Shoreman Triathlon - September 6, 2014

Poodle and DTB  have been preparing for the Shoreman Triathlon (1/2 Iron man) race all summer (well, longer than that actually)  We flew to Atlantic City, New Jersey, where we met up with Poodle and her fan club, Emily Bones.  They were hoping for some cool weather, as last year the temp was 50 degrees at start time.  No such luck this year!  It was a whopping 90 deg by a couple hours into the race.  

 Even though they were competing against one another, DTB helped her zip up her wet suit.  What
a good sport!

This is my favorite picture of them!  (Pre-race, obviously)

Brittany and Emily

 It was a scorching day, but she managed to cross the finish-line smiling!  The medallion she received after swimming 1.2 miles, biking 56 miles and running 13.1 miles was a quarter-sized trinket hung from a ribbon.  But then, most people don't do this for the medal!  She certainly didn't!

We went to the Boardwalk along the Atlantic Ocean afterwards and ate at a great restaurant!

Congratulations, Poodle!!

(Unfortunately, I'm not the greatest photographer (I know, shocking!) so we don't have many great action photos.  DTB managed to capture a few.)

This just in . . . Poodle won first place in her age category for the Triathlon!!

congratulations!!  See race results here:  http://www.dqtridu.com/shoreman14.htm 

Anders Lee Reed (9/3/14) #15

We were SO happy when Ryan called to tell us Brianna was in labor and was going to the hospital to have their fourth baby!  She was scheduled for induction this weekend, and we would be out of town at the Triathlon.  She had him just in time, and I was able to visit them in the hospital before we left!

 So cute!

 Brianna is so calm - I guess it's all the experience she's had in the past five years!

He was a big guy - 8 lb 3 oz, and such a cutie!  We are so grateful for his safe arrival!  That makes four new grandchildren this year.  WOW!  :)

Lynard Skynard

For our anniversary this year I bought Mike tickets to a Lynard Skynard concert that was performing in Houston.  He was pretty excited!  Unfortunately, I had to leave poor Bex a little early.  Good thing Poodle was there to help out!  Surprisingly, we weren't the oldest people in the crowd!

 DTB sported his new haircut!  I think he got it cut just for the concert, so he could fit in better.

 An earring and tatoo would have helped!

 Unfortunately, we are frequent fliers to the rock concert scene, so we didn't realize that, although the tickets stated the concert started at 6:30, they lied.  The "rock stars"  play at the end.  The pretty crappy bands play beforehand.  That's probably so you'll appreciate them more.  At any rate, dad was ready to leave by the time Lynard Skynard began performing.  He changed his mind pretty quickly.  They were amazing!  (and I'm not a big rock star fan.)

 We did have to leave early, as DTB had an early high council meeting and needed to get to bed.  :(

Next time we'll know - wait until dark, then show up!

George Allen Funk

I love visiting Nashville, with it's beautiful trees, fabulous climate, art and music fanatics, but most important - the growing little Funk family!  This time was especially fun, as we were welcoming the handsome George Allen Funk to the family.

I usually started off picking the kids up from a friend's while Carrie was waiting to be induced.  We convinced Devin to eat at Five Guys by enticing him with Yogurt Mountain treats afterwards.  So fun!  (not as much fun for Carrie - sorry!)

The next day I convinced them to help me make cookies.  Devin and Graham volunteered to hammer the Heath Bars that I needed crushed up to put in the cookies.  They did a fabulous job!  Unfortunately, the cookies were pretty much a bust!

 We were so excited when Carrie called with the news of the delivery!  We went to church but left early to visit her at the hospital.  She did awesome!

 Graham was quite the super-hero helper.  So were Devin and Caroline, although they didn't require the costumes.

 Eating healthy with grandma he he.

 Getting little George home from the hospital was an ordeal.  They gave Carrie her papers and allowed her to walk out holding little George in one hand, her bag in the other.  As there were several different places to pick up patients at the hospital, we had a difficult time finding each other.  I may have been a little sharp with the garage attendant trying to find my precious children.
All was forgotten, however, when Poodle showed up and made everyone smile!

So grateful for the arrival of George Allen!   (the third of four 2014'ers)
Love them all!