Our annual traditions have begun...
1) Shut down the house, turn off the lights, lower the shades, and pull in all decorations -- just in case we're not home from work in time for the trick or treaters.
2) Drive to work wondering just how many holiday sweaters, earrings, socks and scrunchies you'll be seeing at the office today.
Yeeee!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
It's Halloween morning.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Awwwwh
Years ago, when my mom and dad remodeled their home in LA, they etched their names in the concrete outside. Every time I ever looked at it I couldn't help but smile a little.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
How we're getting rid of the wood
I doubt the people who designed the patio chimenea ever imagined one would ever take on just this much wood. 
But those people never met my FIL, R.
Those of you who do know R will immediately recognize this as a classic display of his pyromania God-given fire-building talent.
(Hey guys -- I'm not sure the flames are actually supposed to shoot out the top.)
In any case, in order to speed up progress on cleaning up our yard next weekend we're going to haul the giant heap of un-salvageable barn lumber and leftover trunk and tree bits to Homer G. and light up a proper bonfire in the woods.
My FIL is pledging it will be the biggest of the season. Which means the fine citizens of the HG (and its fire department) should consider themselves warned.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!
(I couldn't resist)
But seriously -- greetings and salutations to the person in the American Consulate in Vietnam that's enjoying the blog.
Don't know how you found us, or why you're here, but welcome.
As far as the person goes who found us using the search term "herman the german crane" I hope you got the answer you were looking for.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
What did Ringo do?
So we had an enormous storm last night. A storm so big it was one for the record books.
While the rain pounded down outside, we were curled up in front of the tv for a little Monday Night Football.
BAM!!!
At about 10 pm the we were jolted out of our seats by an enormous crash from the back of the house. The floors shook. The sound thudded in my chest. The rush of adrenaline hit me and thought "Earthquake!" (Hey, 30 years+ in LA will do that to a girl.)
I looked at Mr. A. He looked at me. And we both thought it. What in god's name could Ringo have just done? Did he knock over the fridge for Christ's sake?
In the kitchen everything was fine. I told J to check the back sun porch (half expecting that the thing had fallen off the house.) He swung the door open and everything looked fine... until...
a flash of lightening hit.
HOLY SHIT.
In brief glimpse of lightning we could see it: the beautiful old giant tree from next door -- flatly laid across our yard. Squashing everything in its wake.
A few minutes later we lost power.
Later we came to realize it took out a little chunk of our roof. And the patio furniture. And our grill.
In a situation like that there's only one thing you can do -- crack open a bottle of wine. Or two.
Truth be told that grill sorta sucked anyway.
More photos of the scene on Flickr.
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