Time to dig out the warm stuff!
Friday, November 30, 2012
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Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Most Memorable
As I was driving to the store in a last minute flurry of Thanksgiving prep, my favorite radio station had people calling in with their most memorable Thanksgiving stories.
So naturally I had to think of mine:
Mexico.
2003.
In a last minute attack of homesickness, I decided that we absolutely HAD to have a REAL Thanksgiving Dinner.
So I sent Bill and Elan to shore in search of something that resembled a turkey (haha).
After a longish stretch of time the VHF radio crackled:
"Falcor, Falcor mobile.
We're in a police truck.
Bring money.
Over."
I frantically dug out the Emergency Fund, stuffed a few $20 bills into various pockets (hoping not to use it all up trying to save Thanksgiving Dinner), and rowed to shore (FAST) while trying to figure out how to say:
"I'm a United States Merchant Marine, please return my husband and use this to buy your family something nice for Christmas" in Spanish.
In the meantime, the boys had managed to convince the police that their Swiss Army knives where not actually very threatening "weapons" and that $12 in pesos might be a sufficient holiday bonus.
So we rowed "home" and burnt the heck out of a large chicken for Thanksgiving Dinner.
Happy Thanksgiving Prep Day, everyone (and try not to get thrown into a Mexican police truck).
So naturally I had to think of mine:
Mexico.
2003.
In a last minute attack of homesickness, I decided that we absolutely HAD to have a REAL Thanksgiving Dinner.
So I sent Bill and Elan to shore in search of something that resembled a turkey (haha).
After a longish stretch of time the VHF radio crackled:
"Falcor, Falcor mobile.
We're in a police truck.
Bring money.
Over."
I frantically dug out the Emergency Fund, stuffed a few $20 bills into various pockets (hoping not to use it all up trying to save Thanksgiving Dinner), and rowed to shore (FAST) while trying to figure out how to say:
"I'm a United States Merchant Marine, please return my husband and use this to buy your family something nice for Christmas" in Spanish.
In the meantime, the boys had managed to convince the police that their Swiss Army knives where not actually very threatening "weapons" and that $12 in pesos might be a sufficient holiday bonus.
So we rowed "home" and burnt the heck out of a large chicken for Thanksgiving Dinner.
Happy Thanksgiving Prep Day, everyone (and try not to get thrown into a Mexican police truck).
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Safety Turkey
Drake made this awesome turkey in school today. It says:
"I am thankful for Mommy and Daddy"
And
"I am thankful for safety"
Monday, November 19, 2012
Mr. Two
At school pickup time today Ewan camped out by the new trailer and shouted his two favorite words to everyone who passed by:
"MINE"
"NO!"
(As if anyone else on the planet would want to ride in a bike trailer full of cornflakes in a rainstorm.)
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Settled
It's been a busy few weeks, but we're finally completely settled in to the new place...
(Except for Emery, who will NEVER, EVER, EVER feel completely settled).
New stairs.
New snack cupboard.
New neighbors.
New fence.
(Except for Emery, who will NEVER, EVER, EVER feel completely settled).
New stairs.
New snack cupboard.
New neighbors.
New fence.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
New Wheels
Check out our new station wagon (big thanks to John and Craigslist!)
Such a quick trip to nearby Neighbors Park in the new neighborhood!
Such a quick trip to nearby Neighbors Park in the new neighborhood!
Beach House
We spent this weekend at a cute little beach house in Port Hadlock with Ellen, Mima and Emily.
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