Seriously... She's the best.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Claddagh
Our friend Lindsay asked me to draw her a tattoo design based on the traditional Irish claddagh ring. This is what I came up with. It's rough and unfinished, but so it goes...
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
No One Cares...
...about the music I like. But it's my blog, so I'll post what I want.
I've been listening to the new This Is Hell album a ton lately after my broseph Matt made me a copy.
The double bass at the beginning is sick and I love the guitar solo in the middle.
I used to hate guitar solos. Now I love 'em. Go figure.
I haven't been this stoked about a new hardcore record for a couple of years now. Norah likes it, too. She dances to it when i play it in the car. She better grow up to like good music or I'll be super bummed out.
I've been listening to the new This Is Hell album a ton lately after my broseph Matt made me a copy.
The double bass at the beginning is sick and I love the guitar solo in the middle.
I used to hate guitar solos. Now I love 'em. Go figure.
I haven't been this stoked about a new hardcore record for a couple of years now. Norah likes it, too. She dances to it when i play it in the car. She better grow up to like good music or I'll be super bummed out.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Apartment Tour
I forgot to post this video last night when I made the other two posts.
This makes three posts in the span of the last twelve hours. Hat trick! I win!
Our new apartment looks like this:
This makes three posts in the span of the last twelve hours. Hat trick! I win!
Our new apartment looks like this:
Stay Gold!
MMK
Adam's Point
Today was a good day. We ate some Subway, drank some slushies, watched some soccer, and hiked around the shore of the Great Bay out at Adam's Point.
The whole shore line/"beach" around the Great Bay is basically made of eroded and broken slate.
Walking.
Sarah's dad has said before that he'd like to have a big rock to landscape with in his front yard, so we found him this one. Anyone have a pickup truck and want to come to NH to haul this beauty back to Iowa?
A (dead) Horseshoe Crab. Awesome.
Resting...
Norah meets a mussel.
Sarah says this picture makes me look "old." Like I need a cane or whatever.
Anyone want to come visit?
Stay Gold!
MMK
The whole shore line/"beach" around the Great Bay is basically made of eroded and broken slate.
Walking.
Sarah's dad has said before that he'd like to have a big rock to landscape with in his front yard, so we found him this one. Anyone have a pickup truck and want to come to NH to haul this beauty back to Iowa?
A (dead) Horseshoe Crab. Awesome.
Resting...
Norah meets a mussel.
Sarah says this picture makes me look "old." Like I need a cane or whatever.
Anyone want to come visit?
Stay Gold!
MMK
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Swimtastic
We bought Norah one of those cheap inflatable kiddie pools. This past Friday saw its first use for the summer, though I'm sure that it'll be something we use fairly regularly now that we've seen how much she enjoyed splashing in the water. Hayden was here, too, and showed off some impressive pool skills.
Stay Gold!
MMK
Thursday, June 17, 2010
whateverwhateverblahblahblah
We moved into a new apartment last weekend. It's nice. I took a video tour of it the other day, but that was before we moved in some of the new furniture we bought for the place. So I have to take another video now that it's all in. That will probably happen tomorrow or Saturday.
Even though we're living in a new place, we'll still have the same mailing address as we did before. All of our mail is delivered to the Res Life office on campus, so the address won't change as long as I'm a hall director here. Just FYI.
Besides the move, summer has been moving along at a fairly relaxed but quick pace for us. Sarah works a lot. I hang out with Norah. We take Sarah to work and then run errands most days. I find that we end up at Target for no real reason, but Norah and I always seem to find something to buy. Running errands at that time of day is interesting because the only other people in the store seem to be other stay at home parents. Target and the grocery store are baby central midday during the week.
Um. Yeah. So here's some pictures.
Norah helps Sarah get ready for work in the morning.
Rocks are exciting.
Swings are fun.
Just living the dream.
Stay Gold!
MMK
Even though we're living in a new place, we'll still have the same mailing address as we did before. All of our mail is delivered to the Res Life office on campus, so the address won't change as long as I'm a hall director here. Just FYI.
Besides the move, summer has been moving along at a fairly relaxed but quick pace for us. Sarah works a lot. I hang out with Norah. We take Sarah to work and then run errands most days. I find that we end up at Target for no real reason, but Norah and I always seem to find something to buy. Running errands at that time of day is interesting because the only other people in the store seem to be other stay at home parents. Target and the grocery store are baby central midday during the week.
Um. Yeah. So here's some pictures.
Norah helps Sarah get ready for work in the morning.
Rocks are exciting.
Swings are fun.
Just living the dream.
Stay Gold!
MMK
Friday, June 11, 2010
Friday Morning
Just another Friday morning hangout for Norah and Hayden...
Nothing is left on the shelf once they're done playing.
Stay Gold!
MMK
Monday, June 7, 2010
Never Forget
So there's a bunch of people in NYC who are totally pissed off about a group of Muslims wanting to build a mosque near the Ground Zero site of the 9/11 terrorist attacks. They argue that the construction of the mosque would be an affront and an insult to the memory of the dead and their surviving family members.
These people are racist, culturally-intolerant wastes of life. Wrap it up in the flag all you want and say that you're defending the honor of those who died, but it's still prejudiced, hateful bullshit.
Why don't we also put up traffic barricades to keep those of the Muslim faith from visiting the site? Why not ban them from walking, living, or working withing a 3000 foot radius (one foot for each victim) of the site? Better yet... We haven't had a really good crusade in quite awhile. Who wants to load their family on a boat and go kill some brown people for Jesus?
Here's the deal... The terrorist attacks of 9/11 were a terrible thing. It's unfathomable that a small group of hateful people could think that committing such a horrendous act could accomplish anything positive or beneficial in this world. But 9/11 was also something that brought our nation together in like-minded unity for a brief and wonderful time. Before they became cliche money-making fodder, slogans like "united we stand" and "never forget" actually meant something. But here we are nearly ten years later and it turns out that we've forgotten any lesson we might have learned at the time about unity and respect.
You wanna cling to your slogans, dudes? 9/11 - Never forget? How about you never forget that you represent a country that is great because its founding documents specifically say that it's not cool for assholes like you to makes rules or policies which keep your fellow Americans from exercising their right to religious freedom?
Sit down and shut up. You barely deserve the freedoms you're so immaturely exercising.
Sage Francis saw this whole thing coming...
It seems we're addicted to proving that we never really learn anything from the events in our lives that really mean something.
Ugh.
MMK
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Exposed
I can see a bit of my jaw bone, I think. I had my third and final wisdom tooth removed today (four or five years after the others) and it looks like the socket is deep enough that I can see a bit of my actual jawbone at the bottom of it. Crazy, right? Crazy awesome, that is. And manly, too.
Life has been pretty relaxed around here recently. We know we have to move in a week and there's all sorts of stress related to packing/not packing and having our apartment cluttered with boxes in the meantime, but the pace of summer life is helping to offset those stressors. Norah and I have been driving Sarah to work most days and then running errands in and around Portsmouth to help us get out of the house a bit during the day. We go for walks and stuff, too, but she needs something more in the day other than an hour-long walk around campus. So, we go to Target a lot. I've noticed that it's mostly old people and stay-at-home parents shopping at that time of day. Sometimes I bond with the other parents who have similarly aged children as Norah. We talk about what our kids can do and what they're still learning. Sometimes the other moms confuse Norah for a little boy because she'll be wearing a blue or black shirt. Then they get all apologetic when I say that she's a girl. People get pretty weird about gender stuff with babies. I blame Obama.
Speaking of Obama, I think he's doing a pretty decent job considering that he's a Nazi and a socialist who wasn't even born here and who hates the Constitution down to its punctuation. I heard he actually caused the oil spill in the Gulf on purpose because he hates the environment, too. Doing all this driving to and from Sarah's work during the day has given me the chance to listen to a lot of Glenn Beck's talk radio program. That guy really has it together and totally presents an unbiased, America-loving message that in no way is driven by any sort of self-serving agenda. He's a true patriot just like Jesus was when He died specifically for Americans only.
Anyway, back to talking about our move to our new apartment. For those of you who didn't know, I'll be working in a different building next year than the one I've worked in for the past two years. This one will be much larger and more administrative, but I hope to not lose out on having lots of contact with my students and my RA staff. That's all a couple of moths off, though, so I'm not gonna stress too much about that for right now. The nice thing about the physical move is that we'll literally be moving right across the street. That means less boxing junk up and more just carrying things over bit by bit and putting them away immediately. The Housing work crews are in there right now laying new carpet and painting the walls a nice (or so I'm told) light tan color. Supposedly we're getting a new(ish) oven, too. Pretty awesome, right? The catch is that we're losing probably two-thirds of the counter space we currently have in out kitchen and that the bathroom is tiled in a lovely, totally modern and up-to-date grey and pink motif. It's a bit locker-roomy, but it'll do. We'll have way more storage in general, though, so that's a total plus. Norah has way to much crap just to have it out in the apartment like we do now.
She's almost thirteen months old, by the way. That's nuts. She's so very close to walking on her own, but just can't seem to take those first few steps on her own. She'll hold on to one of my fingers with just one of her hands and walk around slowly, but as soon as I try to take my hand away at all she'll just crumple down onto her butt and start crying. Oh well. It'll happen when it happens.
And so that's life for right now. More to come in the next few days, I'm sure.
Say bye bye, Norah...
Stay Gold, dudes!
MMK!
Life has been pretty relaxed around here recently. We know we have to move in a week and there's all sorts of stress related to packing/not packing and having our apartment cluttered with boxes in the meantime, but the pace of summer life is helping to offset those stressors. Norah and I have been driving Sarah to work most days and then running errands in and around Portsmouth to help us get out of the house a bit during the day. We go for walks and stuff, too, but she needs something more in the day other than an hour-long walk around campus. So, we go to Target a lot. I've noticed that it's mostly old people and stay-at-home parents shopping at that time of day. Sometimes I bond with the other parents who have similarly aged children as Norah. We talk about what our kids can do and what they're still learning. Sometimes the other moms confuse Norah for a little boy because she'll be wearing a blue or black shirt. Then they get all apologetic when I say that she's a girl. People get pretty weird about gender stuff with babies. I blame Obama.
Speaking of Obama, I think he's doing a pretty decent job considering that he's a Nazi and a socialist who wasn't even born here and who hates the Constitution down to its punctuation. I heard he actually caused the oil spill in the Gulf on purpose because he hates the environment, too. Doing all this driving to and from Sarah's work during the day has given me the chance to listen to a lot of Glenn Beck's talk radio program. That guy really has it together and totally presents an unbiased, America-loving message that in no way is driven by any sort of self-serving agenda. He's a true patriot just like Jesus was when He died specifically for Americans only.
Anyway, back to talking about our move to our new apartment. For those of you who didn't know, I'll be working in a different building next year than the one I've worked in for the past two years. This one will be much larger and more administrative, but I hope to not lose out on having lots of contact with my students and my RA staff. That's all a couple of moths off, though, so I'm not gonna stress too much about that for right now. The nice thing about the physical move is that we'll literally be moving right across the street. That means less boxing junk up and more just carrying things over bit by bit and putting them away immediately. The Housing work crews are in there right now laying new carpet and painting the walls a nice (or so I'm told) light tan color. Supposedly we're getting a new(ish) oven, too. Pretty awesome, right? The catch is that we're losing probably two-thirds of the counter space we currently have in out kitchen and that the bathroom is tiled in a lovely, totally modern and up-to-date grey and pink motif. It's a bit locker-roomy, but it'll do. We'll have way more storage in general, though, so that's a total plus. Norah has way to much crap just to have it out in the apartment like we do now.
She's almost thirteen months old, by the way. That's nuts. She's so very close to walking on her own, but just can't seem to take those first few steps on her own. She'll hold on to one of my fingers with just one of her hands and walk around slowly, but as soon as I try to take my hand away at all she'll just crumple down onto her butt and start crying. Oh well. It'll happen when it happens.
And so that's life for right now. More to come in the next few days, I'm sure.
Say bye bye, Norah...
Stay Gold, dudes!
MMK!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
You know what's not awesome?
When there's so much pollen in the air that it coats your car overnight like a layer of dust or ash. Couple the excess pollen with the smoke blowing down into New England from the wildfires in Quebec and you've got a tasty cocktail called "let's see how much fluid Marshall can leak out of the different orifices in his face." I can't stop sneezing and I'm blowing my nose every five minutes. Allergy season sucks. I want winter back (and not just because I get to grow a beard during the winter). Ugh.
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