Archive for June, 2009

Our First Harvest

June 21, 2009

I haven’t mentioned my garden here yet.  Frankly, I am afraid everything will not produce fruit or die.  So, you will only hear about what I have attempted to grow if I am successful in producing food from it.

In that vein, I had my first harvest on Friday!  Berries!  They actually were already here when I moved here, all I had to do was keep the weeds away and watch them grow.  (No seriously, I only watered them once, and I probably didn’t have to, I was just out there.)

I picked a crap ton of strawberries.  I was surprised at how pretty they were.  I expected any strawberries I grew to be all lumpy and weird, but mostly they were shiny and big and red and perfect.



It is a little early yet for the raspberries, but there were just a few ready so I could get a taste of what was to come.

IMG_4142(These lasted about 3 seconds after I took this picture.)

I have already sliced most of the strawberries up, or cut them up for J (who has had his fair shair already) and made biscuits for strawberry shortcake.

This is the first time I have ever grown my own food, and all I have to say is:  Yum.


Legs and an iPhone.

June 19, 2009

I got a new iPhone. I hope this means more posts and more cute pictures of my main squeeze.

Like this one of him admiring the legs at American Apparel.

Out on the deck

June 15, 2009

At my parents’ house, there is a deck.  Jaxon has discovered the joy of going out on the deck when it is nice outside.  Every time we are over now, he goes over to the door and pounds on it until his Grandpa goes outside with him.

But one day last week, he really found his happy place when he went out onto the deck with a Cheeto.  Yes, I fed my baby a Cheeto and I am not ashamed of it.  It is not like he gets a lot of them, but it’s best to learn early the joy of the grandparents’ house (like Cheetos).  I know I have learned that lesson.

IMG_4124Note the orange devil grasped firmly in his hand.

IMG_4125Yummy.  The orange crumbs of joy around his mouth always give it away.

Ready to Bike

June 13, 2009

Jaxon loves it when he gets to ride in his trailer.  Besides the obvious ways I know that, there is this:

In the morning, when I say, “are you ready to go to school?” I just give him a couple of minutes and he comes back to me like this.


He “puts on” his helmet and grabs his backpack, ready to bike to school.  You have to love this kid.

J’s First Tattoo

June 11, 2009

Just a note before we begin:  Do you know how hard it is to get a clear picture of a moving toddler on a cloudy day?  Geez.

IMG_4134What, me difficult?

Last week I decided J needed to get a little butched up (okay no, not really).  I figured a tattoo was the best way to do that.  And to keep it age-appropriate, we went with a bunny holding a flower.  🙂

Manly, huh?




I know you can’t see his tattoo in that last picture, it is meant to demonstrate his manliness (he is flexing, can’t you tell?).

Apparently all the babies at daycare love it, and gather around Jaxon every time they could see it, which wasn’t that often since it is so far up his arm.  (Note for next time: put it somewhere VISIBLE.)

A week later it is still there, a little worse for the wear (yes, of course it is a temporary tattoo).   And every time the tater doesn’t have a shirt on, he points to his bunny.  I think he is proud.


June 9, 2009

J and I were invited by our good friend Amy to join her in a parade.  Of course we accepted.  Any excuse to be famous.

And we got to ride our bike/trailer, which is always a good thing.  I brought my camera but of course never got it out.  Luckily not everyone there had that same problem, and I have acquired a couple of cute pictures of the tater to share with you all.

This first picture was from when we were standing around waiting to go.  There is a lot of standing around when you are in a big parade apparently…


I know, you are jealous of the pigs-on-atvs helmet.   Me too.

And here he is striking a familiar pose in his trailer while on the parade route.

Parade 2

Looks bored, doesn’t he?

Other than a short bout of get-me-the-hell-out-of-this-torture-device-you-call-a-trailer towards the end, J was awesome for the parade.  Mainly just hanging out as you saw above.  Oh, and dumping goldfish all over his lap.

Wanna see us in action?  Well, go here and skip forward to about 22 minutes.  We are there a few times.  FAMOUS.