i wish pork chop would stop.
holiday updates
i know that this has been far too long in coming, but here are some philadelphia adventures, eugene adventures, seattle adventures and pork chop adventures.
Back at home with Pork Chop…
Bringing Pork Chop Home
Pork Chop again
Two Beards
Bat Ears
Eugene…
Nat helped Eliot put together his Lego Ship
Kimmie helped too
A Much Needed Haircut
Nat and Kimmie at Perugino
Afternoon Treat with Kimmie
Burrito Boy... I miss West Coast Mexican Food
Philadelphia with my Aunt AmySue (Mimi!) & House Pictures…
Retro Kitchen
Mimi's Mani & Pedi
Me with Mani & Pedi
Nat and Mimi Tearing Down the Ceiling
R- Gift from Mimi
Hidden Ceiling Under a Drop Ceiling
Victory
Living Room Ceiling a la Mimi
Seattle….
- Teri (Nat’s mom) and his sisters Eva (l) and Rebecca Anne (r)
- Eva, Teri and Nat
pork chop!
nat and i brought our scotty/westie 11 week old puppy, pork chop, home today. cats aren’t very pleased, but it’s not all out war-yet.
Nat and Pork Chop posing
Kisses!
first one in fishtown to vote!
we voted! first ones in line! pictures to come, we packed our camera cord.
now we are watching Morning Joe. the highlight is that joe scarbourough is wearing a suit.
getting ready to make my pennsylvania vote count!
it’s 5:26 am, we are voting across the street from our new house. i haven’t seen a line outside yet and the polling place opens at 7:00am. nat told me that he wasn’t getting up until 6am. i think i’ll bribe him with coffee to stand outside with me then.
sitting in my new living room
tofu is playing with a catnip mouse right now and snert face is poking around our new house, inspecting every corner. i feel like writing our adventures in securing our first house yesterday won’t quite do it justice- but i’ll try…
so, i’m not sure if you people on the west coast are baseball fans or not- but in case you haven’t heard, i live in philadelphia and the home baseball team is the phillies and they won this big tournament at the end of the season called the world series. let’s just say that the whole city has indeed been swept up by philly phever. yesterday, there was a huge parade —-
OOPs I hAve to run- I’ll be back sooN!
a new address
kimmie, my mom came to visit (and my dad will be here next week, too!) and a ton of stuff has happened since she’s been here. actually, a lot in a short amount of time because she came just on saturday.
on friday, nat and i put an offer on a house and it was accepted! we are so excited- it’s our first house! we can’t wait to pull out the carpets and paint some walls. more news later and pictures, too. but for now, i’m exhausted and a wee bit cranky.
it was a long day, and my mom and nat wanted indian food. as i don’t really like curry, cumin and lentils it just ended in me being a bit of a whiny pill. i think that i am just tired from having snert face jump on my head all night long.
not only that, but during two of her escape attempts yesterday, my face ended up dripping with blood.
oh, here are the best pictures of the house… now try not to laugh! i’ll send you the listing, but i don’t want people on the internet to know where we are moving…
don’t worry- we’ll preserve the wood paneling! the wallpaper is fuzzy. and we’ll take lots of before and after pictures.
Megaphones, bullhorns and blowhorns
Right now, it is the middle of a huge thunderstorm. I remember big drops like this when we went to visit my grandparents in Colorado- a real storm. After living in Oregon for almost my whole life, you would think that I would be used to rain. I am used to Oregon rain- gray days and weeks at a time of icky drizzle and wet shoes.
Philadelphia rain is something that I really enjoy. I’ve always loved stormy weather. In Eugene, we only got one good storm per year or every couple of years. Here, the street sign outside of my living room window regularly bends and shakes in the wind, making a metallic thunder sound. The storms here pour down floods of rain with lightening streaking and lighting up the sky. The thunder scares my cats and small children with load roars lasting 30 seconds or so. And then it stops. There aren’t gray drizzling days here. It is either pouring down or it isn’t. Wet sneakers have a chance to dry out.
Speaking of sneakers? Yesterday, I went on a mission to buy a megaphone. A little one used in youth sports or events would have been perfect. One of my summer program teachers has a problem with her vocal chords and can’t speak loudly enough to be heard over screaming 6-7 year olds. I looked online before I ventured out and found some sporting goods stores and other stores which had sporting goods departments. I called all of the stores and asked if they had megaphones before I left. Most of the people answering the phone didn’t seem like they knew where they worked, let alone what the stores carried, so I decided to venture out.
A young man that works with us volunteered to go with me and we set off. I was explaining to him that I needed to buy a megaphone. He looked perplexed and asked me what a megaphone was. I replied, “a bullhorn.” He said, “Oh, you mean a blowhorn?” And I agreed- new to this terminology. We went into the sporting goods store and I asked for the megaphones. The young men working looked confused. Juan said, “We need a blowhorn.” The workers responded with understanding and replied that they don’t carry them, nor do they know who does. They get asked that question all the time. I was just standing there wondering what a blowhorn was.
The venture further northeast in Philadelphia was not for nothing. They were having a sidewalk shoe sale. I walked up to the tables under a long white tent and immediately found shoes that I wanted to get for Nat. They were only $30 each! I got Nat two pairs and myself one pair. Bright colors and high tops- two very good things together. (One of Nat’s pairs was a lowtop.)
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mouse cats- or rather how my cats aren’t mouse cats
tofu has a new trend of sneaking outside and hopping over the fence. This morning snert face and I were in the kitchen waiting for tofu to come back inside when I looked up on our stove and sink counter area to see a mouse bottom and skinny tail scurrying across. I eeked! I was pleased that this was much smaller than the megarats that I am used to- but still, yick!! I was yellying at snert face to get it, but she didn’t even notice or really care. What is the point of having cats if the aren’t interested in catching mice. Worthless beasts.
I do thing that it’s hilarious that as I am posting this, my phone’s autocorrect keeps changing snert face to sneer face. It’s pretty accurate.
rakin’ in the dough
i’m excited! i’ve had lots of good news in the last couple of weeks with some grant proposals that I have written- yay! today, i just received a letter saying that we have gotten funds for a new computer lab for the kids! we are going to teach the older kids graphic design and whatnot. our old computers were refurbished and are about 10 years old.
and i’ve been seeing all of this hype about 90210 2.0 and am not that excited. any thoughts?
Quisiera escribir más, pero Nat está cocinando carne- y huele deliciosísimo. No puedo pensar.
(I would like to write more, but Nat is cooking meet and it smells delicious. I can’t think.)
