Doggie Splash Day is more fun than Six Flags or Christmas...and it's good for you, too! May Bee and I are wiped out and heading to bed while we listen to Dave Smith's radio program "The Appetizer" on KACU.
Thanks for making this day terrific go to Kirsten and Dan, Hannah and Molly, Jason and Tiffany (who drove EIGHT AND A HALF HOURS TO SWIM WITH THEIR BABIES!) May Bee, Jaeger, Rhowdie, Maggie, the folks at KRBC who put us ON THE NEWS...and everyone who helped sponsor or coordinate the 5th Annual Doggie Splash Day!
(It was a BLAST! Check this space and Kirsten's blog later for photos! Give us a while, though...between swimming and moving, we're exhausted!)
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I know! I know!
Sorry that it's taking me forever to put up pics of the new house, but that's because it's a sea of boxes, "unhung" ("unhanged?") pictures, clothes, and more boxes stacked on other boxes (in the sea of cardboard and totes).
The electrician was here today fixing a board that came plumb OFF the house, taking the electrical housing with it. Houston *almost* has to duck to walk through the backyard! The power was off for about six hours, and they're coming back tomorrow to fix the range and do a few final things. After that, the city will inspect their work, and THEN the utility company will come attach the electricity to the top of the house instead of the board just over our heads (the one that split in half).
Last night was the kids' first night in the new house. They love being closer to their schools (and parks and stores and restaurants and Mom's work and EVERYTHING, except Mr. Burger), but we are all finding ourselves wishing for more storage. (If your house has no basement, attic, or garage, what do you do with all of your STUFF? Do you display your tools on the coffee table? Keep your Christmas tree up all year? ARGH! This is certainly a challenge!!!)
The electrician was here today fixing a board that came plumb OFF the house, taking the electrical housing with it. Houston *almost* has to duck to walk through the backyard! The power was off for about six hours, and they're coming back tomorrow to fix the range and do a few final things. After that, the city will inspect their work, and THEN the utility company will come attach the electricity to the top of the house instead of the board just over our heads (the one that split in half).
Last night was the kids' first night in the new house. They love being closer to their schools (and parks and stores and restaurants and Mom's work and EVERYTHING, except Mr. Burger), but we are all finding ourselves wishing for more storage. (If your house has no basement, attic, or garage, what do you do with all of your STUFF? Do you display your tools on the coffee table? Keep your Christmas tree up all year? ARGH! This is certainly a challenge!!!)
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
No time to be wordless...
...since it takes longer for a Wordless Wednesday photo to load than to type up a paragraph or two, I'll opt for Wordy Wednesday. (If we had DSL, I'd post another photo of Jaeger...or Rhowdie with his toys...since I went over there today to put them in before the rain came!)
Since Karen and I have to door "indoor" stuff (sorting & packing) while it rains, I'll quickly share a poem of Bethany's that I found while I was sorting my forty-four years of Happy Life Clutter:
Indian and Birds Poem
I wonder how it feels to fly
high in the...
like a bird.
I wonder how it feels to sit
on a nest...
like a bird.
I wonder how it feels to catch a worm
every morning...
like a bird.
I feel funny...
maybe he is wondering how it feels
to be a man.
--Bethany Hicks
Since Karen and I have to door "indoor" stuff (sorting & packing) while it rains, I'll quickly share a poem of Bethany's that I found while I was sorting my forty-four years of Happy Life Clutter:
I wonder how it feels to fly
high in the...
like a bird.
I wonder how it feels to sit
on a nest...
like a bird.
I wonder how it feels to catch a worm
every morning...
like a bird.
I feel funny...
maybe he is wondering how it feels
to be a man.
--Bethany Hicks
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