tea & scones

•October 19, 2009 • 2 Comments

tea and scones

this morning melissa made chamomile scones.  i made whipped cream, and as it whipped i read anne of green gables.  the part where she’s forgetting things as she’s cooking.   and, as fate would have it, i forget my whipped cream.  it whipped far too long and was close to becoming butter.  but it looks rather like clotted cream, which is kind of what we were going for.  irony much?


sunglasses, shrimp, and family

•October 18, 2009 • 3 Comments


^ dad with melissa’s glasses


^ melissa with dad’s glasses


^ clara found the geocache that randy hid.  randy was walking around acting like a gps.


^ melissa and her fire hydrant


^ walking by elena’s school


^ crossing the street


^ we got to see aunt maria and mema while they were in houston to stay with uncle mark


^ elena


^ walking


^ the family with uncle matt


^ dairy queen


^ almost home!

Visiting Uncle Mark

•October 17, 2009 • Leave a Comment

we ate lunch with uncle mark yesterday and spent time with him.  it was really nice to see him.  we couldn’t give him hugs, so we gave really big air hugs.

Visiting Uncle Mark

^ writing clara’s birthday card


^ all his pills


^ uncle mark’s mug shot


•October 15, 2009 • 2 Comments



^ bag of stuff.  three cameras, 3 books (more in other bag), journal, list book, wallet, bible.



^ feet.  driving.


^ creepy abandoned motel… and there was this guy hanging around it too.


^ highway poetry


^ houston skyline


^ trying to figure out the network connection with my awesome cousin randy…  he was stop motion animating before his mom told him to do homework, which was playing his french horn.  and now my other little cousin is watching youtube videos :)

disastrous escapade

•October 14, 2009 • 1 Comment

at first, happily filling a water bottle, putting a lid on it, and sticking it in my bag.  going to gfa and mopping for 54 minutes.  come down to the cafe, sign out, and go over to my purse.  open it and realize that the water bottle soaked some things.  then i realize the true extent of the damage: not just a little water leaked out, but all.  the lid had opened, the damage was done.  everything in my purse was wet.  the gum was soggy,  the tissues now wet masses, the paper wet, the cough drops making everything sticky.  but, the journal only slightly damp with no damage sustained other than slight warping, the library book tom swift and his airship not wet at all, the plastic film camera only wet externally, and the digital camera wasn’t even there!  praise god.

and now, packing craziness.  houston and beyond.  decide: vintage luggage or practical black?

long ago

•October 12, 2009 • 3 Comments


^ driving in canada in july 2004

frantic ravings of a half insane person

•October 12, 2009 • 1 Comment

where are you???? i… am going slightly crazy over here. not a peep nor a blip of internet data… please!