My Brother Likes Cars. A Lot.

My Mom took my brother and me to the mall. As we're looking for a parking spot, he says: "Quick! Take a picture! Take a picture!" and, knowing by instinct, he meant me to take a picture of a car, I took a picture of the cool car directly in front of us:

But he did not mean that one. He meant this one:

So this one's for you, Nephi. You car fanatic, you.

Family = Built in Friends!

 Everyone loves little Lamby. Lamby likes to take naps, read, and be clean! Her favorite color is white, and she hates all food. Do not feed her food. She really, really does NOT like food.

 Lips glossed! See? SO PRETTY!

 Happy birthday, Laken! Now you are all grown up!

 Look, a little ballerina! And her baby sister! ....and her aunt who is also a peer!

 Don't you just love her teeth?

Who can resist photographing such a beautiful iris?

 Here we are visiting Benjamin. Look at Anika's face on the right! So cute!

 We had a lot of fun playing!

 Sometimes, when the kids ask me, "can I...?" I begin to ask them, "Do I look like your mother?" which I usually correct with, "AM I your mother?" because yes, I do look like our mother!

....My head is bigger.

 Benjamin showed us where they keep the horses and other pets.

Our little comedian.

Lovely Blooms

Roses are Sepia

My sister had such beautiful roses for her wedding.

Food I LOVE.

Some foods you eat because it's what is being served. Other foods, because you think you should eat it. Or maybe it's good enough for consumption.

Other foods, you LOVE.

This is the food that you get excited about eating. Maybe you can only get it from a certain place, or during a certain time of the year. One thing is for certain: it is delicious.


Here is my list of foods I love:
(In no particular order, but ice cream really is first.)
1. Ice cream (Especially raspberry, butter pecan, and Phish food (thanks to Enoch).).
2. Watermelon!
3. Raspberries.
4. Milk. Also chocolate milk. Also strawberry milk.
5. Walnuts.
6. Ice cream cake.
7. Kiwis.
8. Cheese.
9. Yogurt.
10. Bananas
11. Ok, most fruit.
12. Coconut cream pie.
13. "Hawaiian Wedding Cake"
14. Cucumbers

and

15. Cool whip! Haha!

Basically.... fruit and dairy. Yep. Fruit and dairy together is heavenly, have you noticed? IE, a smoothie made from milk and/or coconut milk and fruit (or juice concentrate)? Strawberries dipped in milk chocolate? Bananas cut up in vanilla ice cream? Or Blueberries buried in yogurt?

Divine!

The Hunt is On.

It is time for me to buy a car: that's right, a modern transportation device of substantial power, speed, and ...weather protection. IE, not a bike.

...which is what I have been using, up until now. Yes, I am an adult, why do you ask? 

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???

....oh.

Moving on! (Literally and figuratively).

My hope is to find an inexpensive toyota, honda, or subaru in the area that has less than 150,000 miles on the engine and gets more than 20 miles to the gallon.

Is that so much to ask?

um...

Apparently so. Wish me luck.

Hello, Anne. And other Anne.

Why is it that when I'm busy in the semester, I am more productive than when it's summer, and I have nothing I have to do all day, but all I do is brush my teeth and read? Oh, and I run. And I do yoga. And I lift weights. And I watch children. And I clean a house occupied by ten people (plus guests). And I read.  And then I read some more.

Oh, I love reading!

I just finished reading Anne Frank: the Diary of a Young Girl for the second time. How interesting that the first time I read it, I felt deeply connected with the author (whose age when writing the diary I was when reading the diary), and now, holy cow! She is crazy!

Very self centered, though she does try to pull out of it. Also, she starts referring to herself in the third person a lot about halfway, 3/4 the way through. What does that indicate? That she's going crazy?

Because she also describes how lately she thinks there are two Anne's, and she relates how they both struggle against each other, fighting for the control of Anne's body. Why is this okay? It is not okay.

So, to sum up, a lot of time this work is praised for its insight into the mind of a young girl and interest in being about Jews in hiding in occupied Holland.

However.

It actually ought to be praised for its insight into the mind of a young girl who goes crazy after staying in the same five rooms for two years, creating multiple people within herself in order to populate her circle of friends.