Saturday, January 26, 2008

Just Like Heaven Hair

I've been considering cutting my hair for some time. I had all but made the appointment when pretty much every woman in my ward cut their hair. I kind of liked being the only one with long hair that everyone was jealous of, but seriously, I'm tired of it. I've been looking at doing an A-line bob (probably less fancy than Victoria's though). But Tyler and I were watching "Just Like Heaven," which I would recommend because it's super cute, and I really like the cuts of both the actresses in it.

So, let's take a vote. Let me know how I should cut my hair.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Thanks you, love Cindy Loo Who

We had our friend watch Lillian a while back. It was just for the inbetween time that I'm still at aerobics and Tyler is still at school. Our friend took Lillian to the evening institute class where a girl taught Lillian how to write on herself with a pen. Now she does it all the time.


Also, here's a shot of Lillian in her pig tails. Number of people who told me she looks like Cindy Loo Who (which she doesn't): 4.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Two Days Late, But Still Great

Tuesday was our third wedding anniversary. I was going to try to be fancy like Caitlin and put a song on this post that would epitomize our time together but I couldn't decide on just one song. As far as I can tell, our time has been somewhere in between "Mess Around" by Ray Charles, "The Way I Am" by Ingrid Michaelson, and "Who Put the Alphabet in Alphabetical Order?" by They Might be Giants.

Whatever it is, it's been great.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

This is Tyler speaking. Here's Amanda's quote of the day: "Don't make her dance for her food."

Well, I think so anyway

Dad and Jerri stopped by on their way to Northern California and we were talking about something, and I pulled out my scrap book to illustrate my point. Jerri wanted to look at the whole thing and when she got to the first picture, I thought that I looked a lot like Lillian. Or, that Lillian looks a lot like me.

I went to work to try to find a picture that would prove my point, but every picture we have of Lillian, she either crying, concerned, or laughing with her mouth wide open and her eyes all squinty. This bottom picture was the best I could do at finding a match. And even then, we don't look that much alike. Maybe, it's just our essence is alike and you just have to see Lillian to feel the connection.

Rainy Day Women #12 & 35

These pictures are a week old, but I thought they were cute. We had a big rainstorm come through here and it shut us in our house for a few days straight. Lillian and I were at our wits end trying to come up with more inside activities that she would enjoy (we had already made a fort, played with play doh, eaten a picnic indoors, driven around and looked at all the big waves in the ocean, built (and destroyed) countless towers of blocks, made sugar cookies, and played with every other toy she owns, twice.)

Then, I discovered, she just likes to look at the rain.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Lost Watch

I lost my watch sometime last night. I took it off to type on the laptop and never saw it again. This whole affair took place after Lillian went to bed, so I know she didn't immediately run off with it and hide it somewhere. She didn't flush it, she didn't throw it in the trash, the couch didn't eat it (but we did find at least three dollars in change when we did surgery), she didn't put it in the subwoofer, it didn't get swallowed up by the clutter on the desk, it's not under any bookshelves or the bed, it's not behind the toy box or in any of Lillian's toys, it's not in any of the kitchen drawers or pots or pans, it's not in any of my purses or bags, and it's not in our giant bag of filberts (which is a different story).

Any other ideas? I liked that watch. Dad got it for me my first Christmas in college, making it six years old. (By the way, what the heck kind of screwed up Associates Degree takes six years to attain? Even if I did switch majors (only once, and doesn't everyone at least once?) and have a baby: that's messed up.)

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Playing Mom

If Lillian sees me putting my make up on in the morning, she always want me to put some on her too. It's the cutest thing ever: I'll swipe her eye lids a few times with my eye shadow brush and then she'll blink hard a few times and then flash a huge smile. I realized today that she was batting her eyes.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Wave Organ

In San Francisco, at the west end of Golden Gate park, you'll find the Wave Organ. It's an instillation piece that's half musical instrument, half art.

These tube stick down into the ocean and vibrate different frequencies with the waves. Sometimes it sounds really cool, sometimes, it just sounds like a big toilet flushing.

It was made from the ruins of a graveyard. You can see in this picture all the different listening stations. The alcove in the top picture is called the echo cave, or something. It has the sound of the ocean magnified and it comes at you from all angles.

Look across the water, and you have a fantastic view of the golden gate.


On the way back from Half(-)Moon Bay (see below) we went through the woods while Mark played tour guide. We were driving along and all of a sudden, Mark exclaims, "pull over!" Down a little unmarked path stood Methuselah. The sign reads "Age estimated 1800 years. Height before top broke.....225 ft. Height 1954.....137 ft. (I'd hate to be around when 88 ft of any tree breaks off.) Diameter at base... above burls... 14 ft."

We found this banana slug on the path. I almost threw up when Tyler leaned down to touch it. He says he was just providing 'perspective for the shot.' I think he was just trying to make me woozy.

Half Moon Bay

We drove out to Half Moon Bay (It should be Half-Moon Bay, but we won't split hairs). It was a beautiful day; cold, but beautiful.

This is at The Mavericks. It's the place where they have the big surf competitions. I guess the big waves are a mile or so out because no one could surf in these little-bitty waves.

We ate lunch at Barbara's Fish Trap. It was really good. I thought it was funny because it was right next to this fancy-pants restaurant which was empty and it was this hole-in-the-wall place but it was super packed. We had to wait 25 minutes for a table.

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