Tuesday, February 8, 2011

On Winter

Dear all, I have been scant with blog postings as of late...but it has been due to abundance of activity rather than a lack thereof.

It's been a whirlwind folks. A whirlwind of cold weather, good food and great times. The Treehaus celebrated a plethora of memorable dates...birthdays, talent shows, life-is-just-the-greatests, engagements...that's right. Engagements. My dear friend and housemate was whisked away on the 20th of January by a handsome man, to a room full of candles and the scents of home made cuisine, where he got down on one knee and asked her the question of no return. She said yes and now this happy story is just getting off to it's beautiful beginning.



Because none of the rest of us are getting married any time soon, we've had to scrounge for things to do to fill up our time. Our big deal for STUB this quarter was talent show.


We had a superb day last quarter with try-outs...where we watched everything from big-band to dramatic painting, and then hollered it out at Red Robin trying to decide who got in and who got nixed. I have to say, we ended up with a pretty supreme list. Needless to say, I'm probably a tad bias because my very talented and wonderful roomie, Sarah, got in with the band (David, Chris, Taylor, Brian and Rah herself pictured below).

Then there was Paul (Phaughle) and Nate. Partners in mime. Performing the award-winning Mime Field. They were of course, a roaring success - no pun intended - and we felt like we did our part in giving a voice to the voiceless and all that. They are now offering a valentines day package, a private show for two entitled "Be Mime".

(Paul pictured above with adoring fans)

The rest of my days have been filled with candor and whimsy. Tasha and I sauntered around old town ballard last week and moseyed through little french boutiques and toy shops. I found a tiny little turtle that is now mine and sits on my desk. His name is Blue. I walked home over the bridge and took pictures of ships and sunsets and it was just one of those weeks where it was just a happy thing to alive.








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