Originally uploaded by jaimeandjim.

How is it possible that I am the owner of a kid THIS cute??? Prepare for online journal spamming of flickr pics. I’m just uploading a batch now.

We went to Butterfield Acres this weekend for a good old fashioned Pumpkin hunt.  (I don’t know that they are old fashioned at all, but it seems like the kind of thing farm kids would do growing up.)  I had never heard of this thing they call “Pumpkin Hunt,” but when my daily mom-spam email came through a couple of weeks ago, it told me all about the fun me and my family would have if only we went to a pumpkin hunt(!)  So we picked one of the last weekend slots available, as early in the season as possible, so as not to have to hunt for pumpkins in the snow, and we bundled ourselves up in fall garb and drove out to the farm on Saturday.

Before the hunt started, they corralled all the kids in this little playground.  It was better than most playgrounds because there were these wooden frames hanging from ropes all over the place!  There were also old tires to climb on and all sorts of other treasures to be found.  The thing I really liked about the playground was that there was plenty of stuff for the kids to play with, and unlike normal city playgrounds, all the apparatuses (apparati??) stuff to play on was spread out, so you didn’t have a huge concentration of kids in the area where the “cool” toys were.

And because of the non-standard equipment, the kids are left to figure out how they want to play on certain things:

The slides were really cool too:

In the interest of time, I’m going to cut this short. We rode in a trailer that was pulled by a large tractor, which Jonah thought was the coolest thing ever. And then we got off at the pumpkin hunting destination and Jonah found his own pumpkin! Never before have I seen my baby with such a proud look on his face! He really felt like he accomplished something when he picked that pumpkin up off the ground!

After the hunting, we loaded ourselves back into the trailers and rode out to the decoration area. Jonah got to put macaroni and feathers and lentils all over his pumpkin! He had fun despite the fact that he didn’t really understand that the glue was an adhesive, and not paint. After the decorating, we pump little punkinhead on a rack to dry, waved bye-bye, assured jonah that we would come back for mister pumpkin, and went to go look at the animals.

(Those pictures are still waiting for me to finish. I promise - later this week they will be posted in flickr.)

(I wrote that all a month ago and the darn entry has been sitting in the drafts folder, unfinished.  So now I suppose my reason is just that as usual, I’m just bad with the follow-through.)

A month and still no update.

So it’s another quickie catch-up…

We went camping with Clever Canines, our dog club.  Our non-dog friends think it’s strange, but we love Tracie and Joe and all that they’ve done for our family.  Camping with other people who believe in pack mentality is so much more comfortable.  Now if only we could find the AP group of of the alpha dog world…

We went to Edmonton.  Pictures here.

We Jim tore up the deck in our backyard.

We Jim built a patio.

My parents booked a trip to come visit us!  But those plans fell through and they didn’t make it here.  Hopefully this means I get to visit home sooner than expected.  (We were planning for next summer, but maybe this Christmas instead.)

I’m twittering now.  But I’m not so sure I get it.  This morning I twittered the fact that it took six minutes to get from 37th to Blackfoot via Glenmore.  Which is miraculous, but really - why would anyone care?  Ryan Ozawa twitters stuff like that and it’s useful to people because he has twitter groupies.  But I have a small small circle of friends who keep an eye on my twittering.  And sometimes I’m not even sure I want them reading.

I am addicted to facebook but not ready to join the 12 step program.

So a friend of mine is blogging now.  (Is it pretentious that I STILL hate that term?)  She’s not doing it on a domain that advertises her real name.  I don’t know that I told her that I did this for years under a made up name, with a domain name that had no identifying factors other than my registration information, which totally gave me up, but let’s face it:  google my name and you don’t get a listing of all the domains that are registered to me.  So really that’s not much of a giveaway.

Anyhow, I’m jealous that she can write more than I can because she’s not doing this out in the open.  I’m wearing a tshirt that says jaimebourne.com, and she’s got the invisible ink version.  If you shine it in the light just so, you can figure it out…

Dr. Scott recently went underground.  It’s possible that I will follow suit soon.

P.S.  I got a mac.  There’s no lightrooom for linux and holy crap was I missing out.  Is aperture worth a look?

Funny work incident that won’t get me fired:  One of the things I do is finalize documents before they go out to clients.  Sometimes these docs go through peer reviews so that everyone is happy with what they say.  Normally it’s all very cordial - people just change words and fix things up and no one takes any of this personally.  Last week I got a doc back from someone that had the “wtf?” written on it.  I don’t think the original author has any idea.

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Originally uploaded by jaimeandjim.

Did y’all see the pictures I posted to flickr from our trip to Edmonton? We had a great time, but for whatever reason, Jonah forgot the sound horses make. He mooed as he rode the merry-go-round.

On the con side of that list, the service this weekend was not what we’re used to. I appreciate the instant delivery of the kids fruitcup and have come to expect it. This time we had to ORDER it. By the time the meal arrived, my son had lost interest in sitting at the table and I had to ask for the food to be packed up.

Last night jim’s phone started vibrating madly and never really stopped. Not like the vibration that you get when your phone rings, but a continuous buzzing. And then it died. Of course, it died when he was out in the middle of the night and I had no way of contacting him… Anyhow the consensus this morning was that the phone had died. So our plan was that he would get my phone and I would get a new phone. Except I couldn’t find my phone.

After some serious searching, we figured out where it was: jim was kind enough to throw my cell into the washing machine.

So we had to replace two phones. Luckily the boy at fido was able to see beyond the fact that jim’s phone was a month and a day out of it’s warranty period, so we only had to pay for my phone. Which is shiny. And pretty. And an iPhone.

And totally cheaper than that second dog I keep fantasizing about.

Greenjeans: The Class!

Originally uploaded by indiknits.

This is my Greenjeans Class at Make1! On the last day of class (Saturday) we all posed with what we had done. I’m seriously proud of what these girls accomplished, and even more thrilled that I was able to get to know these ladies over the course of our four sessions together.