Sunday, June 8, 2008

Skateland

This morning Dale and I were suffering from Long Bike ride Burnout, so we decided to take the kiddos to Skateland instead of our usual Sunday ride on the Chehalis Western Trail.

I was practically raised at Skateland, although I haven't been there in years. My cousins were competitive skaters, and my sister and I were there all the time. By the way...Jenn- when mom fell on you and you ended up in the ER, was your thumb broken or just sprained? And remember the time my wheel fell off and all those tiny ball bearings scattered all over the rink? Remember the hokey pokey and the disco ball and the insanely slippery floor in the snack bar? Oh yes, nothing's changed.

Nobody likes a bragger, I know, but I am a menace on skates. It's entirely possible I've missed my calling in life. The moment I stepped onto the rink today I was happy to discover "I still got it".

Dale is a great skater, of course, because he is good at everything he does. Bella was a little unstable (ok, a lot unstable) at first but before we knew it, she was out there skating laps by herself. And Rowan was perfectly content being pushed around the rink in his stroller.

Here are some pix from the day. The lighting was terrible, so I had to use my flash, giving everyone demon eyes.






Saturday, June 7, 2008

My Coveted Chocolate Cake Recipe

I got this recipe from my very favorite instructor in dental hygiene school. She made us this chocolate cake to enjoy after the final in her class just before graduation. Maybe it was the stress of the upcoming boards, but I think I had three pieces. It was so good! And I don't even like cake that much. This one, however, is De-Lish.

Preheat your oven to 325 degrees
In a small sauce pan, boil 1 cup of water
After it reaches a boil, add 4 squares semi-sweet baker's chocolate
Remove from heat, cover, and allow the chocolate to melt

In a large bowl:
Sift 3 cups flour
2 cups sugar
1 Tbsp soda
1 tea salt

In a small bowl combine:
1 cup buttermilk
1 cup oil
2 eggs
1 Tbsp vanilla
add melted chocolate and water

Add the liquid to the dry ingredients. Grease and flour three 8 or 9 inch round cake pans, and line them with wax or parchment paper. You can also use Pam instead of shortening. Bake for 30 minutes (do not over bake).

Frosting:
In a large mixing bowl using an elecric mixer, add together
1 cup (2 sticks) butter
1/2 cup cocoa
3 Tbsp vanilla
1 box (16 oz) powdered sugar
add enough milk to make spreadable.


Here comes the fun part- the decorating. Choose your favorite serving plate.




Line it with strips of wax or parchment paper.




Slap some frosting between each layer.




Use the rest of the frosting to ice the cake. I tried to get a little creative with the top...it turned out ok.




Gently remove the paper strips and voila! A clean plate.





Decorate the cake any way you want with edible herbs, flowers, or berries. I started off with mint. I grow it in my yard. If you don't, that's ok, just go find it in someone else's yard.





I added some lavender and Bella helped me place sugared blueberries.



Dale's Happy Birthday cake.


Official chef and co-chef.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

The Danger in Assumptions

I recently read Kaylee's blog and this recent post has inspired me to share a similar story that I am not so proud of, but since she wanted to teach ya'll a lesson on the danger of procrastinating, I thought I'd share a lesson myself.

Let me just say that with blogging, you can shine yourself in the best possible light. You only have to put out there what you want. Who's gonna be all Man! My PMS is raging today! I haven't done housework all week, and my marriage is teetering on the brink! So I am swallowing my pride a little with this post.

My story begins somewhere in February. As a hygienist, I am required to be registered with the State of Washington and maintain my license. I have to earn 15 continuing education credits per year, and each year on my birthday, renew my license. The way it works is that about a month before your birthday, they send you your new license with a little stub that you send back saying yes, you have completed at least 15 ce credits for the year. (You don't have to prove that you have done the classes, but you must have record of it in case you get audited.) You also have to pay a $40.00 renewal fee.

So I received my license in the mail and set it aside to take to work where it is displayed to reassure my patients that I do in fact know what I am doing, then I took the little pay stub and put it with our to-be-paid bills.

See, Dale pays all the bills. I am spoiled that way. I am perfectly capable of it, but he is willing to do the job and I must say, he's quite good at it. (In Dale's senior yearbook, he was voted "most reliable". Now don't you want someone like that paying your bills?) So by putting the stub with the other bills in this little wire rack that he organizes them in, I knew he would see it and pay it for me.

Now fast forward to Friday. I was looking for something around our desk/computer area and much to my horror, I discovered that my stub had somehow slipped through the wire rack and under our box of envelopes. Dale had never even seen it! It was 10 weeks late by this point. Then, taking a closer look, I see that if they receive it after your birthday, the cost doubles to $80.00! I was so mad...not at Dale, but at myself. I never should have just assumed he would see it and take care of it for me. I should have just taken the 2 minutes to sit down and write out the check and stick the stupid thing in the mail.

I am an on-the-ball type of person. I am never late, always responsible, I get stuff done. Oh, the story gets better! So when I found the stub I put it right in front of the keyboard to remind myself to do it (because I wasn't able to that very second), then I freaking spill coffee on it!! That just made my irresponsibility quotient go up about 10 points.

So the lesson you all can take away from this is to TELL your husband to do something for you, instead of assuming he will on his own :)


Thanks Jojee!















Kaylee's little sister Joanna (Joanna evolved into Jojo, which evolved into Jojee) heard my plea for the hard-to-find Austrailian ginger gummy bears and was able to track them down online for me.

So a big THANK YOU to Jojee!! I ordered them a few days ago and today when I got home from work, the box was on the porch! Just in time for Dale's birthday!

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Right Around the Corner...

So the STP is right around the corner and I'm sure most of you have been loosing sleep wondering how I am preparing for it...and at the same time you're probably pretty sick of the depressing earthquake post.

I am going to be going off on several different tangents here, so bear with me.

This first pic is of the 5am sunrise I took yesterday morning before I left for a ride to Olympia. Pretty, huh?


I have treated myself to some new goodies for my bike. These are my crazy pedals:


And some new shoes to go with my new pedals


I also treated myself to a new seat. Yes, I realize it is cheetah print with a butterfly on it, no need to laugh. It is great because it is designed just for a woman (don't make me explain any more than that.)
By the way, Erin, yes- that is the same seat that I returned when you were with me. I acutally changed my mind and decided it WAS worth the money, and bought it again. How 'bout me being indecisive, huh? Oh, and by the way, I heard Forever in Blue Jeans yesterday and I had the urge to go bust out a couple miles ;)



A few weeks ago I told Dale that for the STP I wanted to have matching shirts or something to make us stand out. Well, I didn't have to say much more, he not only quickly came up with one design, but two. This first one is the one we will wear at the half way point at the riders' camp. Now, let me just say, If you don't watch LOST (specifically season 2), this shirt will make no sense to you, and it will be too hard for me to explain. By the way, what are you doing not watching LOST??? It's the best. Go rent season 1 right now!
This is the front of the shirt:


And here is the back. The 101 stands for the half-way point in miles.




These are the shirts we will wear at the after-party in Portland. Dale is a big fan of the movie American Flyers, and if you are up on your 1985 cycling movies or are fluent in latin, then this will make sense to you.


I have decided to try and loose 5 pounds in the 6 weeks before the STP. Before I go any further, let me just say that in recent years I have found more peace with my body. I am 31 and have had 2 babies and I am far from perfect. I hover somewhere between hearty and scrawny. But I have decided to be thankful for what my body is instead of being critical of what my body isn't. Now, with that said, I want to try and drop a few lbs so I can ride like lightening, ha. Logic would say it should be pretty easy. It should just fall right off with how much I have been riding. So this past week, I have worked super hard. I rode my bike 130 miles (really...that's 2 Olympia runs, 45 miles on the CWT, and a handful of rides on the trainer) and was totally strict with what I ate. I drank tons of water, did all the stuff that usually works...and when I weighed myself on Saturday on the to-the-tenth digital scale...I had lost .2 lbs. Not 2 lbs, but .2 lbs. WTF??? Do I have to ride 200 miles in one week? Just eat lettuce?? I know, I am building muscle, blah blah blah, but it is SO frustrating!!

I'll wrap it up here. I have a piece of celery to go eat.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Earthquake Survival- New Information

The experts say that "The Big One" is right around the corner for those of us that live in Western Washington. I, personally, have never experienced an earthquake. There have been a few here in recent years, in particular a 6.8 that occurred in February 2001, but I was living in Yakima at the time, so I missed it.

I got this email this morning and I thought it was very interesting because it goes against everything you are taught and practiced in school on earthquake survival. It's worth a read:




EXTRACT FROM DOUG COPP'S ARTICLE ON THE: 'TRIANGLE OF LIFE'

My name is Doug Copp. I am the Rescue Chief and Disaster Manager of the American Rescue Team International (ARTI), the world's most experienced rescue team. The information in this article will save lives in an earthquake. I have crawled inside 875 collapsed buildings, worked with rescue teams from 60 countries, founded rescue teams in several countries, and I am a member of many rescue teams from many countries...I was the United Nations expert in Disaster Mitigation for two years. I have worked at every major disaster in the world since 1985, except for simultaneous disasters. The first building I ever crawled inside of was a school in Mexico City during the 1985 earthquake. Every child was under its desk. Every child was crushed to the thickness of their bones. They could have survived by lying down next to their desks in the aisles. It was obscene, unnecessary and I wondered why the children were not in the aisles. I didn't at the time know that the children were told to hide under something. Simply stated, when buildings collapse, the weight of the ceilings falling upon the objects or furniture inside crushes these objects, leaving a space or void next to them. This space is what I call the 'triangle of life'.



The larger the object, the stronger, the less it will compact. The less an object compacts, the larger the void, and the greater the probability that the person who is using this void for safety will not be injured. The next time you watch collapsed buildings on television, count the 'triangles' you see formed. They are everywhere. It is the most common shape, you will see in a collapsed building.



TIPS FOR EARTHQUAKE SAFETY



1) Most everyone who simply 'ducks and covers' WHEN BUILDINGS COLLAPSE are crushed to death. People who get under objects, like desks or cars, are crushed.



2) Cats, dogs and babies often naturally curl up in the fetal position. You should too in an earthquake... It is a natural safety/survival instinct. You can survive in a smaller void. Get next to an object, next to a sofa, next to a large bulky object that will compress slightly but leave a void next to it.



3) Wooden buildings are the safest type of construction to be in during an earthquake. Wood is flexible and moves with the force of the earthquake. If the wooden building does collapse, large survival voids are created. Also, the wooden building has less concentrated, crushing weight. Brick buildings will break into individual bricks. Bricks will cause many injuries but less squashed bodies than concrete slabs.



4) If you are in bed during the night and an earthquake occurs, simply roll off the bed. A safe void will exist around the bed. Hotels can achieve a much greater survival rate in earthquakes, simply by posting a sign on the back of the door of every room telling occupants to lie down on the floor, next to the bottom of the bed during an earthquake.

5) If an earthquake happens and you cannot easily escape by getting out the door or window, then lie down and curl up in the fetal position next to a sofa, or large chair.



6) Most everyone who gets under a doorway when buildings collapse is killed. How? If you stand under a doorway and the doorjamb falls forward or backward you will be crushed by the ceiling above. If the door jamb falls sideways you will be cut in half by the doorway. In either case, you will be killed!



7) Never go to the stairs. The stairs have a different 'moment of frequency' (they swing separately from the main part of the building). The stairs and remainder of the building continuously bump into each other until structural failure of the stairs takes place. The people who get on stairs before they fail are chopped up by the stair treads – horribly mutilated. Even if the building doesn't collapse, stay away from the stairs. The stairs are a likely part of the building to be damaged. Even if the stairs are not collapsed by the earthquake, they may collapse later when overloaded by fleeing people. They should always be checked for safety, even when the rest of the building is not damaged.



8) Get Near the Outer Walls Of Buildings Or Outside Of Them If Possible - It is much better to be near the outside of the building rather than the interior. The farther inside you are from the outside perimeter of the building the greater the probability that your escape route will be blocked.



9) People inside of their vehicles are crushed when the road above falls in an earthquake and crushes their vehicles; which is exactly what happened with the slabs between the decks of the Nimitz Freeway... The victims of the San Francisco earthquake all stayed inside of their vehicles. They were all killed. They could have easily survived by getting out and sitting or lying next to their vehicles. Everyone killed would have survived if they had been able to get out of their cars and sit or lie next to them. All the crushed cars had voids 3 feet high next to them, except for the cars that had columns fall directly across them.



10) I discovered, while crawling inside of collapsed newspaper offices and other offices with a lot of paper, that paper does not compact. Large voids are found surrounding stacks of paper.



Spread the word and save someone's life... The Entire world is experiencing natural calamities so be prepared!



'We are but angels with one wing, it takes two to fly'



In 1996 we made a film, which proved my survival methodology to be correct. The Turkish Federal Government, City of Istanbul, University of Istanbul Case Productions and ARTI cooperated to film this practical, scientific test. We collapsed a school and a home with 20 mannequins inside. Ten mannequins did 'duck and cover,' and ten mannequins I used in my 'triangle of life' survival method. After the simulated earthquake collapse we crawled through the rubble and entered the building to film and document the results. The film, in which I practiced my survival techniques under directly observable, scientific conditions, relevant to building collapse, showed there would have been zero percent survival for those doing duck and cover.

There would likely have been 100 percent survivability for people using my method of the 'triangle of life.' This film has been seen by millions of viewers on television in Turkey and the rest of Europe, and it was seen in the USA, Canada and Latin America on the TV program “Real TV.”

Monday, May 26, 2008

Quote of the Day

I shouldn't have titled this one "Quote of the Day", because I have no intentions on posting a daily quote, but it sounded better than "Quote of Whenever I Come Across a Great One and Wish to Put it on My Blog"

This is my favorite quote. I'd love to give someone credit for it, but I heard it so long ago...I think I heard it from one of my favorite teachers in high school, Mr. Baugh. Anyway...

"When opportunity knocks, you'd better have your bags packed and waiting by the door."

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Melissa


I snapped this picture of my friend Melissa while we were in our friend Haley's kitchen earlier this evening. She was just looking so cute.

Melissa is beau-ti-ful. Her eyes are the most amazing shade of green. I didn't even know they were such a color until we'd worked together for about a year. She'd always worn blue contacts. One day she shows up for work, and I was like "You have green eyes?" and she's all "yeah, I tore one of the blue ones, and so I have to wear clear ones for now. I hate my green eyes." I then lectured her, saying that I would give anything to have eyes so beautiful, and that she should appreciate that God gave her such unique features. She never went back to the blue contacts again.

I am SO jealous.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Travel Awards

Sometimes while I am cleaning teeth I daydream. Ok, all the time. For some reason today, I was thinking about the places I have gone. I love to fly, and like to consider myself pretty well-traveled, so with that...I have decided to present a few awards.

Most Beautiful City to Fly Into:
Seattle. No, not because that is home to me, it's the mountains, the water, the city, the islands. So pretty. Close second: Chicago.

Nicest Airport: Detroit. No need to adjust your glasses, I said Detroit. Close Second: Cincinnati.

Airport Where I Had to Dodge Falling Ceiling Tiles: Houston.

The Little Airport That Could: Portland.

Airport Where the Gate Workers Stood There and Watched Me Struggle to Fold Up a Stoller With One Hand While I held an 8 Month Old in the Other: Orlando

Airport Where Dale and I Were Running to Make our Connection and I Wiped Out in Front of About 100 People and Both my Shoes Flew Off: LAX

Airport of Total Mayhem: Newark

Airport Where I Saw a President: JFK (New York- I saw Jimmy Carter- how cool, huh?)

Best Airport Experience While Traveling With Kids: Baltimore

Airport With the Best BBQ: Dallas

Airport Terrain That You'd Expect to be Mountainous, But it's Surprisingly Flat: Denver

Most intimidating Airport Workers: Frankfurt

Nicest Airline Employees: Hawaiian

Rudest Airline Employees: American

Feel free to add to my list. Courtney, I'm expecting to hear from you!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Shopping With Erin

Since Erin and I both had the day off today, we decided to hit Tacoma for some shopping. It was the first day of the Nordstrom half yearly sale, so that was a must. We both found a few great items there.

Then I had some business at one of the bicycle stores nearby (if you are thinking about taking up road biking, think again. It is a crazy expensive hobby. You may end up having to sell off your firstborn).

After that, we had Pho for lunch and great conversation, then headed off to Trader Joe's. See, Dale's birthday is coming up soon, and I have been on a quest to find his favorite ginger gummy bears. They used to sell them at World Market in Olympia, then one day, no more gummy bears. When I asked them about when they would get more in, they had no idea what I was talking about. I have had no luck finding them online, even ebay, but then I heard they sell them at Trader Joe's. I was actually planning on buying their whole supply. Well...as my shopping luck would go, we got there and found no gummy bears. When I asked one of the workers about them, I got that old fashioned deer-in-the-headlights look.

Either way, it was a great day and I always have a good time hanging out with Erin (even if she does workout to Neil Diamond).

Here she is, waiting patiently for me.















Look! The dream dress I have been searching for.















What's a day out without a self-portrait?

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Who Moved My Cheese?











I think it is part of human nature to fear change. Everyone is guilty of it to some degree. I certainly am. When things are comfortable and predictable it is easy to become complacent. Why take a risk when things are fine just the way they are? That is a mindset that I try to avoid as I age. I never want to get old and cranky and set in my ways. I have observed throughout the years that people who are resistant to change are often unhappy. Have you ever noticed that some people would rather be miserable than accept that things change and that's just how it is?

The ability to embrace change is an asset. My great friend and coworker, Janie, who is 30 years my senior, deals with change like that's what she was born to do. "I just roll with it," she says. She is one of the calmest, most lighthearted people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.

I read this book for the first time about 5 years ago when I received it as a gift, and I re-read it about once a year. I love how it is written. The author takes a complex subject and turns it into a simple, fun to read story. (I actually attempted to give a summary, then deleted it. It sounded too much like a
7th grade book report.)

So do yourself a favor, and buy this book. Don't get it from a library...own your own copy. You will need it to refer back to. It is an easy, fast read, and it will make you a better person.

My Mother's Day

Late last week, I told my coworker, Melissa, about my Mother's Day gift. She was like "UH! Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?!!...And why isn't this on your blog??!" So here goes...An Official Blog Post About My Mother's Day Gift.

When I got home from work on Friday (before MD) Bella met me at the door and asked me to go downstairs and play with her. I was like "Hang on, Bella, I have a few things to do." She kept asking and I kept putting her off. About the fourth time, I agreed and followed her downstairs, where she led me into our workout room. When I walked in, I realised there was a sign hanging from my bike. It read:

STP or Bust
We want you to succeed
Happy Mother's Day!
Love, Bella and Rowan
(and dad, too!)

So of course I get a lump in my throat. Then I notice that the seat on my bike is different and I thought, Dale bought me a new seat for Mother's Day! How sweet! Then I looked at his bike (about 2 feet from mine) and see that he has the same seat then I look back at my bike and back at his and back at mine and then it donned on me that they were matching bikes.

Yeah! No more Target Special (that was what I called my old bicycle). My new bike is simply awesome. It has a aluminum/carbon fiber frame and the whole thing only weighs 15 lbs. The next morning I did an Olympia-and-back, and it only took 2 hours and 20 mins- That's 20 minutes faster than my best time on my old bike. It is fast and smooth. Man, I am starting to sound as annoying as Dale in this post!

The one thing that has taken some getting used to is that the shifters don't indicate which gear you are in (I am the type that has to know what's going on at all times...speed, distance, gear, time) and when I asked Dale about this, he was like "Why do you need to know what gear you are in? If it's too hard, shift down, if it's too easy, shift up." That's his logical brain for you. I often catch myself looking down and counting sprokets, just because. I guess I am weird that way. He did accessorize my bike with a little computer that tells me all the other stats. He was probably tired of me asking him every time we rode together "How much time has passed? How many miles have we gone? What is our speed?"

I am really, really excited to have a decent bike for the STP. I might actually be able to keep up with Dale (for the first 5 miles, anyway!)

Friday, May 16, 2008

Hygienists Get Cavities Too

A crazily insane day I had today.

The other day I was inspecting my teeth and I discovered what I thought might be a teensy little cavity on the cheek side of one of my molars (a buccal pit on #31, to be exact). So I find one of my trusty dental tools and stick it in the spot...sure enough, I gave myself a zinger and I knew that could only mean one thing. It was a cavity, sho'nuf.

Fast forward to this morning. I finished my 8:00 patient with a few minutes to spare. I reviewed the schedule for the day, decided that Dr. Bowers would have time to fill my tooth at 12:00, and went to tell him just that (or boss around the boss, a particular talent of mine).

*tangent alert* It was 90 degrees today. The schedule for the day was fairly light. So everyone agreed that we should rearrange the patients, and have the later afternoon ones all come in early/during our lunch hour, so we could all get off early to enjoy the fabulous weather. It sounded like a great idea.

Well, when I told Dr. Bowers that I put myself in the schedule at noon, he said "Let's just get it done right now. Room 4 is open." Mind you, it's 8:50 and I have a 9:00 patient, and I reminded Dr. of this, but it didn't phase him in the slightest. "Don't worry", he says "I'll get it done quick."

So he gets in there and pokes around my tooth and sure enough, there was a tiny cavity. Then he says that the existing chewing surface (occlusal, for all of you in the know) filling of that tooth has seen better days, and since we are already filling the buccal pit, why not redo the whole thing? Sounded good to me, since that old filling always seemed kind of blob-like anyway. So he numbs me up and starts drilling away. And drills and drills and finally when he's done it's 9:20. Remember, I have a 9:00 patient patiently waiting to have her teeth cleaned and since I HATE running behind, I told Dr. Bowers not to fill my tooth, that it was good and numb and we could just fill it after I was done with my patient.

Well since I started on my 9:00 patient late, I ran late staring my 10:00 patient. Oh, and remember that in the mean time they called in all the afternoon patients early? The day quickly went from manageable to complete craziness. We have 5 rooms (operatories) and all 5 were scheduled back to back, which meant no where to squeeze me in to have my tooth filled. When I was finishing my 10:00 patient, my poor, drilled out, exposed tooth was waking up and aching big time. But again, there was no chair open for me, so I called Dr. Bowers into the sterilization room and told him to re-numb my tooth so I could have some pain relief. So he gave me a shot, literally as we stood there.

It worked and calmed my tooth down for another hour. We kept trying to find a time to finish my filling but it was a day of total chaos. Over and over I had to call him on the radio to meet me in the sterilization room to re-numb my tooth. The strange thing was that each time he injected it, the faster it wore off. (I actually learned about this in school, it's a condition called tachyphylaxis where you quickly become tolerant to the anesthetic when it's administered over and over. Oddly enough, I have never had a patient have it...yet it happens to ME!

Finally, 6 hours and 7 shots later, I received my new filling. Dr. Bowers felt terrible that I had to go through that and kept apologizing, even though I kept saying it was no big deal.

Oh, and remember how we were supposed to get off early since it was Friday and a hot day? Well, I not only worked through lunch, and saw all my patients and was myself a patient, I then had a stack of charts a mile high to catch up on at the end of the day...and didn't clock out until 5:15. Man...

But my day ended great. I rode my bike home (by the way, it was National Ride Your Bike to Work Day) and Dale had the kids ready to go and said he wanted to pick up something good for dinner and go somewhere fun to eat it. So we got all kinds of good stuff (sandwiches, sushi, edamame, eclairs, a Ritter Sport...) and headed out to Priest Point Park. Here are some pics:







Thursday, May 15, 2008

Hey People...Help Me Out Here!

Ok everyone...I need your suggestions. You see, I have been riding my bike like, a gazillion miles a day. I get up early and ride it on the trainer, then get ready for work, pop the bike off the trainer, ride it to work, and ride it again home, AND have been doing Olympia runs on the weekends. So what I am getting at here is that I am SOOOOOOOOOO bored with the music on my MP3. I could go crazy. Actually, I haven't even been using it the past week or so because at this point I would just rather ride my bike in silence.

So what are your favorite songs to workout/run/bike/cut a rug to?
I want to hear from all of you!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Raindrops On My Hostas

My mom teaches at an alternative high school where each year they have a career day. Mom always recruits me, my sister and brother to speak at it. I discuss dentistry, of course, while Jenny and her co-worker talk about being an accountant/CPA, and Eric speaks on small business ownership (he's our little entrepreneur and recently opened his own machine shop- He inspires me!).
I'll be honest...I dread it. I mean really- who likes public speaking? Not me. But the goofy thing is that I get myself all nervous about it, then when I am up there, it's totally no big deal. It's never as bad as I think it will be. The kids are great and usually ask lots of questions so it makes the 40 minutes (yikes!) fly right buy.
Before I left the house this morning for my big, SO exciting, edge-of-your-seat presentation, I took these photos. I find that meandering around my yard taking pictures of random things is surprisingly calming (that and wandering through bookstores- I know- nerd).

Anyway, here are my some pics of my dewey hosta leaves.



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