Tuesday, October 27, 2009
We also dug up our geraniums on the advice of Harold and Cleone (our beloved elderly neighbors and general garden gurus), placed the roots in paper sacks, and stashed them (the plants, not our neighbors...no elderly abuse here!) in the basement until spring. We'll see if ever they shall bloom again. I have faith that they will.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
And this is a picture of Hunter's new favorite thing...hiding beneath the desk so we don't put him out for the night.
All I can say is that you people better hope we have children someday. Otherwise, you'll likely be hearing more about this dog than you ever wanted to.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday: Crock pot Pork Roast and Potatoes
Tuesday: Pork and Broccoli Teriyaki Bowls
Thursday: Sweet Pork Burritos
Friday: Pulled Pork BBQ Sandwiches and Corn on the Cobb
This week's sign that marriage makes you weirder: We had friends over for dinner last night, and we fed them funeral potatoes. Oh, and Kris woke up one night this week certain that Sam's toenails were mice and they were out to get him. Only the second part was true.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sam spent most of the summer scavenging and canning cherries, apricots, peaches and plums. Last weekend we canned 30 quarts of grape juice. We're still waiting to see if it ferments or not...
So all things taken, life's pretty good. Kris spends his days discovering new tricks in Microsoft Excel (sorry for the product placement) and Sam spends hers explaining that the curious little dot so often seen in print is a period and it goes at the ends of sentences.
Hunter, our pound puppy, chews on things he is not supposed to while patiently waiting for his people to come home. We only let him live because he has also learned to shake, roll-over and perform other useless but amusing tricks.