Thursday, March 20, 2014


I found the gift I'd be buying my dad for his birthday this year.... If I could get over the possibly genetic horror we would both feel at paying $45 for a t-shirt.

I'll never forget him telling me about his own vision quest -- I think it was in White Sands? He said in taking the journey he was really asking questions that were, at the time to him, of terrible importance.

After days of fasting and walking through the desert, presumably high out of his mind, his one transcendent vision was of....

a banana.

In retrospect he told me he thinks he was just really really hungry. And possibly had a potassium shortage.

After a few years of life next to my dad -- fading in the salt air, acquiring some epoxy burned holes, and a nice gentle yellowing from cigarette proximity -- I'd take this shirt back and sell it on etsy for $150, and buy my dad the new knotmeter from West Marine he'd have wanted in the first place.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

big bend

My family went camping without me.  I couldn't take the time off from the library, and although I was obviously very sad to miss Big Bend this year, I can't say it was exactly a hardship to sleep a full uninterrupted 10 hours every night they were gone.  I barely managed to fill half a dishwasher and half of that was gin and tonic glasses. 

I did get a lot done in their absence -- trees planted, walls and floors painted, clothes washed and folded, sheets changed, dead parakeets buried in shallow graves... With the sheer number of tiny animals buried in our backyard at this point, I would forgive the forensic anthropologists of the future for conjecturing that our dwelling housed a serial killer or two.  Really we've just had bad luck this year. With chickens, fish and now our parakeets, Twig and Sparkle. 

The girls both got their Junior Ranger badges and took their oaths. They climbed the Window Trail, which is no easy hike! Especially with a broken arm and a sling! And they reported that although camping was VERY fun, they were glad to wake up in their own beds this morning. 

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Friday, November 1, 2013

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

pedernales and other stuff

We went to Pedernales State Park. The river was not as weirdly green as it appears in these pictures. The kids swam. Ben vacillates between finding fish in the water either exciting or completely terrifying, depending as far as we can tell on cloud formations or solar flares. That day it was a mix of both.  I can safely say the Rodens are definitely no longer aquarium people, for the foreseeable future at least. 

We found our favorite tree - Bear immediately pooped in front of it. At first this was disappointing, but later on in the afternoon it allowed us to observe a female dung beetle up close and personal. UPSIDE!

Jane picked up some litter.

Bear remembered he could swim. Which is sort of the bare minimum on the "being a water dog" scale, but whatever. We were proud of him anyway. I've found that setting the bar low is the key to happy pet ownership. 

Also Ben started nursery school. This is a picture of Jane walking him into class on the first day. He likes it approximately 99% of the time; the 1% being 3 minutes every morning when the teachers are peeling him off my legs. 

And I started my job.  It's going okay. Why do we need so MANY laws though? Could people just stop making them all the damn time maybe? The law library is running out of space. 

ALSO we bought $40 of bricks on Craigslist and straight up just made this pathway in like 3 hours. If you come to my house I will drag out outside to view this path. You have to admire it, out loud, repeatedly, before I free you to discuss or look at other things. Ain't no party like a pathway party cause a pathway party is MANDATORY. 

So that's what blogging is now, apparently. Just a random assemblage of iphone pics I've probably already instagrammed, with additional cursory notes. If you want real blogging... that harkens back to the beautiful marbled text blocks and lovingly carved nibs of a gentler journaling age, please look no further than  where Chase claims he is going to start blogging again although I have my doubts. Because right now we are both VERY VERY tired. What is up with this? WHY are we so tired? We don't have newborns/demanding careers/jetlag. GEEZ get off our backs TIREDNESS.