A New Home and A New Post

Here is a random picture of us. . .

So we haven't posted since May . . . So what. Big deal. Oh well. . . Sorry. So anyway, we moved out of Dallas. We are no longer in the big city. Alas, we have moved to Denton! We love it. Our new apartment is very roomy and lovely (come and visit sometime). We will post some pictures soon so that you can see it. Happy new home!

One of those days . . .

So Beth and I went to Gloria's on Sunday for a lovely meal with her parents. With Gloria's wonderful mix of El Salvador/Texmex food there is a lot of delicious dishes to choose from. To start off, we each had a tamale that are uniquely cooked in a banana leaf. Very tender and succulent.

Beth's mom ordered some kind of fish/seafood stew. She said it was very salty with fishy overtones. Mmmm. Beth's dad ordered the sour cream chicken enchiladas. He had no complaints (except towards the waitress with whom we all were a little annoyed). I chose a grilled chicken dish that came with an Beef Enchilada. I liked it and I ate it. And Beth lived on the wild side and ordered the mesquite grilled quail. She said it tasted just like chicken.

The only problem with Bethany's meal went like this:

The waitress brought out the food and divvied out the dishes. As the waitress set down the plate with the quail piled high and their little wing bones sticking out everywhere, Bethany's face dropped into a dissatisfied and confused expression. The waitress left and I asked her,

"What's wrong?"

Her reply surprised us all:

"I thought quail was a kind of fish!"

I guess it was just one of those days. We gave her a hard time about it with a lot of laughter. After she switched modes from fish to fowl she enjoyed the quail. Later she said, "I know quail is a bird, why did I think it was fish?!" It was just one of those days.

Posting Pictures: 5 Easy Steps

Those of you that are dying to post pictures on their respective blogs and are inhibited by the lack of info will be encouraged by the following:

To post pictures the easiest way, follow these 5 easy steps:

1. Gain access to a computer somehow.
Buying one is the best solution if you have $$$.
(stealing one is cheaper but illegal in most states)
2. Connect to the internet. Stay connected. This is important.
3. Have some pictures on your computer somewhere.
If you don't have access to pictures, then why are you reading this?
4. To post on a blog you must first have a blog. So get a blog.
(A bdiary or bjournal can substitute for a blog if a blog is unavailable)
5. Now you are ready to post your pictures! Good luck!

Here is a sample of a posted picture:



Great fun! We look forward to all of your pictures. Happy posting!

This Blog Thing...

So, I (Bethany) have sort of realized that my blog is where I share all the emotional, girly things that are going on in my heart...and this one, well I feel it is a bit more informative. Brad and I are doing well. We have found a place to live in Denton...although no job news as of yet. (sometimes I feel we are doing this backwards...aren't you traditionally supposed to have a job prior to finding a place to live in a new city? But let's be honest...have Brad and I ever really been traditional?) So the apartments are called the Timber Links and they are lovely. They are new, with brand new appliances (a bonus seeing as I'm convinced our current appliances, which are almost ancient, are broken...although this technically can not be proven), AND brand new full size washer and dryer. (no repeat of the Seville...mark my words.) It's on a golf course with a pretty view, and the prices are incredible. The only part we don't like is the floor plans. Granted the floor plan is a major thing not to like...but the good outweighs the bad...right? We'll let you know in August.

Faith and Beth looking at something cute.

A New Week

Bethany: So, it's Monday. Monday's are never really great...they always seem to have some major flaw that just makes you want to run back to Sunday. Like dealing with screaming children who don't know how to behave in public...or irrate, irrational women who think everything wrong in their lives is your fault because you didn't bend to their insane request...or compensating for those higher ups who sometimes forget to do their job.

And as if this particular Monday doesn't have enough drama packed into it's wee little hours...I'm sick and don't feel well. I'm coughing...sneezing...sniffling...and I think I have a temperature. I might go sit in the corner and whine...

what a lovely way to pass the time on a Monday...

Good luck Tuesday!

Finally Sushi

Brad: And sushi was great. Very cheap but excellent in quality. I had a plate full of different rolls and pieces. Have price! Also a cup of miso soup: so-so. The rest: day-lish. We still fought through traffic to get there and thank goodness we made it. We enjoyed the company of our good friends The Griggs (if you don't know them, you should get to know them).

After Sushi: movie

Which movie you may ask? Sahara. I loved it: very enjoyable. You can read my review when I write it. Until then, don't even try to read my review. Got it? ok.

A Day For Me

Bethany: Thursdays have become my favorite day of the week. I'm learning to revel in my time off...to do all the things I love to do. To make my heart happy and get ready for the rest of the week.
I did some responsible things (like cleaning the kitchen and catching up on the weeks laundry) in the morning. As long as I do one responsible thing in the day, my spirit feels free to play. I got to have lunch with my husband...great food and even better company. I love to see him in the middle of the day; it feels like such a treat.
I sat at this little coffee shop for about an hour or so. I read two chapters in my book ("Emma" by Jane Austen...I'm into the classics right now), and wrote like crazy...so much so that a man sitting near me commented that I must have a lot to say. As a matter of fact, today I do. It's a good feeling.
Sushi tonight...for real this time. I'll have a little salmon roll and miso for the rest of you!

Chasing the Butterflies

Brad: Today was a good gardening day at the big Estate. The sun was bright and sunny. The butterflies were flying happily. Then the butler told me I had to catch butterflies for the boss's 15 year old daughter - for a school project. So in the afternoon I chased butterflies down by the creek. I caught one moth-like bug: small and somewhat butterflyish. They were hard to find today. I was running around with a fish-pond net. I also caught a blue dragonfly, but he got away. Oh, well. 'Tis the life of a gardner. . .right? (at least where I work).

Oh Gardener,
Go down by the creek
And gather all that you see
The Butterflies that fly free

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Get them one by one
Catch them all until there's none
Of the Butterflies that fly
Down by the creekside

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Worry not about the flowers in the garden
Worry not about the grass that grows green
Concern yourself not
With any gardening thought
The Butterflies must be caught by the evening
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So I'm chasing the Butterflies
and all the while the garden dies
As it breathes it's last breath
in a slow and thirsty death
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by Brad Koehn