A couple more pictures, but less scary

Can you stand on your head?



Eric insists this doesn't hurt.


Also, here's another picture from a little while back. I gotta say, this may be my most favorite picture of Becka and I. This was taken by my wonderful Aunt Pam in Olympia, Washington while we were on our honeymoon 8 1/2 years ago. For some reason my left arm looks completely scorched. I assure you this is not the case. It's a dark tan (picture was taken in August) that came out looking red hot when the picture was developed.
Doesn't Becka look so pretty?!?! Sorry about the yellow.

Eric Rigby: Future Bronco

Eric, one day wants to play football for Boise State. I went ahead and got started promoting this 7 year old phenom by making a highlight video while playing some backyard football with the family. OK, actually we were just having some fun today.

It's important to note that I could probably use some of the outtakes and create Timo's own football highlight video.

New pictures, with updates!

OK, I fixed our camera...sort of. It's good enough to take some pictures at least. It just requires a little more patience...I'm working on that part.
Here's a some new pictures.



Here's little Timo. He's always full of personality as you can see in his smile. Timo is well rounded when it comes to his likes. At one moment he's helping Mommy make dinner, then the next moment he's playing football with his brothers.




Chunky little Noah. He's our little bowling ball. Always full of love and he already loves making people laugh.



Here's Eric, the oldest brother. Despite being a star athlete, he still has time to take pictures. Oh, and practice his penmanship.




The best Mommy and 7 month old Mikey. With Noah being 2 and Mikey at 7 months old, a future without dirty diapers is slowly becoming a reality.




To the untrained eye, that may look like a kids toy I'm holding over my head. If you look a little closer, you'll clearly see it's a halo.

Cashew Chicken

mmmmmmmm...cashew chicken.



About a week ago Becka and I were in heavy talks about what to have for dinner that night. We both decided we wanted something a little different. Stray away from the "norm".
I started searching the internet diligently for ideas. Only after a few minutes I found a recipe website featuring it's cashew chicken. I knew that's what I wanted right away. After taking note of the ingredients and preparation we were off to Winco to pick up our needed items.
Following the directions carefully but adding a few ingredients of our own we both created an edible masterpiece. It was more then edible though. It was super freakin' delicious.
Cashew Chicken is not new to me. I've had it several times, though it has been a while. I've never had it homemade though. It was excellent.

Then a couple days ago we went to an asian buffet in Meridian. We've been there a few times before but it's been a couple years. Either way I knew it would be good. No. It sucked. I was happy to find their cashew chicken at the buffet thinking this establishment would redeem itself. No. Now, this dish may have been good to other people but only a couple days before we had set the standard with our own cashew chicken.

Feeling dissatisfied from our trip to the crappy buffet, tonight we decided on our homemade cashew chicken for dinner again. This time we doubled the recipe. Now we can have leftovers. It was another masterpiece, possibly better this time. I'm completely stuffed. I know I know, we've had the same dinner three nights this week. This is when the worry of overdose sets in. I'm not worried.

Talking about our cashew chicken may sound a bit...bragadocious, but I don't care. It's super freakin' delicious!

Another favorite picture

Here's another favorite picture of mine. This picture of Becka, Timo, and Eric was taken a little more then four years ago. We were living in Las Vegas at the time.

I think there's a few different ways you could view this picture. To me it's simple, just a mother loving her boys. Holding them close, the boys love her right back with complete trust.

Looking back at when I took this picture there's another thing I think of when I see it. It was mid-June then, and so freaking hot! I appreciate mom and the boys cuddling together for a few minutes in a house that was more or less a baking oven so I could take another picture.

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...

Thanks to getting the internet back last week, my hiatus from blogging is over! After moving Becka and the boys to Nampa last month it's been a roller coaster. Actually it's been one long continous plane ride for me. I stay part time in Seattle and part time at home in Nampa while I wait impatiently for my transfer to the Boise Airport.
My normal work week is Saturday through Wednesday. I try to work as much as possible in this period of time, picking up extra shifts whenever possible. Lately, overtime has a been a little harder to come by. So what do I do in my spare time? Naturally, I fly...home...then come back...an hour or two later.
When I can't pick up extra hours in the evening I try to fly home even if it's only a couple hours. Then, every Wednesday night I fly home(warm weather), stay two nights, then fly back to Seattle (cold weather, I know, it's July, summer lasted two weeks...that's not a joke, it's a fact).
Then it's back to the grind of working and flying.

Now, I figure I fly a minimum of 2-4 round trippers per week. That's up to 8 individual flights per week (I know everyone can add, it added emphasis). The catch is I don't always take the direct flights. I fly standby and flights between Seattle and Boise are busy. It's not uncommon to go through Califorina, Eastern Washington, and Northern Idaho before finally making it home. Or back to Seattle for that matter. As you can imagine I've read a lot of books in the last month due to all the flying, including a 600 page bonzer about the Bin Ladens. I barely finished it, I'm proud of myself.

To top things off, Horizon Airlines serves one speficic snack for an entire month before switching to something different. I am so tired of Bruschetta. Remember, this is airplane food, so it's more like stale bread chips. The first 12 times or so I had this bagged stale treat I thought they were "ok". Now, I put them in my back pack until I have a huge collection then give them to my boys on one of my trips home. They devour several bags in minutes like a pack of hyenas over a dead antelope.

Through this unusual grind I remind myself how lucky I am to be fortunate to spend so much time with my family despite working 500 miles away from them. Hopefully I will get my transfer soon. Then we can get back to "normal".