Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Tagged again... And a cute pic of penny :)



Well.. once again I have been tagged.. I don't think this is the same tag I had a few months ago - but if it is I guess you can all enjoy it again... (the picture of penny is just because I think she is cute - don't you love her new haircut? - I suppose you can't really see its cuteness in this picture - but just imagine if you could....)

1. 5 Things on my To Do List:
Go to Europe
Finish childbirth education certification
Read Laurel's book
Countless quilting projects
Play my violin


2. 5 Jobs I've Held:
Wife :) - I keep trying to convince kenneth that he should let me be a stay at home wife.. but he isn't convinced.
Doula
Nanny
Administrative Assistant
Assistant Kindergarten teacher


3. 5 Places I've Lived:
Boston, MA
Sugar House, UT
Valencia, Venezuela
Nashville, TN
Murray, UT


4. 5 of my Favorite Snacks
Microwave popcorn
Chips and fresh salsa from Harmons in Sugar House
Pistachios
Ice Cream
Dried fruit (made in our semi-stollen food dehydrator)


5. 5 Things I would do if I were a billionaire
Quit my job
Buy a house
Pay off student loans
Travel
Buy a new ipod (I know it seems like a small expense.. but for some reason every time we have the money it seems like an ipod is the least of our concerns...)

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Nothin / It's so cold...




noth·ing [nuhth-ing]
–noun
1.no thing; not anything; naught: to say nothing.
2.no part, share, or trace (usually fol. by of): The house showed nothing of its former magnificence.
3.something that is nonexistent.
4.nonexistence; nothingness: The sound faded to nothing.

That's right - NOTHING is new with us. We can however officially declare that it is so very cold in Boston! Tonight when walking home from dinner with friends, Kenneth nearly lost his ears to frostbite.



So, here are some things we look forward to doing when the ice finally melts:

Going outside
Wearing only one layer of clothing
Seeing the sun

We don't ask for much... But the truth is, we love Boston. Even if it feels a little bit like some cruel meteorological trick for a third of the year.