Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Blog Hard with a Vengeance

Ah, that wicked scoundrel Procrastination hath reared its ugly, acromegalic head once again. It’s been over a month since I wrote. Much has happened, so I’ll get right to it…

We Be Jammin'

Sierra and I used to make strawberry jam every summer when she was younger, but somehow the twisted tapestry of time has tripped us up for the last few years (wow, say that fast three times). But as spring gave way to summer, we vowed that this year would be different. This year, we’d return to our jam-making tradition and, on June 28, we did just that.



Predictably, the jam is delicious. Five batches! We’re planning to do a few more batches (including a strawberry-blueberry hybrid), and I really hope we do. The girl’s almost grown, so traditions like this may fall by the wayside, especially since she’ll be VERY busy after she graduates next spring. Which leads into my next topic….


Chef Sierra!



Sierra has been “conditionally accepted” into the Portland Art Institute’s culinary program, which is the same as being accepted, but since she applied early, she’s required to graduate high school first (well, duh). She’ll start her first term THREE WEEKS after graduation (June 2010), so this is her last full-on summer. She is absolutely thrilled, and I couldn’t be prouder of her. I can’t wait to see her in her chef’s outfit…


Moose Boy… or Moose Man?


In Isaac news… well, the (not so) little man turned 16 on July 20. And per household tradition, the big day was capped off by the world premiere of his birthday video: Isaac: Memoirs of a Moose Boy. It’s basically the same format as Logan’s video from April… two-plus hours of video clips and photo slideshows celebrating his first 16 years. And I’ve gotta say…. I’ve outdone myself once again as a video-production maestro. Hell, I should be doing this kinda shit for a living. Instead, I’m stuck chasing down deadbeats from behind a desk.


You Say Tomato, I Say…

Our Topsy Turvys have literally exploded with tomatoes. The heat wave a couple of weeks back definitely helped. I actually had to move them up to the top of the deck last night because they’d grown so long that the mongrel Bijou could reach them…. And yes, she was pulling tomatoes off the vines and playing with them. Damn dog. She also throws rocks into our swimming pool, but that’s another story for another time.


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