2.02.2009
Back to blogging
After a few months' fascination with Facebook and the ease of uploading photos there, I've decided to go back to blogging for a while. I like the idea of telling stories, and Facebook, while providing a lot of entertainment in it's own way, doesn't quite suit that need at the moment. So here I am. :)
Sunday afternoon I met Claire and Cindy for lunch at Cindy's house. We all go back to Seattle days, though Claire is still experiencing Seattle days. Claire brought some licorice tea from Queen Anne Hill, my former home. It required a tea bag. This is what a tea bag looks like when it's constructed of things Cindy just has lying around the house.
The making of tea.
Over the months Cindy and I would do "French Dip Tuesdays", so it
was perfect that she whipped some sandwiches up.
The three of us.
Afterward I traveled home to my parent's house where I met my sister and her kids for dinner with my dad. This is Aidan, we're preparing to go out and crush the ice on the creek.
My talented husband is making a book. He had this great idea of getting people to sign personal photo album pages at our wedding then bind them into a book, and already it looks great and I love it. So I got out all of the heavy books in the house to help press the homemade book covers straight. All of our heavy important books are about Jesus, although there's one in there about Benjamin Franklin that I checked out at the library. It's been sequestered for more important things than reading.
Sunday afternoon I met Claire and Cindy for lunch at Cindy's house. We all go back to Seattle days, though Claire is still experiencing Seattle days. Claire brought some licorice tea from Queen Anne Hill, my former home. It required a tea bag. This is what a tea bag looks like when it's constructed of things Cindy just has lying around the house.
The making of tea.
Over the months Cindy and I would do "French Dip Tuesdays", so itwas perfect that she whipped some sandwiches up.
The three of us.
Afterward I traveled home to my parent's house where I met my sister and her kids for dinner with my dad. This is Aidan, we're preparing to go out and crush the ice on the creek.
My talented husband is making a book. He had this great idea of getting people to sign personal photo album pages at our wedding then bind them into a book, and already it looks great and I love it. So I got out all of the heavy books in the house to help press the homemade book covers straight. All of our heavy important books are about Jesus, although there's one in there about Benjamin Franklin that I checked out at the library. It's been sequestered for more important things than reading.
12.16.2008
12.13.2008
11.25.2008
Two Months Tomorrow
Two months tomorrow, it's gone by fast. These are courtesy of Caroline Clark, www.stilllightphotography.com
It was a really, really, really (x3) great day. I couldn't feel happier about it all, and everything since.
11.22.2008
An Update! Finally!
Singing at the Thanksgiving Talent Show with members of our new single's ward. No primary for me! Now Dennis just has to do all the work.
11.04.2008
10.17.2008
Kentucky
We went on our honeymoon to Costa Rica AND Kentucky, but I just feel like posting about Kentucky today! Here are lots of pictures-
We visited lots of people Dennis knows in Kentucky, that was one of the best parts, getting to know these great people. This is Melinda, she was Dennis' coworker while he was in law school. I ordered something called a 'Hot Brown', sort of a staple in Kentucky, which was basically a mound of melted cheese and gravy. Yeah, it was delicious. :)
Dennis graces the halls of University of Kentucky with his graduating class-
The Dixie Bell! We went to Shaker Town and rode this riverboat with the over-60 set. We met a preacher's wife who took some good photos of us. But I took this one. I love this photo of Dennis-
Another person we met up with, Kristy! She was fun to talk to-
I had a great time meeting Terry. Terry is one of Dennis' relatives. We went across the street in this small town where he has lived all his life to a diner for lunch and spent an hour and a half talking. He tells great stories. The diner we ate at had a home-baked pineapple turnover cake for dessert and a surly waitress. Definitely worth the stop-
More of Dennis' extended family, what were originally The Englands, though now they've branched out and gotten married and added people. Jerry and Sheryl hosted us for a night and cooked a good meal. We had the women in one room, the men in the other for dinner. THAT of course made conversation free-flowing at the women's table. :) Dennis recorded some video of everyone that night at dinner-
One of our favorites-
Me at the Keeneland horse races. I've spent a large portion of my life wanting to see a horse race, and Kentucky is the place to do it. It was so fun! The horses are really beautiful, and it was a slightly-rainy day in the middle of the week when we picked up Dennis' friend Devin and went over, so I got a front row standing spot. Dennis and I picked horses, his came in third, mine came in fourth-
Number 9, picked by me strictly for aesthetic reasons involving turquoise-
We visited lots of people Dennis knows in Kentucky, that was one of the best parts, getting to know these great people. This is Melinda, she was Dennis' coworker while he was in law school. I ordered something called a 'Hot Brown', sort of a staple in Kentucky, which was basically a mound of melted cheese and gravy. Yeah, it was delicious. :)
Dennis graces the halls of University of Kentucky with his graduating class-
The Dixie Bell! We went to Shaker Town and rode this riverboat with the over-60 set. We met a preacher's wife who took some good photos of us. But I took this one. I love this photo of Dennis-
Another person we met up with, Kristy! She was fun to talk to-
I had a great time meeting Terry. Terry is one of Dennis' relatives. We went across the street in this small town where he has lived all his life to a diner for lunch and spent an hour and a half talking. He tells great stories. The diner we ate at had a home-baked pineapple turnover cake for dessert and a surly waitress. Definitely worth the stop-
More of Dennis' extended family, what were originally The Englands, though now they've branched out and gotten married and added people. Jerry and Sheryl hosted us for a night and cooked a good meal. We had the women in one room, the men in the other for dinner. THAT of course made conversation free-flowing at the women's table. :) Dennis recorded some video of everyone that night at dinner-
One of our favorites-
Me at the Keeneland horse races. I've spent a large portion of my life wanting to see a horse race, and Kentucky is the place to do it. It was so fun! The horses are really beautiful, and it was a slightly-rainy day in the middle of the week when we picked up Dennis' friend Devin and went over, so I got a front row standing spot. Dennis and I picked horses, his came in third, mine came in fourth-
Number 9, picked by me strictly for aesthetic reasons involving turquoise-
10.15.2008
Neighbors and Tomatoes
I'm settling into our house now, which means Dennis gave me liberty to do things like paint the downstairs room and pull weeds out of the driveway. I was doing that, pulling the weeds, the other day when my neighbor to the west wandered over. He had gray hair, a pot belly, and overalls on, and was smoking a cigarette.
He came up and I said "Hi, just pulling some weeds." He grunted, looked across the street and said that the neighbor there sometimes comes and sprays our driveway with weed killer, and that was probably the way to go. He then grunted again and offered me tomatoes from the giant plant in the front of their house. Then as I said "my name is Sarah, by the way", he simply turned and went back in his house. I'm not sure the proper exchange of names was completed, but it's begun! He lives there with his brother, and one of them has just put up a new stained-glass creation in the side window facing our house featuring a bubble-blowing fish. Let's just call it... lively.
Next his brother came out. Same description, except wearing jean-short cutoffs. I said "Good morning", to which he replied... nothing. He ambled over to the side of the house, stared at the afore-mentioned stained glass window, then turned and walked back into the house. This may just be optimistic thinking, but I think we are now friends. I can't wait to take them cookies at Christmas time. I'm thinking fish-shaped. Until then, it's my mission to accomplish the exchanging of names. Let the games begin.
He came up and I said "Hi, just pulling some weeds." He grunted, looked across the street and said that the neighbor there sometimes comes and sprays our driveway with weed killer, and that was probably the way to go. He then grunted again and offered me tomatoes from the giant plant in the front of their house. Then as I said "my name is Sarah, by the way", he simply turned and went back in his house. I'm not sure the proper exchange of names was completed, but it's begun! He lives there with his brother, and one of them has just put up a new stained-glass creation in the side window facing our house featuring a bubble-blowing fish. Let's just call it... lively.
Next his brother came out. Same description, except wearing jean-short cutoffs. I said "Good morning", to which he replied... nothing. He ambled over to the side of the house, stared at the afore-mentioned stained glass window, then turned and walked back into the house. This may just be optimistic thinking, but I think we are now friends. I can't wait to take them cookies at Christmas time. I'm thinking fish-shaped. Until then, it's my mission to accomplish the exchanging of names. Let the games begin.
9.09.2008
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