Mid Columbia Duck Race

This video is brought to you by our new Canon Powershot. Woo hoo!!
Because Facebook can't handle the awesome girth of this video, I'm forced to post it here, where only a small number of the population can appreciate it. So you better appreciate the heck out of it.

Picture Parade

I guess some people might think it more important to post pictures of latest happenings before posting a random dress and a weak committal.

Don't judge us.




What we got going:
1. Our First Rodeo- unfortunately all of the pictures of the rodeo itself were much to blurry to post.
2 & 3. Satchmo's birthday-yes, that is a candle in his food, and yes it did take a while to get him to eat after he burned himself, but he forgot all about the incident when he got his new toy.
4-7. Whale watching-though it was hard to get really great shots of the whales, we were able to get a pretty good shot of some deer on an island. Think about it. Deer on an island. Crazy.
8&9. We were finally able to get a game night going with our friends and church. Guesstures, Catch Phrase, and Redneck Life. It was a pretty good time, and minimal bloodshed!!

First Things First

Ok, so I really biffed it on the whole "Last 7 Days in B'Ham" posts. I'll just sum up. Packed. Cleaned. Packed. Went whale watching. Packed. Pictures to follow, but first...

On to other things. As I was closing up my seller's account at a local consignment shop, this little number kicked my shins and pulled my hair to get my attention, and threatened my dog's life if I were to have without it:


This is my motivation. Yes, it's a size 10, and yes I haven't been a size 10 in seven years, but I have faith.
And faith is now coming in a cute little strapless dress. After we move, Derrel and I have 100% dedication to getting back to a reasonable weight (though, as I write this, Derrel is already waffling down to 99%).

I'm counting on you, inanimate blog, to hold us accountable.

Operation Sweet Dress: Commence.

Nothing to see here...

I have no intentions of turning this blog into a design blog, mainly because I'm just ripping off ideas from other people, but I can only bookmark so many things before my browser reaches out and slaps me in the face, so I'm going to sometimes use this blog as a way to keep track of some ideas I really dig.

Thing I Dig: Volume 1

I think I want to make a couple of these lanterns to hang out on the back patio in our new place:
Balloon Lanterns- http://www.instructables.com/id/SIW4EWYFVW21DE6/

Headboard panels: http://high-heelfootinthedoor.blogspot.com/2009/08/diy-3-panel-headboard.html

Gallery Wall: I'm already on the hunt for some fun pieces for this-http://high-heelfootinthedoor.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-gallery-wall-artwork.html

So I had this idea...

...about 3 weeks ago, that I was going to do this daily writing project called "Net 30." It would have tracked our last 30 days in Bellingham prior to our move east, and I thought that it would maybe motivate me to wring every last drop of goodness out of this area before we go. I was pretty excited about it.

Now, 17 days later, the idea was a bit of a wash. Most of the days have been filled with packing, trying to unload stuff on Craigslist, and trying to piece together our oh-so-near future in Pasco. While selling an old Erasure video at our local music store for fifty cents may have excited me, the actual documentation of that story here would have been, hmmm, less than engaging.

But I'm gonna give it another go...for the last week. Yes we don't move for another two weeks, but I better rest up this next week in preparation for 7-day Bellingham fest that will ensue.

Why take advantage of today if you can squeeze a nap in and give it a go tomorrow?

Consider yourself teased.

Times I Wish...

...I had a shirt on that said "My humor falls to the sarcastic side," take one:

Neighbor: So, our block party is going to be August 1st.
Me: That's cool. I'll have to double-check, but I think our church is hosting a block party the same day.
Neighbor: Oh, well....ours is going to be better! (chuckles)
Me: (smiling) Yes, but will yours have Jesus in attendance?
Neighbor: ...

This awkward moment was brought to you by the "maybe Nicole shouldn't make any jokes until people know her fairly well" campaign. I think the best way to make new friends is to definitely talk like I truly believe I will be having a hula-hoop off with the dear Lord in our church parking lot.

The Modern Day Cover Letter

Zeke's Portable Toilets
326 York Street
Bellingham, Washington

To Whom it May Concern:

I am applying for the receptionist position I discovered upon calling your office this afternoon. While I should probably offer that my life's dream has been to work in close proximity to portable sewage boxes, let's just be honest. You're the last company listed in my phone book that I haven't yet applied to..

So let's get to the meat of it; what makes me an attractive candidate for this position? I need a paycheck. This can also be read as "loyal" or "a woman with long-term plans to work her way up in the company." I like scrapbook stores and occasional consignment store shopping sprees, so my desperation for steady money means bending to you every whim. As far as skills, I can read, write, and speak English. I'm able to breathe in and out, generally without having to remind myself, and I'm able to use a computer, at least to the extent that I know how to find help on the internet, or send facebook messages to my smart friends and family members. I'm also post-it friendly, so receiving and relaying messages shouldn't be a problem (maybe I could even relay them to you via facebook).

I'd greatly appreciate an opportunity to meet with you to discuss my resume, but we both know that won't happen. Somewhere in the midst of carrying the 400 applications you've received for this position from one desk to another, mine will slip out, miraculously show up in your trash bin in a wad, or I'll get the automated message that, despite the fact the job description listed "human with conversational knowledge of life outside the cave" as the only requirement, I don't qualify. Either way I've fulfilled my unemployment requirements, and will happily grunt and drag my club behind me all the way to the bank.

Halfheartedly,
Nicole Ebert