Visitors

Over the weekend we had grandparents out from both sides to visit our little gremlin. The camera clicked away as the weekend went along....here are a few of my favorites.

Hello DC

DC...our new home. Rather than following the path of Charles Ellis and the Golden Gate, we chose M street and the Potomac. Little did we know that during the first 3 wks we would see more snow fall in this town than has ever happened in recorded history.

Once the snow broke, we had the chance to make it down to the monuments for some sightseeing. Hello DC...nice to meet you.

On the Move

Moving...always seems easier on paper than in reality. No matter how much stuff I have managed to accumulate, I always seem to think we don't have much."One man's trash is another man's treasure" has piled countless items of questionable value into my stockpile of already semi-questionable possessions. Throw something away?...only if its value has been deemed zero for eternity.

For example, I have stacks of old sweaters that I accumulated in high school and college on my quest to dress like our buddy J. Crew himself. Forty $ here, sixty $ there. V-necks, turtlenecks, cotton, merino wool, lambswool, wool wool. Maybe I should have bought apple stock back then rather than these countless sweaters? They have sat either in storage or my closet begging to be worn again. But time and time again I pass them buy. A few are worn repeatedly, but the bulk lay forgotten. One Sunday I picked up one to wear and noticed a hole in it. After investigating further, a lot of the sweaters have holes...moths...dang....should have bought Apple.

The main success story thus far came after discovering a pile of old pained windows in the trash. "Why are you taking all 8 of them?" said Lindsay. "Why not?" I replied. After sitting in our storage unit for a few months, I dreamed up a plan to turn 6 of the windows into a room divider for our loft. Gorilla glue, nails, custom legs, and a little bit of sweat turned the "trash" into our treasured room divider.