Thursday, September 13, 2007

Ouch

I leaned over in the desk chair a bit too far and managed to tip the thing over. I landed pretty hard on my hip.I think it is more impressive in person. (It is roughly the size of the palm of my hand.).

Jans and I signed a lease on a house. It has three bedrooms and a finished attic... so basically four bedrooms. I'm excited.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Bad Luck or Just Plain Stupidity?

It is (was) Friday the 13th. Perhaps, if was a superstitious person, I would have been more careful on this bad luck day. However, I'm not and now I'm typing one-handed.

My story of woe began Thursday (the 12th). I wanted to iron my shirt before work, I turned the knob to a medium/high setting, I made my lunch and went back to the iron only to find it still cold. I checked to make sure it was plugged in. It was. I switched the plug. Still nothing. I was running out of time so I put it away and went to work with a slightly wrinkled shirt.

This takes us to the night of Friday the 13th. I needed to iron a silk shirt for a wedding on Saturday. I decided to make sure the iron was in fact not working. I put it on a low setting, went to go make a snack and came back out to check the iron. Nothing. "Crap," I say. "The iron doesn't work." And I fiddled with the knob. Janson, looked at me. "That's not good." I looked at him dejectedly and agreed. "Are you sure it doesn't work? What setting do you have it on? You have it on low right? Maybe just the low is broken." As if I don't know when something is broken! I explained about Thursday's incident and that the the iron was most assuredly not working. I was getting more heated as I tried to justify my assumption. In an effort to emphasize just how right I was, I slapped my palm down on the front of the iron, which at this point was apparently, working just fine.

So, I've managed to burn the palm of my hand by intentionally sticking it to an iron that was on it's highest heat setting. Bad Friday the 13th luck, or just plain stupidity?

Monday, July 02, 2007

On a sad note:

This morning I woke up at 5am to go to work. I was driving down Fulton and was almost to Cascade when the incident occured. One minute I was looking down a clear stretch of road, the next I was bearing down on a poor, innocent little bunny. He didn't have much of a chance. The tires on the truck are big enough that I didn't even feel the bump. However, when I looked in the rearview mirror he was most definantly squished.

I feel pretty bad about it.

On the plus side, somehow a preying mantis got inside the apartment today and it was pretty cool to see one up close and personal.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Pictures (Yippee!)

I posted a whole bunch of pictures online (link on the right). Especially from China. Browse and enjoy.

By the way my friends who are married/engaged list seems to be rapidly increasing.

For those of you who know her, Choi is engaged. I think she is the major contributing factor to why I stayed relatively sane throughout the trails and tribulations of high school.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

A Brief History of the Highlights of the Past Month and a Half

(scroll down if you just want to look at the pictures)

I'm feeling a sudden competitive urge as I realize my brother and sisters have been updating and posting on their blogs and I've been a lazy bum about it.

Let me see... Things at work have been going well. This morning (06/12) I had my first EMR shift. I asked for more hours and somehow dug myself into a hole where I agreed to come to work at 6am. Those of you who have lived with m
e probably are sitting in shocked horror that I would voluntarily get up at 5am to go to work. I'm a little shocked to, but I found that I like the early morning shifts. Time goes by really quickly and I am good at it. "It" basically consists of putting out new stock onto shelves.

At the end of May, Janson and I flew out to Seattle to see his mom graduate from nursing school and get remarried. We arrived in Seattle Thursday (May 24th) night and I got to meet Breanna, Trevon, and Gaelen*. Previously I had met his parents and other sister Kalina. Friday I met Camden, the youngest and we all went to the pinning/graduation ceremony. Janson's mom got her nursing pin and master's hood. Afterwards we went out to dessert with all the Hartliep kids, me, Jans' mom, Brian (future step-father), Brian's daughter Brooke, and Brian's parents. Quite the gathering.

*I am not sure how to spell this one's name and apparently neither is Janson (he claims he is "just tired").

Saturday Janson, Breanna and I went to downtown Seattle, ate at a great little Thai and Moroccan place by Pike Place Market, went to the Seattle Art Museum, walked down the waterfront to the outdoor Olympic Sculpture Park where Breanna met up with her friends. The sculpture park had a metal tree. Janson and I then went back down the waterfront and ate at a phenomenal restaurant called the Crab Pot. We had a big bowl of clams, mussels, crab legs, shrimp, corn and potatoes dumped on the table in front of us and it was delicious.
My new gorilla pod (b-day present from Jans) came in handy as I attached it to a sighpost and took this photo of ourselves. We then went to go see Monkey Warfare which was showing as part of the Seattle International Film Festival. It was a pretty good movie, well done and enjoyable.

Sunday we went to Anderson Island for the wedding. Janson walked his mom up to the "altar".
Janson's mom and Brian: It was a beautiful small ceremony of just family and a few friends. It took place at the back yard of a house on Anderson Island (not sure of the connection between homeowners and couple). Janson now has a step-dad and two step-sisters which is kinda crazy! After the wedding we went out to eat with the happy couple, all their kids as well as me and Kalina's boyfriend, Tony.
This is Janson and me in our wedding garb.
Monday morning bright and early Jans and I drove up to Kirkland and had breakfast at the Brown Bag cafe (highly recommended). We met Kalina and tony as well as my sister Andrea and my Aunt Faye. After breakfast we had just enough time to run up to Bothell to see the old house. A lot has changed, but quite a bit still remains the same. Andrea and me:


On the flight back to GR we had an incredible view of the mountains. I was surprised when the pictures I took from the plane turned out faily well. No Mount Rainier though :(