Help us fight leukemia and lymphoma!


Sam and I are competing in a triathlon with Team in Training to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. We're doing this to get fit, to meet the challenge of completing a triathlon (1000 meter swim -- almost a mile, 28 mile bike, 6 mile run), and to raise money for a good cause.

Some of you know that my Uncle Hap is fighting chronic lymphocytic leukemia right now, my brother H.R. defeated Hodgkin's lymphoma about 15 years ago, and my Dad's (and Uncle Hap's) mother passed away from blood cancer. We've had leukemia and lymphoma affect three generations of our family. Let's stop it from attacking a fourth.

You can donate online at my personal Team in Training site.

Sam's site will be online tomorrow, and I'll put a link up. I'll also be sending out an email as well as snail mail, so you'll be reminded in many ways! Know that every dollar counts, so please donate anything that you can. We'll also take offers of babysitting, as we have to train 6 days a week. More details to come.

Thanks, C&C!


Welcome, welcome, welcome...


Nina would be proud.

It truly is a new dawn, a new day...

And this old world
is a new world
And a bold world
For me

And I'm feeling good.

Baby Girl is six months old!!


BG out.

How I feel about stats:


song chart memes
more music charts

Now I'm ready to close my eyes, and now I'm ready to close my mind


RIP Ron Asheton, who put the fun in Funhouse, one of my all-time favorite albums. So much so, that when the complete Funhouse sessions boxset came out in 2001, I could listen to an entire CD of versions of "Loose."

Ahh, perfection.

Wuv, Twue Wuv...


My BFF Patty is gettin' mawied!

Matt proposed to her at the site of their second date in Rocheport, MO last week. This photo is right after the fact.

"Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam...And wuv, tru wuv, will fowow you foweva..."

Congratulations. You cannot know how happy I am for you both to have found each other. May neither of you ever wake each other up in the middle of the night by shining a flashlight in the other's eye.

I love the smell of napalm on New Year's Eve


It has become a New Year's Eve tradition for us to have a super-informal, BYO everything get-together amongst a small group of friends. We play Apples to Apples (and I kick ass, hands down. well, at least this year) and eat a lot of sugar. Last time we toasted chicken legs, this time it was pork.

But the best part is the Christmas tree burning. Anyone who wants to bring their tree does, and we burn them in the back yard. Yes, in the middle of the City. Everyone else shoots guns, and this doesn't involve stray bullets...

Dry pine + gasoline = AWESOMENESS.

After burning our trees, Sam and Tom trolled the alleys looking for more. And found more. Next year we're buying every tree on clearance just to have more fire.

Holiday Aftermath Part II


I'm a little down. I always get bummed out after something really exciting is over, and this year has been exciting, indeed. I was also uber-stressed about doing the holidays with Ophelia after she had just gotten into a napping and sleeping schedule, and while she's teething and crabby. And I paid the price for it. But, now things can get back to normal, and she doesn't care. It's just that the only thing in the world that can really just kill a mom is feeling like you can't make your baby happy.

I'm also not looking forward to going back to work and school, and I have some work I need to get done before those things begin again in the next week or two.

But, we've had a wonderful year, and I couldn't be more grateful for our beautiful daughter, our wonderful family and friends, our home, our jobs, and the opportunities we've been given. I think '09 is gonna be a good one too.

Anyway, many exciting moments of the last week or so to share through photos:

Ophelia is starting to eat rice cereal and LOVES it. Tonight she kept grabbing the spoon and shoving it in her mouth. These photos are from her very first feeding!

These photos are from Christmas morning, and are probably my favorite photos of her yet. I absolutely refuse to use a flash (which is why so many of my photos are dark. And blurry. Though I like to think of them as "arty." :) ) but here the light was good. I priced some of the fancy digital SLR cameras at Best Buy this week but they are waaaaay out of my price league. I'd love to have one so that I could manually focus and take better photos without the flash. But I digress... Look how adorable she is!!!!

Lana made her a bunch of totally cool leg warmers from socks, and these snowflake ones are my favorites. She wore them three days in a row. Slept in 'em once too.

These are just some cute (and dark) photos of Sam and O:

A first family Christmas self-portrait

Mutt tires of Christmas

Highlight of our week: O's Aunt Erin is in town!

Erin and Colleen getting their O fix

A totally rad Christmas gift from my mom was The Peekaru, a fleecy vest that goes over a baby carrier so I can keep O and I warm while we're outside. Bask in its awesomeness! Ophelia loved it, we were both toasty, and we got lots of attention on our walk to Bread Co.

And there ain't nuthin' cuter than a naked baby. I do have some with her toes in her mouth but they're from a little too revealing angle for the blogosphere...Maybe I'll crop them and post later.

I also haven't had a chance to talk about all the pork we have. We have lots of pork. A whole pig of pork, actually. This is one attempt to reduce our carbon footprint, to know the health and well-being of our food from cradle to our mouths, to buy locally, and to save money. But rather than me try to describe the how and why, I'll send you to Larissa's post about the hog harvest. She and Jason are our friends and local farmers, who raised Dagmar and Cocoa from piglet to plate. It's a darn good thing they're doin', and if it weren't for them, it would have been difficult for us to be so close to our meat. Our (half) cow comes next, in a few weeks. That will be a pro job, however. If this sounds at all appealing to you, read Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life. And thanks to Lindsay for not shutting up about that book when she first read it. :)