Rockies get swept -- and lose at home, no less.Followed by more sad news: Grand Old Opry legend Porter Wagoner dies at 80.
The World According to Carp
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Michael signed up at the museum for a drawing for a light-pole banner -- the kind you'll see advertising museum exhibits, sports teams, etc. His name was drawn, and we picked it up today.
Check out the short film "I Am Bob," starring Bob Geldof as himself in a case of mistaken identity. Love it!
Just had to share some cuteness. We visited our friends Jon & Franchesca in nearby Centennial recently and caught up with Keona (born in March) and Emma. Gorgeous girls (they've got exceptional genes).
Michael and I went to our neighborhood theater, the Esquire (with a burned-out Q), last night to see "The Darjeeling Limited." To my delight, I had found out earlier in the week, the Friday-Saturday midnight movie was my favorite, "Rushmore," also by Wes Anderson.
Every time I watch "Rushmore," I see something I hadn't noticed before, and seeing it larger than life brought out even more nuances.
He's the same kid who gets shot in the neck with a blow dart by Magnus, and when Max is spending a lot of time with Herman and Miss Cross, the kid's sitting in the front seat of Herman's car wearing a silly hat. 
On Saturday night, we combined two of our favorite backyard pastimes into one -- fire in the pit and video on the big screen. Since Shane & Cristine got a fire pit, we've been able to hang outside on cooler nights. And a couple of times this summer, neighbors have had movie nights in the backyard. This time our neighbor Justin set up equipment for the Rockies' third game against the Phillies.
A cold front had moved in, so the fire was much needed last night (you can see that everyone had to pull out their winter gear after a daytime high in the 70s). Beer and s'mores kept us warm too.
The new furnace is a shiny piece of beauty and is paired with a touch-screen digital thermostat.
Here's the second installment from my hair photos. This is from 1986, and I'm pretty sure it was before "The Rocky Horror Picture Show," which I attended many a midnight weekend. That was when you could still throw toast and rice, and a motorcyclist drove through the theater during one of Meatloaf's scenes.
Oatmeal with goji berries & rose hips! I have been addicted to this in the past week, and it's so much more filling than cold cereal.
Well, not new so much as reupholstered. Since we got our dining table & chairs last fall, we have wanted to change out the seats. Sheer laziness is all that prevented it. I figured I'd stumble across some funky fabric at a thrift store, but I found this last week at a fabric shop that specializes in heavier fabric for furniture and drapes. Michael wants me to make "insulating quilts" for our old, creaky windows this winter, so I stopped in to check out the selection. Found this diamond-patterned fabric on the sale shelf. I had envisioned more turquoise, but at $6.99 a yard, I couldn't resist! ![]() | ![]() |

While my sister-in-law and I were exploring her Vancouver, Wash., neighborhood earlier this month, we came across a shop that sells pretty much nothing but sodas. I didn't find any Kentucky-made Ale-8-1, but it did sell Pop Shoppe products, which I hadn't seen since I was a kid. Back then, there was an entire store of nothing but their products, and you'd fill up a crate with various flavors, then return the empty bottles when you went for a new supply.
Michael and I returned last night from Portland. We were happy to be reunited with the dogs, but it was much too short of a trip. We got in lots of QT with our cutie niece, Rebecca, above, and visited with family and friends. A fun, relaxing trip with some requisite Trader Joe's/Columbia Sportswear outlet shopping thrown in. Today it's back to the grind. Sigh.