Bad Banjipants

Last night when we took Matt out for his birthday we left the dogs at home. Banjo was in his kennel and Rio was out in the living room. And when we returned we found a little --not so friendly--note taped to our door. Apparently Banjo was pawing at his cage and barking a lot while we were gone. And apparently our neighbor downstairs likes to go to bed really early (directly under Banjo's kennel). So she wasn't too happy about that. In Clinton Court we lived below a girl who wore steal toed marching boots, so I know how annoying it can be to have a noisy neighbor. HOpefully Banjo will be better next time if we also put Rio in her cage. Otherwise, maybe we'll try moving his kennel. Silly Banjo.

Being sick in Alaska (by Neil)

So it took Neil a whopping three days before he got sick. He probably picked up a bug on the plane when he flew up. We went to the doctor on Friday so he could get a nebulizer treatment (the Dr. was really nice, but like 105 years old). And he gave Neil some pills to boot.

It seemed that Emily caught Neil's cold on Saturday, but my Sunday both of us were feeling better, so we went out to Value Village to look for a bigger food bowl for Banjo and to check things out. Turns out the VV is way cooler and bigger in Seattle, go figure. Then we walked around a Bed, Bath and Beyond and grabbed a hot drink before we headed home to celebrate our roommate Matt's birthday.

Matt turned 29 on Sunday so we took to out to the Moose's Tooth Pizza and Pub, one of our favorites. We had a grand time eating drinking pitchers of beer, eating our chicken, bacon, cream cream, roasted garlic, red onion, and spinach pizza, and concocting a way for Matt to leave his phone number for the waitress.

Who's who?

It's getting tricky to tell which one's the dog and which one is my husband.

A slippery slope

On MLK day we were invited to my co-worker, Yvonne’s home for dinner. She was making pot stickers and her daughters and cousin came too. She lived out in the Rabbit Creek area, which is up in the hills overlooking the sound. And all the houses were really big and fancy. On our way there, we got slightly lost (apparently the turn off we were looking for didn’t have a sign labeling the street), so we ended up heading down this “no outlet” road with a giant ravine on the right hand side. Ooops, not a good idea on a day when the temperature had warmed up some to melt the snow just enough for it to turn to a humongous sheet of ice. So we drove along, until it became apparent that there was no outlet. And, when we tried to start again, it became apparent that we were driving on a sheet of ice. Neil got out of the car and started slipping around. I thought he was trying to be funny, but it really was that slippery. We had to end up calling Yvonne. She brought her whole family to come help push. Except it was too slippery for anyone to get their footing, so Neil ended up slowly backing the car down the hill until he reached a driveway to turn around in. It was quite an adventure, but in the end we had a good time at dinner. The pot stickers were tasty.

We're Alaskans

Today was Neil and Banjo's first day as Alaskans. After a very long flight (which was delayed over an hour), Neil and Banjo made it here. Of course when the lady brought out the cages from the cargo hold one cage was shaking and barking (that cage being Banjo). Boy was he excited to see people.

Banjo is loving having a younger pal around to play with. He and Rio race around in the backyard. Rio is much faster though and shows her dominance by tackling Banjo into the snow.

Banjo seems to love playing in the snow. He travels off the path to leap and bound through the snow (which could well burry him). His hair seems to keep him quite warm, although it collects tons of balls of snow all under his belly and on the backs of his legs.

Tonight we ordered Thai food and watched the season finale of the Amazing Race. (It culminated in Anchorage coincidently.) The restaurant was voted numerous years as Anchorage's best Thai restaurant--but, there are only about 3 in town. And this one wasn't too hot.

Up before the crack of dawn

Last night I went to the Anchorage Folk Festival. It was like a scaled down version of Folklife. We heard a few local bands of varying talent (including a group of senior citizens who were into "clogging". (All I can say is, at least they enjoyed themselves.) They were like tap dancers. It was pretty funny. The final band of the night was a band brought in from San Francisco--The Stairwell Sisters. They were really good! One of the band members "clogged to a few songs, and her clogging was pretty cool. It was like a more folk-d-fied version of Lord of the Dance. Any how, they were great performers, and one of the things they said was how they'd been working till the crack of dawn (meaning since 10 am).

Only a few hours till the boys get here!

Back in business

Well, after a long span of no internet, I'm finally re-wired! Our apartment is still pretty desolate ever since Meghan left, but now that I'm reconnected to the world I think I'll work on getting a few chairs and things. I am enjoying using her old bedroom--it's more than twice the size of my previous room!

I'll post some pictures soon. Today I took a few pictures of a moose eating snow in our yard. There's plenty of snow around town, and it's been really cold, so I don't think it's going to melt anytime soon. I heard today that with the wind chill it was -15F in Anchorage. Needless to say it's not too encouraging of an environment to go outside, even though playing in the snow is always a fun option.

Today I created a profile on the Barack Obama website. The new direction of campaigns is pretty cool. I tried to download free Obama ringtone, but I'm apparently I'm not that tech-savy. On the website I found a posting for an organizing event this Wednesday, so I think I'll go after work and check it out.

Only 5 more days until Neil and Banjo move up! I suppose I should try and enjoy the calm before the storm.