Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Casa Archuleta

We had another Grandma invasion. Ellen came for Father's Day weekend, and as Lindsay says, "She turns everything to gold." Projects are Ellen's favorite way to interact and boy do we have projects.
It is an amazing feeling to have someone who "gets" us to talk to.

She helped us rescue this table from the garage & shabby-chic-a-fied it up for perfect use in our kitchen.


Ellen planted veggies, I am just praying I don't kill them. (Or the slugs, eek!)
Our visitors have been troopers, seeing as we have virtually no furniture. That was another great thing about Ellen's visit. She brought a queen bed frame with her & stayed with the boys so Matt & I could peruse the strange offerings of craigslist. We actually have a sofa now. This was all in addition to the time she sent us off on a date & paid for it! The boys had their fill of M&M's, homemade tortillas, & Grandma's funny stories about their dad. Thank you, Ellen, we miss you so much already.

advice

Collin has been giving out some priceless words of wisdom around our house. This includes:
"Don't eat poop, that would be yuck!"
"Don't eat Jake, then she would be ruined."
"Don't eat trash."
"Don't eat your shirt."
And on, and on. This kid is keeping all in line. They usually come with a warning after "Then it won't be bootiful anymore." I am loving the practical nature he is taking on, and that it is mixed in with all his imaginary four year old awesomeness. Yesterday he asked if I had seen his "bonfoomerang." 10 points to the person that can guess what he was referring to.

duh
Lovely pink donut photo from the interwebs.
It makes me happy to look at. 



Don't be afraid to fail. Be afraid not to try.




in case you need to hear it
Another gem from cyberspace.
Writing on the blog has been surprisingly difficult lately.
Not sure why, what with us being unemployed and all.

 "Don't give cherries to pigs or advice to fools."
 Irish saying. Those Irish really knew how to sum it up. I bet they knew not to eat trash.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

father figure

Our fantabulous neighbors have made the move infinitely easier. Ty, Rhiannon, Eli, & Zander are gracious, funny, & so helpful. Did I mention our dog killed some of their chickens? Yea, that is a story for another day. They invited us to an Art Car Show a few blocks from home on Father's Day. This is something you would see in Boise around Hyde Park. 


There were some interesting agendas represented. We all were beyond creeped out by this Jesus wagon. But it was free & entertaining & gave us one more chance to celebrate the man that makes our family tick. We love you Matt! Happy Daddy's Day!

Friday, June 17, 2011

another day at the beach

 Kaleb has been longing to explore some tide pools since we breathed word one about Seattle. That kid just loves exploring nature. We have yet to find them but we had fun discovering small crabs, shells, & the ever present seagull.


Mama has bangs again. Trying to stay hip in the big city.
Also, trying to keep an eye on my young boys
as the girls volleyball tournament was happening in the background.

Really?

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

These are good times, and you & me are havin' 'em.

Matt & I had our first real date night since moving. I called it "Garbage Gourmet." We visited Po Dogs & Mighty O's Donuts. AMAZEBALLS! It was so good.
Vegan donuts, only in Seattle.

The "Don King," chocolate with coconut & French Toast.



Chicago Dog, pickles, tomatoes, peppers, onions & spicy mustard.
Seattle Dog, cream cheese & scallions.

Just the thing I needed in my funk.
To spend time with the person who knows me best.
(And loves me anyway!)

"These are good times, and you & me are havin' 'em." That is a toast from my dear father, shared with me by my mom recently. He was an alcoholic, so I am sure he knew a few things about a good toast. ( I am just sayin'.)

Friday, June 10, 2011

crash

It hit. The aloneness of this journey. It found me.

Not that I expected sunshine & giggles but we were seizing the day, you know? And I am finding that those anthems, CHOOSE JOY or LOVE WINS, ring truer in these times. They will be the song of our summer. That life is what you make it, enthusiasm is a divine possession, & hakuna matata. We will cling to precious words of encouragement  because they are so desperately needed, not easily cast off as they sometimes are.

Thank you again for reading this journal and on occasion, responding to it. It means so much to me & now more than ever.

Monday, June 6, 2011

one week in

Well, a week later we are still standing. The Grandmas invaded and it was splendid. We had good food, late night chats, laughs, & navigated a wicked case of diarrhea. (Yes, you read that right, nothing brings a family together like diarrhea.)




This guy got plenty of birthday love.



The park has a zip line!
So there was more time at the beach, the park, pizza stops, & of course I continue to unpack. There are a few small moments around the house that feel like home already.




Aden chats with the neighbor, Zander.

Xander's older brother, Eli, is nuts over Kaleb.
There have been so many dots connected for us already in this short week.
Great neighbors is one of them.

More of the awesomeness that fills the Archie home.

Still trying to capture the beauty of the rhodie in the yard.
So a visit from my mom & her mom was just what I needed. My 82 year old grandma has an enthusiasm for life that is so inspiring. I listened to her stories of struggle & triumph over the years, leaving me encouraged, thank God. Because, in reality, the house mostly looks like this:

Saturday, June 4, 2011

the graduate

Our firstborn had his last day of elementary school last week. The school went all out with performances from each 5th grade class, award ceremonies, & a dove release.

I have said it before, it all goes way too fast. It does not help that from the moment I locked eyes with Parker James, I knew he was here to wreck me. To shake up all my preconceived notions, break down my walls, & tenderize the deepest parts of my heart. What a glorious inconvenience.



Then, Grammy Annie treated us to Dairy Queen. Marcela & her boys joined in the fun, too. She kept laughing so I would not have a break down.



oh what fun

Aden Mathew is witty & delightful & today, he is seven years old. We had dessert for breakfast at the French Bakery, Bakery Nouveau. We drove to a magical forest wonderland park to play & hiked to the beach. And it is not even 12:30 yet! More surprises to come...Grammy Annie is visiting!!! Shh...it's a surprise!