Monthly Archives: August 2010

From Seattle trip

On the way home from work I had to stop at the store and buy tampons, mouse traps and a 1/2″ drill bit.

Guess who got married 14 years ago today?

That’s us with my parents. Look how young we look.

It’s pretty much impossible for me to look at photos of that day without making fun of Bob’s glasses and my doughy white arms.

But look how happy we are.

Oops. Updated to add: Photo courtesy of Aileen Wilder.

All my tomatillos are volunteers. Mom gave me actual tomatillos a number of years ago and I didn’t use them all and composted some and I’ve had them ever since. I yanked out tons of plants at the beginning of the summer. They love my garden.

No acorn squash volunteers this year. Last year I had a bunch.

I’ve got lots of pumpkin vines but few pumpkins. The ones that form have gone rotten. Except for this random one that’s climbed up into the middle of the sunflowers and is floating there. We’ll see how that works out.

The Roma tomato has about 12 greenies on it. I have a volunteer tomato that has a few green ones, too. The other two have lots of flowers but don’t look promising for putting out anytime soon. The cucumber vines are going nuts but I don’t see anything that looks like it’s going to make a cucumber.

This has is a sad year for gardening.

Seattle Art Museum

Bob and I went to Seattle for a quick trip. The main excuse was to cash-in our long-standing date to see the Seattle Sounders with Hannah and Andy. Remember Motel Doom? We were supposed to go to soccer that trip but sadly had to be giant flakes.

But we love Seattle so while we were there we did a combination of museums and visiting friends. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Seattle so besieged by tourists. There were herds of them in Pioneer Square and duck boats driving by every 10 minutes. And lots of tourists in the museums as well.

The weather was grey with a driving mist. We had rain jackets and I wore fleece.

The Seattle Art Museum had a really lame Kurt Cobain exhibit which was basically a heavy-handed attempt to get young people into the museum. Other than a few interesting photos it was all landfill.

The Andy Warhol and Imogen Cunningham exhibits made up for it.

The Sounders game was super fun. Especially since I hadn’t seen a soccer game in about three weeks. I love going to the stadium and all the hoo-haw. There was a brass band and all kinds of food. You could get your face painted with glitter and/or green in your hair. Turns out that color isn’t called booger. It’s called “rave green.” They have garlic fries at the stadium. I wish I’d known and I would have insisted we eat dinner there.

Sounders won. Two awesome goals. Great trip.

We just got back from a quick trip to Seattle. I’m super tired but more to come.

We met Caren for lunch. We ended up going to daiso where among many treasures, I bought this snack food.

Remember my Nutella snack food product in Germany?

This was almost as good, however, the stick to chocolate ratio was wanting.

These are the sticks. I’d already eaten a few before I realized they each carried a message.

I also took a photo of the ingredients which came out blurry but it says, “Does not contain pig fat.”

Good to know!

This is Toes. I couldn’t get a good picture of his feet but he has 6 toes on each foot. He’s the new next door cat and he likes to hang out in our yard. He’s very friendly and I like him a lot except he poops in my yard, even when I’m standing right there yelling: Hey! Do I poop in your yard?

There’s a hazelnut tree between the two houses and at this time of year there is a frenzy of squirrel activity. They are so excited about hazelnuts that they have zero fear of me which really freaks me out. I’ll be standing on the deck adjusting the hose and one will tiptoe by with a giant wad of hazelnuts in his mouth.

I watched Toes and a squirrel nose to nose. Toes stared at the squirrel and the squirrel fearlessly gnawed on his hazelnuts. “Eat him,” I shouted. I don’t like squirrels.

Toes’ owner told me that Toes had tangled with a squirrel before and the teeth and claws convinced him to have more peaceful ways.

My Romas. You think anything will be ready before summer ends?