Hmmm…….I haven’t seen the research on that, so I will have to take your word for it. I have heard that shooting yourself in the head is dangerous though. I might make a sticker of that. Or maybe, “Being happy makes you feel good!”

Yesterday I walked into Old School Pizza and that same man was in line ahead of me. He has about 3 cat carriers strapped to his bike and he turned and asked me if I thought his cats were OK out there or if it was too hot. I said that it was probably OK, but he could move them into the shade if he was worried. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say. He got a very angry look on his face and said, “I know 5 forms of martial arts.” At this point I am thinking- ha, the “artial marts” thing again, but then he finished with, “And I am about to use one of them on you!” He then rolled up his sleeves and took a step towards me. I really didn’t want to get in a fist fight (or Judo I would guess) with a rail thin mentally ill man in my favorite pizza place, so I said, “ok, but how about you do it later because it is your turn to order.” He turned around and looked at the counter then asked me in a suspicious tone, “How long have you lived here, because this sort of heroin can’t be found in this area” and before I could answer he walked out the door.

*I should add that my office overlooks the street corner he usually stands on and as I wrote this I could see him asking everyone walking by if they could “spare some weed”.

Here are Grant and Evelyn enjoying hanging out at 7-11 in Vancouver at 10pm.

Before I left Tulsa for the drive to Oklahoma City, a customer told me about his friend who had been caught in a tornado on that road and had his legs broken when it repeatedly bashed him into a freeway underpass. His truck came out of it the size and shape of a fridge. I kept my eye out for any shelter or extra deep ditch I could hide in if I saw a twister.

The tornado siren went off just as I was driving through the downtown. The driver in front of me jumped out of his car and ran into a building and the rain was whipping down the street like a wind-tunnel. The siren turned off before I could decide where to run. I pulled into my hotel on 20th and Meridian just as the announcer on the radio said the small tornado had touched down on 63rd and Meridian.

Grant and I went for a little adventure under the 4th ave bridge and walked on the abandoned railroad track. It was too nice out to be inside or follow no trespassing warnings.

I was in Boise, Tulsa and Oklahoma City this week. I found out that Oklahoma hates me. I can’t tell you how many times I started through an intersection after the light turned green and had to slap on the brakes to keep from getting hit by someone running the light. It got to the point where I would just wait 8 minutes after the light turned to make sure everyone was done.

Josh and I spotted this moon jellyfish down at Percival Landing the other day. From what I understand the sting is very mild and you may not even notice it. I tried to convince Josh to pick it up and check, but he wasn’t that curious.

We went to Orange County last weekend for Michelle’s cousins wedding, and despite Evelyn’s reaction above we had a great time. We got to meet all of Michelle’s aunts and uncles and cousins and second cousins and their friends. We ate dinner at 10pm and Michelle and I butchered the Spanish we have left with the encouragement and to the amusement of the Ecuadorians and Puerto Ricans. It was a great party.

Grant woke us up this morning yelling that it was snowing. We got dressed and after he made several snow angels we made this tiny little snowman. Evie didn’t help, she just wanted to be in the picture.

I was out of town for four days and came home to this; 4 inches of maple leaves. I couldn’t even tell where my driveway was, the entire property was buried. Notice my neighbors leaf free lawn in the background.

Hey, I have an idea, why don’t you go here and buy lots of stuff! Michelle and her friend have started and Etsy shop. They sell really cool baby gear, so go check it out!

After weeks of rain we finally started to get a normal fall. We were all worried that we had bypassed autumn all together and were already in winter.

We had our yearly blackout on Thursday. This time it was due to high winds. I am beginning to think the historic district we live in has historic power lines. Last year we went without power for 3 days, last week it was only 8 hours, which is short enough to still be fun. Grant checked every light switch separately- Hmm.. this one is out too!- and gave us frequent updates- The power is still off!

It came on just in time to watch the Office, which was less disappointing last week than it has been so far this season. Why couldn’t it have gone out two weeks ago right as Michael kidnapped the pizza delivery guy?