Most of you know that Brent has wanted to own his own pharmacy since he was in pharmacy school. He has never really wanted to work for a retail pharmacy as he prefers the environment of an independently owned pharmacy. He has worked for an independent pharmacy since he graduated 3 years ago and has had the itch to buy or start his own for some time now. He and his boss decided to go into business together and start a new pharmacy of their own. There are many small towns around here that don't have an independent pharmacy so they have to rely on the ever busy Wal-Mart to get their prescriptions filled. Brent and his partner decided on the town of Hereford to put their pharmacy in. As soon as they got the ball rolling, everything fell into place very quickly. They found the perfect location but the office needed some serious renovation. Let the demolition begin! Brent is quite the handy man so he did a lot of the reconstruction work himself. (He laid tile for the first time and did a great job.) So within about 5 months of the decision to start a pharmacy, a location was picked out, demolition started, reconstruction done, insurance contracts arranged, inventory ordered and shelved, and a handsome pharmacist willing to pack up his family and move to a town where there are more cows than people. Here are some before and after pictures of the pharmacy. I am very proud of Brent; I think he put together a really nice store.(The previous business was a beauty salon so there were several cubicles and lots of faux painting.)
(These are the shelves that took up our whole garage for a couple of months.)
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Our Grand Opening
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
We Survived
So on to Idaho Falls we go. We stayed with Brent's Uncle Evan and Aunt Sandy in Blackfoot and they were gracious enough to put up 11 people for the weekend. It was a party, let me tell you. They have a great space of land so the kids were able to play in the water, jump on the trampoline, fight over toys in the enormous playroom, puke on the lawn, sleep in the camper, have a pole climbing contest and just have fun.
On Saturday we went to the reunion which was nice. Brent's dad comes from a very large family with a posterity of over 380 people from his grandparents. We had fun meeting people even though we didn't know who anyone was. Drew spent most of the reunion wearing his wobble gobbles (water goggles). He thought they were pretty cool.
On Sunday, we traveled back to Boise but took the route through the Craters of the Moon. And here begins Avery's love affair with her Ring Pop. Luckily grandma had enough for eveyone because Avery really wanted that Ring Pop like the other kids (remember the attitude? Sometimes its best to just give her what she wants).
The rest of the trip went well unless you count almost watching my family be obliterated on the highway. OK, maybe it wasn't that bad, but it was a close one, right Darcy? The next day, we went to a splash pad in Boise and the kids had so much fun. Drew is not normally a sprinklers kind of kid -he prefers to swim- but even he had fun. It was over 100 degrees that day so the relief from the heat was nice.
The next day was one of the most fun. We went to Roaring Springs, a water park. I haven't been to a water park in at least 10 years so it was so fun to play in the water with the kids and go down the slides. Drew loved the lazy river, the wavepool and the kiddie slide. We were able to go down one of the big slides on an intertube together. It was very fast and you are in a pitch black tunnel for half of the ride. When we got to the bottom I said, "Was that fun?!" and he said "YEAH!" so I asked "Do you want to do it again?" "NO!!!" So we pretty much enjoyed the lazy river the rest of the day. Both kids had so much fun and came home exhausted which is always good. (I don't have pictures of the water park because they are on a waterproof camera I haven't developed yet.)
Grandma and Grandpa left on Wednesday morning and we were very sad to see them go. They took one child with them so we still had 9 to look after. We got a babysitter to watch the kids while me, Darcy, and Ami went to see Mamma Mia (I told you I liked it!). Darcy spent the rest of the day packing and they left on Thursday. We left on Friday and let's just say that I will never fly with a child between the ages of about 8 months and 18 months ever again if I can help it. Avery was a little traveler from you-know-where. We were that family that everyone dreads--screaming, crying, whining baby and a mother on edge and ready to snap at any moment. At one point, I wondered if anyone would notice if I retreated to the bathroom alone and left my screaming baby on the seat (or more likely chasing me down the aisle screaming as dramatically as possible and banging on the door). Due to all the potential witnesses on the plane, I was able to at least stay calm on the outside despite completely tearing my hair out on the inside. Benadryl has nothing on Avery. She is determined to have that temper tantrum regardless. That day could not be over fast enough. We finally boarded our last leg in Dallas and luckily it was dark so that kept Avery a little more calm and quiet. She puked on me as we were taxiing in to the gate but I guess that's what you get when your baby is hopped up on Apple Juice, Benadryl and Cheetos. It was a fitting end to a long day. Our luggage did not make it back with us so we went home empty handed and absolutely exhausted. At that point, I didn't care. I just wanted to get home to my own bed and sleep. Like I said, it took me a few days to catch up on my sleep and come back from my exhaustion. We had a great trip and loved seeing everybody and we are glad to be back home with Brent.
(This is grandma and grandpa with 9 of their 13 grandkids.)
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Sunday, August 10, 2008
Speed Racer
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