Sunday, December 30, 2007

Christmas at the Bucklands!


Mike and Gramp

Mom & Dad 'B'

The Stetson Three

Grammy hoopin' it up!



The whole gang

Custom-made angel walking stick by Uncle Jim



Bridgie Bucky


Definitely the theme of the Eve
(and Mike really has never looked better than in that high school portrait)

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Solstice Soiree ~ 5th Annual

For the past 5 years, there has been a winter solstice party here on Mountain Ave - always on the night of the solstice, always complete with a raucous yankee swap. I had never even heard of yankee swaps until moving to Boston (go figure...) and ever since FINALLY getting invited to one of Mike's soirees a few years ago (I guess as the girlfriend you're automatically in) I now feel like I too am a bonified yankee. This year's top gifts included a combo gift set of a crow bar/educational poster set on "Respect" and "Responsibility." Did you know that Responsibility means meeting someone's expectations to the best of your ability? This credo was finely illustrated with 2 laughing children washing a dog (to the best of their ability). I was never big on other people's expectations (just ask my parents...) But i liked the poster on Respect - something about taking into consideration other people's feelings, thoughts, and beliefs. As a full time therapist at a methodone clinic, I almost have this one down. I'm practicing on Mike :) The anonymous benefactor of this crowbar/educational poster dynamic combo has been to the solstice soiree year after year and was proud that his contribution was so popular that it actually was "frozen" (in yankee swap terms, this means people wanted it so bad, that aftr it's third trade it couldn't be swapped again.) He mentioned "I finally understand what constitutes a good gift at the soiree, something kind of manly and out-there at the same time."
Other popular swap gifts included: a ceramic ET and a handmade furry vest covered in red fuzzy balls, perfect for the playa or anytime really. Personally, I was all set after swapping for the "rabbit" (those wine openers that make wine opening easy, no matter how much you've already consumed) and had literally put it away in the cabinet (a little presumptuous apparently) when one of the last swappers, swapped for it! even the hostess is not immune to yankee hell.
Another highlight included some yankee mischief involving 2 manly, out-there culprits who shall remain nameless, but who somehow managed to screw up the whole number picking system, putting duplicate numbers in the hat, so that every once in awhile, 2 people had the same number. nothing a little rock, paper scissors couldn't solve however...
There were also many hand-made gifts contributed to the swap - from home-brew to earrings to photography to scarves. We are truly blessed to know so many generous and creative folks! Not to mention Bridgit, Mike's sister who designs and creates the beautiful invites each year. We've got to get her to come down next year from Maine.
Personally I have been a fan of the solstice for a long time. Winter solstice, summer solstice, fall and spring equinoxes, there's something magical about them to me. I guess because, though Pagan in their roots, they are also a scientific and natural phenomenon, that each year on the winter solstice, the night is the longest, and we then begin our return to the light, as Earth turns toward the sun once again and the days lengthen bit by bit till spring equinox, where day and night are in balance, to summer solstice the longest day, to fall equinox - again in balance and equal and then back to winter solstice again. This cyclical universe is truly a wonder to behold. I love how the solstice celebration gathers together many of our beloved friends year after year and has become it's own family tradition - one that is not in the name of Christ or stories from the Bible, but in believing in the miracle of what is right in front of us - laughter, giving, friendship, connection and the beauty of the longest night - year after year after year.

Monday, October 29, 2007

World Series!!

Game 1:




Yes, we suck.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Flat Mountain Pond

Here are some pictures from a backpacking trip over the weekend of October 20th. Heavy rains on Friday night added a certain degree of fun and excitement for the numerous river crossings, but the weather could not have been more perfect, 70 degrees and sunny! Folks on the trip; Sarah, Dan, Shakti, Eric, Trish, Cory and myself.


Where ever you go, there you are! [always a good time on Bennett Street]


Thank you global warming for a 75 degree autumn...



Cory and Trish enjoy summer temps with fall colors!


The beginning of the river rock hopping obstacle course



Sarah, Dan and Cory


Trish!



Dan gives in to the river



Trish shows us how its done!



Sarah goes NUMB!



Fun Guy



Our camp - Flat Mt. Pond



Shakti, Eric and Cory enjoy some Sunday morning sun....



New Friends - Gus & Butters



Marshmellow/M&M infusion



Eric and Shakti stoke the fire

Monday, August 27, 2007

A Blog is Born

I keep thinking to myself that I'd like to write more, I really should write more..... I guess now that we've set up this blog, I certainly have an outlet/motivator for it. Mike mainly set it up as a canvas for our pictures. But, I mean, I can't know there's a blog out there with my name on it, that i'm actually a manager of, begging for my mad admin skills, and not write a bunch of the crap that bounces around in my head all day...But is it completely self-important and absorbed to think that people actually have an interest in reading my thoughts and musings? I mean, I get it that if you have kids, blogs are a fun way of tracking their lives, showing pics of the kids, telling funny stories, a nice way to stay up on the family. But seriously, i have nothing but random adventures and personal musings. Why would anyone outside of like maybe three people, two of whom are my parents, actually care?
Like today, for instance... i was thinking about how endearing it is that human beings paint their toenails. Like, if an alien from outer space came to earth, or some anthropologist 2 thousand years from now is looking back at civilization from our time and notices that - Aw! Look at that! Many of the female species decorated their nail beds with colors - it was very customary for this species to do so, in order to look attractive, both in society and to attract a mate. This painting of the nails was so common in fact, so normal, that most females, save a couple of weird ones with blogs, didn't even notice how bizarre the concept is - painting of nail beds? WHY? Because they're hard and paintable? I don't know. For some reason a visual of, say, a hippopotamus with painted toenails comes to mind and the silliness of umm... do they seem more attractive now? Maybe someone knows how/when nail painting got started. I mean the concept of attractiveness and attraction and how it's evolved - from pheremones and scent to jewels/make-up/nailpolish I just think it's kind of endearing in a way. How we human beings try so hard, in often irrational ways, until we don't even realize we're trying.
Note: This series of thoughts occurred as this writer was gazing at her pedicured nails, admiring their prettiness

Wagner Beach House


Cory-Schuman-Wagner-Beach-Birthday 2007!


Waiting for Ryan to come through the portal...




Don't mess with a man from Jersey





The girls of Normandy Beach...



The cast of "Normandy Beach"

Norcross Pond Hiking Trip

Baxter [snack dog] Horak



At the smimming hole


Looking down the valley from Norcross Pond

Wilderness Scotch Server

Camp Norcross

Lounging at high camp



Nancy Cascade

Ted / Matt / Sam / Josh / Junior / Chris / Ralph [with Baxter] / Brett / Mike / Ken

Sunset at Norcross Pond