that you need to be there an hour and a half in advance now because security is so hard to get through.  It was one of those very few times that it wasn't hard to wake up that early, though.  I was too excited to sleep.  I had gotten a glorious spray tan the night before and had just re-dyed my hair purple; I was a mermaid in the making and I couldn't wait to get to the beach.

It wasn't a horrible flight; my seat wasn't next to anyone in the family and the seat next to me was empty, so I had a little extra room to stretch.  I was able to catch a few z's, do more sudoku puzzles in one sitting than I have in my entire life combined, and watch half of a movie.  It was more than 7 hours of travel time, but we touched down in Kona at 12:00 pm.  I had worn shorts in anticipation of the tropical weather, but needed a jacket the entire flight because the plane was freezing. As soon as we stepped off the plane, we were blasted with 85 degrees and 80% humidity.  That jacket came off faster than you would think possible.

We went to the resort and dropped off our luggage and then all piled back into the minivan to head to Costco where I ate the most satisfying hot dog of my life.  We stocked up on a ton of food and goods.  Landon and I bought snorkel gear (we didn't have enough room to pack ours from home) and a couple of boogie boards for cheaper than you could rent. Costco FTW.

By the time we had done all of our shopping, eating, and unpacking at the hotel it was about 6:00.  Landon, Kenyon, Kyndal and I went down the beach down the road from us to dip into the water.  Landon and Kenyon snorkeled, but Kyndal and I just waded around.  We weren't there longer than 30 minutes before two dudes came tearing out of the water saying there was a shark as big as them about 40 off-shore.  They were obviously very shaken up and I waved Landon and Kenyon back in.  We later found out that it was probably just a white-tipped reef shark, which according to the locals are, "basically cats."  They probably would have been fine, but you never know.

We dried off and went back to the hotel, and crashed pretty much the second we got it.  Sure, it was only 7 pm, but in Utah it was 11 and we had been traveling all day; we were wiped. But, going to bed that early, meant I was up and out running before 6 am.  It wasn't that hot, but oh my gosh, that humidity is ridic!! I would run 3 miles and practically dehydrate myself from sweating so profusely!! But running along the coast is beyond beautiful and being at sea level meant I had never experienced such oxygen.  It was a dream.

I got back in time to join everyone for breakfast and head out to the beach.  We took our boogie boards and lunches and spent the entire day playing in the sand, riding the waves and just swimming around.  Basically, I was in heaven.

Honestly, the next three days were basically the same.  We beach hopped every day trying to find the best waves and spent hours upon hours boogie boarding.  It was actually pretty amazing not following a schedule and just being able to play, eat and swim to our hearts content.  With the exception of the serious sunburns Landon, Kenyon and Kyndal got.  They got fried the first day and there was no going back.  I was on top of the sunscreen action, luckily and I stayed bronzed and unburned for the entire trip.  Landon was so badly sunburned that he shed his skin like a snake over the course of the vacation; I tried to tell him to wear sunscreen, but it was too late.  So by Sunday everyone needed a day out of the sun.  We did go down to the beach early in the morning for some boogie board action, but went back to the hotel before the sun got too high.  We got a beautiful breakfast at the Lava Java and then spent the day walking around the farmer's markets before we went back to the hotel for some R&R.

They had every sort of tropical fruit you could imagine; though we didn't buy any of the mangoes because of the giant mango tree right out side our patio at the hotel.  It smelled incredible though, and I love walking around these little markets. We didn't buy much, I did get a pair of sandals that I swear the entire world has except me, so now I finally feel like I belong. And Landon bought some chocolate covered macadamia nuts that we hid from the family.

So that was the first few days of our trip.  Just kind of taking it easy and having a ton of fun.  I will say that the Big Island definitely is a different sort of landscape compared to Kauai; and it isn't what you think of when you picture Hawaii.  It's basically lava fields as far as the eye can see; not a lot of greenery or jungle where we were staying.  But it is still absolutely beautiful in it's own right.
Take me back!!!

Stay tuned for more...

An Incredible Gift and a Thank You

Yesterday I was at work, just doing my thing when my mom called me.  She usually calls me when she is on her way to work to say hi and catch up.  Before we left for St. George on Friday, I called her to see if she knew where my dirt bike registration was, because for some reason that gets mailed to her house.  I thought she had given it to me a while back, but I couldn't find it, so I called her to see if it was still up there.  She told me she would look, but ultimately didn't find it.  So yesterday when we were talking she asked if I had ever found it and I told her I didn't, but I didn't actually need it because I could register at the Wasatch County courthouse with the sticker number from last year.  She was like, "Well, I'm pretty sure it was a letter that came for you months ago and I swear I gave it to you."  And I was like, "Yeah, I think you did too, I probably just threw it away on accident or something." And then she was like, "Well, I have another letter for you from Wells Fargo and there is that package for you at the house."  And I stopped what I was doing and asked, "A package?"  And she goes, "Yeah, that little brown package, I thought you sent it to yourself from Hawaii or something.  It's addressed to Whitney and it's written in really cute handwriting and there is no return address on it."  I stood there racking my brain trying to figure out if I had ordered something for myself, or maybe if Landon had, and I couldn't think of anything.  "I didn't send myself anything from Hawaii..." I said, "And I'm pretty sure Landon didn't either, because if he did he would have sent it to our house, not yours..."  "Well, someone sent you something then." She said excitedly, "...Or, maybe it's one of those weirdly personal advertisements companies have been sending out lately." "Yeah, maybe..." I mused, still trying to think of what it could be or where it came from.  "Will you open it when you get home and tell me what it is?" I asked her.  "If you want me to, I will."  "Actually, never mind." I said, "I want to open it, I have no idea what it is." "Oh! We can have a package-opening party! And we can have a raffle!" "A raffle?" I asked, "For the five of us?" "Yes! It will be so fun!" "Okay, mom. We can have a raffle at the party we throw for the mystery package."  I laughed.

By then, she had pulled up to work and walked into her office and had to say goodbye.  I tried to go back to my work and put the mystery package out of my mind, but I couldn't let it go.  I started telling my co-workers about it and thinking out loud about what it could be.  The thing that had me the most confused was that it was sent to my mom's house.  I haven't had anything sent to her house in years (aside from my dirt bike registration, obvs.)

Not even two hours had passed from when my mom had told me about the package before I couldn't take it any longer and I called my brother.  I knew it was Brenden's day off of work and he would be home.  He and Johnny answered enthusiastically and asked me what I was doing. I told them about the package and how I was completely stumped as to what it could be and I needed them to FaceTime me and open it while I watched.  As we switched to FaceTime, I sat down with my lunch and waited anxiously as they looked for the package.  They found it and put the camera up close to the box.  Sure enough, it was addressed to "Whitney" in cute handwriting, just as my mom had said.  And it did not have a return address or any clue as to where it came from. "Make sure that you open it carefully though, so we can tape it back up so mom won't know we opened it."  I told Johnny as he pulled out his pocket knife.

John carefully slide the blade down the tape and opened the box slowly.  The anticipation was killing me because I had no idea what it was.  As he folded back the flaps, a smaller box nestled in some crimped, teal packaging paper was revealed.  "There is another box," John commented dramatically, "but there is no card."  He lifted the smaller box out of the package and slowly took the lid off to reveal a silver chain with a pendant hanging on it.  Brenden and John were silent as they looked at me.  I couldn't see what was on the pendant and was suddenly nervous that maybe Landon had sent a package from Hawaii that I wasn't supposed to find just yet.  Brenden put the camera up close to the necklace so I could see it.  "Oh!"  I gasped, my hand flying up to my mouth as tears filled my eyes.  The pendant had a picture of my sweet dog, Tukae on it and there was a small silver charm with a paw print next to it.  "It's Tukae." I squeaked.  I couldn't form any more words than that.  It was one of the last pictures I took of Tuk with his head out the window and his ears blowing in the wind.  It's one of my favorites of him and has been the screen saver on my phone since we said goodbye to him.  Brenden and John looked at it closely and then back at the package.  "You don't have any idea who sent this?"  Brenden asked.  I silently shook my head as the tears spilled down my cheeks.  John sifted through the package once more looking for any sign of where it came from.  "That is the sweetest thing." I said, "And I have no idea who to thank."  Our conversation didn't last much longer after that because I was trying to regain composure as more of my co-workers came in to eat lunch.  Johnny promised to tape it back up as we said goodbye.

I racked my brain all night last night trying to think of who sent me that wonderful gift and I can't think of who did it.  I am 99.9% sure they read this blog, though, because that picture of Tuk was only posted here.  So whoever you are, if you are reading this I want to tell you thank you.  I want you to know that this is one of the most beautiful, kind, selfless gifts I've ever received and you have touched my heart beyond words.  Thank you for giving me an amazing reminder of Tukae.  That little dog means more to me that I could ever say and being able wear that necklace as a reminder of him is one of the most incredible gifts anyone has given me.  So thank you.  Thank you for being so kind and such an amazing friend; I love you for it.

Also, I have to tell you guys.  I instantly felt guilty that I opened the package without my mom and then made it look like we hadn't.  So I called her and told her we opened it and before I could tell her what was in it, she says, "You mean we don't get to have a raffle??"

I died.

We can still have a raffle mom.
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