Tuesday, August 26, 2008


Today we celebrate

My Life as a Chicken
by Ellen A. Kelley and Michael Slack

Not only does it meet all 6 of my Ready to Read requirements (stupid stupid grant requirements), but it happens to be legitimately awesome.... Pauline the chicken gets kidnapped by pirate cats... awesome.

Sunday, August 24, 2008


No more pictures on the blog. I’ve sent my camera to Africa, or at this point to the dinning room where packing supposedly happens. But today we celebrate Negra Modelo (not negro models as my mom calls it)
While it is not the best dark beer ever, it is, in fact, the best cooking beer I have come across. Those wily Mexicans managed to bottle up all the flavor one would ever want to add to soups, stews and ESPECIALLY chili (see my award winning three bean beer chili for example!). This can be the only explanation for why it consistently outsells Warsteiner’s dunkel to be the number one imported dark beer. Has to be.
Regardless, today is a celebration of what I can only hope is the coming fall. If I ignore the 90 degree weather and make fall foods, clearly the seasons will follow my lead.


This Friday we celebrated our somewhat Viking heritage with much drinking of honey alcohol, eating of fire roasted meats, and buring of everything else in sight (plus some of the first two).

Our offering to the whiskey gods. It went boom.

You can't see beth, but she's poking that fire for all she's worth.

Sunday, August 17, 2008


Today I got to borrow Richie's Rebel xT. It was shiny. Well it made cool sounds when it took pictures... Since it wasn't mine, I didn't want to play with the settings on it, either because of that or because it had a crazy UV filter on it, most of the pictures came out a little lacking in color. So I took the effort to ghettorig a few of these back up to what I consider an acceptable color.

It was also my sister's going away party....

Bella on the hunt

this was such a pretty blue, and it doesnt show that :(

This is who Bella was hunting

For those of you who haven't see my retreat.... or feet...

Scary, I know

My favorite shoes!


Saturday, August 16, 2008


There is nothing I love more than meat on a stick. And if they find a way to serve it to me on the stick that god gave it, then I couldn't really ask for more out of life... Unless it was maybe a funnel cake.... and a frozen lemonade... and oh god, I'm going to puke...


It's Riverfest in the village again... ahh the smell of funnel cakes.... yum-o!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Monday, August 4, 2008

Mexican prisons aren't that bad right?

Saturday, August 2, 2008




It's hard to focus when you're being attacked.