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A sheepskin woolie, titanium cooking pot, Elephant, Squirrel, and Husky wish you all a happy New Year:
Question: What do all of the above objects have in common?
Answer: They are quickly being mauled to nonexistence by Moma (although the titanium pot is withstanding the pressure pretty well).
We are very scientific in our training approach for Moma. Knowledge over sentiment, I always say:
'Tis the season for some folksy romancing!
Our puppy, Moma, went nutty in the woods the other day when we were Christmas tree hunting. This picture is right before Taylor cut down the tree... and right before Moma insisted on being at the base of that tree, pouncing at the moving sawblade. She looks calm here, but it's only because she was saving up her craziness:
I'm sold! I'm totally into our new dog! And I know that makes me almost like those people who don't have kids, so they pretend their dogs are their kids- but look at her! She's a doll!
My little sister is 23! And not little anymore!
We went to the beach for her birthday party, and it was great. My mom made her famous chocolate birthday cake adorned with candy treats, but the 4 hour drive to the coast wiggled the cake and frosting all apart. So great looking:
But look how tasty and appetizing it looks with the legendary candle train and happy birthday candles:
We got a puppy! So great! We have been patiently waiting for three years the right time to get a dog, and now the right time is here! She is half husky, half border collie, and is the best puppy ever. I'm going to stop now or else I'm going to start sounding like people who treat their dogs like they are humans- it's so annoying, but I can understand the impulse now.
We got her in Eugene yesterday, and on the drive home the only place she was happy was by Taylor's feet, and he was driving. We know, we know- that wasn't safe, but what are you going to do?
She also liked sitting down by my feet:
We have a puppy! And she's the best!
Our last week in Ecuador melted our faces off day after day with it's greatness- we went to Canoa, a beach town that we love (we went there a lot last year when we were living in Ecuador). We met a couple of fellow Sumaskans (Summer Alaskans... my new gift to the dictionary). One day we rented a truck and driver, and with our new friends traveled around to several other beaches. We were lucky enough to see the fabled 'Arco de Amor,' aka the Love Arch... and from the side it looks like something out of a Tim Burton movie:
Also on that truck trip, we saw a dead anteater in the middle of the road! And I have never even seen an alive anteater! But if I did, it would have looked something like this:
And we were also lucky enough to be in Canoa for 'Canoa Day,' the annual celebration of the town. Because it's in Ecuador, it has to have a 2 hour parade- because no celebration is worth it's salt if there is no parade! Everyone knows that! This girl was the queen of something, maybe the Queen of the Kindergartners, but alas she had no retinue or ladies in waiting or anything. It is awful lonely being at the top:
And, finally, a last picture of a Beckley in Ecuador. Here I am, in a stunning self-portrait, saying, "Wooht! Ecuador! Yes! And I'm in a cave on the beach! So great! Woohty woohty wooht!"
Question: What do all of the above objects have in common? 
I'm sold! I'm totally into our new dog! And I know that makes me almost like those people who don't have kids, so they pretend their dogs are their kids- but look at her! She's a doll!
But look how tasty and appetizing it looks with the legendary candle train and happy birthday candles:
She also liked sitting down by my feet:
We have a puppy! And she's the best!
Also on that truck trip, we saw a dead anteater in the middle of the road! And I have never even seen an alive anteater! But if I did, it would have looked something like this:
And we were also lucky enough to be in Canoa for 'Canoa Day,' the annual celebration of the town. Because it's in Ecuador, it has to have a 2 hour parade- because no celebration is worth it's salt if there is no parade! Everyone knows that! This girl was the queen of something, maybe the Queen of the Kindergartners, but alas she had no retinue or ladies in waiting or anything. It is awful lonely being at the top:
And, finally, a last picture of a Beckley in Ecuador. Here I am, in a stunning self-portrait, saying, "Wooht! Ecuador! Yes! And I'm in a cave on the beach! So great! Woohty woohty wooht!"
