Keyton likes to have his turn reading scriptures. See his blog for the entire blue shark story.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
The Baby Bet
As we all know, Lachelle is due to have a baby pretty much any day now. She is, as they say, a ticking time bomb....of joy! Her actual due date is Thursday, Nov. 13th. But, will little Baby Sister come that day? Will she come sooner? Later? Who knows! Natalie, Mike, and I have decided to make a bet: whoever guesses closest to the actual hour that the baby is brought into this world is the winner. The two losers must make the winner a Baby Bet Dinner of their choice, and, as Natalie suggested, a Baby Bet dessert if the winner so desires it. Here are the guesses:
Mike: Friday, 11:00 pm
Natalie: Friday at 12:00 am
Katie: Friday at 1:00 am
(Lachelle, if you really love me, you'll have your baby sometime between 1am and 11:59am on Friday. Come on!)
Mike: Friday, 11:00 pm
Natalie: Friday at 12:00 am
Katie: Friday at 1:00 am
(Lachelle, if you really love me, you'll have your baby sometime between 1am and 11:59am on Friday. Come on!)
Happy Halloween!
I haven't really done much for Halloween in years, unless you count sitting on the couch in the dark (scary!) watching the first half of Hostel. (The movie is so sick and deeply disturbing there's really no need to watch more than that.) This year I went for the double whammy: I carved pumpkins AND dressed up! Here's me holding my pumpkin, obviously.
Can anyone identify this molecule? It's everyone's favorite!
Mike worked really hard to carve an awesome design on his pumpkin. We bought one of those pumpkin carving kits, and he was going to carve out a picture of three wolves howling at the moon. But, the pieces were too intricate, and Mike had a card time popping the appropriate shapes out of the pumpkin. After hours of work, he flipped his pumpkin over and carved a generic smile with triangle eyes in about 30 seconds. Keyton would have approved.
Some mean people my freshman year called me Peter Pan after I chopped all my hair off. Instead of continuing to feel bad about this, I finally decided to embrace it. Props to Mama Meerkat for making me this sweet Peter Pan costume, and props to Larry for making me this sweet dagger. (I even match Keety; check out his blog!) Mike is Captain Hook...or just a regular pirate with a hook. Whatever. We're a cute couple. We match.
I think Mike might be a real pirate!
"Don't worry: this will only be the most painful experience of your life."
Can anyone identify this molecule? It's everyone's favorite!
Mike worked really hard to carve an awesome design on his pumpkin. We bought one of those pumpkin carving kits, and he was going to carve out a picture of three wolves howling at the moon. But, the pieces were too intricate, and Mike had a card time popping the appropriate shapes out of the pumpkin. After hours of work, he flipped his pumpkin over and carved a generic smile with triangle eyes in about 30 seconds. Keyton would have approved.
Some mean people my freshman year called me Peter Pan after I chopped all my hair off. Instead of continuing to feel bad about this, I finally decided to embrace it. Props to Mama Meerkat for making me this sweet Peter Pan costume, and props to Larry for making me this sweet dagger. (I even match Keety; check out his blog!) Mike is Captain Hook...or just a regular pirate with a hook. Whatever. We're a cute couple. We match.
I think Mike might be a real pirate!
"Don't worry: this will only be the most painful experience of your life."
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Welcome Home, Nat Pat!
After 2 painful months of being Natalie-free, my dear sister finally returned to me on August 23rd, 2008. I think this may have been one of the most joyous days in my 21 years of life. Oh, how I missed her! To welcome home our cherished Nat Pat, Mike and I made her a celebratory fun-fetti cake. (Don't mind the spanish vulgarity; it's how I show I care!)
We got a little excited with the cake decorating supplies, and decided to sport some festive mexican mustaches in honor of the occasion. Ayayayayaya!
What a delicious masterpiece!
And here's Mike doing some very important reading with his new glasses.
We got a little excited with the cake decorating supplies, and decided to sport some festive mexican mustaches in honor of the occasion. Ayayayayaya!
What a delicious masterpiece!
And here's Mike doing some very important reading with his new glasses.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
The Zoo!
I think I've only been to the zoo a handful of times in my entire life. Somehow, I managed to make two trips to the zoo in one week. Because I made a trip to both the Woodland Park zoo in Seattle and the Washington Park zoo in Portland during that week, I am now able to provide a thorough analysis of the strengths and weaknesses of both zoos. Let's see which zoo comes out on top:
First off, the Seattle zoo is cleaner, more educational, has a greater variety of animals, (all of which seem to be more active and happy), and the zoo has a more convenient layout. Most importantly, however, the Seattle zoo allows you to not only view animals, but to impersonate them as well:
Here I'm a spider, facing troubles with the law for "prowling."
And look! Mike has developed into a beautiful butterfly!
And here I am as a zebra. Cute, right?
While the Portland zoo is smaller, dirtier, and honestly less fun, it does have two reedeming qualities:
1) MEERKATS!!!!
2) One thing that the Portland zoo will have more often than the Seattle zoo is Keyton. He makes the zoo more entertaining than all the tigers, monkeys, or hippos combined. Here is Keety feeding the lorakeets with his grandma Banana. (Note: this is also one of maybe 3 picture in existence where my mom looks normal.)
Here is Keety using the skills he picked up with the lorakeets, attempting to feed the penguins through the glass. What a guy!
Another great thing about the Portland zoo, and I think Keety will agree, is the petting zoo. Keyton was happier chasing these goats around than he was viewing the "zebahs," which, by the way, was what he seemed to be looking forward to all day.
In the end, the Portland zoo obviously comes out on top thanks only to Keyton's ability to take your mind off of the fact that you are viewing wild animals trapped in concrete cages that are too small for them and that smell like poop. Oh, and the meerkats don't hurt, either.
First off, the Seattle zoo is cleaner, more educational, has a greater variety of animals, (all of which seem to be more active and happy), and the zoo has a more convenient layout. Most importantly, however, the Seattle zoo allows you to not only view animals, but to impersonate them as well:
Here I'm a spider, facing troubles with the law for "prowling."
And look! Mike has developed into a beautiful butterfly!
And here I am as a zebra. Cute, right?
While the Portland zoo is smaller, dirtier, and honestly less fun, it does have two reedeming qualities:
1) MEERKATS!!!!
2) One thing that the Portland zoo will have more often than the Seattle zoo is Keyton. He makes the zoo more entertaining than all the tigers, monkeys, or hippos combined. Here is Keety feeding the lorakeets with his grandma Banana. (Note: this is also one of maybe 3 picture in existence where my mom looks normal.)
Here is Keety using the skills he picked up with the lorakeets, attempting to feed the penguins through the glass. What a guy!
Another great thing about the Portland zoo, and I think Keety will agree, is the petting zoo. Keyton was happier chasing these goats around than he was viewing the "zebahs," which, by the way, was what he seemed to be looking forward to all day.
In the end, the Portland zoo obviously comes out on top thanks only to Keyton's ability to take your mind off of the fact that you are viewing wild animals trapped in concrete cages that are too small for them and that smell like poop. Oh, and the meerkats don't hurt, either.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Mission Day
Each spring, Seattle University sets aside one day for faculty and staff to focus on the school's Jesuit Catholic mission in order to explore it in greater depth and to expand their understanding of it. Typically, Mission day is a time when the students at Seattle University are free to sleep in and relish in the fact that they need not go to class. However, Mike and I decided to take the day a little more seriously and pursue our own special mission.
Mission day began at Volunteer Park Cafe, a lovely neighborhood coffee shop that serves up some delicious treats. Mission one: eat copious amounts of food.
Then, it was off to the park to take advantage of the windy conditions. Mission two: get the Nemo kite off the ground.
Mike clearly needed my help. I found that running around like a lunatic really encouraged the kite to stay in the air.
Finally, mike succeeded in the mission, and was flying the Nemo kite with ease.
Look, we rock at flying kites! Mission accomplished.
Mission day began at Volunteer Park Cafe, a lovely neighborhood coffee shop that serves up some delicious treats. Mission one: eat copious amounts of food.
Then, it was off to the park to take advantage of the windy conditions. Mission two: get the Nemo kite off the ground.
Mike clearly needed my help. I found that running around like a lunatic really encouraged the kite to stay in the air.
Finally, mike succeeded in the mission, and was flying the Nemo kite with ease.
Look, we rock at flying kites! Mission accomplished.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Lent
Lent is the 40 day liturgical season of fasting and prayer before Easter. The 40 days represent the time Jesus spent in the desert, where, according to the Bible, he endured temptation by Satan. This year, since we do go to a Jesuit university, we have all decided to properly recognize Lent after years of neglecting such a momentous religious event.
Natalie is showing a lot of self-control by giving up studying during Lent. No more Indian Law, Contracts, or Constitutional Law. It's just Grey's Anatomy for the next 40 days around here.
Katie is making quite a large sacrifice during Lent and will be giving up running. Her coach (and waistline) won't be happy, but Jesus will.
Mike is also observing Lent, and will not be eating vegetables until Easter. Surprisingly, he doesn't look like he is having too hard of a time with it.
What are YOU giving up for Lent?
Natalie is showing a lot of self-control by giving up studying during Lent. No more Indian Law, Contracts, or Constitutional Law. It's just Grey's Anatomy for the next 40 days around here.
Katie is making quite a large sacrifice during Lent and will be giving up running. Her coach (and waistline) won't be happy, but Jesus will.
Mike is also observing Lent, and will not be eating vegetables until Easter. Surprisingly, he doesn't look like he is having too hard of a time with it.
What are YOU giving up for Lent?
The best foraging find yet!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Jumping on the bed turns into an existential dilemma
When Mike was in Portland with me, he couldn't hold back his urge to jump on my mum's bed. What is it about those things that are off-limits to us that make us desire them so strongly?
Kyle saw the photo, and decided to take immediate action.
However, his plan quickly backfired. Unfortunately, he is taking his unchecked wrath out on poor little me!
And sure enough, mom has decided to disown me. She sent me an e-mail stating a simple, yet hurtful, message:
My family relationships are declining swiftly. How could this situation possibly be rectified? What could ease my pain? As always, Mike has some great advice:
Kyle saw the photo, and decided to take immediate action.
However, his plan quickly backfired. Unfortunately, he is taking his unchecked wrath out on poor little me!
And sure enough, mom has decided to disown me. She sent me an e-mail stating a simple, yet hurtful, message:
My family relationships are declining swiftly. How could this situation possibly be rectified? What could ease my pain? As always, Mike has some great advice:
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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