World's Tallest Filing Cabinet

Somewhere in Burlington Vermont in the middle of a field lies the World's Tallest Filing Cabinet. It's in the Guinness Book of World Records and everything!

I had to see it. Had to! Especially with these ringing endorsements from all of these exciting people on Trip Advisor:

Best day of my life.

Move Over Bette Midler, I've Seen Beaches One Million TIMES

Move over Bette Midler!

Literally. Move over. You're in my scene.

Imitate the Statue, Vol. 5

Starring: little Mia.

 

 

 

Imitate the Statue, Vol. 4

Unintentional, but pretty good.

I am so good at this game.

Misery Loves Company (slash) Imitate the Statue, Vol. 3

You may recall that about a year ago I met my Annie Wilkes.  My number one fan, just like from the movie Misery.  Well, the one, the only, the fabulous Blog fan Lisa* (names have not been changed) lives in Tucson, Arizona!

So when I heard that I would be working there for a water meter assignment, I contacted Lisa, who helped Summer and I secure the house we're renting.  We arranged everything days before arriving, so we needed somebody in Tucson to receive the Fed-ex package with the keys, etc., and Lisa was our girl!

We were driving from Albuquerque, Summer had a paper due and we were late getting into town, so we didn't have any time to waste picking up the keys.  Lisa understood and offered to meet us on the side of the freeway.

If I hadn't already met and fallen in love with her, if she weren't a friend of a very good friend of my sister's...it might have been a very strange and scary scene:

• Blog stalker offers to help find housing
• Blog stalker offers to receive keys to new apartment
• Blog stalker in fact receives and has possession of keys to new apartment
• Blog stalker offers to meet late at night on the side of the road next to a highway
• Blog stalker distracts Blogger with praise for blog
• Blog stalker stabs Blogger 37 times in chest and abdomen
• Blog stalker leaves Blogger to bleed out on side of highway
• Blog goes unupdated from that point on, leaving tens of other fans disappointed and confused     

But that's not how it went.  We met, we hugged, we laughed, we got Summer involved, we got the keys...and settled in to Oro Valley.

A few days later Lisa hooked us up with her good friend Roxanne* (names have not been changed) who graciously brought us to the Seguaro (pronounced Seh-wah-roh) National Monument just minutes from our town.

Those are saguaros.  There are millions of them in this National Forest.  Millions.  

Roxanne is hilarious.  She has a story of how she had told her husband that the reason she was putting on her nice underwear/bra combo was because she was going to the dermatologist.  He was confused, because it was for an above-the-neck skin appointment.  "And you have to undress for that?"  "Yes," she said, "he has me completely undress and lay on the table and then he looks at the skin on my face.  What?  Is that weird?"

This is the only photo I have of her, as she prefers to be photographed from behind:

I knew I loved her when she told me that she also likes to pretend to use a tampon for chapstick....but I really, really, really love people who participate when I have a ridiculous photo idea.

Summer-isms, Vol. 19

"I wish I had bones in my face."

"We are turning into terrible dudes.  Dudes I would not even hang out with."

"Would it be wrong for us to get married just for like a week?  Is that bad?  We could call each other 'Ma' and 'Ma.'"

"It's hard being a Corporate American."

Me: "No one is safe from this.  No one is safe when you have a blog."
Summer: "We can stop this anytime, Hexum."

Imitate the Statue, Vol. 2

I am so good at this game!

Imitate the Statue

I am SO good at this game.

The Evolution of Embarrassing Ross

These first photos were in Iceland, and I thought he should act like one of the statues, but he wouldn't do it, and frankly I think he was embarrassed that I did do it. The ladies who took the picture were waiting for him to do something and he never did.



In this one it looks like he is participating, but he's not, he's trying to get out of the shot:




"Here Ross, let's stand by this statue and do something crazy. Yes, do something crazy.":



And, here's that exact scenario, in Oslo, with the exact same result:



"Here Ross, do hang loose, like Inge Bjart!" Nope.



"Work it!, Work it! Strut your stuff, yes that's good!"
"Shut up, Kady."





(On the fjord) "Ross, go be 'King of the World'."
"I don't even know what that is."
"You haven't seen Titanic? Jeez!"