We Like Snow

On our way to work, looking back at our apartment.


Our pond with the geese.


Colin all bundled up.


While it was snowing.


And again.


At night.

Our New Apartment

I took this of Colin before we got on the plane. I love this picture, it makes me laugh.


I had to put this in. I think it was the best chili I ever had. Kudos to BWI!


From the air.


Riding the bus to get to our apartment.


Colin in front of the main office.


There are TONS of geese on the pond and golf course next to our building. These are only some of them.


This is the view as you walk in. (I'm standing in the living room and my camera phone couldn't get that at the same time.)


Here is the living room. :)


A close up of the kitchen. I can actually see every room in the apartment except the bathroom from the mirror above the sink.


Our full sized washer and dryer. I'm SO happy not to be going to the laundry mat anymore!


Our bathroom. Our closets are actually IN the bathroom, which is kind of weird, but oh well! They make a little hallway in the bathroom. We have TONS of storage now (and nothing to store. . . .)


Our bedroom


This is the stuffed horse we got for opening a checking account with Wells Fargo. We're still working on a name, any ideas?

Baby Do's and Don'ts

Do to my extensive child care training and experience, I did actually know all of these things. However, I thought I'd post this as a PSA to those who may not know.

http://www.newbornbabyzone.com/baby-care/the-dos-and-donts-newborn-baby-care-pics/

The Next Mirandum Movie

Here are a couple pictures from that latest movie from Mirandum Pictures. Filming is completely done as is a rough edit. It will be showing in the theater sometime in September. I was makeup artist (yay Mary Kay!) and script supervisor. Colin has been working like a crazy person and didn't actually do anything with this movie.


Our star, Bridget.




Mike and Colin pondering the next shot.


Filming by the gazebo.


Our first night of makeup had more than a couple of mix ups. Makeup outside is hard!



Matt.


My masterpiece. Cecilia spent the summer mowing lawns. As a result she was super bronze. After almost an entire tube of foundation on her face, neck, shoulders, arms, and hands I managed to make her look like she hasn't been outside in years. Twilight should totally hire me.

OBX

So this is super late, but here are some vacation pictures.

Some South Dakota Pictures

We took this picture for Sammuel.

Colin, cousin Kendra, friend Dani, and I at Storybook Land.

We label our corn fields in South Dakota.

Doug and Elaine's place.

Colin and my cousin Mariah hanging out by the lake.

I'm one of the shortest cousins. This includes the ones in elementary school. Here I am with Kendra (freshman in high school) and Heather (5th grader).

The girls sang Colin and I a song at our reception.

This was the best picture I could get of my Grandma, uncle Doug, and aunt Elaine. I will have more pictures once aunt Jenny sends me the cd. (I find it really funny that both Colin and I have an aunt Jennifer who are photographer people.)

Jenny e-mailed us this one.

Peer Pressure

We have finally caved. Beth and Jake have a blog. Maryanna and Cory have a blog. We decided it was our turn. The blog is so named, because stuff happens to Colin on a fairly regular basis that really only happens in Ashton Kutcher movies. Sometimes they're funny, sometimes annoying, sometimes they just are, and sometimes they are hi-LARIOUS and I mock him for years. Now that we are married, I find that I too, am in this movie filled with sometimes comedic hijinks.

I have a couple of recent examples. They are not the funniest, but they should prove my point. Today Colin and I were feeling lazy and decided to go to 5pm Mass in Winchester. Now we've gone to Mass there numerous times, most of the time completely without a hitch. On the way, we got talking about one time a couple of summers ago when we'd gotten lost trying to get to 5pm Mass. We ended up calling Joe from the road and he directed us to about 4 other later Masses nearish to us. Somehow we managed to just miss all of them. We ended up rather depressed in Manassas. We must have been more engrossed in our reminiscence than we'd thought, because we didn't realize we'd missed our exit until I saw that we were in West Virginia. We eventually got turned around and made it to Mass late. We considered skipping all the inbetween Masses (not wanting to repeat mistakes) and heading straight to George Mason, but there was an accident on 66 and trafic was backed up forever.

The other one happened a couple of days ago. Colin and I were having kind of a crumy day and decided to go deposite some checks in the bank to make us feel like we had money. So we grab the checks and run out the door. We got outside before Colin turned to me and asked, "Do you have the keys?" I didn't. (Colin usually drives, so I rarely bring my keys anywhere.) We ran upstairs vainly hoping we'd left the door unlocked. No such luck. "That's ok," I said. "We'll just call our landlord." At that point I remembered that my cell phone was by my keys. Luckily Colin had his cell phone. It was then that we found out it didn't work. (He was trying out a phone he'd found in the Radio Shack recycle bin.) This is the point where we start looking at eachother waiting for the other to realize their keys were in a differnt pocket. We figured one of the other people in the building would have the landlord's number and a phone. This is probably true, except none of them were home! We didn't have keys. We didn't have phones. We didn't have the number we needed, because it was in the phones we didn't have. Our best plan was to walk somewhere that had a phone and a phone book. We would then, hopefully find the number for our landlord in the phone book and solve the problem. If his number wasn't listed, we would need to call Colin and Sarah (who have a listed number) and get Ryan's phone number. We could then call Ryan who used to rent from the same landlord and get the number from him and then solve the problem. We were about to start walking, when our landlord drove up. We ran up to him waving like crazy people and all was well.