Bethletard
Something out there had to be named Bethletard. Be glad it wasn't you.
Thursday, December 25
Christmas Ornaments #22: Paris!
In 2025 we went to Paris! It was dreamy. We saw all the famous places, didn't get lost at all, rode planes, trains and subways, and spoke enough French to survive! We needed an ornament that represented the trip as a whole more than just one spot, and we found this ornament. It is the iconic art nouveau metropolitan signs that were put on most (all?) of the metro stations back around 1900. Not a ton of them remain today, but we definitely saw a few of them. And after 10 days in Paris, we got pretty good at riding the metro.
Wednesday, December 24
Christmas Ornaments #21: Yosemite
Monday, December 25
Christmas Ornaments #20: Comedy and Tragedy Masks
In 2023, we became theatre goers. It's not like we'd never seen anything theatrical before, but we turned that knob up to 11 in 2023. Ella was in Newsies, and Mike got tickets to four Hale Center Theatre productions (and since someone had to drive him, the rest of us got to see some of them with him). We also made a trip to Cedar City to see A Mid Summer's Night Dream and The Play That Goes Wrong. Ella got to see a production of Clue, and Shannon and Mike went to the high school production of A Mid Summer's Night Dream. Maybe there's more that I can't remember, but that's a lot of plays for us, so we picked a theatrical ornament to remind us of a new-found interest.
Sunday, December 24
Christmas Ornaments #19: Yellowstone
In 2022 we went to Yellowstone and spent a couple of nights at the old lodge at Old Faithful, which has been a fanciful experience every time I've done it. (Twice) The lodge doesn't have TVs, or WiFi, so you're forced to just sit and enjoy the building, listen to the live music, and watch the geysers. I think we saw Old Faithful go off 7 times, from a number of different vantage points. Anyway, about the ornament. We found this beautiful ceramic ornament with an elk on one side, and a John Muir quote on the other.
Thursday, December 2
Christmas Ornament #18: Sloth
Unlike all those years when we left our Christmas ornament shopping until the last minute, in 2021 we set a record for the earliest ornament. In June we went to St. Louis to visit family, and while we were there we went to the zoo and found this guy:
For reasons I've never fully understood, Shannon has a deep, deep love for sloths. This guy was handmade by someone in central Asia and has slowly crawled his way all the way to our tree.
Tuesday, November 30
Christmas Ornament #17: Angel
Perhaps you've heard: 2020 was rough. It was rough for just about everybody, so while it wasn't uncommonly rough for us, it was still rough. We figured we needed a little angelic help to make it through the quarantine-y holiday.
Sunday, November 28
Christmas Ornament #16: Sheepy
The only problem with waiting multiple years to write down what ornament you got is that you forget if there was a reason that you got it. I don't know about Mr Sheep here, but since we've already got a fox, a reindeer, doves, cows and who knows what other animals on the tree, me might as well keep turning it into a full on zoo.
Friday, November 26
Christmas Ornament #15: Angels
When last we visited the annual Blockburger Christmas tree ornament tradition, I said, "We picked [Mary, Joseph and Jesus] over the set of three angels, so maybe Target will still have this line going next year and we can continue to augment our nativity set." Well . . . .
There they are. Target did keep them around for another year. These three are on the tree this year hovering just above baby Jesus. The wise men are on the other side of the tree making their way.
Wednesday, October 16
Paris, The Not-Vacation Part
Our Paris vacation party consisted of me and Shannon as well as Shannon's sister and mother. About half way through the trip, while visiting the lovely Chateau Chenonceaux (such a perfect French word), Shannon's mom didn't see a step that was lurking in the middle of a little hallway. The resultant fall ended with a fractured elbow and two hairline fractures in her pelvis. And there, in the hallway at Chenonceaux, is where our vacation ended. The helpful and kind staff at the Chateau kept us company while we waited for the ambulance to come take her to the hospital in the bustling metropolis of Amboise (note: not a metropolis) to see the extent of the damage. After the x-rays confirmed the damage, and that she needed surgery to put her elbow back together, we got to start facing the first of many questions that we had not previous considered when planning our trip.
1. Where is the best place for 3 people to get a room on short notice in Amboise, France?
2. How do you say "elbow," "surgery," "screws," and a whole host of other similar words in French?
2a. If you're me, how do you say anything in French?
3. What do you do when your best French speaker is now hospitalized?
4. How do you get insurance forms printed while in Amboise, France? Is there a Kinkos?
5. Is the surgery going to be tomorrow? (Answer: no.) How about the next day? (Answer: yes. No, wait, never mind, no.) How about the next day? (Answer: Yes. We think. Probably. Call in the morning to find out. Ok, it turns out, yes, it did happen on day 3.)
6. How is the French medical system? (Pretty good.)
7. How much English does the hospital staff speak? (Very little.)
8. How do you make a phone call from an American cell phone in France to a phone in France?
9. Should Kim go home as planned on Wednesday, even though the surgery hasn't happened yet? (Yes.) If so, how does she get back to Paris? (Lots of different trains.)
10. Can we return the rental car 3 days late and do a different location? (Yes, they were very nice, though those extra three days apparently cost more than the first 4.)
11. Is it possible to have surgery in the morning, get released from the hospital in Amboise at 5:30pm and drive to the airport in Paris all in one day? (Yes) Will this be fun? (Not by the end.) Will it rain? (Indeed.) Will the freeway be closed? (Of course!) Will the gas station be closed? (Clearly.) Will your phone battery die? (Nearly.) Can you stop at the temple along the way? (Yes!) Will you get to drive through the longest urban motorway tunnel in the world? (Yes. It's over 6.5 miles long.) Will you take the wrong exit when the tunnel forks halfway through requiring you to go back through the tunnel a second time (and pay the toll a second time)? (Undoubtedly. It was just that sort of day.)
12. How do you navigate Charles de Gaulle International Airport with someone who can barely walk and needs a wheelchair? How do you say wheelchair in French? (It doesn't matter, once you get to the airport they all speak English and Francois will take care of everything.)
Getting from the hospital in Amboise to airport gate 16 hours later was perhaps the most exhausting thing I have ever done. I suppose once the trip is sufficiently in the rear-view mirror (not yet) this will all seem a wonderful character building experience. Check back in a year and we'll see how I feel. But I guess we proved that we can survive unexpected challenges in a foreign land.
Wednesday, October 9
Paris, the Vacation Part
Shannon and I went to France for 10-ish days last month, and I here I am to report on it. (The number of days is a little fuzzy. Is it how long I was away from home? How long I was in France? Do I have to adjust for time zones?) You don't want a long list of everywhere you went along with the number of steps I took each day. You just want some pictures. So here are my ten favorite pictures, in rough chronological order, from the trip with a brief blurb.
The walls of Sainte Chapelle are, essentially made of entirely of glass. Hypothetically there are a whole bunch of bible stories in there, but you'd have to be 50 feet tall and much better at remembering all the stories in Chronicles. This is your first, and last, reminder that I'm not a photographer and took all of these with my phone, and the sun is where ever it is in all the photos.
A baguette in the park, and a couple of French kids. From the start, I insisted that I wasn't going to make many demands on the trip, but that I wanted to eat baguettes in the park.
The obligatory Notre Dame selfie, for proof that I was actually there, or at least that my photoshop skills have improved. (They haven't.) Since the fire, this is as close as you can get to the Notre Dame, which looks pretty good from this angle.
Not quite so good from this angle.
The Memorial of the Martyrs of the Deportation is across the street from Notre Dame and is for those who were shipped off to Nazi death camps. The memorial is all underground, which makes for poor photography. I thought it was a very well done memorial. Above the exit it says, "Forgive, do not forget ...."
I ate lunch on the street in Paris. It turns out that when you actually do this, the tables are (I am not kidding) about 2 inches from each other, the tables are tiny, your neighbors are possibly smoking, and the foot traffic is about six inches away. It's not really charming or relaxing. But it was tasty.
Omaha beach. We had a great tour from Thomas who did an excellent job of making the tour about people, and not about nations.
When Blockburgers go on vacation, they always go to cemeteries. This one also at Omaha beach.
In France, everything must use spiral staircases. It's a law or something. These ones happen to be inside the Arc de Triomphe.
Sometimes when you're at the Palais de Chaillot checking out the Eiffel Tower a parade of baton twirlers comes by with their little 5 piece band in tow. You know, because those things just happen.
Who made this stupid 10 picture rule? The first place we stayed was just down the steps from Sacré-Cœur, and this was on the sidewalk just outside our door. (It's Sacré-Cœur, if you couldn't put that together.)
We went to Musee D'Orsay and saw art. Some Manet, some Monet, some Van Gogh, but I'm including this Renoir here because it's Shannon's favorite and is the one hanging in our bedroom.
Sometimes when all of your vacation plans have completely fallen apart, you find yourself at the train station in Amboise, France at 10pm buying baguettes from the baguette vending machine. You put in your Euro and the baguette comes "banging down the chute". (Shannon's words.)
We went to several castles. This is Chambord, the biggest (of the ones we went to). It's so large that by the time you're close enough to feel like you can see it properly, you're too close to take a picture of it. If you were to zoom in enough on the photo you could see people on the balcony on the third level. The main rooms must have at least 30 foot ceilings. Wikipedia puts the total height at 184 feet with 440 rooms and 282 fireplaces. In the center of the chateau there is a helical staircase.
Paris temple, night. We made it here 5 minutes before the visitors center was supposed to close, and stayed much longer that I thought we would on a day that turned out to be probably be the longest, most tiring day any of us have had in a long time. But I'm glad we got to see the temple.
























