Showing posts with label Ken B. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ken B. Show all posts

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Bail boss! Bail boss! Bail boss!

When Canadians do Sierra Leone-ish things like selling used clothes on a big makeshift table, Sullay is always there to watch and laugh. We were pretty successful, but there were a few stubborn items that refused to be sold.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Teddy's is way classier than I had imagined you should go

AMT shouldn't have to put up with this nonsense. Not on her birthday.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Man Has Arrived

See those pajamas? They mean Danger is in the house for good now. No, no, they mean that Danger is in the house for awesome.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Shiny!

Two of the people in this picture are pretending it's not exciting to get a package from Australia.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

A Rare Event

I think this is the first time everyone who lives here has been in the same house, let alone the same room.

Monday, July 30, 2007

A Warm Welcome Home

I have the bestest friends in the whole wide world.

Friday, June 1, 2007

Wistful Thinking

Those poor ultimate frisbee people. They always bring their frisbees to Friday Soccer hoping that someone would rather play ultimate than soccer, but nobody does and they have to play with themselves.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Moving day

I left my camera in the lab, so I don't have pictures of either of the parties I was at today. Instead, I'll post this picture of Ken's I found. This is what our house looked like for about 12 hours on moving day last year. Fortunately, it only rained twice.