hōm - noun. The place where one lives permanently.

Make the world your home, and it becomes natural for one to take care of it. If we do this, we see others in our home as our brothers and sisters, as family. Invite them to make it their home and it will become natural for them to care for it as well. From here they will invite their newfound brothers and sisters to do the same. This is Utopia.

Our Dot

Word of the Day:

cal⋅li⋅pyg⋅i⋅an

–adjective.
having well-shaped buttocks.


I approve of this new word.

Seat me next to the irritating talker, please

Quiet starers are just awkward - with irritating talkers one at least has an opportunity to learn something. I mean... They irritate one for a particular reason, and if we could just identify what that thing is we might be able to learn from it. Hopefully it's not as simple to me as just an obnoxious voice, but if they have a standpoint I don't agree with or base their opinions and beliefs after a logic I don't have... Then I can see something from their eyes instead of running around the world thinking I've got it all figured out.

Less Length, More Post! Half the Calories!

Alright, alright... I've been horrid about keeping up to date on the blog, sadly. I keep wanting to make a post, but compared to Kelsey's Godzilla posts, I don't have much content. BUT! I have ways to grab you, sir and madam - I have clever links and pictures!

Who the hell needs a shark cartilage supplement?

The Apple™ Gods have spoken!

Now that I've drawn you in with pretty colors and an uninteresting layout (I really should try my hand at messing with the RSS here...), I should note that I have an interview today at Buckle and another interview to be a barista at Strip Teas and Coffee here on the Strip in Tuscaloosa. With any luck I should FINALLY land one of these jobs and I'll be able to live happily ever after without any worry for finances. Maybe >.>

A weekend or two ago we were actually chased down by our family friend, snow! We woke up early to catch sight of the crunchy white stuff accumulating on our neighbor's roof.



After that pleasant morning surprise, we got ourselves ready to head over to Mom King's house for the weekend, but we were waylaid by a few good photo opportunities:

Heath after I challenged him to stand in the snow barefoot. He now feels my pain.

Mr. Snowman showed a little Crimson Tide Pride while staying warm.

There had to be at least a hundred people on the Quad that morning - all

playing regardless of age. This is how it's supposed to be, folks!

Magnolia Trees with snow on them are at once the most interesting
and handsome sight I've seen in a while.

Upon arriving at Mom's house, the snow began to run away with the morning, leaving us with an afternoon that I'd easily mark as the perfect temperature period. Windy and brisk, but with enough sun to warm the bones.


So perhaps I'd lied about avoiding a Godzilla-sized post, I might be learning too well from Kelsey. I hope you've enjoyed!

Dirty Slate

So, we decided to paint our room at the P house. We'd originally planned to do it the week we moved in, but with delays, sickness and the like, it never happened. The other night, rather sporadically, Heath, Willie, and I decided to give it a go. What started out as a small project has turned into a MONSTER. We've completely stripped the paint off of the windows, doors, and base boards. All three of use were blowing our noses with almost pure saw dust coming out. Dis-gust-ing. About 12 hours and three showers later, we're chilling in Heath's room to get away from the dust. The hope is that we'll finish tomorrow... but that's probably not going to happen.

ANYWAY! Being as the guys are running CAT5 across the room to hook us all up for a gigantic Age of Empires game, I decided to make another post with a couple of the more fun pictures from the past few months. So here are a few quirky things to add to the archives:


What's that? A LOBSTER CLAW GAME? Hell yes... catch a lobster and they'll cook it for free. Gotta love Vegas.


The Vegas monorail has it's own brand of water. Willie thought this was hilarious.


A bar made to look like a carousel. Oh the messages we send our children...


You can barely see it, but this skull... has a pigeon booger. Sexy.


Okay, so, this is a set of Christmas lights in Arizona that had become coated over in ice. The light still shone through, so it was very pretty. We took several pictures, but none of them really came out well.



A statue in the airport called "Dreaming of Flight." I LOVED it, so Willie took a few pictures for me.


A picture we like to call "ghost Heath" as he moved to attack Willie with a plunger. Willie earned it, though. He was waiting to like scare or attack Heath or something.


Willie in his towel with his monkey slippers and celtic cross he always wears. So cute. He sent his cross with me when I went to orientation. I suppose it's sort of a.. comfort, support symbol now.



And lastly, HOLY GRAIL ALE! Brought to you by Heath, of course. The guys say it's pretty bad, but I can't tell. All beer tastes pretty bad to me. I'm not sure if I like the smell of this one or not. I've been sick ever since they got it.


But yeah... there are some random pictures, because I'm bored and I feel like it. Anyway, I have before pictures of the room. Once we finish it, I'll post them up with the after pictures too. For now, the guys think we're going to play an AoE game, but I'm really exhausted. We'll see how it goes. Perhaps I'll even convince Willie to post soon... We'll see.

Clean Slate

I'm exhausted, but I'm in the mood to update. So what I'm going to do is sort of a... picture book drive-by telling of the past two months. First off, Christmas!

Markley Family Christmas:


Yeah... that's about how Willie spent it. =P

Though there was some of this too:


And LOTS of this:


King Family Christmas:


Hadley


Sam


The sock


Sam, my dad, and the Grand Canyon


And my mommy!

So yes, Christmas in Vegas. When we got back we were sick. Well, more specifically, I was EXTREMELY sick while Willie was mildly annoyed by his runny nose. Post-being in bed for six days with a fever of 104 we moved back to Alabama. Since getting here, we've absolutely hit the ground running as far as job hunting goes. I just got my substitute teacher's license, and Willie will hopefully have a full time position at the local bank soon. Once that's done, hopefully we'll be able to straighten out finances and do away with six months of building money stresses. With any luck, we'll also establish a fair cushion for when we both start back school full time in the fall. In honor of looking professional and the like, we both had to do a little cleaning up.

Here's Willie all dressed and pressed with his new hair cut:



I think he looks cute as hell, but he says the pictures make him look awkward. Oh yes, and I chopped off all my hair as well:



I think I look horribly awkward in those pictures... but Willie insists I'm cute as hell. ;)

Anyway, that's the quick end of it on the factual side. Most exciting part of it all are the jobs, I suppose. Jobs are good... I've missed jobs.