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Getting ready at Aunt Sarah’s new house with monkey, Jude, too!

Two serious trick-or-treaters.

And some videos, of course!

Trick or treating with two toddlers was crazy awesome.  I can’t wait to do it again NEXT year!

Since I’m moving tomorrow (!!!) and who knows when I’ll be back in cyberland, I’m posting a cute video of August to keep you satiated until I post again.

My friend, Brenda, has a son who’s just six months younger than August, and he has a rad roller coaster in his backyard.  JEALOUS!

So a while back, I went to Idaho to whitewater raft the Middle Fork of the Salmon River with my dad and brother.  To begin this tale, I will say that I didn’t die.  Whew.  I will then follow up with: I am a MASTER packer!  Can you guess which bag (singular) is mine?  The giant green one?  Andrew’s.  The two blue bags on top of each other?  My dad’s.  Yup, my bag is the smallest one all the way on the left.  True, my brother brought me a waterproof jacket, and my dad brought me a waterproof towel, but those items don’t take up that much room.  And with my limited supplies, I didn’t miss anything.  Spot on!


The day before we rafted, we arrived in the small town of Stanley, Idaho.  Our hotel had a private hotspring behind it.  The view was unbelievable!



Another feet photo taken the morning of our river departure.



Waiting to board the bus with the Sawtooth Mountains in the background.


Amy made Andrew some pretty rad moccasins for camp.


Smelling the Ponderosas.  The bark smells like vanilla!


Andrew customized the shirt the rafting company gave us on the first day by cutting out the neck and sleeves.



Our boats and the river on the Fourth of July.


On our layover day, we went for a four hour hike along a creek that feeds the Middle Fork.  Drank water from springs along the way.

Twas a beautiful trip.


This weekend, we celebrated August’s THIRD birthday.  No real theme; just bright colors!

August’s godmother brought baby Jude over.  Jude seems to be fond of me, so I get to know what it feels like to snuggle a little baby (August never wanted to cuddle when he was little.  He does now though.).

August just likes bossing Jude around.  I LOVE this picture.

We opened presents from family friends.  First reading the cards…

Then watching August open presents by saying “Open it.”  Once unwrapped, he said “Oh my goodness!” every single time.  So cute!

Then we sang “Happy Birthday” and blew out candles on what seems to be a very simple cake, but…

Look at the INSIDE!!!  A RAINBOW CAKE!  I saw it online, and sent the link to my mom.  It was one of her little projects while she was in town for August’s birthday.  Didn’t it turn out amazing?!

Surrounded by loot.  I love August’s pose in this pic!

Sarah is one of my best friends, and she’s also August’s godmother.  She and her husband have been my rocks during this adjustment year.  I love them dearly, but not as much as I love baby Jude!!

Family photo.

My little family.

See y’all next year when August turns FOUR!

Final collection of photos from my spring break in California.

I love these tall skinny palm trees that are everywhere in LA.  This palm grove was around Echo Lake.

Andrew took me downtown, not far from where he celebrated his marriage, to Grand Central Market.  It’s a collection of grocery-type vendors (see Andrew in the foreground?  He’s pointing at a hog’s head at a butcher) and small, ethnic food vendors, including a Pupuseria (explanation below).

Latino spices.  Mostly chiles.

I don’t *think* the guy in the background meant to be caught in our photo.

Andrew had heard about a good pupuseria, so we checked it out.  A pupusa is sort of a sandwich from El Salvador.  The “bread” is a fresh, thick, chewy tortilla and it’s filled any variety of yummy things.  We got a cheese one.  Our pupusa=YUMMM.  Very much like an arepa.

We stopped in the Bradbury Building.  It just happened to be across the street from the Grand Central Market.  Parts of Bladerunner and the end of 500 Days of Summer were filmed there.

We hitched a 25¢ ride on the Angel’s Flight to a park, where other parts of 500 Days of Summer were filmed.

Another feet photo.

Sitting on the 500 Days of Summer park bench.  Sigh.  Adios California.  Same time, same place next spring break?

Y’all know I like a good video tour.  Here’s Andrew’s LA apartment, which is adjacent his former LA place:

As soon as I landed in LA halfway through my spring break, my brother and his wife, Amy, whisked me away to Malibu for some ocean, culture and wine.  We stopped at some beach in Malibu, went to Moonshadows for lunch (which, Amy says, is where Mel Gibson got trashed the night he infamously made all those anti-Semitic comments), went to the Getty Villa and then went to several Malibu wineries.  Not a bad way to spend a Wednesday afternoon.

There were a couple of these super creepy statues in the gardens at the Getty Villa.  Those eyes!

Several flights of wines were enjoyed throughout the rest of the afternoon.

Andrew took me to Intelligentsia, a coffee shop in Sunset Junction, for breakfast on my first morning.  Iced magnolia blossom tea and a raspberry cornmeal scone-delicious and so LA.

He took me around the corner to a cottage that he and Amy had right before they moved to San Francisco.  So cute!

I really like this photo of us–stripes!

I have a thing for taking pictures of feet.  This one is a classic.

Andrew took me to the Griffith Observatory for the view.  See the Hollywood sign?  I have NO idea what is in the extreme foreground of this picture.

This was the day I got my sunglasses and flip flop tans.  Totally worth it.

Over my Spring Break, I went to sunny California (August spent the week with his dad).  First stop: San Francisco.  I stayed with the lovely, Alanna, and her boyfriend in the SoMa neighborhood.  It was so great to see her even though it was only a couple days.  She is one of my best good friends.

We met up with some of Alanna’s friends for dinner at Delfina’s and took the MUNI (subway).  The stop was “Van Ness.”  You can barely see that I’m pointing to the Van Ness sign and not just making a ridiculous face.

While Alanna was at work one day, I spent a couple hours at the Ferry Building.  I want to be buried there when I die.

Not only is it gorgeous, but it has so many lovely food boutiques.  Miette. Cowgirl Creamery.  Heath Ceramics.  Acme.  I basically got one thing from each food vendor…

…and found a table on the Embarcadero by the water.  It was really charming.  Sigh…

Last week, my dear and crafty friend, Alanna, came over for what she thought was an evening of vino and girl talk.  I put her to work instead.  I knew I wanted to do an Advent Calendar like I did two years ago in Cambridge, but wanted a different format.  I found these small envelopes (2″x3″) in my basement from my-gasp-high school graduation announcements.  So I wrote my holiday activities on paper, stuffed them in the envelope, had Alanna tape on the numbers, found blue velvet ribbon in my treasure trove basement and attached the activity-stuffed envelopes to the ribbon with these heart shape paperclips I made following these simple instructions.  Total cost: $0.