Monday, November 30, 2009

My Friend Gracie

Thanksgiving was awesome. We carpooled home to the ranch with Sierra and Nate. Less awesome was my brother-in-law's amazing ability to gleek on demand while forcing Kris and I to undergo twelve hours of servitude in the back seat of his Subaru. I may or may not have developed an Australian accent as a result.

At any rate, Colorado was fantastic. We spent two full days just hanging out at the ranch, hiking, eating my mum's rolls, gobbling Katie's pies, and chopping wood for the winter. Well, Kris chopped wood with Nate, Dad, and Collin. I hung out with my brother's two-year-old. I love that kid. She's about the cutest thing ever and pretty dang smart. We played "Lucky Duck" and she beat me every time. I nearly beat her when she stayed with us overnight and refused to sleep from the hours of 1:30 am until 4:30 am. I'm not kidding, she watched the original Herbie the Love Bug movie without blinking an eye.

My nephew Gordon is getting pretty cute too. My dad is fully in love with him and this is a picture of Gordy in Papa's hat.

Do you think we left the dog in a kennel somewhere? We did not. Hunter's favorite thing is going to the ranch. This time he got to play with my parent's dogs and climbing cliffs. Who knew: our labrador retriever is terrified of water but not of heights. No wonder he wound up in the pound, the lousy mutt :)

At this moment Kris is fondling our new laptop and I'm getting ready to tinker on some stuff for Sierra's wedding. It's a good family night at the Bell's house!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

True Confessions

1) I have a purely platonic crush on Scotty Hamilton--you know, back-flips-on-ice-Olympic champion, giggles-a lot-skating commentator, Scotty Hamilton.
2)I finally like a John Mayer song and the lyrics are awful. Dang that plucky guitar!
3)Last night I abused my dog by clipping his nails--just ask him.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Wuv, Twu Wuv

So my baby sister is engaged at last! Kris and I took their engagement photos and we think Sierra and Nate are pretty cute together. I'm particularly proud of this picture, which I think shows the absolute truth about men and women preparing for a wedding. The photo is rather prescient, don't you think?

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Rad Picture I Didn't Take

7th Grade Poem

Your unfocused gray eyes
stare somewhere near me—
I’m supposed to teach you,
to open up worlds of wonder
subjunctive clauses
and I wonder:
do I even know
what that means
Bring a pencil.
Capitalize that letter.
Stop poking him!
I just said that.
And yes,
by heaven, beneath those hollowed-
out cheeks and caramel lattes
you are a
twelve years grown,
plumpness fallen off like summer
a sapling still.

I’m torn

between loving and loathing
right down from that fabulous scarf
to your mischievous grin…

I too wish it was June
that we were planting seeds
in sun-shot soil
and wading
in cut-offs and baggy t-shirts
with rock band slogans,
goose-bumped flesh carving
a pond’s metallic surface,
laughing at dandelion tufts
so awkwardly splayed
across the current
by the grace of their own weight’s tension
tiny miracles
waltzing on the water.

But it’s fall now
and we have no other lake
than this sienna carpet
banked in by cinderblock white,

no seeds save commas, adjectives
and Tuck Everlasting’s “One True Meaning”

but I’m trying—please believe me, child,

oh, child—to show you in each fat
petal (comma) crisp zucchini (comma) and
succulent pear (comma) that life
is more stunning
than your mascara-ed face, more


It comes out a lot like
shut up and sit down
when I mean


be counted

see the beauty of your own calloused hands.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

So lately Kris has been on a kick about buying a two-seater toilet. Don't ask. But Cynthia sent me this cartoon today, and now I'm starting to think that Kris might not be as alone in his fetish as I thought. He just better not get any bright ideas about sizing for the seats. It's hard being married to a skinny man...

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Who needs those little wooden sticks anyway?