Saturday, December 23, 2006

Friday, December 15, 2006

It'd take a miracle...

We thought it was impossible. We saw it cut down in its prime: the blog that wrote the story of our lives; the blog that made us laugh, cry, and hiccup in unison, had surely met its bitter end. Yet now, with a bang and a lurch, the laughter, the tears, and the glottal discomfort are resurrected! Heather's blog lives again! And this time, it's an artichoke!

Wedding Pictures!

Here are our lovely wedding pictures! Or here, if you'd rather watch a slide show.
I know Joel doesn't post much, so if you weren't aware that he actually got married, I'm sure he'll be very sorry. Since he doesn't update, I figured I better break in to tell y'all about our freshly uploaded photos.

There are a few on there from Lynne, who made us a gorgeous photo album full of her own photos from the wedding!

Here is something else, to make the post more exciting (or really scary).

Monday, December 04, 2006

Thanks for Brad!

Thanksgiving night.

Richard: I want a ferret...
Graham: You could be like... The Beastmaster!
Joel: Yeah... What were the names of his ferrets? They were really dumb names...
Krista: Tawnya?
Joel: Tawnya and Brad!

Thus you may see that Brad is the optimal animal name. Not a bad name in itself, it becomes the best name for animals. Imagine:

Brad the Iguana
Brad the Hermit Crab
Brad the Snail
Brad the Pot-Bellied Pig
Brad the Pit Viper (BradLEY! Get your venomous fangs out of him!)
Brad the Box Turtle

Sunday, December 03, 2006

The Auncestral Hamelauns

Upon the arrival last Thursday (Thanksgiving, FYI) of my cousin Krista, we took an expedition to the town of Arrochar, whence the MacFarlanes, my auld ancestors (on me da's mither's side) hail. We climbed halfway up the local hill, Ben Arthur a.k.a. "The Cobbler" before we had to come down again and catch the bus. The MacFarlanes, as evidenced by the official clan gathering tune, were expert cattle thieves (we even got outlawed!), which explains, probably, my love for a good burger. Of course, the Scots mostly are annoyed with Americans who come over here to 'seek their heriage' and regard all claims of Scottishness on our part to be 'dodgy' at best. This makes sense- I really am an American, not even a Scottish citizen. Many of the ethnic Pakistanis around here are more Scottish than me!

P.S. Photos on this post by Krista
P.P.S. Except the one with Krista in it. I took that one.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Me magistrum creant

Apparently I'm a master now. The ceremony to grant me this title took place yesterday morning, an appropriately dismal Scottish morning. If you'd like to watch this magical ceremony, you may do so here, or if you have a slow connection, you can watch it here. There are many quality Joel sightings throughout the ceremony, but if you lack patience, you can skip ahead to the 17th minute for my masterful moment.