Sunday, March 30, 2008

Overheard: On the Phone

Me: How's your sick day going?

Him: Good- I'm on the internet.

Me: Yeah?

Him: Is this what you do all day?? I was just looking something up about my nursing license, and I clicked on a blog... that was like 3 hours ago. I just keep reading all this funny stuff, and there are more links on the side that I haven't even clicked yet. It's all about ER nursing.

Me: You just surfed the web for 3 hours?

Him: Yeah. Woh.

Me: I'm so proud.

In honor of Stephan discovering the internet, here's a video!

"Stephan Weighs Over 800lbs!"

Mom and Stephan hung out over spring break, and when she called me to tell me about it, that was the first thing she said. I was a little shocked to hear her say that, but then she emailed me a photo (which you can seehere) and everything made more sense.

Stephan promises me that we'll go on a cruise, or all-inclusive vacation after the 100 mile hike to make up for ALL of our previous vacations being to the poorest parts of the world (Ecuador, Bolivia, now Honduras, and a 100 mile hike is pretty exhausting). We'll see if he follows through.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Memory Lane

One year ago today... ish.

Alright Alright Already

As part of the experience of living in a small town, in Montana, in the middle of nowhere, Stephan has insisted I tell this story. He's retold it locally dozens of times and it's created quite a reputation in town. Here goes:

About 2 months ago we were at the Plevna Bar relaxing. We ended up sitting with the mayor of Plevna, and the son of the fire chief (this is one reason why the story got around so quickly). It was one of those nights when a friend comes up and buys you a drink, so you buy them one in return, and then someone else buys you a round, and then you get the next round, etc. etc. BUT, when Stephan and I go out, we drink doubles- that's essentially two drinks in one tall glass.

It's 11:30 and Stephan thinks that he's a little buzzed, and since I've been going drink for drink with him, I'm probably not in a good way...

Him: Hey wife, what do you think we get out of here soon?

Me: (famous last words) Are we here to drink or what you p***y?

Mayor: (sitting in stunned silence for a moment) She just called you out.

Fire Chief's Son: Another round over here!

At 2am we walked home.

At 3am I was done throwing up.

Stephan was at a fire department training the next morning and people kept asking him "how's Anna?". Apparently the story had already circulated. The answer, of course, was that I was sitting on the couch squinting at the tv, watching Lord of the Rings, with all the special features so I wouldn't have to get up to change the DVD. Once in a while, at the bar, someone will walk up to me and ask, "You drinking or what?" Yeah. Thanks.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Newest Crazy Plan


I don't remember (and am too lazy to look it up) if I told you guys about the Theodore Roosevelt National Grasslands. Well, right over the border in North Dakota is a beautiful state park separated into two parts, a North part and a South part. On our way back from Williston, ND and the Amtrak train, we stopped by at the office of the North Unit.

A nice ranger told us about the buffalo (pictured above) and various trails available for hiking. Stephan looked at the map... this is sounding really familiar. Maybe I did type this before.

(10 minute intermission)

Nope. So there's this one trail that leads off of the big map to the South. Stephan, ever-observant, asks, What's THIS trail?? It's the Maah Daah Hey Trail, a 96 mile hike that connects the North and South ends of the park."The trail name, 'Maah Daah Hey', comes from the Mandan Indians. In the Mandan language, one word or phrase can describe a picture, feeling, or situation. In this case, the phrase means 'an area that has been or will be around for a long time.' The trail uses a turtle as the trail marker. The turtle was honored because of its firm determination, steadfastness, patience, long life, and fortitude."

100 miles, as my dad says, "is not a day hike." More like 5 days, at 20 miles of walking per day. It's a good goal to work toward this summer, adding miles and weight every week. The long walks (we've started at 6 miles/2 hours at a time) give us time to talk about our week, our ideas for the future, philosophy, and whatever. The dogs LOVE the walks/runs, and we've started seeing just how amazing the landscape is around here.

Check out the Google Map of Plevna, and follow Rt 631 North and West to see where we've started our training. It appears that each 90 degree turn is a one-mile-marker. The topographical map can show you a little bit that the walk is anything but flat.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Post on a Friday night... er, Saturday morning

I really have no excuse for the lack of posting. And, thank you, Anonymous, for the comment about the peanut butter orifice. It was funny, and if you post it again with your name on it, I'll publish it!!

The only real thing new is in doggie-world... The dogs have been chewing various household items while we were at work for the last month. The list of 'retired' appliances includes: one vacuum cleaner hose, the wires to Stephan's Avitar video game, the plug on our house-saving space heater, the cord to the standup air purifier, a few CD's, a DVD case, some paperwork, two blankets, and part of the rug.

So this week we've constructed a dog-condo consisting of two big crates zip-tied together, one also has a door on the side. One crate has pillows and blankets and toys, and the other has their food and water dishes. The whole hamster setup takes up about 1/2 of the kitchen now, and there's one door that sticks out into the walk way that Stephan discovered is a pain in the knees in the middle of the night.

Him: Tell them that we met another lost soul; a Cub fan living in Baker.

Yes, we did. The morning fm DJ is originally from the Chicago land area. We met him last night and had a fun time bowling. We've promised him a cold Old Style next time we travel back home.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Overheard: 4:59am Kitchen

Him: (Gasp!) You did it! Lucky.

Me: What are you talking about?

Him: You put the knife in a new jar of peanut butter.

Me: So?

Him: You made the first mark.

Me: So?

Him: You took the peanut butter's virginity.

Me: I don't want to think about my condiments as having orifices.

Him: Well, you just gave the peanut butter one.