Friday, September 25, 2009

How many cups of sugar does it take to get to the moon?

Last weekend I took a road trip up to Nauvoo. It was great. I'm loading my pics here, because, yeah, Facebook sucks.

Carthage Jail:


My little hotel room:

Angie, Julianne, and me

The temple

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Operation tourist trap is a go.

I was thinking this week that I should have taken a minute to write about my Labor Day. I decided to act all tourist-y.

I saw the KC History museum, which is housed in Kansas City's 1st million dollar
home (actual cost in 1912: $738,000).
Corinthian Hall, Kansas City, Missouri, 1912

Principal or south facade showing window treatment variations

Stairway and great hall

It was a pretty fascinating story because this guy (R.A. Long) was a lumber baron and was compared to Rockefeller and Vanderbilt. Seeing this house made
me wonder how much the Biltmore cost to built and furnish, because
this was huge with 70 rooms, but is totally dwarfed by the Biltmore.

File:Biltmore Estate.jpg
(See what I mean? The picture is way too big, even for the screen. Check out wikipedia.)

I also went to Independence's fair/carnival/festival. They call it
Santi-cali-gon to celebrate the frontier trails that met here. They
had a ton of craft tents set up, and it was a lot of fun to walk
through those. Sometimes though I just think, well, I could make that.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

do you really think I would hide presents under the couch?

I've been horribly slack and negligent. My furniture arrived last week. I have a couch!

So here are some pictures of my couch, and my two chairs - that seriously are the most comfortable things I have ever sat in. I also bought heavy duty picture hangers and got my pretty pictures on the walls.

Next projects - make a pillow cover, and maybe two lampshades.

Oh, and this little side table in the above picture isn't permanent, because it's a little too tall and kind of goofy, but it's functional for now.

My dining room, with a lovely new picture hung on the wall.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Mirror, mirror, on the wall...

Too good to pass up.

A student describing his dream house: "I'd also have a special room just for mirrors, so that I can just go admire myself whenever i want to."

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

That's the secret, grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow. You spent three days lying on a beach drinking rum.

It's that time again. Funny student writing.

So they turned in a rough draft and a student wrote about American Idol. One sentence was "Taylor Hicks is not heard of, like the infamous Chris Daughtry."

I circled the word "infamous" and made the comment word choice and that it does not mean what she thought it meant.

She "revised" and turned in a new paper. She changed that sentence to say, "Taylor Hicks is not heard of, like the infamous (highly famous) Chris Daughtry."

After shaking my head and sighing, I looked up infamous, just to make sure this rampant misconception hasn't made it into the dictionary yet. It hasn't.