Tuesday, September 1, 2009

77 Dozen in One Day

A couple from my ward invited several families over for a corn party.  We husked and husked.
And husked some more...
Just to get to the good part.
I'm grateful for the generosity of this family...  I will think of them often this winter as I enjoy the fruits of our labors.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Hi! My name is...

Sometimes I feel like an alcoholic working at a bar...


Saturday, August 22, 2009

Commuting

My daily drive to work has two major components:
My car cd player and the Indiana cornfields.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Wordle

This is a fun new website to play around on... http://www.wordle.net/

I'm excited about the possiblity of making my own scrapbook paper. Check it out!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Namesakes

My family, like others, recycles names every couple of generations.  Recently we had the namesakes for my grandma (pictured below) and her husband (who incidentally, is my grandpa and not pictured below) together.
These two are first-cousins once removed who meet for the first time in a graveyard in Indiana. Family reunions can be strange... not to mention the people who you meet there. (I love you all!) We couldn't resist taking pictures of them.
Baby I* is particular about his personal space.  No one gets in unless he wants them in.  Baby B* is almost a year older than I* despite the fact that they are the same size.
It was great to have cousins and siblings to search for Garr graves with!

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Unfriendly Neighbors

I came home from Brazil last month to some new neighbors.
We've spent the past month scaring each other as I walk in and out of my front door. Unfortunately, my front door also doubles as my only door.
Every morning the screen door swings and wings flutter frantically. Both of us mutter under our breath about the other. I'm sure that the robins have been complaining about my arrival... from their perspective they were there first.
This week's variation has included the parents dive bombing me as I try to unlock and lock my door. And the mutter has turned into angry yelled insults. Robins are vocal and protective birds.

Not to mention messy... my porch is gross! Bless the mailman's heart for putting my package right under their nest.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Greetings from Minneapolis!


Claes Oldenburg & Coosje Van Bruggen's Spoonbridge and Cherry