Does everyone think we're as funny as we think we are?

Greetings from Dutch Harbor. Here are some vintage Cook family photos, courtesy of Aunt Jane.

It's still snowing/raining here quite a lot. We hiked up to Bunker Hill for entertainment, and also wandered through the local hardware store and the outdoor running track/exercise loop. Unfortunately for the entertainment value of the blog, we haven't been donning the camera as much as usual. So thanks to the mighty google search engine for these stock photos of Bunker Hill.

We took P-Rev swimming, walking in the rain with the BOB, and worked on our guns at the gym. We've been eating dahl baht, in honor of Shantaram and with fond memories of our trek through Nepal where we ate dahl baht, dahl baht with gravel, dahl baht, dahl baht with dirt, and more dahl baht. We celebrated the end of that trip with a delicious yak cheese burger. Actually, I really made lentil soup and it just seems like dahl baht and it was in honor of those lentils that I got such a good deal on in Quinhagak so many months ago (free! ....Because they were expired back then.) (Somehow they made the move from Bethel to Dutch Harbor) (Don't ask me what state we were in to pack the expired, free lentils but leave behind our entire set of dishes) (Oh yeah, lentils don't break) (That's what we were thinking and plus they were organic....I mean, what's the chance of finding organic canadian lentils in Quinhagak?) (And plus, don't lentils cost at least $2?) (Yes, I can hear you praising my excellent bargain hunting skills) (Thanks).

In other food news, we enjoyed some tasty food prepared on Pampered Chef cookware at Janie's house. It was a Pampered Chef party. They're big here.

And as I write, Dawson has actually tired of the lentil soup which we last ate at 4:00 (in housewife terms, that means you don't have to make dinner) and decided to make his own dinner which consisted of a grilled cheese sandwich with the leftover heels of bread from various bread sacks from the past couple of weeks and one of the hardboiled eggs from Easter. What's that, you say? Hardboiled eggs don't last more than a week in the refridgerator? Well, he learned that after he ate it, was holding another bright blue egg in his hand and pondering whether he should eat it, and googled "how long do hard boiled eggs keep". Keep your fingers crossed.

Senor Revel has perfected the eagle as well as the more popular owl, which as parents we prefer. He's got this one mastered too. He's also getting more agile every day.

A few Pax Rev shots, starting with the always classic bath in the sink.

Thanks to Mama and Papa Pritchard for the great book!

Drinking milk from the Nalgene is only approved for extreme outdoorsy babies.

Other than that, we mostly just hang around eating Swedish fish and reading Swedish mystery novels. It's good my mom works with someone who's Swedish.

Well, we better go. We've got to hang out with our virtual friends on the internet. Our ability to entertain ourselves never ceases to amaze us.