Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

5.20.2008

WNCW

So WNCW is our public radio station back home. Where we listen to NPR and the World Cafe and Wait Wait Don't Tell Me and and and and etc.

It very much reminds me of home. Recently (today) I realized that I could listen to it through the internet (duh)! So I've been listening to it off and on all day, and this is a conversation I had with Andrew about it:

me: im listening to WNCW online [smile]
it's like I'm home
sitting in my living room on the couch
looking out the window, trying to take a nap
and then dad walks by and tweaks my nose
when he's on his way outside to chop a tree down or something..haha
Sent at 2:48 PM on Tuesday
Andrew: ha
yeah, that's how it is
me: that is!
Sent at 2:53 PM on Tuesday
me: that is exactly what life at my house is like, and i'm not even joking
Sent at 2:54 PM on Tuesday

5.13.2008

Bees!


So this past weekend, my dad and Donna went to get more bees! I must say I was disappointed I couldn't go with them. I do love running around the shop, where they sell all sorts of fun honey/bee related things - like these straws filled with flavored honey syrup or something....I don't remember what exactly it was, except that I liked it. Except the black ones. Yuck. And yes, this was part of my life growing up. I loved/love it. Kinda reminds me of a few summers ago when Harry, Natalie and Dave visited! (I was going to post a picture of Harry in the bee suit, with a beautiful blue flower....but I can't find it)

PS - And yes, my dad does sit like that. Frequently. It IS disturbing, isn't it?

Roots

So, a huge oak tree fell down yesterday at home, due to some serious wind. All I could think when I looked at this picture was, 'wow, those roots are bigger than............' And I then spent the next 10 minutes trying to figure out some funny celebrity reference I could make, comparing the size of their roots to these roots. However, I was unable to. :( Maybe you could help me out and unfreeze my brain. I know that somewhere in my brain there is the knowledge of some celebrity with horribly huge roots. Damn. Not a good sign for the rest of the day. Yeah....

Note: That's my Dad up there, for scale.