Sunday, August 31, 2008

back to the topic at hand

Would I be willing to drive 30 minutes to have that backyard? Would I be willing to drive 30 minutes to have a house? (Ok, the property we were dreaming/joking about doesn't actually have a house on it, but I joked about living in a tent.)

No, we're not going to move to a piece of land 30 minutes away from civilization, but it's fun to think about.

I just found myself on the Gentle Giants Rescue site again. Dangerous. I would be willing to drive 30 minutes if I could have this.

This is Heather (the dog, not the woman). She's available for adoption. I've been wanting her for a while.

And it turns out the rescue recently received 14 more Great Danes from an ex-breeder.

How can you resist that face?

I might drive 30 minutes to have that backyard if a couple of these dogs were in it. Ahhhhh. Dreams.

pathetic

We're all sitting in the living room.

The TV is on.
Christian is sitting at his computer.
I am on the couch with my laptop.
Richard is on the couch with Christian's laptop.

We're pathetic.

But the deal was that Christian would go hiking with me tomorrow if he got to sit around and do nothing all day today. That way we do what he wants today and what I want tomorrow.

I'm seriously about to explode from sitting here all day. AAAAAHHHH!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

how far would you go?

I'm taking a survey. Which means if you are reading this, you have to respond...or else. That's how surveys work, right?

How far would you go to have this be your backyard?

How far would you be willing to drive to go to the grocery store? Or to see your friends? Or get gas? 10 minutes? 20 minutes? 30 minutes? 40 minutes??

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

ode to my new favorite medical student

Today was the third (and final--hallelujah) day of orientation for our incoming medical students. During lunch I sat at a table with eight students and we chit-chatted. Where are you from? What do you think of orientation? How many amazing things did you do before coming to medical school? You know, all that fun stuff.

It was hot outside. We kept scooting closer and closer to each other on one side of the table in order to avoid the hot sun that was slowly taking over the other side. And every couple of minutes I would take a sip from my water bottle. Talk, talk, sip, sip, fun, fun.

Then suddenly I looked at the water bottle. Wait. That's not the Trader Joe's bottle I brought from my desk. That's one of the bottles they were giving out at the luncheon. I didn't take a new bottle when I got my food, because I already had my Trader Joe's bottle.

And then it hit me.

Me: Oh my gosh. Have I been drinking out of your water?

My new favorite medical student: Yeah, but I wasn't going to say anything.

Embarrassing!

ode to my freezer

Yesterday Christian made me follow him into the kitchen and said, "Look in the freezer!" Expecting to find something interesting, I opened it. Ummm, nothing interesting in there. So I asked what I was supposed to be looking at. His response: "We have no food!!!" And it was true. This is what it looked like.

I think poor Christian and Richard are withering away. You mean they can't live on Crunch Berries? I guess not. They aren't as physically advanced as me. So they need real food. We're going grocery shopping today.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

fast swimmer

Michael Phelps' first baby picture. (Passed to me from a coworker, and she undoubtedly got it from someone who knows Michaels Phelps.)

Sunday, August 24, 2008

hey jamba jamba!

Richard just a call back from Jamba Juice. He got a job! To congratulate him, I immediately showed him the SNL skit:

Richard, Riiichard, why ya buggin'?

Congrats!

but the cupboards were bare

I woke up this morning thinking about breakfast (I always wake up hungry). I remembered that we didn't have any milk for cereal, so I thought I would be a good person and make waffles for Christian and Richard before they woke up. Went to the kitchen and realized we were all out of vegetable oil. "No problem. I can throw a little olive oil and vanilla in the mix and it won't make any difference." So I opened the cupboard to grab the mix, and it was practically gone. "No problem. I can make them from scratch." But then I realized we were out of eggs. So I gave up.

I made myself toast (likely using the last of the butter) and decided Christian and Richard could fend for themselves. I'm so nice.

Only now is it occurring to me that my sister Ashley probably has a very good vegan recipe for waffles. But, hey, church is in an hour and that's just way too much effort.

Monday, August 18, 2008

i don't think so

Christian asked if he could buy this if he were stinking rich.

I thought about it, but then I would have to get these.

And these.

And one of these.


And to be honest I'm more these.

And these.

And these.


So...um...no.

target jeans

Can someone please explain this to me?

I tried on a size 7 pair of jean capris at Target on Saturday. They fit great everywhere except the thighs/quads. They were just a little too tight--not super tight, but tighter than I wanted. Not that that's anything new. I don't have stick legs. I have solid legs. But jeans that are too tight in the thighs make me feel claustrophobic, and these were just on the verge of too tight. So I didn't get them.

After walking around a bit more, I ended up grabbing a couple more pairs of jeans to try on. Size 9 in one style (playing it safe after the capris), and size 11 in another (the only size they had and the jeans looked too cute to pass up). Size 9 jeans. Fit loose everywhere but the thighs were too tight--just like the size 7. Wait, what? Size 11 jeans. Too big everywhere but the thighs were the same size as the size 7 and 9! Uhhhh, something is wrong with this picture. I tried on a size 7, a size 9, and a size 11. The pants got successivly bigger, but the thighs were the exact same size in every pair.

Are our bellies and butts supposed to get bigger and smaller with the pant sizes but not our thighs? Does that logic make any sense?

I love Target but have decided that I should buy my jeans elsewhere. You know, one of those places where size 5's and size 13's have different size thighs.

So I got a skirt instead--and then proceeded to wear it for 2 days straight. My thighs are incredibly grateful.

Friday, August 15, 2008

vertical farms

This is so cool. This concept popped into my head a long time ago (probably sometime in junior high), and I've thought about it on and off ever since. I've never really looked into it since it was just a thought and I'm not exactly an entrepreneur, but just today I came across The Vertical Farm Project's web site.


Granted, my visions had to do more with large-scale crop production (since I grew up surrounded by large agricultural fields). Entire fields stacked in a parking-garage-like structure that would allow for tractors just like open fields. Because it would be so big, it would have a network of mirrors bouncing natural light deep into the structure. Sounds a little archaic (I came up with it in junior high--what do you expect?), but that's the way I've always pictured it.

It's really fun to see something in the works that I've had sitting in my brain for over 15 years! (Not saying I thought of it first, just saying I thought of it on my own, and that's kind of cool.)

it's so late

Why do the Olympics have to be on in the middle of the night? Why don't we have TiVo? Why am I up until 1:00am for the second night in a row? Why is Christian sound asleep in bed without me?

Oh yeah. Because Nastia and Shawn just won gold and silver. Nice!

Too bad I can't sleep til noon tomorrow.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

family time!

We had a very very fun time this past week. I almost called it a vacation until I remembered that I still went to work every day. But the week calls for a very long post with lots of pictures. Enjoy!

Veronica, Josh, and Savannah came last Friday and stayed for an entire week! We were lucky enough to have them stay at our place. And despite Josh's sad bout of strep throat, I'm pretty sure they were able to have a good time. They were going non-stop while they were here (had to stock up on California goodness before heading back to Utah), but we got to hang out in the evenings! Savannah is adorable and so much fun to be around.

Richard came home from camp! After being gone for about 7 weeks, Richard was pretty happy to be back home. And we were, too! The day he got back we just kept telling him (and each other) how excited we were to have him back! He's a pretty entertaining guy.

So we had a family get-together on Sunday and everyone came over to our house for dinner and games. Steve, Paula, Christian, Me, Veronica, Josh, Savannah, Dianna, Richard, and even Grandma Mary! Steve made pumpernikel and kindly informed us all that the name pretty much means the devil's farts. Hmmmm. That doesn't exactly help it taste better, but thanks anyway.

By the end of the week we decided we hadn't had quite enough family time, so we all went to Tahoe! Christian, Richard, and I took Steve (who practically lives on a road bike) mountain biking for the first time. It was so fun. Despite the faulty gears on Steve's rental bike (ok, we all had crappy bikes) and his resulting yells of "Son-of-a!" and "Come on!" I'm pretty sure he had a great time.

Christian decided to be brave and try a jump off a log. He totally bailed. I'm still beating myself up for not taking video of the jump. He rolled a bit, broke his fall on some logs, looked like he broke some bones. But he didn't. So he tried it again and landed it. The rest of us were too smart for that and took the jump bike-less.

Then we all performed bike acrobatics on the way home.

We spent the rest of the perfectly warm afternoon at Meeks Bay. Almost everyone was brave enough to get into the water. Steve casually walked out into the water and started swimming as if it were 80-degree water. Did he even notice it's freezing? He swam out to the buoy and did a little lap-swimming before heading back to shore. Crazy!

Then we went back home, enjoyed Paula's meatballs for dinner, roasted marshmallows for smores, and played In a Pickle. This is my new favorite game. Anyone want to play? Richard, Christian, and I will smash you. And unlike the French, we'll actually smash you.

We topped the vacation off with a trip to see Grandpa Allan and Birdie and then bid farewell to Veronica, Josh, and Savannah at the airport.

And for the first time ever--a video on our blog! Savannah showing off her cheerio-eating skills. Mad skills, yo.

It was a very fun week, indeed. We miss you guys already!

More photos on smugmug.

Monday, August 4, 2008

molly vs. the bush out front

Round one.

Molly make the first move, boldly throwing her body weight into the bush.

The ferocious plant fights back, attacking Molly's arm.

Molly retreats with some scratches and a bruised knee.

Round one goes to the bush.

Stay tuned for Round 2.

Friday, August 1, 2008

october woes

October is the best month of the year. Why? Because it starts cooling down (with a couple heat waves), you're guaranteed at least one stormy night, the leaves are changing colors, you get to maybe start wear winter clothes again, you get to dress up for Halloween, and it's my birthday month. I love October.

But after talking to my sister-in-law Kitty, I'm discovering that I have October woes. Here is why.

1. October 5th: San Jose Rock n Roll Half Marathon: Deirdre just told me she wants to do the RnR. And then 5 minutes later Kitty told me she's planning to do it.

2. October 12th: I had already been considering running the Biz Johnson half marathon (it's in Susanville above Tahoe/Reno) since some of the girls are doing the full marathon. And I hear the course is beautiful.

3. October 19th: The Nike Women's is the week after the Biz Johnson and there's a very very tiny small chance I may be able to get into it. I'm not counting on it, but I can't rule it out. Erica, Julia, and Maren are running in Nike.

I guess the race organizers love October as much as I do. I don't know about the rest of you, but I think this is just not fair. (Boo hoo, poor me, throwing a tantrum.)