Friday, May 19, 2006

happiness is 1,825 days

Yesterday was anniversary number 5! What anniversary is that anyway? First is paper...10th, china?...25th is silver...50th gold...I think 5th is candy. Anyway---here are a couple of photos from our wedding. The first one is just a snapshot, but I really like it. How romantic.



Yesterday we were thinking of things that would never have happened had we not gotten married. Here's an obvious one of baby-boy-to-be (it's his face profile). Jared took this shot,too! Cool, hun?


The second one is requires a little more. I'll give you a hint about the symbols:
1-up = extra life
*/popcorn looking thing = flower
20 = twenty coins
10 = ten coins
m = mushroom
star = star
Here's one more hint: "card house."


Well, for something a little more meaningful. My aunt told us after three weeks of marriage if we thought we were happy then, just wait. It’d keep getting better and better. She was right!

Last week I made him a big batch of cinnamon rolls, just because they are his favorite and I wanted to do something for him. Just as I was frosting the rolls, he walks through the door carrying a spring flower bouquet---just because he wanted to do something for me. Love does grow from little things.

So, we spent or fifth like the wild things we are---at home! With our sick child and couldn't have asked for anything more. We made dinner together, played some games, watched a movie, talked, did some other things married people do...like fold laundry. Ha ha just kidding. We didn't fold any laundry. Just spent time with each other which is better than any exotic vacation these days!

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

a Snow White first






She's been a little under the weather so Jared checked out Snow White from the library. She watched it yesterday morning and was mesmorized. Soooo I took advantage of her sitting somewhat still to shoot some photos and play around with different settings. What I like most about the gazillion shots resulting are her facial expressions. You'll have to guess what scene she's watching when.

Muncha Muncha



Raw pasta? It must be good. Natalie has been working on this box of pasta for a year. It's kept in the food storage area (where she loves to play) and just takes a few for a snack every now and then. She's so weird and we love it! (Note the fruit jammies. She would probably wear them like long underwear if she could get away with it.)

Monday, May 15, 2006

waiting for dad




It's been kinda cold here. 50's or so and raining. Good weather. Here's Natalie on the look out for Jared to come home.

"I crazy!"


Natalie wears being "crazy" like a badge. This is just after waking up from a late afternoon nap (can you tell from the "do") so I'm trying to rouse her from her grumpiness by having her help me cook which basically means a free-for-all in the kitchen drawer. She could play for hours in that drawer. She is also wearing two jammies---her fruit ones and "dress jammies" because she likes them so much she insists on wearing them throughout the day simultaneously. "I crazy!"

What parent hasn't seen this?



So, Natalie is learning to use the toilet. And, as you can see from the photos, is loving it...well, at least one part of it. In fact, she's enjoying it so much she's eating the toilet paper.

They're back!


Here's a long awaited photo of my goldfinch visitors. Lately there has been a feeding frenzy over our little feeders. Even when Natalie is playing in the sandbox a few feet away birds are happily pecking about. We set up the hammock which attaches to the same post just below the feeders. All three of us were hanging out and a pair of house finches flew right up and started in on dinner inches from my toes. Neat!

fun idea


I made these little fork toppers for Jared's b-day party.

and a goodnight


Here's Jared trying to not look like he knows I'm taking a photograph. I'm not sure what I liked more about this moment---Natalie drifting off to sleep while reading with her dad, or Jared still reading the "kids book" because it's that good.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

"Garage Saling"

Ahhhh! It's that time again. The hunt of a good deal, anticipation of the one-of-a-kind find, cracking jokes with complete strangers, watching the truly obsessed haggle and rush about. What better way to spend a few hours on Saturday morning in the spring? Well, besides sleepiing in, leisurely breakfasts, and watering the garden...

This is one of my great finds…ready? Today, I found a Pente game for 50 cents! Pente was one of the only board games at my grandma and grandpa’s house-on-the-lake in Oregon and I cannot tell you how many wonderful hours were spent strategizing with cousins and uncles. OK, attention family: one more really really really good reason to come visit---PENTE!

Tonight Jared and I are going to have the first ever Anderson family Pente tourney. Ha ha ha ha. Is he in for it!

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Life of Pi



“How did I think up the theme that reality is a story and we can choose our story and so why not pick "the better story" (the novel's key words)?” ~Yann Martell

Where do I begin? Perhaps I should simply start typing away. Don’t you love those books you cannot put down? Books with a plot that becomes it’s own character, captivating details, and a point to drive the reader mad with wonder in the end?
Life of Pi is that species of book. First, I must write a quick note (and don’t finish this sentence if you want to read the book someday): boo to the jacket designer/writer for describing the book in such detail even down to how there are two stories in the end. Although the book is broken in two parts really, it didn’t bother me, and neither did the first person voice speaking directly to the reader. The first half held it’s own and was a necessary background, thickening the plot-soup.

Here’s my synopsis. The first part of the book details Pi’s life growing up in India. His name is Piscine, yes a pool, and dons himself the nic-name Pi to replace the inevitable takes off it such as…well, nevermind. Pi, born a Hindu, converts to Christianity and Islam and practices all three. His father owns a zoo and much of this book is an animal book if nothing else. Eventually Pi, along with his father, mother and brother immigrate overseas taking some animals along to sell to other zoos. A shipwreck, a lifeboat, Pi and 4 surviving animals develop the remaining story.
*Stop reading here if you want to read this book and don’t want anything given away.*

I desperately want to believe the tiger version. And I do believe it as a story---the better story as Martell put it. Do I believe it as what happened, yes in ways. But, there are two unbelievable parts. First, a self-sufficient, flesh eating algae island floating unknown in the ocean with an enormous meerkat colony aboard? What is that? An escaped science project gone bad? I believe that the idea of aliens existing as possible, but reality? Please. As far as it made for a fantastic read, great! I love algae islands. But more unbelievable is a blind man and tiger floating in the Pacific ocean bumping into another blind man, no tiger. If they both had tigers, then I would think so. No, but really, for the Frenchman to enter the story it would have to be from the beginning.

What sheds so much light on this is a tidbit from a friend after I read the book. “Richard Parker” is not just a name but THREE different men (two REAL life people) who were killed and eaten by mates after a shipwreck in order to survive! Edgar Allen Poe wrote a story about one in 1837 and the other two were actually cases, one resulting in a huge legal case that basically now makes it murder to kill even in a survival situation whereas before it was not. So, could “Richard Parker” be another name for survival of the fittest? (Here’s what Martell has to say about this coincidence.)

So, with that little jewel of random information, review some key points in the story. Like when the Frenchman falls upon Pi to attack him and Pi cries, “Wait there is something you don’t know! There’s a tiger on board.” RP survival theory. The four photographs his Indian family friend sends Pi...why would he have a random photograph of any ol’ school group unless perhaps it was Pi’s class and there was RP looking away, non interested, RP being Pi himself? So, RP stands alone in several ways in my mind as a character---a tiger, a law of survival, and as a part of Pi himself.

The final chapter or two where Pi is being interview---completely hilarious! I laughed out loud.

I wish I would have put the book down the first few pages, ran to Barnes and Noble, bought a copy and then read this book with a pencil and pack of sticky notes.

This book is a highly intelligent read, well written, and carries tremendous flow. For a book to have just under 200 pages of ocean scene, it sure didn’t drag and I for one think that is a writing feat. Each sentence could stand alone, artful and relevant. Martell also used a variety of writing technique employed without expense the reader. For example, foreshadowing within paragraphs and chapters, usage of lists, signs, and flashback to convey information, and play-on-words and well know phrases.

Life of Pi for me was singularly informative and adventuresome. (Could you tell I really liked it?) Almost an adventure wildlife zoology textbook with a good splash of religion. A copy my friend checked out from the library had this written on the front cover, “This book will make you believe in God.” It could