Happy Thanksgiving

Trying to catch up with our posts . . . my Mom & Dad made the long trip for Thanksgiving this year. It was brave of them, given that there was only ONE DAY in November that it didn't rain or snow in Seattle. We just had the wettest month in history - hopefully December is a little drier.


We ate out for Thanksgiving (all of the food - none of the dishes, or leftovers), watched a Husky game (my mom getting into the Husky spirit), went to the aquarium, and relaxed. Overall a successful trip until Brandon got sick & I had to work on their last day. Too bad, but it was a fun weekend anyway. Thanks for coming to visit!

I usually hate short stories.

I have never really liked short stories. In general, I think they always bother me because they never give you all the information (because if they did they wouldn't be short huh.) Still, I try to read them because I always think, "Maybe I'll like this one." Well, I just got done reading a group of short stories by Dennis Lehane (the author of Mystic River) called Coronado and I really like them. They all had sort of a dark tone, so if you liked Mystic River you might like this (and if you haven't seen Mystic River I would recommend that too).

So I thought I had made a huge grown-up breakthrough. I thought I started to like short stories. The next logical steps were to start reading poetry, wear a cardigan and pretend to be an intellectual. You know those people. The kind that you stand behind on your one trip to an art gallery in two years and your both staring at the same painting and they are saying things like, "you can tell that the artist was painting the pain of a child that lived in a slum, ate newspaper clippings and never got to meet his grandmother" while you are thinking "How can painting a red strip on a black canvas be considered art???" Anyway, I thought I was inching my way to becoming that guy, uber-cultured if you will. Well don't worry, I read some more short stories and hated them. Back to my old self. The short stories collection was called Galletin Canyon (can't think of the author offhand) and about 4 of the 10 stories were set in the Bozeman area. Even that couldn't save it.

Hope everyone had a great thanksgiving.

B

Mile High

This post is a little tardy. Karlee had a three day weekend so we took a little trip down to Denver to visit some friends. It worked out pretty well because there are a lot of people in Denver that we don't see enough. Besides the usual suspects in these pictures, Karlee has a handful of medical school classmates that are working in Denver (and we actually got to see most of them). We even went to a UM Grizzlies game when we were there (they were playing in Greeley). Hopefully it won't be too long before we can repeat this trip.