AZPHALT

Resurrection!

2010-11-11T23:41:00.000-08:00

Azphalt has been on hiatus for nearly an entire year! The original proprietor branched off (see her blog here). Azphalt is under new management, and some great things are in store. I'm not exactly sure what those great things are yet, but they're certainly in store!

Check back soon!

Something Beautiful

2010-01-29T12:00:00.000-08:00

From this week's Chrio e-Newsletter...thoughts from our pastor Richard:

Church. Just say the word out loud and you’re almost guaranteed a reaction. For some the idea of church is about as welcome as eating a bucket of KFC at a vegetarian banquet. Others will gladly regale you with childhood stories of boredom so severe, they’d have gladly swapped their pew for a dentist’s chair or staying after school. And others could break your heart with true experiences of toe-curling judgment, mean-spirited rejection, or foul-smelling hypocrisy. I bet you have your own stories. If you don’t yet, I’m sure you will. I’ve got a few.

But despite it all, I still love the church. I really do. I don’t love it in the way you love your grandma who smells funny but still gives you twenty bucks on your birthday. I love it like a hungry kid and a bag of Cheet-O’s. Like a dog loves a fresh milk-bone. That kind of love.

And I know the church has lots of flaws. Inevitably, churches have people in them, and wherever you find people, you’ll find problems. (Now if we could just get rid of the people, we’d really be onto something, right?) Of course, when I look in the mirror, I find that I, too, am often part of the problem.

But here’s why I still love the church, no matter what. I love it because Jesus does. He uses words like beautiful bride, family, and body of Christ to describe us. He sees us like a proud parent watching their child stumble through “Chop-sticks” on the piano. He knows what the song is supposed to sound like, but He loves us still. And He’s able to make the song beautiful, even when we miss some notes or strike the wrong chord. He’s that big. He’s that good. Not that we shouldn’t keep practicing, keep improving. The song we play together is a work in progress. But it’s a song that still needs to be heard, a chorus we keep inviting others to join.

What makes us so valuable, so indispensable is not how “together” we are. Rather, it’s because of Jesus, the One who loves us, who calls us His own, and who makes out of us something beautiful.

Giraffe!

2010-01-11T11:49:00.000-08:00

Enjoy a catchy tune by Pawl & Friends. Lovely lady Nicole sings with her main man Pawl...GIRAFFE!

Stunning Hope

2009-11-19T15:35:00.000-08:00

What inspires you?

At 7am, I woke up with a promise---the stunning hope of Jeremiah 29:11:

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Suddenly, my mind conjured a succession of songs.

1) Better Is One Day

2) Amazing Love

3) Take My Life and Let It Be

Even in my current state of sleep-deprivity (it's post-modern) I couldn't help but feel energized and uplifted. Poking around on facebook (oh reaaalllly) I found a quote worth sharing from my friend Allison's page:

“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” – Mark Jenkins

Attitudes of the heart

2009-11-07T21:19:00.000-08:00

When I wake, my first awareness is usually spiritual. A prayer or a certain scripture frequently emerges at the surface of my mind. Two that have appeared lately are one from Hebrews and another from Proverbs.

For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Hebrews 4:12

Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life. Proverbs 4:23

Or when I feel sad and generally low...

Why are you downcast, O my soul?

Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God,

for I will yet praise him,

my Savior and my God.

Proverbs 43:5

⁴Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! ⁵Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. ⁶Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. ⁷And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

⁸Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. ⁹Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. Philippians 4:4-9

And NOW to sum ALL THIS UP (but truly I could recount and reflect forever) my friend Kelli reminded me a little while ago about the longest Psalm in the Bible--Psalm 119. For 176 verses, the Psalmist communicates his desire and love in/for obeying the wisdom of God. Many times, the word obedience carries a negative connotation. It implies a lack of choice, a forced submission---against the will. Recently, in my readings for class, I came across a different view of authority. One, I feel expresses the sentiments of the Psalmist perfectly.

...authority cannot actually be bestowed, but is acquired and must be acquired, if someone is to lay claim to it. It rests on recognition and hence on an act of reason itself which, aware of its own limitations, accepts that others have better understanding. Authority in this sense, properly understood, has nothing to do with blind obedience to a command. Indeed, authority has nothing to do with obedience, but rather with knowledge. Hans-Georg Gadamer

⁴⁷ for I delight in your commands
because I love them.

(for the rest of Psalm 119 go here)

Special Delivery

2009-11-07T12:09:00.000-08:00

Did YOU send me flowers?!? If you did...THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!! Just the little pick me up I needed. :-) Also...Adam emailed a pic of the fall display at the Bellagio Conservatory and Botanical Gardens. Pretty neat!

Amor Signatur in Hac Domo

2009-11-01T20:40:00.000-08:00

Or in English---"Love lives in this house." I really want this sign for my entryway. Check out DesignSponge HERE for a little inspiration. And for those of us who have seen A Serious Man...

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Do You Know Jack?

2009-10-31T13:11:00.001-07:00

Guess who? Give up?!? It's Frankie! My mom posted this picture to facebook earlier. Pretty great costume. HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY!

Looking for Boo-tiful Halloween music? Go here.

Nixon in China!

2009-10-30T19:18:00.000-07:00

Just found this!

Mystery of the Red Sweater Dress

2009-10-30T12:02:00.000-07:00

Anthropologie included this shot in a recent email. Can't seem to find the red sweater dress on their website. Too bad--it happens to be just what I'm looking for.

Losing My...

2009-10-29T20:57:00.000-07:00

Button.

From my electric blue duster.

Walking to class.

Spontaneous combu(tton)stion?!??

Clink, clink into the grate.

Peering up from murky muck.

Audible gasp.

Just my luck.

Riding the Rails

2009-10-28T15:40:00.000-07:00

Just thought I would share something I wrote for Chrio. In our community, we like to get to know one another. Each week we receive an email with a personalized story from a Chrio member. For my contribution, I talked about riding the train to and from school. Riding the rails continues to be a thought-provoking experience.

In This Issue - October 16, 2009

From Our Chrio Community | The Gathering | Community Opportunities | Thought From Richard | Pray

From Our Chrio Community

Kendra Robert's story on facing unknowns...

Monday through Thursday I take the light rail to ASU’s Tempe campus. Sometimes, the train is quiet; I take one of many empty seats and settle in for an uneventful and peaceful ride. Other times, I’m not so lucky. It can be packed to the brim and I have to stand uncomfortably close to strangers, endure terrible odors and loud, obnoxious conversations. It can also be frightening. Today, two women quickly sprinted past me—I heard yelling—they were running away from a fight. Three young men were squaring off, about ready to really let each other have it. People unable to move away gave fearful looks. A man began to shout at the three guys to take it off the train. It seemed gang related. I worried they might have guns.

So far, even with the drama, I make it to and from school safely. Maybe you don’t ride public transportation, or, maybe you do. Either way, no matter where we are, what we do or—how we get to where we’re going to do what we do…we all face unknowns. The one thing that remains constant throughout our daily experience is God’s nature: his unfailing love for us. This is my courage and strength. We are beloved children of God!

It's Academic! (or Electric!)

2009-09-25T10:30:00.000-07:00

In case you were wondering...

I've been reading, writing and singing. A trend likely to continue ad infinitum.

Some say it's mystic
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't resist it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't do without it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
Jiggle-a-mesa-cara she's a pumpin' like a matic
She's movin' like electric
She sure got the boogie

Openin' to the Nine

2009-09-09T14:36:00.000-07:00

Directions:

1) Click on picture

2) Watch video on Phoenix Symphony's website

3) Eat pancakes

Setting Myself Up

2009-08-29T14:01:00.000-07:00

For what? Good things I hope. Desk came from IKEA. Each leg $10 and the glass-top $79.99...a grand total of about 100 bucks. It might not be my dream station----but it was colorful, cheap and easy to put together. Now...enough chit chat...GET TO WORK!

You Don't Have To Take My Word For It...

2009-08-28T15:19:00.000-07:00

What's that?

What?

There, on your face...is that...

What?!?

A Wrinkle?

Adam just couldn't help himself this morning---reminding me that I was getting older. Now I know 26 isn't old, but it tips the "dreaded" scale closer to the big three zero. Speaking of demise, on our way to Adam's office NPR ran a story about the end of Reading Rainbow. I *gasped* when the story said cancelled "AFTER 26 YEARS"... Adam responded to my gasp with a very loud and concerned "WHAT?" And I said, "26years!!!!!! That's a very bad sign for my birthday!"

Going Raw

2009-08-14T09:14:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, Nicole and I went raw in pre-celebration of receiving her white-coat this Saturday. We decided to prepare Zucchini Linguine with Basil Pesto. Before noon, I made a trip to Trader Joe's and picked up some zucchini, basil, garlic, lemons, sea salt, heirloom tomatoes, pine nuts and other fresh wonderfulness. Back at the apartment, I put the pine nuts on water and a bit of sea salt for their 4-hour long soak. When Nicole arrived, we mulled over a few paint color ideas. Here's one we both liked:

Not sure for what room, possibly the living. After browsing options for a little while, it was time to make pesto. My recent success fixing the food processor held up under several culinary adventures: from pesto...soup...to smoothie. I made some pasta in case Paul or Adam needed it to supplement the zucchini as linguine. Turns out our food was both delicious and photogenic---as Nicole captured so beautifully:

Click HERE for the recipe from RAWGURU.

6 Years Y'ALL

2009-08-13T23:13:00.000-07:00

6 years y'all. Adam whisked me away to Tucson last weekend to celebrate our anniversary. It was a complete surprise. He told me to pack a bag and make sure I had a bathing suit, jeans, boots, and something nice to wear. I picked him up from work Friday and we left from the office. Such a strange feeling to drive toward an unknown destination. Especially because he never once consulted a map. After a couple hours, we arrived at the El Conquistador. A beautiful place situated at the base of the Santa Catalina Mountain range just outside Tucson. As if simply getting away wasn't enough of a surprise, he told me we needed to get to bed "early" because we had an appointment in the morning. Early was 6:30am, and we quickly threw on jeans, boots and a couple ball caps. Outside was the perfect temperature, and a wonderful mixture of quiet and tiny desert creatures. A golf cart, with a friendly host, drove us the short distance to... the...stables! I thought maybe we were going on an early morning desert hike---but instead we saddled two horses --Cash and Danny--for an hour journey through the surrounding landscape. My absolute first time riding a horse and I loved it! Though, I can't imagine how people galloped for miles and miles on the creatures. My hind was pretty sore and we stuck to a trot!

Cats and Dogs

2009-08-13T13:27:00.001-07:00

Cloudy today in Phoenix.
Early morning thunder and heavy drops.
Reminds me of home.

paint = omg

2009-08-11T18:59:00.000-07:00

So...we have a new place...AGAIN...and I need some serious inspiration. Ever since my independently married state, I have lacked any real motivation to style our living quarters. My excuse had something to do with the impermanence I perceived in our future. But I have now realized that this ISN'T a GOOD EXCUSE. Who cares if we are only somewhere a year? Or two? How long do I have to be somewhere before I slap some paint on a wall? Maybe I still have this idea that we will -settle down- soon...make a house a home. What if that takes ten years? Or...heaven forbid...it never happens? Shouldn't I forget all this waiting around and get busy? YES! There might be a teentsie other reason for my style procrastination...practical use of cash-ola. Spending $30 @ grocery = reasonable / spending $30 on paint = omg. Is this really just about buying paint? OMG. Time to get out of the rut. And where better to start than Design*Sponge? I already found a post that has to do with my current city of residence, Phoenix. Pretty great to think that most of the places mentioned are VERY CLOSE to my new spot. Click on the pic to read more...
Now, the pressure is on. Mistakes (I just threw up a little) inevitable. Not spending the next several years of my life looking at white walls...priceless.

Dawn to Sunrise

2009-08-11T10:04:00.000-07:00

Morning began with "Great Is Thy Faithfulness" singing sweetly in my mind. As Adam hopped in the shower, I shoved off the covers and headed to the kitchen. Making his lunch, I sang happily the hymn that woke me up:

Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
there is no shadow of turning with thee;
thou changest not, thy compassions, they fail not;
as thou hast been thou forever will be.

Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
all I have needed thy hand hath provided;
great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJHao_5N9d8

The words are truly perfect for the beginning of the day. Though, not simply meaningful in the morning---but from dawn to another sunrise. It reminds me of "I Met God in the Morning"---a poem read by my grandpa Frank at our wedding, and most recently by Adam at Katie and Isaac's:

I met God in the morning
when the day was at its best,
And His Presence came like sunrise,
Like a glory in my breast.

All day long the Presence lingered,
All day long He stayed with me,
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O'er a very troubled sea.

Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed,
But the winds that seemed to drive them,
Brought to me a peace and rest.

Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings,
With the presence left behind.

So, I think I know the secret,
Learned from many a troubled way:
You must seek Him in the morning
If you want Him through the day!

By Bishop Ralph Cushman

Here's to today and a peace that endures!

Shiver Me Timbers!

2009-07-17T15:30:00.000-07:00

Baby, it's hot outside! A scorching 115 with a heat advisory. Though, you probably wouldn't need to be adviiiiiised.

Hey! How hot is it?

It's so hot... that I'm pretty sure I saw several mirages from my apartment to the car.

It's SO HOT...that even reptiles are turning on the AC.

That's all I got. Well, actually I have another-- but I've already embarrassed myself enough today.

Say A Little Prayer For You

2009-07-11T14:43:00.000-07:00

Recently, Isaiah has furnished my mind with many excellent thoughts for meditation. As our friends take their first step today in a long journey to the Middle East, I feel compelled to remember them. Isaiah 58:10-11 seemed appropriate:

10 If you extend your soul to the hungry
And satisfy the afflicted soul,
Then your light shall dawn in the darkness,
And your darkness shall be as the noonday.
11 The LORD will guide you continually,
And satisfy your soul in drought,
And strengthen your bones;
You shall be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water,
whose waters do not fail.

Show and Tell

2009-07-10T11:48:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I discovered two "meaningful-to-me" passages through very different sources. My first little treasure came from facebook. I added a NEW friend (I could DIE of happiness) and decided to glance at their info section. Always riveting stuff like, "I love hanging out with my friends, music, giving hugs, exercising and reading." You know, the usual nonsense to let people know that you aren't lazy, stupid or dull. So for the most part, I never find anything worth remembering. BUT THIS TIME...a few lines from C.S. Lewis:

Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of reward and the staggering nature of the rewards promised in the Gospels, it would seem that Our Lord finds our desires, not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.

On to "meaningful-to-me" passage number two. This next snippet is from a more honorable use of my time: reading a book. In the first few pages of Opera's Second Death, the author relays lines from Monteverdi's Orfeo:

I am Music, who in sweet accents
can calm each troubled heart,
and now with noble anger, now with love,
can kindle the most frigid minds.

This concludes my "meaningful-to-me" show and tell. Next time, I'm bringing a pony.

4-7-8

2009-07-08T15:35:00.000-07:00

Each day, I receive an e-newsletter from Dr. Mercola. Sometimes I delete them, but most of the time I click them open and peruse the articles and videos. Adam can always TELL when I've made a visit to mercola.com, because I tend to become very afraid of petroleum, plastic products, chemicals, processed food, etc... While I don't want to live my life in fear, I'm convinced that Dr. Mercola brings up many valid health concerns and issues. Most of us would do well to practice what he preaches. Today, the topic was a beneficial breathing exercise. It's pretty straightforward:

The 4-7-8 Breathing Exercise

The key to this exercise is to remember the numbers 4, 7 and 8. It’s not important to focus on how much time you spend in each phase of the breathing activity, but rather that you get the ratio correct.

Here’s how it’s done:
1) Sit up straight
2) Place the tip of your tongue up against the back of your front teeth. Keep it there through the entire breathing process
3) Breathe in silently through your nose to the count of four
4) Hold your breath to the count of seven
5) Exhale through your mouth to the count of eight, making an audible “woosh” sound

That completes one full breath. Repeat the cycle another three times, for a total of four breaths
You can do this exercise as frequently as you want throughout the day, but it’s recommended you don’t do more than four full breaths during the first month or so of practice. Later you may work your way up to eight full breath cycles at a time.

I listened to the video and tried it out. He tends to ramble (takes one to know one)... but gets to the exercise after a few minutes. Any technique that promotes CALM and RELAXATION gets a star in my book.

Hoosier Daddy

2009-07-02T09:34:00.000-07:00

Mesa cancelled their fireworks for the first time in 50 years due to budgetary constraints. Uncle Sam is looking seriously depressed. Oh come on...cheer up! Tempe is still having their annual 4th of July celebration at Tempe Town Lake Festival. And I'm sure most little towns across America will continue to light up the sky with explosive symbols of freedom and independence. Two in particular will be especially close to my heart on Saturday---Fairmount and Summitville Indiana. My daddy's home turf. A place where I first tasted homemade ice cream and fruit pizza. Where the flat Indiana landscape makes it easy to see fireworks from your porch. Last year, Adam, Katie and I drove down from Cleveland. In the midst of furious bar studying, Adam took short breaks to eat picnic food, swim, and dance with us to Eric Clapton (huh?) on the big screen outside. We watched fireworks on Aunt Marcia's deck and fireflies illuminate fields and trees. I belted out songs like America The Beautiful and Yankee Doodle Dandee while others of our group chimed in. So I guess I'm a little sad that I won't be back for one of my favorite holidays. Lucky for me, someone special is getting married in Summitville August 1st. I may miss the fourth, but I still get to celebrate with some of my most favorite people in the U*S*A.

Nostalgic Foodie

2009-05-11T13:01:00.000-07:00

Can't believe it has been almost a year since Adam's graduation. It was so much fun having everyone in Cleveland to celebrate. We had a spectacular assortment of culinary delights---two types of cake (one cassada, one not) from Corbo's in Little Italy...croissants, pastries, salad and sandwich fixings from the Stone Oven* AND a very satisfying celebratory dinner at The Pub in Rocky River (I highly recommend the Goat Cheese Dip). Now I've made myself hungry and am entirely powerless to help my cravings. Unless, of course, I hop a plane to Cleveland.

*I have yet to find any bakery/cafe in Phoenix that lives up to the excellent ingredients and consistent quality of the Stone Oven. (Paradise Bakery and Wildflour are disappointing and way overpriced)

Google Image Search

2009-05-10T12:03:00.000-07:00

Happy Mother's Day from a bunch of creepy looking cats.

Quick Vote

2009-05-10T11:52:00.000-07:00

CNN Quick Votes can be a bit ridiculous. For this one I think they needed to add a third choice..."What?" Let's see the results...
Well that's a YES...and yes I voted.

This Shouldn't Concern ME

2009-05-08T14:24:00.000-07:00

Just when I thought about being more than a half-hearted twitterer...but at least the cartoon was cute.

Tacky Tuesday

2009-05-05T14:07:00.000-07:00

The best part of this dishtowel might be the tagline at the bottom, "All Meals Served Family Style." I'm easily amused. Snag it for your place here...and then browse http://www.modcloth.com/ for other fun tackiness. Like the Early Bird Alarm Clock that chirps at you when it is time to wake up. You know...so you can get that worm.

Fashion's Muse

2009-05-05T12:45:00.000-07:00

Several weeks ago I had the opportunity to view this exhibit. I enjoyed touring the influence of earlier periods on "modern" design. The picture of the gown above doesn't give a true impression of its beauty. It was stunning. There were many gorgeous designs and luscious fabrics. Some of the outfits certainly looked like they could have been taken from David Bowie's private collection...
This is Bowie back to Bowie...can you hear me out there man? Fashion. Turn to the left. Maybe that's too many song references in a row.

Planning Ahead

2009-04-29T22:10:00.000-07:00

My mom sent this pic my way of her new patch of flowers. Last season she planted some that are supposed to come up every year...looks like it worked! Good job!

CINCO D'OHIO

2009-04-28T15:38:00.000-07:00

If I still lived in Ohio I might need to attend CINCO D'OHIO at the Columbus North Market this weekend. The poster is pretty convincing...though just remember this event is dos de Mayo-- not cinco.

On Stage

2009-04-26T11:14:00.000-07:00

The last performance of the 2008-09 season...I'm somewhere on the left. Ending with Carmina is definitely ending on a high note! :-)

Missing Something

2009-04-24T09:15:00.000-07:00

Spring in Ohio

Long walks with Adam around Cleveland Heights

Trees in bloom

Lake View Cemetery bursting with daffodils and tulips

Unpredictable wind, clouds, rain, sun...

Break A Leg!

2009-04-23T11:14:00.000-07:00

The Phoenix Symphony and Chorus are having a great week! Carmina Burana will be performed to sold out audiences both nights and the recently released Enemy Slayer is the number one downloaded album on NAXOS -the world's leading classical music label. Last night's dress rehearsal was ---as always--- a treat. Can't wait for tonight!

For the Beauty

2009-04-22T14:09:00.000-07:00

For the beauty of the earth,

for the glory of the skies,

for the love which from our birth

over and around us lies;

Lord of all, to thee we raise

this our hymn of grateful praise.

It's WARM

2009-04-21T19:08:00.000-07:00

Because HOT around here is 120.

O Fortuna!

2009-04-20T11:23:00.000-07:00

It's concert week---and I am PSYCHED to perform Carmina for the first time!

Wake Up

2009-04-19T10:10:00.000-07:00

Woke up today in desperate need of an Americano from Lux Coffee Bar. Too bad it's all the way downtown and Adam insists we are NOT hip enough to go there. When Brittany and Dominic were visiting in February, I made my first trip to Lux with them. The three of us ordered coffee, a few homemade pastries and sat outside. I'm not really sure what I ordered...but it looked like french toast (it wasn't) and had fresh strawberries. Also, they topped it off with a very large dollop of cream and butter. Delicious. The most recent contestant in our new apartment search would place us right behind this fabulous establishment. Not sure how I would deal with having the absolute best coffee in the area within a few feet of my doorstep. The temptation might prove too great.

It's Time

2009-04-17T10:03:00.000-07:00

Diamantini & Domeniconi have so many clever and eye-catching clocks that it's hard to pick a favorite. There is at least one for every taste and room.

I'm usually not impressed with most of the clocks I see when out and about. Nothing that I would consider catchy enough to purchase. Adam and I haven't had a clock on the wall since Cleveland. Not that Cleveland's clock served any real purpose, except to confuse people. The el cheapo timepiece hadn't really worked since our stint in Oxford, Ohio. It's been 4:12 for 5 years! Obviously, I seem to have a bit of trouble letting go... BUT that's a whole new subject and time's a runnin'...better---as my grandmother says---get crackin'.

Small Bites

2009-04-17T08:43:00.000-07:00

Adam made this picture the new background for our laptop. Pretty cute! Growing up, I was always thrilled by the rare occasion when a turtle was spotted in or near our yard. Most of the time I remember seeing them when they crossed the street. Seems like an especially bad idea for a turtle. Oh my gosh. My mind is so hysterical right now. I just convinced myself that the real joke was, "Why did the turtle cross the road?" Not turtle...CHICKEN!

Seeing Red

2009-04-15T22:46:00.000-07:00

I found a couple items that fit the inspiration room in the previous post. The red Zeno Chair (above) is a splurge at $561----and the owl plate is $40. Ikea has a couple red chairs that could give the same feeling priced significantly less at $69.99 and $119:

More Moo

2009-04-15T20:51:00.001-07:00

Hmmmm...I think my cow collection needs a few more friends. I've seen this design by Marimekko before, but never on plates and cups.

Oh yes, this will do.

You're So Vain

2009-04-14T13:42:00.000-07:00

I'm having one of those days. Went to the dentist and -according to him- my filling came loose and there is a cavity forming underneath. He tried to show it to me on the x-ray...he said see...there...just a touch of shadow. Mmmhmm. So he tells me I will need a crown. Anyway. After insurance the whole thing is going to cost over $600. Maybe I should just let my teeth rot. Oh and I brush my teeth too hard. And I need my wisdom teeth out. Awesome. Adam has an appointment at the end of the month. We both cannot wait to discover the scoop on his pearly whites.

Happy Easter!

2009-04-12T16:32:00.000-07:00

Today we visited my friend Kelli's church called Chrio. Her husband Richard is the pastor and he shared an interesting reading about Easter from Joseph Bayly's Psalms of My Life:

Let's celebrate Easter with the rite of laughter.

Christ died and rose and lives.

Laugh like a woman who holds her first baby.

Our enemy death will soon be destroyed.

Laugh like a man who finds he doesn't have cancer, or he does but now there's a cure.

Christ opened wide the door to heaven.

Laugh like children at Disneyland's gates.

This world is owned by God, and he'll return to rule.

Laugh like a man who walks away uninjured from a wreck in which his car was totaled.

Laugh as if all the people in the whole world were invited to a picnic and then invite them.

Good Friday

2009-04-10T12:11:00.000-07:00

Isaiah 53:4-6 (King James Version)
4Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
5But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
6All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Mini Office

2009-04-10T11:31:00.000-07:00

Such a great idea for a small space from Martha Stewart Living! Right now my "filing system" consists of miscellaneous large envelopes stashed in several bankers boxes. While not entirely in disarray, I have found this set-up inconvenient and lacking style. If I had something like this, it could really go anywhere.

FYI

2009-04-09T16:54:00.000-07:00

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE April 2, 2009

Michael Christie Leads
The Phoenix Symphony in the
Immense Masterpiece
Carmina Burana
Phoenix Symphony Chorus and Phoenix Boys Choir
Join the Symphony for Orff’s Oratorio

PHOENIX – Nancy Allen Lundy, Steven Stolen and Stephen Powell join Virginia G. Piper Music Director Michael Christie, the Phoenix Symphony Chorus, the Phoenix Boys Choir and The Phoenix Symphony performing Carl Orff’s powerful Carmina Burana April 23 and 25. Scored for enormous orchestra, three soloists and two choirs, Carmina Burana explores Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales musically, taking the listener from pastoral hymns to raucous drinking songs, and the sheer power of “O Fortuna.” Thursday evening’s concert begins at 7:30 p.m. and is sponsored by Northern Trust, and Saturday evening’s concert, sponsored by Matson Navigation Companies, begins at 8 p.m.; both performances are at Symphony Hall in downtown Phoenix with a convenient light rail stop at Washington and 2nd Street.
Carmina Burana is paired with an equally energetic work, Spotlight Composer Jennifer Higdon’s Concerto for Orchestra commissioned in 2002 by The Philadelphia Orchestra.
Tickets for “Carmina Burana” range from $22 to $72 and can be purchased by calling the Phoenix Symphony Box Office at 602-495-1999 or by visiting http://www.phoenixsymphony.org/. Remaining highlights of The Phoenix Symphony’s 2008-09 Season include “A Salute to Rodgers & Hammerstein” (May 15-17), “Joshua Bell in Concert” (May 23) and “Legends and Heroes” (May 28 and 30).

Team Sparky

2009-04-09T11:46:00.000-07:00

Today, I officially accepted the invitation to study at ASU. Guess that means I'm a Sun Devil.

Critter Spotting

2009-04-07T10:24:00.000-07:00

The sun only directly shines into our apartment in the afternoon, so mornings are the perfect time to open up the windows and enjoy the breeze. With the windows open today, I heard a woman talking loudly. When I went to the bedroom window to investigate, a hummingbird flew just inches from the screen. It quickly darted away and landed on a tree branch right outside the apartment with the loud-speaking lady. As it perched, it looked more like a leaf than a bird. I watched it for awhile as it sped like a flash from one patch of sky to the next. My eye soon rested on a lizard climbing the wall below. Why do most animals remind me of Zeek?

Just...

2009-04-06T17:36:00.001-07:00

http://www.namasteworks.etsy.com/---- Sometimes we all need a friendly reminder.

KIND-ness

2009-04-06T11:08:00.000-07:00

I have been on a KIND kick ever since moving to Arizona last August. Sprouts is the only grocery store in my area that carries them. My favorites are Macadamia & Apricot and Almond & Apricot. The apricot gives the bar just enough moisture to make it the perfect amount of chewy and crunch. I have encountered some seriously rough --break-your-teeth-- types in the past, but these are not it. KIND not only produces a product easy on the taste buds, but donates a minimum of 5% of its profits to PeaceWorks Foundation. PeaceWorks is dedicated to seeking an end to conflict and violence all over the world. So you can feel good about the low GI value, all natural ingredients and the fact that your $1.60 (more or less) is being kind to your body and the world. Oh, and they also have a pretty snazzy gift option for all your random acts of KIND-ness.

The Augury of Spring

2009-04-03T11:21:00.000-07:00

Changed my calendar today---three days after March had expired. I can't say that I've ever had much respect for April. What other month do you know of that intentionally starts off jerking you around? That's right...none of them. When I was living in the cold north, April was a big tease. Every year I sought the augury of spring, conjuring up every ounce of prognosticating folklore. Did the groundhog see his shadow? Did March come in like a lion? Does April snow count for showers bringing flowers? And with that and other nonsense, I would wait...and wait...and WAIT. So now, when I wake each day to sunny, bird-chirping weather----I feel less superstitious. Though, one angst is easily replaced for another; mine is now summer.

*thanks to Samantha for a lovely calendar i enjoy very much!

Flutterby Butterfly

2009-04-03T10:52:00.000-07:00

Outside my window, I noticed a commotion. Many butterflies colored orange, black and white were fluttering from tree to tree. From their markings, I would guess that they were Monarch butterflies. I tried to capture a few pictures, but they wouldn't sit still. Well, I suppose if I had wings I wouldn't either.

Acting Our Age

2009-04-01T15:35:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday night we met Nicole at Carly's Bistro to hear Paul sing and play. With its nondescript exterior, Carly's could be a pretty easy place to miss. Luckily, we found it without any trouble and landed a parking spot right in front. At first there were many empty tables, but soon the whole place was filled. Paul performed a set of original songs and a few covers. Muy divertido!

Good Golly Miss Mollie!

2009-03-30T22:04:00.000-07:00

Sure do miss my Mollie Dolly...just look at those puppy dog eyes! Her ears perked up and she cocked her head when Adam called her name. She plays favorites----Daddy being top of the list. I try not to take it personally.

Mmmmm...Doughnuts

2009-03-29T12:18:00.000-07:00

Mmmmm...forbidden doughnuts. It has been many years----at least over 5----since Adam and I last attempted doughnut-making. Why such a long time? Well, it may have had something to do with us almost burning my parents' house down. But enough of dwelling on the not-so-savory past, let's instead focus on our oh-so-tasty present. Homer would be proud.

Sock Monkey Rx

2009-03-27T13:48:00.000-07:00

Mom always has the best medicine for cheering me up, even if it is a bit unconventional for my age. This time, it is a colorful sock monkey that, "takes all your troubles away!" It arrived on Wednesday, and is now clinging with magnetic arms and legs on the lamp near my bed. Over the past 5 or so years, whenever I ended up in the hospital, my mom would buy me some little creature. Even though I'm not a little kid anymore (and thankfully not hospitalized)-----getting a lamb, monkey, bee or several fuzzy flowers makes me feel better. Knowing you are loved is one of the best sources of encouragement anyone could have. Each time I see that silly sock monkey, I smile.

Waterproof

2009-03-25T10:24:00.000-07:00

Not that I would forget, but I put my little sister's SAVE the DATE up on the fridge in plain sight. I can't believe that in just over 100 days she will be a married lady. When I think of watching her walk down the aisle with my dad, seeing her happy smiling face, I get emotional. Who wouldn't? At my own wedding I cried, my sister cried, my friends cried and one little girl -as I walked down the aisle- was overheard by her mother to say, "Goodbye Kendra, I'll never see you again." Maybe this is why we cry? After the wedding is over, even though we remain who we are and continue to see the people we care about-----we change. Everything changes. Not necessarily in a bad way, but in a way that we know that the person we were before will never be again. Okay, enough with the drama. I'm actually extremely psyched about the entire event. But you better believe my lashes will be waterproof.

Signs and Wonders

2009-03-23T17:31:00.000-07:00

On my way outside to soak up a bit of early evening sunshine, I happened to notice this illuminated cross on the wall.

Muskie Madness

2009-03-22T13:56:00.000-07:00

Absolutely the best gift a daughter could give her Xavier loving dad on his 50th birthday. Well maybe I had nothing to do with it. But still, I did put Xavier winning it all on my bracket. All that positive energy has to count for something?!? Right? Happy Birthday Dad! Go Muskies! Beat Pitt!!!!!!!

Irish Eyes Are Smiling

2009-03-17T13:39:00.000-07:00

Happy St. Patrick's Day! "The Redhead"---as my dad lovingly calls my mom on account of her fiery red hair---sent this St. Patty's wish my way. And now I pass it to you. Yesterday Adam asked me to remind him to wear a green tie or something so he wouldn't get pinched. Now, what I would like to know is who would REALLY pinch him at work? Seriously?

Urban Cookie Monster

2009-03-16T09:33:00.000-07:00

Over the weekend we happened to sample some delicious cookies from Urban Cookies. Apparently, they were recently featured on Rachel Ray. Not that I am a big fan of the redundant "E-V-O-O" gal, but she (or more likely her people) got it right focusing on this Phoenix shop. All of their ingredients are organic and of the highest quality. They make four specialty cookies and make them so well that it's hard to pick a favorite: Urban Cookie, Simple Urban, Urban Tropic and Urban Trail. Yesterday evening I decided to make my own gourmet cookie. I made a special trip to Sprouts to pick up the essentials and couldn't pass up a block of chocolate with "Quality" written right on it. Surely this would ensure my success---oh and did it ever. Fantastic!

A-Doodle-Do!

2009-03-15T18:53:00.000-07:00

Next door to Hollywood Regency Vintage, we happened upon two roosters occupying a space currently being renovated by the owner. The not pictured chick was sadly cowering in the corner. Poor guy. It was obvious that this alpha male had pecked a section of it raw. I'm just happy for the glass that separated us from the cocky, confident one. Well you knew that one was coming...don't act surprised. And now, your moment of Zen:

Phoenix Art Museum

2009-03-12T12:59:00.000-07:00

Stark, quiet, and still, yet clamoring with centuries of creative voice----I adore most museums.

Seuss Tree

2009-03-07T22:45:00.000-08:00

Not sure the name of this peculiar tree...with yellow pom pom blossoms it looks like something from Dr. Seuss.

Tribe Territory

2009-03-06T21:07:00.000-08:00

When Britty and Dom flew in last Wednesday, we decided to attend the inaugural game of Indians vs. Giants at Goodyear Ballpark. Goodyear is a brand-spanking new spring training facility that will soon be home to both the Indians and Reds. The Indians are here currently, and the Reds will join starting 2010. Can't wait! Considering the three years we spent in Tribe Territory, and Adam's strange fascination with Indians memorabilia even B.C. (before Cleveland)---I had some appropriate attire to root, root for the "home" team. Dominic unabashedly wore his Reds cap---the mark of a true fan. The opening ceremony featured a live instrumental performance of The Star-Spangled Banner, the mayor of Goodyear, military and children on the field holding large parachute stars and a fly-over by fighter jets in V formation. Oh the Red, White and Blue!Our seats were on the berm---lawn---and we spread out a large beach towel for the three of us to soak up some sun and snack on our packed picnic lunch. As Slider, the team mascot, headed our way, Brittany remembered something from our shared past. The son of one of the pharmacists we used to work with was the mascot for the Cleveland Indians. Now...we didn't quite trust our memory. Kind of doubting whether this were true or not I decided to head over to Slider and ASK. It went a little something like this:

"Hey Slider...Are you so and so's son?" he leans down and softly whispers "yes" trying not to break character for the children...

"Well Brittany and I used to work with your father at the pharmacy!"

whispers again something to the effect of, "No WAY."

Anyway! Small world! AND a great day for a ballgame!

Hotel Robertso

2009-03-03T12:19:00.000-08:00

Hotel Robertso has seen a heavy spike of visitors for the months of January and February. All sojourners have been from Ohio and seem to desire only two things: sunshine and temperatures above ass-freezing. We were happy to accommodate and even found a way to throw in a few extras like a day-trip to Sedona, cacti photo-op, or rock climbing.

Take recent guests Mr. Underwood and his wife Ellen. Their long weekend stay sported perfect 75 degree temperatures, blue skies and sunlight. Both had never been to Arizona before, never to the southwest and Mr. Underwood had never once in his life flown on an airplane. When asked about his first flying experience he expressed disappointment, "I expected more "g's"---like a roller coaster or something."

Before checking in, they checked out downtown Phoenix attending their son-in-law's shielding ceremony. After seeing Adam receive his shiny new badge, and get his picture with the county attorney they headed out for lunch. Mountains were never out of their line of sight and the names of each one given: South, Estrella, White Tank, Camelback. Lunch over, they rode happily west to their destination---and the rest of Friday was spent in a state of calm reminiscing and relaxation back at the apartment...errrr umm hotel.

Saturday stood ready and willing for a day-trip to Prescott. Only about an hour and a half north of Phoenix, the elevation can drop the temperature by 15 degrees or more. The scenic route added an hour, was lacking in bathrooms and put the travelers on a 2-way switchback mountain road to Prescott. Upon arriving, the couple and their hosts first spotted the local Safeway where the bakery had just taken crusty french bread out of the oven. This combined with salami, cheese and olives made for a tasty picnic snack.

Parking at the courthouse, the four walked the square of tiny artisan shops for a couple hours. On a whim, the tour decided to venture toward Jerome but after a wrong turn and the growing lateness of the day this notion was scrapped. By chance on the way out of town, the group stumbled on a place called the Granite Dells. Something akin to the Garden of the Gods in Colorado with giant boulders protruding suddenly out of the earth. It was the best of spots for a family photo op, shenanigans and climbing.

A very bright satellite, so bright and big to cause everyone to doubt whether it was heavenly at all, shone prominently along the path home. The remnants of the setting sun were a dim glow in the west with mountains only faintly visible. One last stop at the Rock Springs Cafe for a slice (or two or three shared) of their famous pie and a cup of coffee ended a day that we hope was as memorable for our guests as it was for us. Come again. We'll leave the sun on for ya'.

Tasty Palindrome

2009-02-24T08:55:00.000-08:00

For Valentine's Day 2009 the boys cooked up a special breakfast for us gals. Eggs, bacon and heart-shaped pancakes. Apparently it was a team effort. Isaac mixed up some homemade pancake batter and Adam fashioned a heart out of aluminum foil to give the cakes their lovely shape. It was muy yum---or---a very tasty palindrome.

After satiating our hunger we hopped in the car and took off north to Sedona making one stop along the way to get gas, Starbucks coffee and a Dairy Queen blizzard for Isaac. We asked each other questions of the "would you rather" variety...those of which I would rather not mention specifically. Once in Sedona, our first visit was to the Chapel of the Holy Cross where we took in a few pictures and an amazing view. The red rocks were dusted with a bit of snow, showing Adam and me the difference of seasons.

We braved the tourist trap of the main street and then took the tram to Tlaquepaque and browsed the many art-ridden shops. Katie and Isaac found a souvenir to remember their trip and then we all made our way back to the car. Adam also found a souvenir and insisted upon bringing the dead piece of cactus home in the trunk.

Being only a few miles from Flagstaff, we decided to drive the scenic route into that city. What an absolutely beautiful road! Only several days before there had been a snowstorm and while the roads were clear the heavy coatings on the high-elevation pines and rocks were not. So strange to only be a couple hours north of Phoenix and such a difference of temperature and topography! From Seguro cactus to Ponderosa pine-----from warm desert to cold mountain--- Arizona never ceases to amaze.

Grammy for Phoenix Chorale

2009-02-08T15:09:00.000-08:00

The Phoenix Chorale won a GRAMMY today for Best Small Ensemble Performance with their album Spotless Rose: Hymns To The Virgin Mary. Laura Inman (the brunette looking gorgeous and absolutely ecstatic in red) performs with this fantastic group. Laura also happens to be the Assistant Director of The Phoenix Symphony Chorus. Congratulations! So happy for you!

The Snowman Told Me

2009-02-06T10:43:00.000-08:00

Talked to Aunt Marcia today. Yesterday she told Christopher (3 yrs) to behave and he told her, "I can't behave." --"Why?"-- "Because I'm not responsible." She couldn't help but laugh and then asked who told him to say that? "The Snowman!" While she was telling me this I also heard him shout that the cat told him too. Ornery!!!!!!

Vibrant Color

2009-02-05T11:49:00.000-08:00

One of my favorite places to peruse is World Market. Many of their items are vibrant in color and exotic in form. Kelli told me that the store nearest her home in Mesa was closing. I hope this is an isolated incident and won't become a trend for all of their locations. That would be sad----especially for little dog Dash, who counts on it for all his small, neighing horse baby needs.

Symphony of Psalms

2009-02-04T11:25:00.000-08:00

If you click on the picture...it should take you to the Phoenix Symphony's website with the actual video. The Phoenix Symphony Chorus performs Stravinsky's Symphony of Psalms two nights this week---Thursday and Saturday. The piece is hauntingly beautiful and sung in LATIN...fulfilling all my nerdy historian fantasies.

Qcumberz

2009-02-04T09:24:00.000-08:00

A handwritten sign in the store said it all, "Yes, these really are our prices!" The dresser/buffet in the picture was only $65!?!...all wood and some pretty nifty hardware. Qcumberz---aside from its quirky name---has quite an eclectic collection of antiques and wonderful junk. While appearing small on the outside, it seems to never end on the inside. Nicole and I were very happy to have found such an interesting place. Northern 7th Avenue seems to have some other unique shops, it certainly warrants further exploration.

Must Read

2009-02-03T20:59:00.001-08:00

What an amazing girl. Maybe all those courtroom dramas on television are useful after all!

Field of Dreams

2009-02-02T14:15:00.000-08:00

Oh boy...oh boy...OH BOY!!!!!!! One can only wonder what green loveliness will sprout after all the ploughing today. Maybe soy beans? green beans? corn? I am all nerves!!!!!!!

Honey Gurrl

2009-02-01T12:18:00.001-08:00

Yesterday, I finally found the disk I needed to reinstall our web cam. Our computer crashed right before Christmas and had to be rescued (Thanks Isaac!)---but some things had to be reinstalled. While talking wedding details on Gmail chat, Katie asked Grandma if she wanted to talk/see me. Grandma Betty is 92 years old. She was absolutely thrilled to see me but couldn't quite figure out how I was there but not there. The wonders of technology. "Honey Gurrl," she would squeal..."Where are you?" "Arizona!" "ARIZONA!!!!! OOOOOH!"

Meowy Thanks

2009-02-01T12:14:00.000-08:00

Cafe con Leche

2009-01-30T22:05:00.000-08:00

At Lola Tapas they roast their own beans...need I say more? Fantastic!

Clairvoyance

2009-01-27T19:49:00.000-08:00

Strange. Bizarre. Clairvoyance at its best. Last night Nicole had a dream that she and I were touring Taliesin West. After waking, she happened to check facebook. I posted on her wall and she noticed that my picture was that of me sitting in a chair at the very place she dreamt. Why does this happen? This has happened to me. My sister and her friend had a falling out and remained at odds for several weeks. One night I had a dream that she and her friend had reconciled and were now friends once more. The next day I spoke with my sister and relayed this dream...she was astonished because this very event had occurred only the night before! And I can't say that this has been the only example of such extra-sensory perception. Maybe I should start a hotline?!?

Taliesin West

2009-01-27T10:22:00.000-08:00

On a whim this past Saturday we toured Taliesin West, the former winter residence and brainchild of pioneering American architect/designer/eccentric/genius/egomaniac Frank Lloyd Wright. According to Deidre, our efficient tour guide, Mr. Wright would affix a tile (see above) with his signature to those projects not deviating from his original design. Considering this, I find the tile he attached to Taliesin West absolutely hilarious. As are several other bits of information...that he and his wife Olgivanna would host large parties for dignitaries and movie-stars, requiring all the apprentices (slaves) to prepare the food and serve. Apart from serving and studying, the apprentices were encouraged to: play a musical instrument, sing, dance, read poetry, act----all under the guise of achieving well-roundedness----but probably more likely to entertain the many guests invited to Taliesin West.

Mr. Wright was a seventy year old man when he hiked into the Arizona desert to find the perfect site for his winter residence. Taliesin West is built by means of the very place it inhabits using desert masonry, a method and term of FLW's own creation. Of course, the apprentices hauled the matter to the site and certain rocks are noted by how many cadets were needed to carry them. Originally the site was open to the air---consisting of canvas, void of glass and electricity. The encroaching power lines of the ever expanding Phoenix area angered Mr. Wright. To express his displeasure he had a part of Taliesin that used to look out over the valley walled up so that he no longer saw it. But, in a turn of sentiment not too long after, demanded that electricity be accessible before his winter arrival. When he decided to install glass in the complex he refused to move several vases even a few inches to make way for the new substance. As a result the apprentices cut the glass to the vase and part of it sticks outside and part inside.

In the short tour---ninety minutes---I was briefly acquainted with the importance of the person behind the design. I marvelled at his stubbornness, his willingness to try new things, his confidence. Often I had heard of the natural elements Mr. Wright incorporated in his designs, but i was never informed that the man himself was a force of nature. His creative flair and proliferation ceased only with his death at ninety-one. Taliesin West is a tribute to energy at any age. Whether you decide to trek out to the desert at seventy or seven...it's all in what you make of it. Though I'm sure it helps to be a genius and have a few apprentices at your disposal.

Cowboys, Cougars, and Prairie Dogs (OH MY!)

2009-01-25T17:25:00.000-08:00

On Saturday, we took a trek into the Estrella Mountains. WHAT AN ADVENTURE!

Starting out at the trailhead. Sounds dangerous!

Getting ready to head out. "BA" stands for BAAAAAD Trail.

At the half-way point.

Unbelieveable! We thought we saw some creatures scurrying around on the desert floor, but we weren't sure until we got right up on top of them!

More of these little guys. As you can see, we must have startled the one on the left...

At the summit. I think you can see Wisconsin from here.

As we were making our way back to the car, we nearly became cougar lunch. Thankfully, the cougar had found a tastier snack!!!!!!!

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As we left the park we saw some commotion over at the rodeo arena. There were cowboys riding horses and shooting pistols at balloons. All in all, a pretty exciting morning!

Obvious Good Luck Charms

2009-01-18T19:18:00.000-08:00

When Kendra and I move to a new city, we don't just increase its collective IQ--we also bring overwhelming success to its professional sports teams. Take a look at the season records of the teams below, and you'll see what I mean. In black are the teams' dreadful pre-A&K seasons. In red are the teams' amazing post-A&K seasons. The abrupt turnarounds are quite stunning and obviously prove that we are good luck charms. You'll note, however, that not even our superpowers were able to prod the Cleveland Browns into the postseason. Sorry Browns. We eventually got you a winning season, but we're good luck charms NOT miracle workers!

Cleveland Indians
2002: 74-88
2003: 68-94
2004: 80-82
2005: 93-69
2006: 78-84
2007: 96-66 and won Division Series against Yankees.

Cleveland Browns
2003: 5-11
2004: 4-12
2005: 6-10
2006: 4-12
2007: 10-6

Cleveland Cavaliers
2002-2003: 17-65
2003-2004: 35-47
2004-2005: 42-50
2006-2006: 50-32 and won first round of playoffs.
2006-2007: 50-32 and went to NBA finals.

Arizona Cardinals
2005: 5-11
2006: 5-11
2007: 8-8
2008: 9-7 and HEADED TO SUPERBOWL XLIII!!!

Hide and Seek

2009-01-17T19:25:00.000-08:00

We finally decided to get out of the apartment this weekend. It's weird, but I think our bodies and minds have been trained to seek shelter in the winter months--to get inside, huddle down, and sleep until winter slips into spring. But in Phoenix the "winter" months are just arbitrary names on a calendar. December, January, February. Warm. Warmer. Hot.

Long story short, it was 80+ degrees again today and there was no way we could justify lazing around in the apartment surfing the internet and wearing our fat pants all day. We got in the car and just started driving (technically we stopped at Costco first to order a carrot cake for ANOTHER office party next week. See "fat pants" above). We eventually meandered all the way into Olde Scottsdale which was a HUGE mistake. I've heard very scary rumors of the infamous "snow birds" flocking into Phoenix during the winter to escape the frozen north. But until today I hadn't really noticed any unusual crowding or heightened chaos around town. Apparently that's because the snow birds don't flock to Phoenix, they descend on SCOTTSDALE. We sat in bumper to bumper traffic on Scottsdale Road before I decided to peel off to the west.

That's when we realized that we might not be too far from a place we had heard about a long time ago, but never tried because it was fairly far away. Dick's Hideaway. I know. Strange name but not a single bad review. With our trusty iPhones we were able to pinpoint it's location. The restaurant, however, certainly lived up to its name. It was very hidden. I thought I had passed it completely and so turned into a random parking lot to turn around and check the map. As luck would have it, I parked directly in front of the entrance without even realizing it. The restaurant itself is no more than three tables and a bar. Very small but VERY good. Kendra had a BBQ chicken pizza with gouda cheese and I had the New Mexico platter: pork tamale, chile relleno, and chicken enchilada with green chile sauce covering the whole thing. Kendra's pizza was good, but the platter took center stage. We both ate on that and took most of the pizza home.

All in all, a pretty good trip today. Kendra put together a little "Dick's Hideaway" collage. Make sure you take notice of the picture of the soup menu on the left-hand side. Sound familiar? (click the pic to make larger)

Inside Looking Out

2009-01-16T16:23:00.000-08:00

Ahhhhh... 79 degrees. Let's just hope the scorpions don't find their way in....

Happy Birthday

2009-01-15T20:14:00.000-08:00

How old will I be? 27? 26? We had to think a little too long about this. 27? NO...really? That would mean that I was 26? I thought I was 25. A few more advanced calculations----age when married - graduation + DOB = ?!? What a relief...not as old as we thought.

Pay Attention

2009-01-14T10:16:00.000-08:00

In desperate need of some socks and a pullover, I made a visit to our walk-in closet. Just as I was exiting something caught my eye. A pattern embroidered on the hood of a sweatshirt I have owned for several years and never noticed. It says, "Vertigo"----the brand. A small and pleasant discovery...kind of like when you reach in a pocket of a pair of pants or purse you haven't worn in awhile and find money (even a dollar is absolutely thrilling!).

Stuck in the Past

2009-01-13T22:50:00.000-08:00

It's getting close to midnight here and I'm finally feeling like I might be able to sleep. MIDNIGHT...which reminds me of New Year's Eve this year (last year...technically this year and last year...well you know what I mean). I was in Ohio with the fam and Adam was home all by himself in Arizona (make a sad face). We were talking to each other on the phone when the clock struck twelve AND since twelve in Ohio was still only TEN in Arizona, Adam promptly said, "Help, I'm stuck in the past." Then, of course, we were all very amused.

Not To Brag

2009-01-13T13:49:00.001-08:00

Current Temperature: 72 degrees
Skies: Clear Blue
Sun: Shining
Month: January (WHAT?!?)

Bloodthirsty Yipping

2009-01-13T09:42:00.000-08:00

So, if it wasn't for the fact that hyenas aren't native to this continent...I would be pretty convinced that a gaggle of them were just outside my window early this morning. Again, around 2:30AM (seems to be a common point of wakefulness over the past several days) I was awakened, this time not by a knock but by police sirens and a series of ugly, bloodthirsty yips. Adam heard them too. (whew...not entirely crazy) Anyway...it is far more likely the disturbing yelps were the cries from a pack of this guy:

Probably not as a cartoon...but I have no visual proof of this assertion.

Winter Wedding

2009-01-12T13:27:00.000-08:00

Adorned with snowflakes and sparkly cake glitter, Laura and Bill's cake was the perfect accessory to a winter wedding. I was thrilled to snap this shot while the spotlight shaded blue. The wedding was a great success---not that I was expecting anything less. Like Katie said, "The Dunns really know how to throw a party." True, very true.

This Morning's Moon

2009-01-11T18:52:00.000-08:00

My sleep was pretty restless this morning. Tossing and turning----waking up first at 2:30AM thinking there was a knock on the door. Listening intently to see if the sound repeated. It didn't. The moon was full and cast an eerie light this morning. I took this about 8am. Full moon = funny business?

Hallelujah!

2008-12-07T17:49:00.001-08:00

Humorous Humbuggery

2008-12-05T08:32:00.000-08:00

Much has changed since last year. Don we no longer winter apparel. Instead, Adam had on shorts and sandals on December one. This seems wrong to me. Both of us really miss the Cleveland snowfalls and *shock* the chill of winter. Though I think it has more to do with the ideal of Christmas. Songs like Frosty the Snowman, Let it Snow, and Dashing Through the ...SNOW. As a kid I earnestly prayed for a white Christmas every year. I remember hoping with all my heart to wake up at grandma's, look outside and see snow. Even a few measly flakes felt like a Christmas Miracle tantamount to George Bailey realizing he wants to live. So when it's 70 degrees, sunny and desert-scape out my window...it makes me a bit dejected. But it may also have something to do with our tree this year:

Not so hot compared with last year's nugget of festive cheer:

Or the year before that:

Okay...so MAYBE we haven't decided if that crazy hook and wire thingy and festive potholder will be the extent of our holiday decor. Who knows? I might get all inspired and put some ornaments on it. That would be terrific!

Makin' a List

2008-12-04T16:22:00.000-08:00

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? both
2. Real tree or Artificial? real tree
3. When do you put up the tree? usually right after thanksgiving
4. When do you take the tree down? first week of january
5. Do you like eggnog? yes
6. Favorite gift received as a child? aunt marcia put a note in all the kids stocking saying she would take all of us (cousins) to see Beauty and the Beast
7. Hardest person to buy for? my father-in-law or sister
8. Easiest person to buy for? my dad
9. Do you have a nativity scene? yes
10. Mail or email Christmas cards? mail
11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Whatever I got from Mollie last year
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? toss up between White Christmas and It's A Wonderful Life
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? sometimes november...sometimes much later
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? ummm...no
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? persimmon pudding and christmas cookies
16. Lights on the tree? YES white or colorful
17. Favorite Christmas song? Carpenter's Christmas Collection is one of my favorites but I like all the classic Christmas songs and usually none of the new remakes
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? TRAVEL
19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer’s? You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and... (YES!)
20. Angel on the tree top or a star? either
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? both
22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? being in Phoenix
23. Favorite ornament theme or color? vintage...hallmark...tacky...homespun...i love 'em all
24. Favorite for Christmas dinner? mashed taters
25. What do you want for Christmas this year? a blank check
26. Who is most likely to respond to this? those who like to answer questions
27. Will you bake any cookies? GINGERBREAD AND MANY MORE!!!!!

Doggone it!

2008-12-04T14:24:00.000-08:00

Mollie cocked her head eight times as if to say, "What the heck???"----of course what dog wouldn't be confused if they heard their person's voice emanating from the laptop, "Help! Mollie! I'm trapped in the computer!!!!" All said in high-pitched puppy langage of course. Hehehe. That's why they call me BK. This picture is from two years ago. (eeek...how time flies!) Mollie is so embarrassed. Mortified really. She loves presents. So does Zeek. Especially shiny pink ones. This is Zeek:

Don't let that innocent face fool you...he steals presents and bread sticks. Kind of like the Grinch but less grouchy. In fact, I don't think he is ever grumpy. Unless you try to catch him when he escapes---then he bites. But not if you bring him a "cookie". So I guess you could say he's more like the cookie monster. This is Dash:

He likes to eat babies. Not really. But he was quite intrigued by this little gal. So there you have it. The dogs in my life. And I can't wait to come home and see them all! :-)

Good Morning AZ!

2008-12-03T11:22:00.000-08:00

Happy Holidays! A few of us from the Phoenix Symphony Chorus and Phoenix Girl's Choir met up this morning to sing for Good Morning AZ. We sang "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas" and "We Need A Little Christmas"---fun! Though it is difficult to feel Christmas-y when it is 70 degrees and sunny. Poor Phoenix! So beautiful and sunny all the time. Just terrible! Reminds me of this bit by Triumph. Oh and if you want to hear our little gig just click.

Performance Week

2008-12-02T15:47:00.001-08:00