Thursday, December 18, 2008
Overwhelmed
I think this picture accurately portrays why I haven't been blogging. Those papers on the desk are references for a 3000 word essay I'm writing on ontology, epistemology and methodology in reference to qualitative research methods in geography. Sounds fun, huh? I'm writing it in my spare time (after taking care of Jon and Micaela, eating, going on the balcony again and again with Caroline, socializing, and doing minimal cleaning). Well yes, that is facebook on my computer screen, not my paper... I guess I'm not that overworked since I still have time to procrastinate :) More to come after all the schoolwork is finished.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Stealing Mari's Thunder
Between her bad luck and poor health, Mari hasn't had time to blog (plus all the pics were on my camera) so I'm going to steal her thunder and put up pictures from our night at the boat parade. Every year Dana Point Harbor puts on a Christmas boat light parade where 50+ boats sail around the harbor all lit up. My mom and sister-in-law Shellie did some planning/coordinating and had a picnic dinner with hot chocolate and baileys/kalua all set up. We had dinner and drinks and then the show started, it was perfect (except for the dog poop that everyone seemed to step in). We had a large, fun group with Mari and her girls, Bob and his family, my parents, my family (minus Kurt), plus some of Mari's friends. The pictures will tell the rest:
Mari teaching Jon bad habits
Me teaching Jon good habits
This isn't what it looks like, Bob has sciatica and Shellie was giving his leg a massage (wait, that doesn't sound right either...) and the placement of the beer is just a coincidence.
Mari and her friends
Caroline had some baby-crack (aka whipped cream)
and then must have walked/ran around the harbor 10 times
Care walking Dad
Care walking Mom
Care walking Joey
Care walking Lindsey
Bob and Isaac
Mari teaching Jon bad habits
How Jon looks after too much of the above (kidding)
This isn't what it looks like, Bob has sciatica and Shellie was giving his leg a massage (wait, that doesn't sound right either...) and the placement of the beer is just a coincidence.
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