I have quickly and quietly started training for a series of boxing matches where I will, quite literally, knockout my oponents. At least that is the plan. Yesterday, I began learning and studying the techniques to help me succeed, and was able to put them into practice for 4 matches, all of which I easily won by KO. Yes, I am sore today, and have already worked up a sweat defeating 3 more skilled opponents without even standing up. I am having to be quite sneaky, so that I do not get caught in training, as I want my skill to be a total surprise to all of those that know me best. You see, I have this horrible tendency--be decent at most things right off the bat, but while I am content, other Miis are working dilligently to beat me (while I am not even playing). Such is the case with the Nintendo Wii Sports. From the get-go, against other opponents, I would always whip them right into submission and rub it in with a nice little victory dance to go along with the music. More recently though, everyone else has been playing and practicing (as if a video game is worth practicing!) and thus have become much more skilled than myself. The prime example of this is the boxing tournaments that magically come into existence: Chad whom I, yes I, used to laugh at, has become unbeatable (who's laughing now?), though to his credit he is the only one that actually has any real-life experience in this department (as if that matters); Doug only rarely drops a match, normally to Chad, if anyone. People don't even want to play with me I am SO bad, and I don't blame them; I don't have any fun playing either if my little Mii does a backflip with the first combination! The last two tourneys I have quitely watched and waited--feigning weakness (well, there is not much feigning involved at this point), and now I am waiting and training with a vengance until the day comes when I will unleash and put them all right back in the place where they belong. In the meantime, I have a lot of work to do. I know the "manly" men around here wouldn't think of reading a "silly" blog unless they suspected something, so I am trusting you not to let it leak.
June 16th was a much anticipated day...for us and for the cattle! The grass is MUCH greener up in Cascade this time of year, not to mention that there actually IS green grass in comparison to our desert, which is now brown and dry. It is SO nice to have them up on the summer pasture finally. We made a family outing of the day with Steve, and had a great time. The girls loved strolling their baby in the grass, and it is always breathtakingly beautiful. Jessa enjoyed trying out some old pieces of equipment. Kate is going to be our girl that perfers horses and "hoofing it" herself, while Jessa is all about wheels and motors. She loves to drive everything, and isn't afraid of motorcycles (Kate is), much to the delight of her motorcycle-riding Dad and uncles. In fact, when we saw Great Grandma Siemers, who took the girls to Target where they could pick out the one thing they wanted in the entire store, it took Jessa all of a fraction of a minute to fall in love with a little driving "dash" with a wheel, shifter, etc. It is so funny to watch her with that thing--she shifts like a mainic and gets that little toy all revved up....beware Grandpa Edwards, we might have another racecar driver on our hands! 
