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halloween is my favorite…

Eep! It’s halfway through November and I still haven’t posted about Halloween!

I love Halloween. I love dressing my goblins up, I love dressing me up, and I love seeing everyone else all dressed up. (It’s possible that it’s less that I love Halloween, and more that I love a reason to make and wear costumes.)

Anyhow, this Halloween was very fun.

Jenna was a kitty

Cole was a Bat turned Batman
(He changed his mind last minute… I made it work.)

I was also Batman because Batman is the best

This little drawing of me carried a pumpkin around…

We went trick-or-treating in an area of town that takes the whole experience really seriously. It was so much fun. The kids enjoyed collecting candy, and I enjoyed watching them! We went with a little group of friends, and we all had such a good time. Merriment and frolicking were definitely things that happened.

But seriously, how could you not have fun when you were in a neighborhood decorated like this?

 

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travel, photography, comics, and life…

It’s been a busy few weeks.

I went to Seattle, and that was great. I spent a far too short weekend with my friends Drew and Andrea and their son Andy. We celebrated Andy’s first birthday. He’s growing up incredibly fast. Sometimes I still lament that they live so far away and not next door (where they used to live), because if they were next door, I would know the little man better. Also, I would get to spend more time with friends that make me happy. The visits are nice though, and I cherish them. We went to Bainbridge Island, ate good food, walked around the city, and spent a lot of time laughing. It was short, but it was refreshing.

Following my whirlwind trip, I got home and cleaned my house like crazy. The same friends I visited ended up staying with me for a few days while they were in town for a funeral. Again, the time was far too short, but it was good to have a little extra time with them, even if the situation was less than ideal.

The day they left, I got busy with final edits for a photography/poetry project I had scheduled with my friend Heidi. Heidi is an amazing photographer, and currently very pregnant. We were running on borrowed time with this project, so there was no room for delay. The photo shoot went well, even if not flawlessly. I’m super excited to see finished pictures and to get some sort of show going for the whole project.

Before I left for Seattle (backtracking, I know) I started a new web comic. Many of you know the story of the last comic, but I don’t feel like rehashing the entire mess that lead to its demise. It wasn’t pretty, and it hurt, and I’m glad to be done with it, moving forward with something new, and having the opportunity to write punchlines once again. For those of you interested, you can find my new comic Jasper and Sally at jasperandsally.com.

I plan on doing more poetry to get up on the blog soon. I have some observation haiku to publish on here, as well as some other things. Also, I’m going back to Seattle in a week, this time to see my mommy and daddy. (HOLY CRAP I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE MY MOMMY AND DADDY!) I have a lot of stuff planned that will be insanely blog worthy.

So yes, things to come on the blog:
Observational Haiku
Possible Other Poetry
Andy’s Amazing First Birthday Party
Baseball
King Tut
General Fun With My Parents

Anyhow, I felt it was time to check in. Write at you again soon!

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the graveyard book and this day last year…

A year ago today, my dad died. Thankfully, my mom restarted his heart and the ambulance was quick to the scene. Doctors, nurses, specialists, they all managed to stabilize my dad, and then we all began the wait to see if he would pull through. There were hours spent sitting, trying not to feel to much or let it all sink in. There were nights spent not sleeping for fear we would miss his last moments with us. It was terrifying and enlightening and one of the most real moments of my life.

Today, my dad is alive and well. His new diet restrictions have given him a love for cooking and feeding his family. He spends more time at the gym than people half his age. He is the absolute picture of health.

A few days ago I started a book called The Graveyard Book (by Neil Gaiman), today I finished it.

It’s weird reading a book full of the dead on a day that you are focusing on a death not happening, however, the last pages of the book fit perfectly with my feelings about today. It’s the best way to look at life and death and everything from the beginning to the end. I refuse to spoil any piece of it for anyone that wishes to read the book (and I think you all should) so I won’t say anymore, but on this day that I’m glad to know my dad is alive and I can call him or see him or watch sports with him or laugh with him, I’m also glad that I read a book about a graveyard full of ghosts.

If you’re looking for more of a review on the book and less of my feelings about the day, I suppose I can say a few things. Every now and then I read a story that I’m actually sad to finish. That happened today. It was so very good and, for a book written for children, it evoked more emotion than I was expecting. So many books written for kids these days do not take care to develop deep and confusing characters. There are okay stories out there for children, don’t get me wrong, but I was happy to see that this one in particular treated its reader intelligently. I’m sure that there are those that would say, “Of course it did! It’s Neil Gaiman!” But as this was the first Gaiman book I’ve read, and therefore I had only opinions of others to go on before this, I stand by that statement. I was surprised, shocked, and ridiculously pleased. Halfway through I remarked to a friend that it was like reading my favorite children’s story, The Princess and the Goblin. This is, if you know me at all, the highest compliment I can pay. It was smart and something I would read again. There were lines that I felt like underlining and passages that made me feel. The characters felt like friends by the end, and as I devoured the last sentence on the last page, I was sorely sorry to be done.

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for jennie…

This post is a gift for my sister because I’m poor and my words are essentially solid gold.

Jennie has a cat
the cat climbs very tall things
it’s Veteran’s Day

Jennie had a horse
the horse liked to drink Pepsi
let’s all eat some cake!

Once there was a girl.
She did lots of things, you know?
Happy birthday, Jen.

A girl from the country named Jen,
froze apples and put peaches in cans.
She married this guy
who liked to eat pie,
but also liked biscuits with jam.

Happy birthday, sister dear. Love you lots!

P.S. This is a bonus not-a-limerick for my brother-in-law because I wouldn’t want him to get jealous that his wife got ALL the special presents today.

A man canning peaches did find
that shoes should be worn at all times.
When working in kitchens
toes can be deeply bitten
by glass when it slips out of one’s hand and propels itself downward increasing in velocity until it reaches its maximum velocity before it lands in just the right spot to sever a tendon and send the person canning peaches to the emergency room where they will be told that they have to schedule surgery on said toe and return at a later time to have that surgery performed at which time they will be laid up for several weeks and that all of this could have been avoided by following basic kitchen safety procedure as dictated by the great Alton Brown on Good Eats and just wearing closed toe shoes.

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this one thing called fatherhood…

It is weird getting older for a lot of reasons. One of the reasons that really hit home today is that the older I get, the more people I know that have lost one of their parents. This year, I almost became one of them. I do not like to think about my dad’s heart attack. Most of the time, I pretend it didn’t happen. That is easy to do, you see, because he hasn’t changed. He doesn’t have a sign on his back that says, “Near fatal heart attack survivor.” But you know, maybe he should. My dad is a miracle. I can tell you that to me losing my daddy would have been catastrophic. He has always been one of my best friends and biggest supporters. I do not think I even realized how much I depend on him until he almost wasn’t there. Every now and then I attempt to open my mind and see what it would have been like without him in my life. Not just over the past several months, but throughout my life; I think I would have been a disaster. I am so thankful that he exists and that he has chosen to take such an active roll in my life. My dad has always been the rock of my family, and I am in so blessed by the fact that he has stuck with me through all of my ups and downs, especially because I have had a lot of downs. I wish that everyone could experience the kind of relationship I have had with my father. It makes me quite sad to know that there are those out there that never had that opportunity for one reason or another. As I said before, I am incredibly blessed to have had such a wonderful man around to put up with me, raise me, and continue to be such a big part of my life.

I love you dearly, Daddy. I hope you are having a wonderful time fishing this father’s day. Know that I am so very grateful that you are still here with us. Also, know that when you get back, I expect to eat some of your catch. -Krissy

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