A Day in the Life

Dinner. The conversation is excellent.

46 Degrees

I know what you're thinking. Those guys have put 85,292 miles on the Suby living off the road system in Alaska? Well, we are actually meaning to direct your attention to the thermometer. 46 degrees! February 15! Alaska! What the heck! The northeastern part of America has snowpocolypse, while here on our big island we are experiencing a hotpocolypse. Like a hot pocket, only less tasty. It makes for good walking through the woods and surfing. And getting the kiddos ready for adventures is a breeze. Today we actually saw some blue sky and sunshine, which is magnificent after a long stretch of gray. I learned that Kodiak gets twice as much rain as Seattle. Hmmm... On the bright side, we get half as much rain as Ketchikan.

We also finally made it to the Fort Abercrombie group picnic site, which is awesome! Great view, beach volleyball, awesome fire pit, and horse shoes. It'd be a great place for a Lapacaca.

Our Valentine's Day began eventfully when we learned that some miscreants had ravaged the interior of our cars. All they got was a hard drive probably worth about twenty bucks. I feel like I got the last laugh, knowing that they dug around there for a while through all our worthless crap and only came out with less than $20 of stuff. That's not even minimum wage. They also went through all our CDs, deciding that we have crap taste in music. I guess there's not much resale value for Weird Al's Straight Out of Glenwood. The best part is they overlooked my wallet, which actually had credit cards AND cash. That's the beauty of having a wallet made out of recycled rice bags. As long as you can keep your kinfolk from accidentally throwing it away. Anyway we called the cops. They got 'em working in shifts.

We had forgotten all about it by the time our hot brunch date ended. We went down to Pasagshak and ran away from the wave monsters. The waves looked cool, but the howling winds made it approximately a 15 minute adventure. The car time was great, though.

My Valentine's buddies.

We are "under contract", which is the exciting time between now and the day we officially transfer the paperwork on our new (to us) duplex. It's about 1/8 to 1/4 mile to all the delights downtown Kodiak has to offer; bowling, movie theater, work, coffee, groceries, library, etc. We are excited. We will miss our lovely view and watching the boats go by, but we'll just have to be more motivated to get outside frequently. Or climb up on to our new roof, which does have an ocean view. Here's where we will live.

Boodah, self-portrait.

Another advantage of our new place will be the ability to park at the same altitude as the front door of our house. That's something a person may be tempted to take for granted before they have rugrats in their life.

Rainbow!

Vomitorium

Nothing caps a trip into Anchorage like an afternoon of projectile vomiting. Stoko actually was the first rider on the vomit train, embarking at around 2:00 AM Saturday night. Mama had to be at her class at 7 AM the next morning. Fortunately, sleep deprivation is no match for Team Wilco. Boppa spent the morning trying to leave Uncle Regan's belongings covered with as little vomit as possible, which was no easy task. We were able to confirm that Stoko had definitely eaten a fair amount of gum, but that probably wasn't the only cause.

Back in Kodiak, Boodah apparently got the same bug. The good thing about brothers is that they stick together. No brother of mine is going to suffer alone, said Stoko. (To the untrained ear, it came out sounding more like aaahhh BLAAAAAHHHHH.) Two buddies down! I was covered. Any time you can laugh about being covered in vomit, you're doing okay. I couldn't get the buddies to laugh, but at least I could. I also successfully ruled out the gum as the cause of the vomit theory. They'll laugh about it when they're older. Anyway, here they are. all tuckered out after a long afternoon of purging.

Given how energetic they usually are, it is a tad unsettling to see them groggy and lethargic. But, I'm sure they'll recover soon.

In non-vomit related news, we formally made an offer on a place in town. We'll see how it goes.

It doesn't look like much from this angle, but if we seal the deal we'll post more pictures.

We've been taking lots of short videos, because they play on our screen saver and we enjoy that effect. But they are a PITA to upload, given our 1999 internet uploading speeds, so we have to pick and choose. Mainly, our activities continue to be inside Jackson Pollock style painting experiences and outside hockey fun.

Every once in a while, we get totally socked in. Who am I kidding, it happens with some regularity! When it does, our view is like this:

Then for a few minutes, the fog will break and we'll be treated to some amazing light and glowing views.

We are in the midst of a blizzard at the moment, but it's predicted to turn to rain by tomorrow morning after 5 inches of snow accumulates tonight. Always exciting!

Fun at the park.

Stoko took some serious ambles of 10-15 steps, but he's still totally not into it. The first long one was January 31st. The others have been spread out. But he definitely prefers to crawl. He's going to love reading! Or maybe that's just an urban legend.





In case anybody was wondering, the first picture in this post is an actual, real life Roman vomitorium. We visited it on one of our early hot dates. Yeah, we know. It's such a cliche thing to do, on every top ten list, but what can we say? We are romantics at heart. Eifel Tower, Barbados, Swiss Alps, Tahiti, North African vomitorium, etc. It's usually right up there.