Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
What Happens in Portland, Stays in Portland
And the Stockings Were Hung…
These stockings are marvelous. Laramie MADE THEM! She claims to not be able to sew. I have asked her repeatedly to help me with sewing projects and she insists she doesn't know how. On second thought, maybe she just doesn't want to do my sewing for me. Hmmmm.
Regardless, the woman can make an incredible stocking. No one knows exactly how she does it, even her. Each year I watch in awe as she struggles to remember how to make it all work. But these babies are lined on the inside and the jujitsu required to sew them, turn them inside out, get all the seams on the inside, is a true art.
Aubree

Harper

Windham

Big Joe

And finally, Linda*

Sadly, Laramie has not made one for herself. I might make this a joint sewing project for next year. Medium Joe has one as well. I don't have his to photograph but I can tell you it is equally as lovely. It features a mule. That is all I can tell you because this is a family blog.
*For the more astute observers among you, you may have noticed that the stocking actually reads "Linba." We know this is not her name, we are not illiterate, nor are we cognitively impaired. Perhaps I did it upside down? Perhaps in a mad rush to finish it in time for Santa to fill it up, I did not hit spell check. Whatever the reason, the damn thing says "Linba."
It makes for a really great joke every year though.
Regardless, the woman can make an incredible stocking. No one knows exactly how she does it, even her. Each year I watch in awe as she struggles to remember how to make it all work. But these babies are lined on the inside and the jujitsu required to sew them, turn them inside out, get all the seams on the inside, is a true art.
Aubree
Harper
Windham
Big Joe
And finally, Linda*
Sadly, Laramie has not made one for herself. I might make this a joint sewing project for next year. Medium Joe has one as well. I don't have his to photograph but I can tell you it is equally as lovely. It features a mule. That is all I can tell you because this is a family blog.
*For the more astute observers among you, you may have noticed that the stocking actually reads "Linba." We know this is not her name, we are not illiterate, nor are we cognitively impaired. Perhaps I did it upside down? Perhaps in a mad rush to finish it in time for Santa to fill it up, I did not hit spell check. Whatever the reason, the damn thing says "Linba."
It makes for a really great joke every year though.
Lost Dancing Video
****It has been brought to my attention that I had posted this video already. I felt pressure and it was all I had available at the moment. Please accept my apologies.*****
Ok, it wasn't lost. Just hanging out on my phone for weeks.
This should make your day.
Ok, it wasn't lost. Just hanging out on my phone for weeks.
This should make your day.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
I Heart Faux Taxidermy
I have a small curiosity in taxidermy. I really don't want a dead, stuffed animal in the house, but I like the hunting lodge, wet wool, Filson aesthetic.
One of my favorite bars in Seattle is Smith. The walls have old portraits of long dead people and stuffed dead animals. (imagine if that were reversed!)


Well, they have an amazing poutine there, so that could be part of it.
I think I might have found a compromise…

100% recyclable cardboard, a non-toxic, environmentally friendly deer bust.
One of my favorite bars in Seattle is Smith. The walls have old portraits of long dead people and stuffed dead animals. (imagine if that were reversed!)


Well, they have an amazing poutine there, so that could be part of it.
I think I might have found a compromise…

100% recyclable cardboard, a non-toxic, environmentally friendly deer bust.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
The Legion of Freaking Awesome
I finally got around to watching last week's So You Think You Can Dance and they had a dance number that was AMAZING. They were billed as The Legion Of Extraordinary Dancers (or LXD).
The dancing was incredible. Like dance meets Parkour. There will be an internet series sometime in 2010. Some kind of Superheros use dance to save the universe.
Watch here.
Go HERE to watch the trailer for the series.
The dancing was incredible. Like dance meets Parkour. There will be an internet series sometime in 2010. Some kind of Superheros use dance to save the universe.
Watch here.
Go HERE to watch the trailer for the series.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Tune In for the Lovely Ms. Case

Neko Case will be the guest programmer Tuesday, December 8 on TMC. She has chosen 4 movies which will air all night as well as an interview with her.
Movie line up:
Radio Days
A Face in the Crowd
The Third Man
The Picture of Dorian Gray
Make some popcorn (truffle oil, butter and salt), open a beer (a can of Moose Drool) and hit play.
You're welcome.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Rock Show of the Century
We took the kids to a show at The Vera Project today and it was the sweetest, most adorable, most awesomest event of the century.
It was just like a real adult show but for the kids. The bands were two we had never seen before, The Not It's and The Recess Monkeys. When we got to the venue, we paid for our tickets and they stamped our hands. Harper thought this was very cool.

We found a spot to occupy towards the back. We had a few minutes to spare in which a cute little girl made friends with Laramie and told Harper a secret or two.
Harper found a friend from the neighborhood, Clara, who knew how to work a show. She took Harper to the front where they staked out a spot right in the front of the stage. The lights went down, a collective gasp went out from the parents who immediately tried to make eye contact with their kids, and the show started.
They got the kids jumping and dancing from the very first note. Harper jumped and jumped and jumped some more. Just imagine, a sea of kids, knee-high to a grasshopper, bouncing as one to good music just for them. The first song was even about sharing, Harper's favorite topic of conversation.


Harper loved the tutus on the female band members. She wanted to have her photo taken with one of them. So she did.

Next time we go to see them she will have to wear a pink tutu.
Windham, on the other hand, was not interested. Laramie sat with him out in the lobby for the first band and I sat with him for the 2nd one. He was very busy, hiding in the photo booth, running back and forth, spinning the chairs.


We left the show sweaty and exhausted. Just like a real rock show.
It was just like a real adult show but for the kids. The bands were two we had never seen before, The Not It's and The Recess Monkeys. When we got to the venue, we paid for our tickets and they stamped our hands. Harper thought this was very cool.
We found a spot to occupy towards the back. We had a few minutes to spare in which a cute little girl made friends with Laramie and told Harper a secret or two.
Harper found a friend from the neighborhood, Clara, who knew how to work a show. She took Harper to the front where they staked out a spot right in the front of the stage. The lights went down, a collective gasp went out from the parents who immediately tried to make eye contact with their kids, and the show started.
They got the kids jumping and dancing from the very first note. Harper jumped and jumped and jumped some more. Just imagine, a sea of kids, knee-high to a grasshopper, bouncing as one to good music just for them. The first song was even about sharing, Harper's favorite topic of conversation.

Harper loved the tutus on the female band members. She wanted to have her photo taken with one of them. So she did.
Next time we go to see them she will have to wear a pink tutu.
Windham, on the other hand, was not interested. Laramie sat with him out in the lobby for the first band and I sat with him for the 2nd one. He was very busy, hiding in the photo booth, running back and forth, spinning the chairs.
We left the show sweaty and exhausted. Just like a real rock show.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sharing
I must repost this. Laramie had it up on the photoblog but it is just too precious to not do a little cross posting.
Here is the conversation between Laramie and Harper.
Scene: I'm returning ornaments to the top of the christmas tree that have been spread all over the house and a few broken.
H: Can I have that ornament?
M: No.
H: Why?
M: Because you've spread them all over the house and broken a couple.
H: (long dramatic pause, watching me with thoughtful eyes)
Sometimes it's hard to be friends.
M: Why?
H: Because you won't share those ornaments with me.
Damn, that is adorable.
We have the entire Olivia TV series on the 'pooter for Harper to watch. However, she only ever wants to watch the episode about sharing. The episode does a good job of examining the sharing thing from both Olivia's and the adult's perspective. In fact, Olivia even calls out the adults by reminding them they don't have to share their home or car with the neighbors.
There are a lot of unfair things about being a kid. While sharing is nice, I don't particularly want to share my iPhone with Harper on a regular basis. But we are always making her share with Windham.
So kid, I get it. I don't always want to share either. I'm just glad she can't read yet.
Here is the conversation between Laramie and Harper.
Scene: I'm returning ornaments to the top of the christmas tree that have been spread all over the house and a few broken.
H: Can I have that ornament?
M: No.
H: Why?
M: Because you've spread them all over the house and broken a couple.
H: (long dramatic pause, watching me with thoughtful eyes)
Sometimes it's hard to be friends.
M: Why?
H: Because you won't share those ornaments with me.
Damn, that is adorable.
We have the entire Olivia TV series on the 'pooter for Harper to watch. However, she only ever wants to watch the episode about sharing. The episode does a good job of examining the sharing thing from both Olivia's and the adult's perspective. In fact, Olivia even calls out the adults by reminding them they don't have to share their home or car with the neighbors.
There are a lot of unfair things about being a kid. While sharing is nice, I don't particularly want to share my iPhone with Harper on a regular basis. But we are always making her share with Windham.
So kid, I get it. I don't always want to share either. I'm just glad she can't read yet.
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