The Godfreys et al.

The story you are about to read is true.  The names have been changed to offend many of those not involved.

Dum da dum dum…

It was a dark and stormy night.  Sarah was in the bathroom, brushing her hair.  She had been there for 63 hours straight.  It was not even close to the world record, which she had set the previous week at 191 hours.  Then the door opened.  Sunlight blazed into a room reeking of Miss Clairol and Magik Mousse.  Sarah screamed, “Help me, the light!  Get me some sunglasses, quickly!  They better be cool-looking or you’re dead!”

In walked Lena, who gave Sarah a cool-looking pair of Raybans.  “Oh, but they don’t go with the shoes I’m wearing!”  Sarah cried.  Lena, in a fit of righteous anger took a hot curling iron and gouged out Sarah’s eyes.  “Oh no, is my mascara running?”  she asked.

“Hey, Sarah,” Lena said, “have you seen my new boyfriend yet?”  She pulled out a long roll of pictures from her purse.  “Let’s see, is it Julio?  No, I hate him.  Is it this one, what’s-his-name?  No.  How about Juan.  No.  Carlos?  Not this week…”

This went on for about six days, until the house blew up.  Neil and the Rockin’ Raban Rowdies were trying out a new formula in their atomic particle separators.  It was really neat, and sent the house and its contents exactly 12 feet away from He-Man’s house in Eternia.

Meanwhile, back at the skunk ranch, Emily was blasting whatever little rhythm and melody remained out of some famous Buddhist polka on her tuba (It is a tuba, isn’t it?).  Abby, who actually liked the sound, was turning somersaults on the living room carpet.  She was heard to say, “More tone, more tone,” between two of her spectacular gymnastic feats.

Ryan was asleep, of course.  Visions of the Bee Gees and John Travolta danced in his head.  He vomited.  So ends our tale of vague innuendos and double-meaning rhymes.  We’ll see you next time on…

Scumbunnies ‘R’ Us

here and/or here

All of the U.S. state high points, on a Google map.

I tried adding photos on here, but they were super tiny.  I couldn’t figure out what was happening, so I went ahead and created a blog for Milo.

 http://milophotos.blogspot.com/

Hope you don’t mind James & Abby.  I made it so that it wouldn’t be linked to on Blogger’s site.  Let me know if you’d rather he didn’t have his own blog.

There are 4 cute pics of him up today!

Ryan Godfrey

Originally uploaded by Jon Solomon.

Here’s a photo from a clothing exchange we hosted last week: fifteen friends and more than 20 full trash bags of clothes to trade, all seasons. A pair of crazy sequined pants made the rounds, as did a fringed leather jacket. We ended up keeping some nice things (some pants for Ryan; boots for Jessica) and Ryan’s closet (from 30 pounds ago) supplied at least one friend with an entirely new wardrobe for work. All the leftovers — 17 bags! — are waiting for Goodwill pickup. It’s difficult to navigate our livingroom.

Ryan’s beardless here, but he has decided to grow it again.

…for some more Godfrey dialogue. Let’s talk about: languages of love. What is yours? Mine, words of affirmation, followed closely by quality time. Or perhaps we could discuss: how Mom is a connector, Ryan is a maven, and Mark is a salesman. What idea or trend or product could we spread through the world with all these awesome skills? Discuss.

I posted a few photos of Milo at my blog.  From now on, I’ll post them here, if that’s ok.

http://ordinarymama.blogspot.com/2006/01/milo-is-one-week-old.html

emily’s look-a-like

Originally uploaded by kram pilsah.

Recently, I saw this photo on Mark’s sister-in-law’s blog, I was sure it was Emily. It is not, but, coincidentally, or maybe ironically, she is Emily’s brother-in-law’s (Richard’s) sister-in-law (Reachel, married to Richard’s brother). Is that enough inlaws for you? I have since learned she works or worked at Anthropologie. The Godfrey women would be greatly apreciative if you (Emily)too could work there and swing us some sweet ‘pologie deals.

On another note, Diana and Neil, how was your trip?

I accidentally deleted the post proclaiming our excited congratulations about Abby’s new baby. It’s a Milo! Wendy, thanks for the link, and apologies to all.

The Grand Canyon Railroad

Originally uploaded by kram pilsah.

We took the train from Williams to the Grand Canyon the day after Christmas. It was a fun adventure! The train staff dress up in old time train attire and musicians play in the aisles for the passengers. One way it’s 2 1/2 hours though and we failed to bring books or the ipod – what? On the way back, bandits rode up on horses and “forced the train to stop.” A few minutes later, those same bandits strolled into our car and attempted to rob us. A few people gave them money, which they kept…I guess meant to be a tip for their fine portrayal of robbers. They tamed it way down so none of the kids would be scared. Jonah was asleep or he would been very scared.
Anyway, it was a memorable trip. And Mark’s first taste of the G.C.