Nursery

My mom finally got a new iMac to replace her 7-year-old eMac, and it's like I'm writing with electronic lightning ink!  The computer knows what I'm going to say before I even type it––what luxury!  We still don't have internet access at our house yet.  There's apparently some kind of internet microwave technology offered by ACS involving a tower on Ester Dome (that will beam the internet directly into your brain!).  But the tower installation is two months overdue and even once it's installed, it'll take ACS a day to do six home installations and we're 180-somethingth on the waiting list ... so it's going to be awhile until we're online at Spinach Creek.  Hence my radio silence on this blog.  Well, most of my radio silence has to do with chronic laziness and procrastination.  But I'm going to blame it on the lack of internet tubeage at the house.

Ah, house.  I love you, house.  We even have a couch now.  And an ottoman.  And John bought the second cheapest television antenna at Fred Meyer so we now have reception for all three channel 9s (hello, Poirot and Rick Steves!), and weather cooperating, channel 11 too.  We're still using our black camping chair for a recliner (now every day is Memorial Day camping weekend!) but hope to someday get a real chair.

We even have a nursery now, not just a dark and scary room where boxes and projects and furniture we don't want to deal with are banished.  Check it out:

 
Yes, it's green, it's very green.  But we like it.  John says he's done painting for awhile ever, mismatched white ceilings in the dining room and master bedroom be damned.  All the baby swag you see here is part of the Henry Kendall Collection™ on loan from Selena and Scott (you guys are awesome!).  We visited them in Anchorage a couple weeks ago and they sent us away with a Subaru full of Henry's old gear and clothes.  One minute, our only plan was for the baby to sleep in a dresser drawer (maybe on top of some old socks for comfort) and wear a rotation of the three onesies that John's mom Mary Beth gave us for Christmas, and the next, we hit the baby accoutrement lottery.  To top it off, we just received a huge box from Michelle and Jesse (you guys are awesome!) with items from the Stuff-Ben-Has-Outgrown Collection™, which appropriately enough contains the semi-ironic "Little Cowboy" onesie that we brought back for him from Dallas.

Now all we have to do is figure out this whole diapering and breastfeeding and parenting thing.