Little bit of Paradise

We have been wanting to go on a cruise for like 3 years! The timing is perfect, with work and Scarlett being old enough, so we booked it 2 weeks ago and bam...away we went. Just a quick weekend trip to Ensenada. But oh was it lovely!

Friday-Boarded boat at 3pm. Ate ourselves into oblivion until around 5 pm. Safety drill (good thing nothing happened cause we slept through it), toured the boat, ate some more, then desert, 15 drunk 30 year old men singing karaoke really bad (died of laughter), finally jacuzzi in the chilly air and star less night. mmm perfect

Satuday- Slept in!, gym, seals played in the water while I ran, ate, ate, ate, walked around Ensenada and bought sunglasses, not too impressed with Mexico (don't hate me), I was terrified of getting sick or mugged or sold into white slavery or something crazy, Nick was just as nervous, "jill we have to go back to the street with all the other people", don't think foreign places are our thing, back on boat, ate, ate, ate, sunbathed and read a sappy romance novel (splendid), got all dressed up and went to the country singing/dance show, watched black jack for awhile, tempted but no I did not play, sheesh, midnight mexian buffet (hell yes!)

Sunday- slept in (till 10:30 partay), cold out and overcast (hate california too), got bundled up and sat outside and finished sappy romance novel, played mini golf, talked and talked and like we were dating again:), rest of the day seriously we ate like every 10 minutes, went to another dance/singing show, had a great dinner in the restaurant with 2 of everything, supper funny comedy show, splurged and got 2 pina coladas, watched gambling again and got supper tempted, still didn't play, this guy like bet and lost 500 dollars in 2.5 seconds, temptation decreased, but then he won like 1000 in 2.5 seconds,temptation increased, but then he lost, you get it, did I play?, finished off the night with 2 soft served ice cream cones!

Monday-home to the cutest little girl that I missed, who then threw up all night and I am now again sleep deprived. Oh but i missed her a lot. No matter how much fun a vacation is I will always be excited to come home and see her ( throw up no included).

Pictures is complete random order

(sorry ladies this hottie is taken!)

(our boat, Paradise)

Leaving on a jet plane

Guess what... Nick and I leave on our cruise in exactly one week. Relaxation could not soon enough!!!

Easter

Scarlett loved Easter. Why? All she ate was candy. Started it off with a jellybean/M&M hunt that lead to her easter basket. Middle was candy at church. Ended it off with tons of candy at aunt Tiffany's house. She is one lucky little girl. We taught primary for the first time on Sunday (our new calling). The kids talked about why they love Easter. One little girl said "I love Easter because the atonement lets me be with my family forever." What a perfect answer.

Bonnie Springs

This past Saturday the Strobelt family got together and went to enjoy the day at Bonnie Springs. We went to the park and played ball/ate sandwiches/ran around. It is a beautiful park nestled up in the mountains. It is always 5 degrees cooler than Vegas, which makes it the perfect temperature, add a breeze and it was the perfect afternoon. After the park we went to Bonnie Springs to see the animals. Scarlett was not into petting the goats or donkeys, she wanted to pet the kitties (aka mountain lions). Smart girl for knowing they are kitties but not too smart at all. Then she was happy running around and chasing the chickens. I let her. It was cute. When we came home we all crashed!

Scarlett poked a chicken with a stick, it flew away and there were eggs

The chickens finally gave up and went into this tree

FREEDOM

those two rocks did not leave her hands till we got home

For all you doubters...see she does want to put EVERYTHING in her mouth

12 hour days

So I started working 12 hours days. Worked asked me to go full time and I just could not do that. Nick 100% agreed so we compromised with work. I do two 12 hour days with some work at home. The days are long but seeing 25-35 patients makes it go super quick. I come home exhausted/hungry/tired/ some what cranky. But then there is Nick. I love him. I love him a lot. I think I love him more today than I ever have. I came home to delicious chicken tacos and a happy/clean little girl. Nick did it all. He drops her off at the babysitter, goes to work, picks her up, gets her dinner, baths her, gets me dinner and then he says "thanks Jill for working hard." I married THE best man.

P.S. you are right, dinner does taste so much better when someone else makes it!!

Reversed

I was 16 and at Smith's buying groceries for my mom when out of the blue the cashier asked me "are you Jon Camp's daughter?". She had not seen my name anywhere. I replied like I always did/do " Yes". What she said next I have heard like a million times "oh, cause you look just like him". I do, except I have hair. When I was seven I was at this age when I wanted to slick back my hair like a boy. I would hair spray the life out of my hair to make it stay. Anyway, it totally worked. If you hold up a picture of my dad in second grade and me in second grade there is literally no difference. I love looking like my dad. I love when people ask if I am his. He is a great man. When people find out I am his daughter I'm immediately more respected. They think I am smart, spiritual, hard working, diligent. He makes me look good:)

Last week my dad was taking care of a patient when they asked "did you have a daughter in nursing school last year?". He said "yes, Jill Strobelt". My dad finally got to hear "oh cause you look just like her." When he told me that story we just laughed and laughed. It has come full circle. I just hope I make him look good!

Look at my smile and find the little boy who has a smile just like mine... that's my dad!

Guess the crooked smile stuck

Easter Bread

My dear friend Candi came over yesterday and together we made 16 loaves of bread. Delicious, chewey, sweet, Easter Bread (as aunt Mary Rita calls it). Oh man, put a little butter on it and it is to die for (diet, what diet?) I am no baker so this is an accomplishment. It turned out fabulous! We opened my balcony door and let the breeze in. It was a perfect day to cook, well all day. Worth every minute!

(view from my balcony, they look like grapes)