10/20/07
10/18/07
M.I.A.
Although it appears we have no life, or have had no life, for the last 2 months, that would be an entirely incorrect assumption. Better said is that we have a super eventful life, yet very ordinary all the same. The blame is mostly to be cast on a faulty internet connection, later work hours, some intense revamping of our dinner system to create straight-from-mom's-recipe-book meals, travel, aaaaand....we're slow. When it comes to blogging that is.
Just to keep any of you that might actually be reading this on your toes, we have loads of photos ready to place on our happenin' blog, and we're just waiting for the prime moment to post them. Otherwise, we're alive and well and happy as ever--but what do you expect when it's fall in the east, you have 3 pet turtles, and you actually hit a point in your life where you make more than you spend? Fall is beautiful without textbooks.
Just to keep any of you that might actually be reading this on your toes, we have loads of photos ready to place on our happenin' blog, and we're just waiting for the prime moment to post them. Otherwise, we're alive and well and happy as ever--but what do you expect when it's fall in the east, you have 3 pet turtles, and you actually hit a point in your life where you make more than you spend? Fall is beautiful without textbooks.
8/19/07
Home of the Original George W. • Mt. Vernon (July 28, 2007)

Our favoritest thing at Mt. Vernon was the baby hogs, and their fat hairy mom lying in the mud hole. Too bad they have to grow up, huh? The mansion was pretty cool too I guess. We mostly got distracted by wandering cows and a gopher that poor unknowing tourists called a "beaver". Washington was the man. He gardened exotic flowers, did food storage, broke horses, landscaped, and wore some nasty dentures made with stainless steel and animal teeth. We witnessed them and were grossed out first hand. And um, he founded our nation. Rock on, George.
4th of July, 2007
Happy Birthday Jonny Boy!! (July 1, 2007)
Jon may or may not be 29 now. Melissa hand-carved this lincolnesque turtle out of pure cake, and flourescent green and blue frosting. No, we're not obsessed with our turtle. We had a wicked groovin' party, and a very budgeted gift exchange. Lucky for both of us, Jon is happy with chocolate candy bars.
The National Zoo (June 23, 2007)

We were probably the only "grown-ups" there that were just as entertained as the toddlers. We'd highly recommend the giant pandas, gorillas, and the sea otters. Turns out, the National Zoo is FREE, and as you know, we're suckers for the free stuff. This alone would make your flight to DC worth it. Well, that and our stunningly entertaining presence.
Ward Campout in the "MOUNTAINS" of Virginia (June 9, 2007)
Memorial Day in DC (May 28, 2007)
West Wing Tour (May 26, 2007)
It's all who you know. Our friend Cliff took us on a personal tour of the White House's West Wing, where we met Pres. Bush, Sec. Condoleezza Rice, and Governor Schwarzenegger. Now we've all made arrangements to start our early morning jog club together every Monday-Friday, 5:30 EST. Or we at least met the White House guards, who all looked really bored.
7/29/07
Lincoln Smith
Proud parents of Lincoln Smith, the green child. He was our stowaway airline passenger on our flight out, and is now our pseudo-child--Lincoln the growing turtle. Most people out here have dogs and other such high-class pets for family members to join them in family photos, but we opted for the semi-aquatic reptile route. Having a turtle has turned out to be a great conversation item. His cute bulgy eyes somewhat resemble those of his adoptive parents, and we're sure someday soon they'll serve him well to pick up on the lady turtles.You should probably get out and see him before he's past his growth spurt and you don't even recognize him. He's walking!!
Marital Bliss :) & Honeymoon Pics
The Smiths, est. May 12, 2007. Married life is even more than all it's cut out to be. We've been holding hands for almost 3 straight months now, and we're lovin' it.


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