Life has been Happening

Life has been happening for everyone in the Ashton Family. And to find out more check out HomeHinges.com

October, come and gone!

Lanie, a sheep.

October, come and gone like sheep fleeing a pasture.  Or, something like that.  This month is always crazy busy and always gone before I'm ready.  I did manage to get some Halloween pictures though. 

Ashton, the mad hatter settling in for some crazy sugar rush.

Miss Allison, Alice in Wonderland

Loryn, appropriately our white rabbit.

Miss Kristen, our red queen, or as she says "the mean queen."

Hunter went as an impatient card.  Okay he's was a number 3 card, but he was impatient to get his candy.

April, the genius mother who created their many costumes.

 

Except of course for the Lanie Babe's costume, that was all Paula.

the end.

September 2010

Life has been busy.  Here's what's been going on at Casa Bungalow:

I've been working at Utah Valley University for the past month or so teaching English -- Intermediate Writing Composition -- and it seems to be going alright.  This new responsibility means that Xyla and I haven't been out as much.  Suddenly my days are filled with classes, and prep, and grading.

There's been some progress made on the yard too.  I've been documenting the progress over at HomeHinges.com in a series called "The bungalow gets grass."  The progress is a little stalled at the moment because I'm not sure what to do next.  But speaking of Home Hinges,

it's moving right along.  April, Brooke, Paula, Joy and I keep writing posts and are all working on figuring out this blog-beast.  It's been fun to have a project with everyone. 

In the backyard we chopped down the apple tree.

And in our leisure time Rachael and I have been playing some new board games, e.g., Dominion, Ticket to Ride, and Small World.

It's been good to be doing new things and working.  It makes me tired, but we're getting through, and we keep taking naps.

Day Dreams

Sometimes when she's bored, or lonely, or tired she props herself up on the couch and stares out the window.  She can see her world passing by, see the people on the street, and the cars that speed along.  Sometimes these things rile her up and she insists on going outside.

But sometimes they just lull her to sleep.  And then she sleeps half standing / half laying on the couch, her head on the windowsill, her dreams stretching out beyond the glass, or the sun warming her head.  And she dreams quiet and content until something rouses her, drawing her back into the world of the couch, the living room, the window.