Things in our week

Last week we went to Aunt Dana’s house for a hair cut. This was totally surprising to Benji: That a person could have a hair cutting salon in their own home.
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Overall everyone seemed to actually have a decently good time, and Benji’s head now looks 50% smaller, so that’s all for the best. We’ll for sure be going back, because it was also nice to get to see family and catch up at the same time we’re getting something productive done. Double whammy!

On the drive home, Benji read our Prius owner’s manual, and he and Daddy read it together later in the day.
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Visiting LA

We’ve been in LA since Thursday, celebrating my Nana’s 85th birthday. Benji has had so many fun experiences, I don’t think I can document many of them. But here are a few:

At the airport:

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At Great-Nana’s house:

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Benji demonstrates how some drums have foot pedals.

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Out and about:

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At the Alhambra Headquarters Fire Station
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Fire engines look pretty similar even thousands of miles apart.
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Firefighter Fernando gives us the grand tour.
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Very long urban search & rescue truck
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At Almansor Park pouring wood chips over a ball
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Looking at a June bug with Aunt Colleen (the bug is by Benji's foot)
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More fire trucks, this time San Gabriel trucks near Nana's house

Home Improvement: Fireplace Edition, Part 8

Happy (belated) St. Patrick’s Day! We had a happy day – the tile got finished on our fireplace! Also finished are the final repairs to the wall, adding texture and paint.

Here’s where we were on Monday:

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And here’s where Pat left it last night:

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Finished tile!

It’s hard to capture the colors accurately, but you can see the pattern. Those shelves off to the left will go next to the fireplace on either side, and the two boards (you can see them better in the first picture) will become the mantle. So close! But I suspect we’ll still hit a two-month anniversary for the project on March 23. Continue Reading >>

A Few Stories

Believe it or not, life has been happening beyond our fireplace project. Here are some things we’ve been up to lately.

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Playing in the tube maze at Nana's house.

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At the park with Harper doggie (oh, and, incidentally owner Christy) this weekend, Harper took his first Ride down a slide, and I managed to get a couple pictures.

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It’s been warm, but rainy lately. Benji and I go outside anyway, and he’s started “helping” worms find dirt when they’re out wiggling around. I heard that sunlight paralyzes worms, but can’t confirm that from observation due to lack of sunshine. However, I can confirm that toddlers squeezing worms seems to have a somewhat paralytic effect, which may or may not wear off if the worm survives the trauma. Continue Reading >>

The Beach, and Stuff

The garden here is a little crazy, but lovely in the sun. Actually, everything looks nicer in the sun. Funny how that works.
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We went to the beach yesterday; pictures follow. I think somebody’s going to be very sad when our vacation is over. Benji might miss it, too.

Oh, I should also mention that Benji is fascinated with Grandpa Gary’s coffee bean grinder, and waits eagerly for bean grinding in the morning. Then he periodically tells us about it with great enthusiasm during the day. Continue Reading >>

Ah, yes, irony

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Can you make out the little sign there past the rear of that pickup truck? Oh, you can’t read it, you say?

Here, let me zoom in.

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In case you  still cannot read it, this sign clearly asks people not to park in front of mail boxes. Exactly as the pickup truck did. We’ll give him the benefit of the doubt: Maybe the truck left before the mailman comes. Still, we don’t exactly live in an inner city with cutthroat parking competition. Plenty of space on the street.

In other news, a picture of our son, a budding Calvin: Continue Reading >>

Downs and Ups

Day’s Verse:
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast.
Ephesians 2:8-9

Carmel 2002 In the movie Clue, there’s a scene where, after all sorts of craziness, Colonel Mustard says, “I can’t take anymore scares!” as the chandelier crashes to the floor inches from him.

This pretty accurately reflects where I’m at right now. On Monday morning, Dad sent me an email early, asking me to call about Carmel — not a good sign. When we talked, he elucidated that Carmel couldn’t use her right hind leg, and he planned on calling the vet when they opened. My spirits plummeted. A couple times I’ve dreamed Carmel died, and woken up both times crying, tears running down my cheeks. If that’s how I reacted in a dream, how much worse is it in real life? I’m not ready to find out! Especially not with already having the emotional burden of Grandpa dying at Easter, Ben’s memorial service just on Saturday, and my dear friend Rachel moving to Fresno in a couple days. Continue Reading >>