11.18.2007
Enchanted Rock
We went camping with friends a couple saturdays ago out to Enchanted Rock. We love going out there and it was a perfect weekend for camping. not too hot, not too cold (it could have been colder) and we had a great time. The kids played on all the big boulders near our campsite and in the fire (of course) and we ate lots of s'mores. On Saturday we hiked to the top of the Rock. Even Hazel made the climb to the top all by herself (and most of the way down too). She slept so well on the way home!!! They call it Enchanted Rock because of the noises the rock makes as it warms up in the day and cools off in the night. We need to do this more often.



11.13.2007
More Random Questions
So the other night at dinner, Isaac posed a burning question--how long would it take a sloth to walk around the earth? He really wanted to know. So we did a little research, made some assumptions (same speed over oceans, sloth does not die, sloth does not sleep, does not stop to eat, etc. . . .
And the answer is . . . 25 years.
And the answer is . . . 25 years.
11.12.2007
America the Beautiful
Today Aspen and Isaac participated in the Veterans Day celebration program at their school. Isaac wore his cub scout uniform and was part of the honor guard escorting in the veterans that were attending. Aspen performed a musical number with sign language with her class. It was a very moving program.
I am so thankful for the many men and women who have served and who serve our country today. They make it possible for me to enjoy so many freedoms. They perform a priceless duty for me and all of us. We pray daily for those serving our country all over the world. Thank you.
The color guard fom the VFW.
Aspen is in the white shirt behind the boy in green. Bad pic I know, but the only one I could get.
Isaac in uniform!
I am so thankful for the many men and women who have served and who serve our country today. They make it possible for me to enjoy so many freedoms. They perform a priceless duty for me and all of us. We pray daily for those serving our country all over the world. Thank you.
11.07.2007
Trashification
I watched this the other day and just died laughing. It really resonates with me.
“It is my personal opinion that all things, all objects, everything you own really only exists as part of a parade of garbage to the dumpster. Everything you own is pre-garbage. Your home is a garbage processing center where new things are purchased and slowly demoted through various stages of trashification until you’re done. It starts out you’re excited. You bring it home you put it on the kitchen table. You read the instructions. You tell all the people in the house all about it. And then some time goes by, you realize maybe you’re not going to be quite as keen on drying out fruit and storing it in your basement as you thought you were going to be. And so the object is demoted to the closet. It’s there for awhile. Eventually it lands on the floor, you start stepping on it to reach newer things that are just beginning on their journey to junk. Then the garage. The garage can be one of the longest phases for the object. But it is the most definite. No object in human history has ever successfully made it from the garage back into the house. Even the word garage seems to be a form of the word garbage (prounounced garbajjj). When you’re living in the same room as the garbage cans, well, it won’t be much longer now. Really, eBay is the only thing that can save the object at this point. Ebay, of course, another great step forward in human culture. Hey, why don’t we mail our garbage back and forth to each other. It’s all gotta go, my friends. Everything is thrown out in the end. Even we are thrown out, in the end, my friends. And when I hear about someone that died and wanted certain important personal possessions put in with them when they’re buried, I’m all for that. Take your crap with you."
“It is my personal opinion that all things, all objects, everything you own really only exists as part of a parade of garbage to the dumpster. Everything you own is pre-garbage. Your home is a garbage processing center where new things are purchased and slowly demoted through various stages of trashification until you’re done. It starts out you’re excited. You bring it home you put it on the kitchen table. You read the instructions. You tell all the people in the house all about it. And then some time goes by, you realize maybe you’re not going to be quite as keen on drying out fruit and storing it in your basement as you thought you were going to be. And so the object is demoted to the closet. It’s there for awhile. Eventually it lands on the floor, you start stepping on it to reach newer things that are just beginning on their journey to junk. Then the garage. The garage can be one of the longest phases for the object. But it is the most definite. No object in human history has ever successfully made it from the garage back into the house. Even the word garage seems to be a form of the word garbage (prounounced garbajjj). When you’re living in the same room as the garbage cans, well, it won’t be much longer now. Really, eBay is the only thing that can save the object at this point. Ebay, of course, another great step forward in human culture. Hey, why don’t we mail our garbage back and forth to each other. It’s all gotta go, my friends. Everything is thrown out in the end. Even we are thrown out, in the end, my friends. And when I hear about someone that died and wanted certain important personal possessions put in with them when they’re buried, I’m all for that. Take your crap with you."
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------------------------Jerry Seinfeld on Late night with Conan O'Brian Friday, November 2, 2007
PS I was going to link to the actually episode so you could watch it in person. But NBC's website is having difficulties. I think they're changing stuff around. anyway, i'll fix it later. It is hilarious to watch the words come from him.
PPS They removed this episode from the website. So you'll just have to take my word for it that he was hilarious.
11.05.2007
Life's Important Questions
Over dinner tonight we were discussing this important question:
What would be the worst thing to step into?
Yes, I know, it is a most pressing question to ponder.
Here's some of what we came up with:
- A bottomless pit
- A pool of elephant diarrhea (these kind of answers are common with boys in the house)
- A helicopter rotor
- A pit filled with razor blades covered in lemon juice
- A room where they make glass panes (contains a pool of molten tin on which to float the glass panes. I didn't get this at first either. This kind of answer common with smart guys in the house)
- A bunch of angry skunks and porcupines
- A vat a whale vomit (again, a boy answer)
- An avalanche of rabid boars and porcupine
- An active volcano

What do you think would be the worst thing to step into?
11.03.2007
Playing Beauty Parlor Again
Aspen has been begging to get her hair cut for months...well planning to cut it for months and begging to actually do it for the last 2 weeks. So rather to setting up an appointment, taking her 45 minutes away, and paying $$$$ for Scott to do it, I decided I would give it a shot. I figured that I would only be out a half an hour of my time if it didn't turn out and I could then turn to Scott to fix it. I think it turned out decent. Obviously, Scott would have done it better, but hey, she's 10 and not so picky, and I saved $$$$ and 3 hours of my life. It's been a win-win day.
11.01.2007
It's over...for now
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