Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Home Sweet Home

Here's some recent photos from Palm Springs and some flash nonfiction.

Open air airport in Palm Springs. This would NEVER work in SC. They would have to rename Columbia 'Hell' because the airport could be HIA. Hottest, stickiest place I've ever lived. No sweet ocean breezes like FL has, either.

The Palm Springs airport had four pieces by Dale Chihuly. I was telling the other people in our group that he's like a pirate because he lost an eye and wears and eyepatch, and Nathan said something silly that I meant to remember and write down, but I can't now. Too bad for you. It was funny.

This tram took us up the San Jacinto mountain range- up to 8,200 ft elevation. The tram floor rotates as you go up the mountain, so the handrail that you see here stayed stationary. There were eighty people packed in there, and the elderly couple next to me kept taking tiny steps with the rail towards me, compressing everyone standing to their right. I asked them to walk back to the big empty spot that they'd left. They were back in thirty seconds.

Here's my Jojo sleeping in Isaac's batting gloves the day before we left town.

Nathan in front of Babe's Barbeque. We were nervous, since what could folks in CA know about ribs, but it was good. Some of the other folks with us were really annoyed that, once again, they had no idea what sweet tea was and they had Pepsi instead of Coke. When you drink water, you just don't have these issues!

I read in the writer's handbook that you have to eat sushi, so I had some salmon and veggie rolls. It was okay. I have a hard time believing a person could crave sushi, but I probably should stop sampling it when available before I get used to it. I already crave enough foods. Like the yummy creme brulee we had. My brother in law, Brian, raided the dessert table for us twice. See below!

Brian, our hero!

Back on the mountain. In the desert it was 50-80', up on the mountain the high was 45. The snow was 2-3 feet deep in places.

Nathan with a fauxhawk.

Nathan with the raccoon. He tried to get me to be in this picture. I was afraid of silly that day, so I didn't. But all the pictures of me are boring. So next time I'll let go a little;)

We always get asked how the kids are and the sad truth is they hardly miss us. They got to go to McDonalds and PLAY ON THE PLAYGROUND, which hardly ever happens. If we eat fast food, usually we're on a long trip and skip the playground so we can get there already. In fact, they're lucky if we stop to let them pee. So  playground is clearly out of the question. This past trip I took Jojo into the bathroom while Nathan did the drive through (the other kids had gone potty at the gas station.) and Jonas played on the playground for two minutes while the order was finished, then Nathan pulled up, we got in and drove. We had three older kids who were very jealous, even though Jojo got his pants wet on the slide. I hope it was rain;)

Have a great week!

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Swing Swing Swing

We got a new camera! I'm a day late for my Sunday post, but maybe this is cute enough that you'll forgive my tardiness?

We're really excited about the weather turning nice again. Happy Spring, everyone!

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Sunday, March 7, 2010

Scorpione Bloode Fire'e

Nathan wants me to make this blog a little more interesting, and figures that renaming it 'Scorpione Bloode Fire'e' is a good start.

I miss these curls on my Jojo. New pictures next week, I promise.

On the way home from church today we stopped at a light behind a motorcycle and Nathan started singing a brand new song. Here're the lyrics-

Motorcycle, Motorcycle
I can crush you with my big car.

Which he didn't do. But then we passed another motorcycle, and the two motorcycles gave each other the 'hey, you're cool just like me on a motorcycle' waves. Which led to us trying to get all of the SUVs we saw to wave back at us, but nobody did until we were in the neighborhood and then we got a 'hey, you live in the neighborhood wave'. (The 'hey we live in the same neighborhood wave' is a Southern requirement, for those of you who live in other, less sociable parts of the country. *wink*)

And a song that Nathan made up just now, on account of his shoulder really really hurting.

I wish I had a wife that loved me
and would make ice packs
and put them all over my body

And last thing- If you are ever in charge of transporting a dead whale, cover it with a tarp. We watched a few minutes of a show today where a whale exploded onto a busy city street as it was being driven through town. (Couldn't they tke the truck route?) The grossest part was there was a moped in the street, just standing there in a huge pile of whale entrails and congealed blood. I really want to know what that person has to say, but he wasn't on the show. They had boring scientists talk about how the whale had probably been hit by a ship and the damaged tissue created pressure blahblahblah. What did the guy on the moped think? I want to know!

And another new song from Nathan-

I used to be a mother
but now I am an author
so I love my computer

I think he gets me;) Out to play with the kids on the trampoline. I'm trying to post a few pictures and some little story every Sunday, not necessarily related. See you next week!
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