
If you don't know my mom, you don't know how surprising that was. But I guess she's full of surprises.
At least one picture a day

If you don't know my mom, you don't know how surprising that was. But I guess she's full of surprises.
And lo, though the good camera's batteries were dead, it still found some way to be useful for the blog.
Last Christmas we figured that since 4 of 5 kids were in grad school and 1 of 2 parents was a prof, we could probably have our own Dilts family mini-conference. We didn't plan another one this year, but I happened to have a poster handy, so I showed it around. If Simon looks bored, it's because he happened to have something way more awesome handy: Here he is, showing us the nature film he wrote, directed, shot, edited, narrated, and starred in when he was in South Africa in October:
You should track it down. Dung beetles are amazing.
So, I'm at the Unitarian Universalist Winter Solstice service, right, and there's a candle on my chair, and they say they're about to start the "spreading of the light" or something, so I start looking frantically for my candle! Where is it! I lost it! But, you know church, someone nice comes up smiling and gives me an extra one. I'm relieved for about 15 seconds, until I realize the candles are for people who want to STAND UP AND EXPRESS THEIR GRATITUDE FOR SOMETHING IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. Which I must have looked like I was frantically trying to ensure I could do. Um, uh, I guess, uh, thanks for, um, blogs. And new experiences. And friends. And 3/4 of the church being at least as shy as I was.
I just said we were out of corners because it made good copy. We have an even cozier corner that I've just decided to take over.
AMT is always indignant when she sees me wearing my silly hats indoors, but she's never slept in my basement. With the -19 degree weather and my failed efforts at home repair, I had to bring this toque home and wear it to bed to prevent MADNESS.
Alison and I were bouncers for the department party last night. You can see how seriously she took the job, both by how she's dressed and by how she's started a lineup to prevent the club/classroom from exceeding capacity. We must have slipped up at some point, though, because one of these people is probably a minor.
I tend to buy a lot of books, so I know a few good used bookstores in Edmonton. My favourite is Broadvalley Books. You should go there today. The books are awesome. All the books are awesome. You could choose a book literally at random and it would be awesome. Some day, I will do this.
Gie had never been to the High-level Diner, and we figured what better time to try than their 25th anniversary, when they brought out their original menu and charged their original prices. Everything looked good, but this $2 spinach salad was definitely the show piece. Well, that or the bill: After two coffees, one salad, spinach pie, soup, sandwich, gelato, and a chocolate eclair, I still felt comfortable making her buy me dinner.
Sullay has spent a fair bit of time on this blog lately, so he knew why I was taking his picture. He said emphatically that I should use the word "Team" in the post because in his native language it also means "fight". But I've never seen him even want to fight anything other than contempt for imagination. And maybe fighting itself.
...I buy it. Whenever I see awesome music or books or arts or crafts like at the Royal Bison fair (that you should totally go to right now if you can) I think 'man, I wish I was making stuff like that.' But I'm not.