Owen is at Lesley's place, I guess he's crying for Mommy and Daddy.
I'm downloadin' some music from the iTunes and the Amazon's.
Found a new Irish band today just in time for St. Patty's: Flatfoot 56, "Brotherhood."
Fun times.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Holidays Behind Us
Well, Christmas has come and gone. The kids made out like bandits.
The New Year has turned all our leaves. The Wensauers came to our house for 5 days, and now they're, hopefully about to make landfall back on Vancouver Island shortly after I complete writing this.
The snow is falling again, welcoming the Hundelts and Eidsvoogs back into town from holiday adventures. I'm back to work tomorrow. I get my Wisdom Teeth pulled Friday ... Yippee.
Latest in Owenisms:
The New Year has turned all our leaves. The Wensauers came to our house for 5 days, and now they're, hopefully about to make landfall back on Vancouver Island shortly after I complete writing this.
The snow is falling again, welcoming the Hundelts and Eidsvoogs back into town from holiday adventures. I'm back to work tomorrow. I get my Wisdom Teeth pulled Friday ... Yippee.
Latest in Owenisms:
- I need tielelol = I want Tylenol. Drugee.
- Lookee, Lookee! = Look at what I see.
- I build Fire Pit! He came up to Lynn with a beach bucket full of newspaper scrumpled up and some plastic milk jugs for logs. I just told him he couldn't light it indoors.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Snow Day 5
The snow is still here. Today we built a snowman with the neighbors, did some roller coaster sledding, crawled through a snow tunnel (that someone built last night) and made a snow fort!! It didnt snow again today, and actually some of it started melting away!!! We will see what tomorrow brings. I think we might venture out tomorrow!!

Sunday, December 21, 2008
SNOW FUN!!!
It is still snowing, here is a quick video.
Here is a link to our 1st Annual Winter Hotdog Roast http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLanding.action?c=6o14p67.7hkmd5vn&x=0&y=-8boaov&localeid=en_US
And one more snow picture of Owen
"I do this"
Rae was invited to a birthday party last week at an outdoor ice rink, it was right after school so I had to take Owen with me. We got there and he said "I do this", I said "ice skating?", he said "yes, I do this". So I thought fine why not, I went up the desk and they said they had a size 8 with double blades, so we laced up and off we went. Owen loved it!!!!
After ice skating, we thought we would head over to the Bellevue Botanical Gardens, since we were out and cold already. We go there and Owen and Rae were amazed, they loved it!!! We headed straight for the main house and got our hot cocoa and then headed off to find all the critters that were hiding among the lights. Once we found them all we decided we should go home before we turned into ice cubes, we had already been outside since 4:30 and it was now close to 8:00.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Just re-read one of my favorite poems
Thought I'd share:
On Turning Ten
The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I'm coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light--
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.
But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.
This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed.
Billy Collins
On Turning Ten
The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I'm coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light--
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.
But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.
This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed.
Billy Collins
Thursday, December 18, 2008
SNOW!!!!!
Finally...... it snowed!! A day late, but thats ok, it snowed. Rae was convinced that Renton was surrounded by a bubble that did not allow it to snow here. She was very excited this morning and proclaimed "they burst our bubble"!! We got all bundled up and went for a snow walk. While we were out the rest of the neighborhood slowly trickled out and we ended up sledding down 24th and watching a few trucks try and make it up with no luck. It was pretty funny.
It is still snowing and its 11:45 am. We are in for a break and some hot cocoa, after nap we will head back out.
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