Monday, April 17, 2006


I've finally finished Dad's sweater! And in time for his birthday, no less (mind you, mom decided she wanted to celebrate it when Anna was in town, which is 2 weeks ahead of his *actual* birthday. It was not done in time for this celebration. Sigh.)

Technically, the sweater was originally a long sleeve crew-neck pullover for Christmas 2003. It has since become a v-neck vest, for a much later celebration. But done!

Still on the go: sweater for myself, 2 shawls (crochet), 1 sock (sock #2 is far from being cast on).

About to un-advisedly start: 1 blanket for Boy's sister's baby (due mid-summer)

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Happy Easter!

Saturday, April 08, 2006

hee..I'm Kaylee

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You are Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)
Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)
Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command)
Derrial Book (Shepherd)
Wash (Ship Pilot)
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Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic)
Jayne Cobb (Mercenary)
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River (Stowaway)
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You are usually cheerful.
You appreciate being treated
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Sunday, April 02, 2006

Rio Day 11 - Friday March 3rd

Sorry about the delay. This week has been hectic. This here is the last of my Rio posts...from here on, real-time posting will resume. Interesting events as they happen in my life. Which is infrequent, I'll grant. -B.

Our last day in Rio! Nancy and AJ left early morning to catch a bus to Iguassu Falls. Our plane wasn't until early evening, so we decided to leave our bags at the hostel and wander around Rio one last time. We headed for a little park on the map, but that turned out to be little more than a highway median. Given the uphill climb in 30+ weather, we stuck with it. We lounged a bit, Boy declared himself god to a colony of ants, then we wandered away.

David lords over his populace

Then we went to the beach for a bit, got scammed on a crappy lunch, Boy stalked some more pigeons**, and we left. The flight home was rather uneventful, although by the time we landed, my ankles were swollen to pillow-size. They have since gotten better.

That's it for our trip to Rio. Very fun times. Not as much partying as I expected, but still good times. And no bad stuff happened, much to the shock of my parents, co-workers, friends, priest and god-parents...all of whom expected not to see me back (in fact Jorge at work already had plans for Nancy's and my desks).

**There was a bit of a war between Boy and the pigeons. See, he decided to stalk a pigeon along the boardwalk one day. And by this I mean actually stalk...he tailgated that pigeon a good block. After this, we saw a few of the 'brothers' attempt to close in on Boy for an attack, but every time we spotted them getting close, they would oh-so-casually pretend to be walking past. But we knew better...there was a pigeon-mafia APB out on Boy.

Boy's nemeses