Saturday, September 27, 2008

Gone Country

Recently, BD and I were invited out to our friends' farm for a dinner party. The evening involved good friends, good food, and good conversation. And also trying to, uh, pet the cows. Turns out cows don't really like to be petted (although they do like to eat sliced bread!), and also... cows are kinda gross. All in all, it was good times.

The cows are wondering why I'm taking pictures.

RC, me, and KG in front of a 100-yr old barn. KG is the lady of the farm.

How do you wipe your nose when you don't have hands? Use your tongue, of course. Ew.

RC and KG were very excited (high five!) about the prospect of being on the blog. I don't think they get out much.

RC trying to pet the cows. She was much braver than me. I didn't want to offend the cows, but they didn't smell so great, so I stayed a safe distance away. RC also fed them slices of bread.

We also picked fresh figs, pears, walnuts, and persimmons and took a tour of all the big equipment. Farm life is fun!

Sunday, September 14, 2008


I am mostly of the 'live and let live' school of philosophy when it comes to neighborly relations. As long as your house is not in total disrepair and/or you're not engaged in overtly illegal behavior, I'm pretty much okay with how you choose to live your life. Which is a good thing, I guess, considering this is the site that greeted me from across the street today:

Yes, that is my (shirtless) grown-man neighbor stretched out in a lounge chair in his driveway. On a Sunday morning. In September.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

well, it IS called Labor Day...

BD and I like to take things literally, so for Labor Day 2008, we labored. And by "we" I mean "I stood around and watched BD do all the hard stuff and then I helped with the easy stuff."

We replaced the door from the house to the garage! I don't have a picture of the old one, but it was just a plain metal exterior door with no windows. Kinda like this, except with a door knob and all:

We like to leave the garage door up when we're home, so I decided a door to the house with windows in it would let more light into the laundry/kitchen area.

In my brain, of course, replacing a door sounds so simple. I mean, there's already a door there, right? Just pop it out and put in the new one -- what's so hard about that? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...this is why BD's head explodes when I start talking about home improvement projects. He always tries to tell me that it's more work than it looks but I'm always all "what's the big deal? it'll be fiiiiiiine - trust me, easy-peasy." And, it always turns out that he was right. But he's so HANDY and he can do all this cool stuff to our house, it would be like I was doing a disservice to our house to not take advantage of him his skills! (Head explosion in 3, 2, 1...)

First the old door had to be removed (frame and all) and the new door had to be prepped.

Here's where my "helping" came into play -- I did the caulk! (I also swept up all the old nails and sheetrock debris.)

Then, after a bunch of stuff that I didn't take pictures of (I was holding the door in place! No hands for the camera! See...helping!), the new door was in place! It still needs a deadbolt and new trim put up, and some finishing touches, but it's in and functioning! YAY!

One family member in particular is very excited about being able to keep an eye on things through the new door.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Tales of the Tail: The One With The Clean Bowl

Kip likes to make sure his bowl is really empty. Usually this is followed by a big sigh and a hopeful whine and a pointed stare at the pantry door.