I remember the good old days when I used to have to type reports to turn in for homework. Because my Dad felt that only secretaries would have to use computers, our family never had one. This is when I would have to grab a case that felt like it was 150 lbs., put it on the table, open it up, and plug in the typewriter. I used to hate messing up and then breaking out the liquid whiteout to fix my mistake. You see liquid whiteout is not like whiteout today, you have to wait for it to dry rather than just rolling the whiteout onto your mistakes like how these kids do it today. Eventually we bought an electric typewriter that had an erasing strip. That was like a dream come true. I used to write things out on our typewriter and watch carefully as I pressed the erase button and one by one the letters would disappear. It was a wonderful marvel of technology.
Eventually my parents got a divorce and my mother saw the wisdom of having a computer at the house. The typewriter didn’t get much action after that until my brothers and I all served as missionaries and filled our missionary applications out. We used the typewriter to avoid our really bad penmanship.
You see before we had this amazing machine I would have to write letters and mail them off through the USPS so my friends would be informed about what was going on with my life. There was a very pretty girl I met while she was vacationing here in California from Tennessee. We wrote back and forth for about two to three years, all handwritten, all mailed through the USPS. Eventually we lost touch.
Now that we had this computer I was able to unplug our phone, and plug in another phone line that was attached to our computer. After that was done I could log onto our AOL account and send letters through the World Wide Web!!! Whenever I would log onto our AOL account it would take about a minute before we were actually “online”. All the while our computer would make this hideous sound like it was sending a fax or something. Now-a-days these kids just have to press one button and they are online instantaneously! Oh, that reminds me. You kids probably don’t even know what a fax is now do you?
Ah Man, I remember the good ole’ days.
What stories will you tell your kids and grandkids about your ancient past?
Our first day of hiking was only 3.2 miles but was all uphill. It was really hard but I think it was because I was still adjusting to the altitude. We crossed all these beautiful creeks and the Forest and meadows were incredible. One of the highlights of this day was when we crossed this creek and saw 15-20 butterflies flying around this one spot.
Here is a picture of my hot husband figuring out where to go and how much longer we have to hike for this day. He always knew where we were on the map even though he didn't always explain it well to me. 
Finally we made it to our first destination, Weaver Lake! It was so beautiful and was like a crossing the finish line of a long race.
We immediately met some really nice people who told us of a camp site across the lake that was really "easy to get to". They pointed us in the direction to go and we were on our way. I think it is important to remind you that I was wearing a 28 lbs. pack and Mike was wearing 48 lbs.! After jumping over these huge boulders and trekking through marshlands, we made it to the campsite! It was beautiful. Ok, Mike's turn to write.
Our tent faced west so we got an amazing view of the sunset. I am in the lower left corner pumping the lake water through our water filter. You probably won't believe this but this is the tastiest water you would ever have if you get the chance. Screw Arrowhead!!!
The next morning...
This hike was pure punishment. I think we gained over 2,000 feet in this one day. We hiked down this huge valley and back up this huge mountain, crossed four creeks, drank all of our water (I was able to pump more at the creeks), and fought very painful feet. I was so impressed by Jenny. I couldn't believe how hard she was working. Don't get me wrong here, she definitely complained a few times but I thought it would have been much worse. We were both really drained. Here are a few pics of that hike.
Finally we made it to Jennie Lake. We set up camp again, had a fire again, had dinner again, and slept again. The next day we did some fishing and exploring before we took off to the car.
This picture is from where our tent was that night.
This was a great site. Through the trees we finally saw my car which I don't think ever looked so amazing.
Sequoia are some of the oldest and largest living things on planet earth. This one behind me was actually quite small considering some of the larger ones we saw driving out of the park. This one behind me is over two thousand years old.
All in all we are definitely going on another hike soon. We will do it a little differently next time though. For instants we plan on going to one campsite so we can explore more and hike less. We are also going to pack fewer things. In the end Jennifer got 4 blisters and some sore feet. She feels it was well worth it though. Also as a side note, I really like my hat so suck it. 
