Saturday, November 20, 2010

Raw Hot Dog Fever-Part Deux

The Saga Continues....
As John is in the middle of this, the first of several hundred announcements that day, the lights all turned out—utter darkness.  A couple of seconds went by, then they came back on, and by the time John was done blabbing about the smoke, the lights went out for good.  I kid you not at the exact moment the lights disappeared, I was kicking my legs over the bed to go and take a shower—I never actually stood up, just got the legs over the edge.  So, needless to say, everybody on the boat at this time now has a big brown spot on their pants, with no way to clean it up!  This cruise couldn’t have been scripted better by the best Hollywood writer!  What a cruise! 

John got back on the intercom a few minutes later to tell people to get out of their cabins and go to the open air, of course that is if you were smelling smoke.  We didn’t smell smoke (we were in the front of the ship, and the fire was in the back), but with no lights, and our adrenaline pumping at full speed, what else were we going to do?  Try to go back to sleep?  I don’t think so!  So I grabbed my camera, and Emily and I were going to the open decks.  Emma and Madison were awake and standing in the hallway trying to get Jim and Jenn to come out with them, but they were on vacation, and you don’t mess with Mrs. Tasker’s sleep while she is on vacation let me tell you!  As I walked past their door I could hear Jenn saying “Aagghh, just leave me alone, I am trying to sleep!”
 
*All the crew in life jackets...but not the passengers??!! 

Emma and Madi decided to tag along with the cool adults to go and scope out the situation.  We went all over the upstairs area, deck #9, 10, 11.  The closer we got to the rear of the ship, the worse it smelled (I guess that makes sense with just about anything).  The two girls even followed us to the “Adult Only” area, and they were very hesitant to do so, we told them that this was a little different situation than normal, that nobody there really cared how old they were, and they were welcome to sit on the comfortable lounge chairs.  Of course they did get some dirty looks from some of the really old people who have never seen a kid before, because all they do is hang out in the exclusive “Adults Only” area.  We were as loud and obnoxious as we could be, just to make their stay a little more fun! 
**Our "evacuated" sign.  One thing you hope to never see on a cruise! 

 After about an hour Em and I decided to go back down and see what the rest of the family was doing.  To our amazement Jenn was out of bed and out in the main lounge area of the ship on deck #3, “Our cabin boy made us get out!  They said that we had to evacuate all of the rooms!  Aagghh!”  This was true.  Cruise Director John came over the intercom and told all of us to get out of the staterooms, we didn’t need to grab our life vest, but we needed to get out due to smoke.  It wasn’t very comforting though when we saw the entire crew in their life preservers and not one of the passengers!  Now I wish they at least would have made us try to put on our life jacket that previous day during the practice evacuation, that way I at least would have known where to find my life jacket!

**Sitting in the pitch black.  We had to use the strobe lights on the life jackets to see anything in our rooms.


While we were semi-comfortably sitting on the couch next to the piano in the main lounge, John kept saying things on the PA system like, “We still don’t know what the problem is, but nothing works, no water, no toilets, no lights, no…” you get the picture.  Nothing worked!  He also kept telling us that they were getting closer and closer to finding out what the problem was.  He would say over and over, “I repeat, there were no flames, it was a flameless fire, a ‘smoke’ fire.”  Right, that makes sense because smoke would completely knock out an entire ship’s electricity and engines!  “Whatever, John!  You ever heard the phrase, ‘Where there’s smoke, there’s fire!’” (That quote makes perfect sense now!).

**The Hoarders gone wild!

Have you ever seen that TV show called “Hoarders”?  That is what happened during meal times, starting with breakfast on Monday morning.  Cruise Director John told us that the crew was working on making some sandwiches for everybody (3500 passengers), and that the crew (1000+ more people to feed) was going to be passing them out.  He also said that for the time-being the sodas were free, at the bars.  Now, back to “Hoarders”, the sandwiches finally came, and people were grabbing as many as they could, “this might be the last time we get food on this boat!”  Yes, sandwiches were disappearing off of the trays as fast as they were brought down the stairs from the Lido Deck.  Then something funny happened, we got the sandwiches in hand—two pieces of white bread, with a piece of lettuce, and anything else that would fit between two pieces of bread: ham, or a tomato, or cheese, or corned beef, or my favorite, beets!  Yummy!

When Gary and Becky realized that this was the meal for the morning, they said, “No way!”  They were taking their chances at the Lido Deck!  They were going to try and steal something else, what else?—anything else!  45 minutes later, we are chowing down on a scrumptious sandwich, and here comes Gary with a tray full of fruits, cereal, and milk…wow, it actually worked!  “Where is Mom?” The answer to this question is generally, “I don’t know, she was right behind me.”  This time was not much different, but Gary replied in addition, “she went to find some cream cheese for her bagel.”  Reasonable I thought—who wants to eat a cream cheese-less bagel?  So, another 30 minutes pass, here comes Becky, and you can tell something is wrong by the look on her face.  10 paces from us, toting a tray practically overflowing with fruit, cereal, and a bagel, she says “How can they not have any cream cheese on this whole ship?”  She had gone on a mission, and she does not give up easily when she is determined, and she was determined!  Unfortunately, she was not successful locating the spread for her bagel.

**You have to watch this video!  It's so funny!

“They are going to have to do something for us.  This is not right!  They can’t keep us on this boat for much longer under these conditions!”  This was stated by the patriarch of the family at around 9:30am while we are still semi-“relaxing” by the piano.  Keep in mind, we had about 12 cans of Diet Coke and another 4 cans of Sprite Zero, amongst fruit out the wazoo, and 6 individual boxes of Cheerios and Froot Loops—Yeah we were struggling!

Seriously though, what do you do when not a single toilet on a cruise ship works?  The answer is easy: Just go, but don’t flush!  Boy did it get nasty!  We would be hanging out watching the pool—because the pumps weren’t working to get the water into the pool, which would have enabled us to get into the pool—and one of us would have to go.  We would then leave the comfort of the lounge chair to the public restroom right by the Lido Restaurant.  It probably would be best for me not to get too descriptive right here because the other 3499 passengers on the ship had the same idea, doing all of their business in the public restroom, and not their cabin—need I say more?  Just imagine…nasty! (Ask Emily if you want the REAL nasty, true details!)

Our good buddy John came back on the intercom to announce that lunch was to be in the Lido, and not to have everybody go at the same time, but try to spread it out.  “Spread it out?  Not when this might be my last meal ever!”  Again, everyone had this same thought process.  I kid you not that we waited a good 1 ½ -2 hours in line to get our beet sandwiches!  I will also like remind you to think of “Hoarders”.  Again, the closer you got to the front of the line,  the slower it would move, also like the lines at the very beginning of this non-vacation vacation, everyone was allowing anybody that was semi-related to them to just jump into line and get their food—“no problem, sure, why not?”

I need to mention at this point something else about feeding time—it seemed as if none of the crew was there to pick up the trays.  It was quite sad to see that on some of the trays, those “hoarders” who thought they were never going to see food again that grabbed 10 sandwiches each, decided half-way through their meal that they probably would see food again and decided to leave their sandwiches sitting on the tray.  Not having anyone there to clean them up, and no garbage cans to throw them away in, yes, these sandwiches began to rot, and soon the aroma of those lovely rotting sandwiches began to permeate the air.  So, in addition to the toilet overflow smell, we now had rotten sandwich thrown into the mix.  “Ugh, will this never end?”

Keep in mind that all of our meals were on the Lido Deck (deck #9) and we resided on deck #2, remember that there were no elevators, so the stairs were now dedicated for the use of everyone!  Old people in wheelchairs, walkers, scooters, etc included.  That also meant that the crew needed to use stairs to transport the food, dishes, and garbage.  It was great, the left side stair case was now permanently the crew’s “passing” chain (this literally became their “home” for the trip, they had little piles of food and trash next to them on every single stair!), and the other side was for us “spoiled” guests, thankfully we were not part of the crew.  These stair cases also became the natural line formation for all of us waiting to get our sandwiches from the Lido.  Are you getting the picture?  Stairs and sandwiches became our life, and if one person on that cruise gained weight, they had some secret stash of jelly beans, or Blow Pops! 
To be continued....

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Raw Hot Dog Fever-Part 1

To answer all of your questions--
Yes, it's true!  We were on that boat! 
Stinks for us, huh?  Was it my dream vacation?  No!  Was it a memorable vacation?  Yes!

More important--
Will I ever eat raw hot dog again??

A resounding NO!!
**But the cooked ones are still at the top of my list.

Since this blog is also a quasi-journal I am going to use Jake's (YES--this is Jake's) journal entries and just add pictures.  I am going to do this is 2 part because: 1.  It is long  2.  He hasn't written the second part yet:)

I realize most of you will probably just look at the pictures, but try and read it because Jake did a really good job on it--it's really funny and totally true!

 
**before we lost power and our vacation
Carnival Splendor
Sunday Nov 7, 2010

Location: Long Beach, CA.  The time: Noon.  Registration Line: Hundreds of people.  Frustration level: Maximum.

“What is going on?”  “Why are we outside?”  “Why are there so many people already? We are like an hour earlier than the early check-in time.”  Just a couple of the questions we asked each other.  We have been on cruises before, and this is nothing like the check-in process at the other ones we’ve done.  Maybe this is just the way that Carnival runs their operations—pure chaos.  The poor lady behind us was carrying a big white vinyl bag we correctly guessed contained her wedding dress.  We would later find out that she was on her way to have a destination wedding, bad way to start your wedding vacation, in the cold November Long Beach cloudy weather, in a line with what seemed like a thousand people in front of you.

We heard through the “grapevine” that the reason we were outside was because the US Coast Guard was performing a routine yearly inspection of the boat.  Was this true?  No idea! We never heard from anyone wearing a Carnival name tag the reasoning behind the madness.

The closer we got to the registration desk, the slower we seemed to be moving due to everyone and their dog allowing their family, friends, and strangers in front of them.  This only added to the stress levels.  Keep in mind that Gary is with us, getting more and more anxious with every passing second, increasing the tension levels of everyone travelling with him.  After what my legs told me was 2 days of standing (actual time-2 hours), we finally made it to the cordoned area of the registration desks.  At this exact moment, here comes Jim and Jennefer strolling up to make their way with us.  Why not, everyone else let their families in line, right?  It just makes me wish that it was me who just strolled up and didn’t have to endure “shopper’s leg”!

Finally, we get checked in, we got blue Sail Cards.  Gary was quick to point out that he and Becky got the gold Sail Cards, probably for his golden status with Carnival Cruises.  It is actually because he has cruised with them before, and we hadn’t.  I just thought that was kind of funny.  So after check-in, we got boarding “paddle” number 12.  What? Another line?  More waiting?  What in the world is going on here?  Just get us on the boat already!  Luckily the wait for #12 was only like 3 minutes.

Once our boarding number was called, they finally decided to take us in to the building where we should have been checking in since the first minute we got out of our vehicle to check-in.  So inside we find…you guessed it, another line!  What kind of disorganized company is this?  Nobody is answering any of our questions as to why all the lines, so I guess we are stuck with the Coast Guard explanation.  The line that we were a part of this time was the line to go through the security screening/metal detectors.  Wait time in this line, maybe 20-30 minutes.

Luckily for us, we made it through the security no problem.  Once the conveyor belt spit out our items from the x-ray machine, we gathered our belongings, put the shoes back on and head towards…another line!  I am about ready to swear just thinking back to the insanity of just getting on a stupid boat!  What in the world is this line for?  Actually there were about 5 lines of about 75 people each, with each group standing behind a sign with a number on it.  We were group number 14, I don’t know why I remembered that number.  Again, we had no idea what we were in line waiting for.  Let me tell you that the communication thus far by Carnival was horrendous!  We didn’t know if we were going to ever get on the ship.

“Group 14! This way please.” On we went behind a door that led to who knows where.  Well, we found out to where it led…Pictures!  What?  Are you serious?  What a splendid idea to have the picture taking area after the people have been waiting in line for three hours!  Needless to say we didn’t want to smile—we wanted to flip the bird!  Well, we didn’t give the “California Howdy”; we did what we were supposed to do…we smiled.  With pictures out of the way, it was on to the ship!  No, wait…another line!!!  What is this line for?  We were standing right at the escalator that would take us up to the gangplank to get on the Splendor, but for some reason they had us wait right there at the bottom of the moving stairs.  I don’t know that I will ever know why they did this—only a guess as to why…nope, I can’t even guess as to why!

Well, after a few more minutes of patiently waiting to stand on those moving stairs, we made it, to the top of the escalators, finally home free…nope, another line!  “You gotta be kidding me?!?”  Wow!  Who would’ve thought?  The line this time actually was the final line before getting on to the ship, this line was the line to take your picture for your Sail Cards, and they had to swipe the card to make sure they worked.  Our cards worked, it was finally on to Cabin #2-229; for the Hutchings, this cruise was finally under way!  Time: 3:30pm.

The Ship

“I don’t care, we can find them later! I am hungry, we have fasted all day!”  These are the loving words of a child referring to her parents as we crossed the gangplank.  So, off we went, not to the stateroom, not to the pools, straight to deck #9—The Lido Deck.  This is the place that we would get to know pretty intimately over the course of our cruise.  Food!  We were starving!  We got in another line, believe it or not, to partake in the “world renowned” Carnival food experience.  This line was the only line that was worth the wait all day, the food was absolutely divine!  Some of the best lasagna I have ever partaken of.  Yummy!

Upon completing the scrumptiousness of the warm food in our bellies, we left our trays on the table in the Lido Restaurant, and off we were to begin the exploration of the Carnival Splendor, but first to our cabin.  Two of our three pieces of luggage were waiting for us outside our door.  The blue and orange “old faithful” Mustang Soccer bag that I have had since high school that has been on 90% of the trips I have made since high school, and also we had the nice red “Docker’s” carry-on that I got for Emily a couple of years ago—which she has never used.  Emily’s bag of clothes was not there yet.  We took the bags into the room, laid them on the bed, and off we went to explore.

This was such a long anticipated trip, a much needed break from the little ones, and from the stresses of the unemployment market.  We began to walk around the Lido Deck, the pools, up the stairs to the “Adults Only” areas where there were some very comfortable lounge chairs, we checked out the waterslide where a brave little boy was besting the 60 degree weather frantically climbing the ladder over and over again (he was the only one near the pools).  After some time exploring, we decided that maybe it was time to head to the cabin to start unpacking our stuff before they called us to the Muster Stations.
 
**look closely that kid is sliding down

To get to the cabin, we had to go back through the Lido Restaurant, where a lady asked if we had heard about the luggage.  “Oh, great; now what in the world is going on? Do we need to go stand in another line to receive our luggage or something?” These were the thoughts rushing through my head. The lady said, “You didn’t see it? There were like 25 pieces of luggage in the ocean!  They had to lower a life boat to pick them up!”  Those first thoughts through my head were something like “Oh, CRAP!” we were freaking out!  Emily is going to have a wet bag, wouldn’t that just be par for the course on this cruise!  Apparently one of the forklifts taking luggage from the pier to the ship had the luggage crate on the forks incorrectly (the crate opening towards the ocean) and he hit a bump, and if you have never driven one of those things, little bumps get accentuated by about 100 times.  So, he hit a bump, bounced, and then splash!  In went the luggage to go swim with the fishies in the sea!  I was seriously second guessing our decision to come on this cruise.

Practically running to the room at this point to see if Emily’s black bag of clothes was wet or dry, we could see it down the hallway, next to the door—all was well.  Whew!  I wiped the sweat of my brow!  We started the unpacking process, and were pretty well finished when we got the mandatory call to go to our muster stations.  Something was different about this announcement from the other cruises that I have been on—he said that we did not have to have our life jackets.  Hallelujah!  Standing in those muster stations packed in like sardines wearing a life jacket gets very claustrophobic and warm.  I for one was very grateful for the “no lifejacket” life-saving practice run.

It was about the time we returned to our stateroom that I started to wonder what time it was and what time we were supposed to be leaving Long Beach.  Turns out we were about an hour and a half late leaving port.  No big deal, we had a full two days of travel before we were supposed to get to Puerto Vallarta anyway, we could make it up.  Well, we were finally on our way and our cruise was just beginning.  “What was that sound?  Was that a baby?  That sounded like it was right next door.” Now that noise reminded me of a previous lesson learned on a cruise—the walls on cruise ships are very thin (thanks for teaching us that lesson Grant and Shalie!).  Sure enough it was just what we thought it was…a BABY, 3 months old none-the-less!  We just travelled 2500 miles to get away from our own kids, now this

I was lying on our bed, channel surfing, while my beautiful wife was readying herself for our first official dinner of the trip.  “Shall we go?”  I stood up, maybe a little too quickly, got a little light-headed, and BAM—Blind Spots!  For me, blind spots=migraine.  I guess I was hoping that it would all just go away.  I tried to go to dinner, made it to the elevator, said nope, and went back to the room and waited for some medicine that housekeeping was going to bring to me.  I couldn’t even see the little receipt paper where he wanted me to sign!  So, that was it for me for the evening, 6:30pm, pitch black, sleeping off a migraine, see you in the morning—what a cruise!  Emily continued on in the evening, she even won a cool trophy that had the boat mounted on it, with the words “Carnival Splendor”.  Who in their right mind would want to keep a silly trophy to remind them of such a wonderful vacation?

*I will sell this trophy to the highest bidder!:)

 
**You can see the smoke coming out of the left fin
(This was actually from the diesel generator but we didn't
know that then)
It Happens

“Alpha Team.  Alpha Team.  Alpha Team.  Deck 0, Engine Room.”  Those are the cursed words that woke us up Monday morning.  “What time is it?”  In a very exhausted voice she said that it was 6:00.  That can’t be good, calling for the Alpha Team.  I kept thinking, “I wonder if Alpha Team to these guys means like the alpha dogs, the big dogs, the awesomest of the awesomest.”  If so, why in the world would they be calling for them this early in the morning on the inside cabin announcement system?  “This can’t be good!”  I remember not being able to go back to sleep, I thought that I would just go take a shower.  As I was about to sit up we heard the little beep that precedes the PA system, and John, our Cruise Director begins to talk (this is taken from his blog http://johnhealdsblog.com/):

6:20am
Ladies and Gentlemen. My sincere apologies for waking you up but as you may have heard we have just used an Alpha Team call which is the alert for our fire teams to attend. At this moment the captain has informed me that there is lots of smoke in part of the aft engine room on deck 0. (A side note: I told the guests this in case they thought the engine room may be close to guests’ cabins which of course it isn’t.). Please would all guests remain in their cabins while we investigate and regardless of if there is any more information I will return in 5 minutes with an update. Please don’t worry and I promise I will keep you informed.

 Coming up---


The part you really all want to hear about instead of our personal adventures!!
   

Halloween!

This is my teaser!!  Sorry--I know you are all anxiously awaiting our Carnival Splendor adventure, but in an effort to keep this chronological Halloween comes first.  I plan on updating later tonight on our instant fame!

Pumpkins:


How great are they?  Yes, my husband is an artist.  Too bad they rotted the very next day---dangers of living in humidity!

Okay--because they're cute we'll show you our kids first: 
This is the only real picture we got of Luke's costume because he took it off pretty much right after this.
Where's Waldo?
Check out that dragon!  Easiest costume ever!



Now.......drum roll please........

Here's the mama and the daddy:
No, that's not Gene Simmons, that's us!  We are so cool.

 An incredibly fun couple in our ward put on a scavenger hunt halloween party!  It was such a blast--thank you so much!  We placed 3rd in the hunt but creamed the competition in the costume contest!  That's right--1st place baby!

Here's some of our scavenger adventures:





 And to leave you with another parting shot of our awesomeness!:)

Friday, October 15, 2010

Wrestle Mania

I don't know what I would do with a girl.  Honestly, I think about that a lot.  I like my guys to be "tough".  I like them to wrestle.  I like them to be physical with each other (I don't mean hurt each other.

Thus, this really makes me laugh and it has become a daily ritual.

4...2...1

Someone just turned 4...


 and you know what the best part of that is?  Now I can say (for 2 months) that I have a 4, 2, and 1 year old and people don't think I'm quite as "loco".  Which is cool.

Cooper has been begging us for this cake for the better part of a year.  While it looks amazing enough to be on "Ace of Cakes", it definitely wouldn't have been standing for long without Jake's AMAZING engineering skills.  (He was so proud of it that I just had to put that plug in for him).

While I know I am all things anti-birthday-party, we did have some of his buddies over to decorate spooky houses and eat sugar (a.k.a. cake and ice cream).

Oh yeah, I guess I should say some things that amaze me about Cooper.

One for each year:
1.  He's still my miracle baby...against all odds was this little fella.
2.  He is my peacemaker and I couldn't ask for a better personality type to lead the Hutchie pack.
3.  He wears underwear.  That makes me so happy.
4.  He loves to "huggle", tells me he loves me, and makes me laugh all the time.

Little guy, I love ya!

Monday, September 20, 2010

Compliments

I embarrassed Jake on Sunday.  The stake presidency asked me how Jake treated me and I said "He's the cream of the crop," and then went on to expound on what that meant.

Jake was embarrassed that I said that.  I'd love to be someone's "cream of the crop."  Wouldn't you?

Truly, honey, sorry.  Next time I'll practice my speech.  Love ya!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

What makes a bad mom?

Does it make me a bad mom if I yelled at my kids for pooping...in their diapers?  I know, go ahead and laugh.


BUT

I really did get mad at my two little ones for pooping today.  Ethan pooped twice, Luke pooped 3 times (and Cooper 3 times in the potty).  I mean, how much poop can a woman be expected to handle in a day?  
*I won't even mention my own addition to the numbers because that's gross and this is a family-friendly blog.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Since I'm Grumpy Today

Since I'm grumpy today, because I'm starting my period and I'd rather have a 9 month vacation from it...I can get away with this photo:
This makes me feel a little better:)

Monday, August 2, 2010

Major Catch Up Time!!

I don't know why I find it so hard to blog these days.  I get so far behind and then it's too much effort to catch up.  The kiddos are down for a nap and I really can't procrastinate any longer so here goes:

We have had an amazing and action-packed summer.  Blink and you'll miss what we've done:
Science Museums
Chocolate Delights
Sundance Relaxing
Hiking in Gorgeous Places with Lovely Family
Riding Lift up Sundance
Bonding (literally a couples massage) wish SIL's
Cousin Love
Snow in May??
Beau and Amy Hitched
Lovin' the Dancin'
Julie and Seth Married
Kodak Moments
Eating at G and G Anderson's--banana cream pie-nuf said
I love Meredith.  She makes me happy.
Mourning turning 30.  It was rough.
A lot of illegal Bible School for Cooper
Having fun
Cousins visiting and teaching my children valuable things
July 4th in the 'Hood!
More Museums...now they all want to be pilots




Before you complain about how many pictures there are, just know that I spared you about 300 other ones.  Digital cameras have really caused my picture-taking to go up.  Now I have to scrap them all which is depressing and daunting.

Now I feel much better about myself for catching up on blogland so hopefully you'll see me around more often.