Where's My Snack Pack?

>> Thursday, August 30, 2007

Started CIM on Monday. Been crazy busy. But lovin' it immensely. Will post pics soon!


Fleece Socks, Tomato Basil Soup, and Grilled Cheese

>> Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Joe and I woke up nice and toasty under the blankets Saturday and Sunday morning amidst a room lingering around 55 degrees. For three days in a row, our high temps didn't break 70 and the evenings cooled down to a chill 53. With windows wide open, we welcomed the cool crisp temps and enjoyed a weekend breaking out sweatpants, long sleeved shirts.....and warm foods.

Joe rolled up his sleeves and was the mastermind behind the homemade tomato basil soup, sprinkled with romano, while I buttered and fried up the grilled cheese. Even a loaf of Irish Bread was made....but we ate it....honey-butter and all.....before I could snap a pic.


Sooooo, grood!

>> Thursday, August 16, 2007

Here's a pic I took sometime last week of the green onion bulbs I planted back in July. These things are probably the easiest things to take care of. No joke. Just water whenever the soil looks or feels dry....that's it. And they grow like weeds.

I've used the onions a couple of times now; in some miso soup, pita wraps, salads....all bueno.

Joe and I had homemade burritos the other night....we're going through Pepe Delgato's withdrawal....and I bought an avocado to dice up and toss into the creation. I read somewhere a while ago, that you can plant an avocado pit, and it'll grow and make a lovely indoor plant, but won't of course, bear any fruit. The pit is in a pot in the windowsill....waitin' for some germination.


Free Fun

>> Tuesday, August 14, 2007

The area we live in, the Cedar/Fairmount District, had their annual summer art/food/fun festival on Sunday. Good times for all. Free pony rides, tasty treats from local vendors, artists showing their impressive creations, and a very confident duo of men singing Beatles tunes. There was even a 'pretty puppy parade' earlier in the day, would have made for some nice pics.

"Mad Greek" shelling out some tasties.
Fresh, kettle-cooked popcorn."Rocket Car" rides.


Bela Anton Leos......Fleck

>> Monday, August 13, 2007

His parents named him after Bela Bartok, Antonin Dvorak, and Leos Janacek. Together with Victor Wooten, Jeff Coffin, and Victor's older brother "Future Man", Saturday night's concert was definitely a highlight amongst all concerts. A few pics from the evening at Cain Park's Evans Amphitheater.


Our Quarters

>> Saturday, August 11, 2007

I've finally gotten around to taking some snaps of our comfy apartment. The padres are much appreciative I know. So, without further ado....

This is the living area, viewed as if you just entered the front door entrance. *The fireplace is fake...Sad, yes.

Here resides the dining/work space/place for unpacked things we couldn't find a place for, room.

Our bowling alley/slip n' slide worthy hallway.


Guest/trumpet infestation room

Joe and I's room. It was laundry day, hence the lack of sheets or blanket on the bed.

All in all, a great apartment. Joe and I love our neighbors, our neighborhood and who would have imagined...even our landlord, a short and mouse-like Jewish man full of advice for anything you may be questioning.

Joe and I are hittin' up a Bela Fleck concert tonight at the local outdoor amphitheater, should be very choice. "No cameras allowed" says the website for tonight's event....we'll see about that.


Grandpa in the Sky

>> Thursday, August 2, 2007

Good friend and former trumpet section pal in Pride, Christy, sent me this snapshot today. She's working on her Masters in meteorology at the University of Utah (also my dad's alma matter), and took the picture from her office window. If you look oh so closely at the banner on the crane, perhaps you can make out...


Indeed, I'm related to the crazy shenanigans working for that construction company and am the proud granddaughter of the man who started it all back in 1962. There are old pictures of my toddler-esque brother and I sporting Gramoll Contruction t-shirts and over-sized hats our grandpa used to give us. Ah the memories. Now Uncle Jim, fourth child of the Gramoll Construction founder, is now the head honcho and is proudly carrying the torch.

Miss you grandpa.