We survived the end of the world! Or, so I am told. Those pesky Mayans were wroBng in their calculations, but with Obama winning the presidential election maybe not too far off ;). I'm joking, only joking. But I did get to celebrate my second New Years as a married woman, and my third with my love!
For New Years Eve it was a pretty cruddy day in Hawaii for weather. I worked all day, then we went out for Panda Express (even though the Chinese have their own crazy New Years Eve some other time of year), and then we went to a party at the Wardel's. The Wardel's are a family that are good friends with my brother Burke, and we have spent some great time with them at the beach and Thanksgivings. At their house there were probably 40 people, lots of little kids, great snacks, board games, movies, music, Wii, ect.
Basically gorged ourselves on junk food, played board games, and were very pooped by 12 am. We barely made it. Someone was thoughful enough to bring sparklers for the kiddos to play with, and at midnight I got a kiss from my sweetheart and we went in the yard to watch the illegal fireworks be set off from all over the valley (it echoes so badly some sounded like a gunshot going off next to you).
Saqoyah is here, looking so cute, wanting his own sparkler. Sorry pal!

Gia and Kevin playing with a sparkler!

How adorable is this? Gia and her little bro, Cedar, cuddling on the hammock. She even pet his head and sang him lullabies. So cute it made the baby hunger in me stir.
 
And here is the best pic of the night! Me and Scottie, starting off another New Year together. (PS I ADORE this shirt my mom got me for Christmas. She said it reminded her of me, and I was flattered)
I am so grateful for another year, a fresh clean slate to strive to do better. And I am so grateful that I got to start and end that New Year with the best person in the world, my best friend, my husband.
I hope that you all had a great begining as well, and may there be many more!

December 8th is the best day of the year. It is the day that my Scottie was born! Scott Andrew Stiles, I wish I could have held him as a baby. But that sounds kind of creepy coming from his wife. This year Scott turned 24, next year he will be a quarter of the way to 100- a quarter of a century old! (he hates when I say this) Did you know that if Scott had been born a girl he would have been named Kelsey?! Ironic isn't it?
Anyways we had a great, great day, with out friends Glen and Sam Kavanagh, and also my brother and sister-in-law, Burke and Nancy.
Here is me and Sam surfing at White Plains on Scottie's birthday!
Sam learning to ride!

Did I mention that I gave Scott a waterproof camera for his birthday?!

Me surfin' it. After surfing at Whiteplains we got steaks at Outback Steakhouse, and then went to Burke and Nancy's for games.

Here are the family stockings Nancy made for their family.


The Knight, Saqoyah, is my favorite.

Christmas trees don't last too long in Hawaii, how creative is this idea?

Funfetti made especially by Nancy for Scott.

Settler's of Catan!
 



This, my friends, is called a 'party wave'. Me on the left, Burke on the right, catching the same wave. White Plains is the best beach ever!




 
Happy birthday my dear! I am so happy to have been with you everyday for the past year!


So I haven't posted in months. Literally. And I have been sitting here on thousands of pictures like a little nest egg. Literally. (about the thousands of pictures, not the sitting on egg thing) So this is all about football. Which, of course, I know a ton about. Test me- Andrew Luck, Collin Capernick, Tebow, crazy Rex Ryan and his foot fetish and tattoo. Dallas Cowboys rule!
 
Well, Scott knows alot about football anyways. He played in an intramural flag football team this year, just like last year. He has a really strong arm, sometimes too strong for other people to catch. Best on the team, or any team, in my opinion at least. Actually, one of the few times I have embarrassed Scott was about sports. It was orientation day at BYU-H, and you have to go around to all of these little booths. And we stopped at the one for their sports teams, and I told Scott he should try out. The guy at the booth asked me if Scott was good, and I said yes, and then Scott got really red and said "No, I'm not". Then they asked Scott where he played high school ball, and he said "I didn't even play in high school". And then he forced me to move onto another booth, because he was super embarrassed. But after seeing some of their games, I still think he could have made it.
 
And here are some of the pictures of him in action. You decide!
 
This is where they ripped Scott's shirt. Another one! Grrrr.




So near to the field goal line.




I love the lunge positions in this picture. It's like a dance shot. But much more manly, of course.


Our friend Ben Neff playing even though he was wearing a knee brace all week.

Our friend Johnny making a grab for the flag.

 
The second half of this post is about high school tackle football. Kahuku Red Raiders for life! The local high school, Kahuku, made it to the state championships (and WON!). They played Punaho high school (that's right, the high school Obama went to, and more importantly, Manti Teo). All year long we had been promising a kid from our ward, Kaewi Johnson, we would go when they made state. And they did, so we went. It was AMAZING. We were 2/15 people on our side not wearing red. Everyone was so into it. All of my high school games were really just a fashion show and a chance to socialize, and that's how a lot of college games are too. But everyone was SO intense at this game. They were painted and wearing red and everyone was yelling and sitting on the edge of their seats. The guy behind us kept telling us that Kawie was going to be the best man at his wedding (the guy was about 30 and had never met him)


Look at this sign! Only in Hawaii do they let you hold up signs with blood drawn on it. I was dying laughing when I saw this. Kahuku Red Raiders are thugs.

Here is Kawie making a touchdown! This kid is tiny, only a few inches taller than me and not very big (especially as Polynesians go). But he is fast and smart. He literally plays every position on the field, and does it well. Offense, defense, wild-cat QB. All of the North Shore adores him. The guy behind us (same crazy guy) kept yelling "Get them Kawie! Get'em!" And I would search the field for Kawie to see what crazy position he was in now, most of the time he was on the field, sometimes he wasn't.

Handshake after the inevitable slaughter of Punaho.

Kawie Johnson, MVP of the game.


This was probably the best part. After they won, not a single person on the Kahuku side left the stadium. Then the team did the Haka. With their shirts off. If it wasn't so intense it would have been really, really funny.

As Scott said, "it was a spiritual experience". And as Manti Teo said after he won his game that week; "Congratulations Kahuku, and Punaho- get back to work!"
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