seems to me that i have not been in touch

Nursing school is underway. Catheters, IM injections, multipul choice exams with evasive answers are all about. I am so happily overwlemed at the moment. That will change in two weeks when I have my next exam. Every week I dress up as a nurse and do my thing. It is not unlike what I have been up to. The main difference is the assessments we do. Every class we are expected to write our assessments of the clients we are assigned. I have some work to do.

My little family has been thriving despite the changing of seasons, scheduals, and scholarships. The hardest thing about school still is not seeing Eliot every morning.

One Small Salamander For Man, One Giant Leap for Mankind

One rainy day after Jess got home we decided to try our hands at flight. Eliot started it and the family has been doing the same to practice for a Christmas picture.

This salamander just did not care to be picked up yesterday

Notice Eliot's perfect flying form.

A Wild Buckaroos Breaky

Wild Growlin' Gessler and his rough and rowdy crew of bandits descended on the wild west enclave, Catonsville. the formerly peaceful brothel was rocked by the appearance of these disreputable characters.

Evil Eder with his Wiley counterpart in crime Jessica James

Chicky "Kill" Nasty

"Baby-face" Pat Fun Box

"Grateful to be dead after messin with this maniac" Jack the Ripper

this just in

my wife just stole all of the awesome pictures i took of the day(with my permission of course) and wrote a narrative better than the one i was going to write. i bet she did not even have to rely on swear words to say how damn good my day was.
here is her link. i hope she spelled lots of words wrong.

http://alittlebunny.blogspot.com/

the days are just packed

when a day goes just right you know you will be talking about it for the rest of the month, day, year, or more. Wensday was such a day. Eliot and I made our way out the house into the world at around ten o'clock.

We came upon the fire house with its doors open and fire men doing their shift change. They invited Eliot to come into the engines. He even got to ride in one. A happier kid could not be found but this was only the beginning...

blue steel

the seriousness of the haircut.

we brought eliot in for his fist real haircut friday. he was great about staying still and obeying the barber and the mama but he was so serious. i hope it was not an unpleant experiance for him. the result was fantastic. the gardella boys are looking fine.

Great ideas come from my sleeping wife

A little past ten I went into a room in the house where some are creative and some just create. My wife had just finished making a stuffed person and I thought of the perfect collaboration. I will make the innards of a simple robot whose arms will move with its legs in tandem. It's innards will be supported by a wooden frame. The arm and leg axel will come out of the top and bottom of the creature. Short wood square blocks will attach to each axle and will have a bit extra axle over the end. Any added appendages are added with glue to the outside of the gear box.
The part where Jess would be able to come in and help is when I cover the robot with skin. It needs to be vaguely inhuman but should show the creator was at least trying when they tried to make the humanoid doll/robot. If the box is strong enough staple guns and hot glue could make for excellent fat cells to round things out. The innards need to be accessable by a very obvious and possibly upsetting looking door(maybe a doornob). When the figure is finished gears(metal) need to be applied to the last bit of dowel. If possible these gears should connect to something too.
I have pictures of a machine I made years ago and would like to craft mine after them and Jess' doll.

Eliot and Jess and I were totally entertained on the roof deck at my bros apt. The view was perfect. I stayed up there with Tim late just enjoying the view. It was perfect.
When Jess, Eliot, Tim, and I got to the cape we took a relaxed stroll around the heritage plantation. it was beautiful with the blooming rhododendron. The colors were splendid.
When Trish joined us we went to sandy neck beach for a campfire and beach ride. the weather was fine, sunset clear, fire was warm, and a lady Eliot had worked his charm on gave Trisha a hamburger she says was the best she's ever had. This was especcially good because Trisha said earlier that evening that she would kill for a bite of a hamburger. I guess those people unwittingly saved someones life. Pracilla you are an unsung American hero.
Sunday we heard my mom grace the church with her beautiful voice. My father was good enough to do a lobster feast for all of us. It was was particularly meaningful and appreciated by me. I had been traumatized and riddled with guilt earlier that evening. Eliot had gotten a very bad splinter on the deck(which my dad had repeatedly had warned me about). I removed most of it but his howling in pain made my hands shake like leaves. I was able to get the larger piece but by the time I finished doing that I was to stressed out. I am embarrassed to say I can deal easily with some other person's father having a head trauma but become completely undone by Eliot getting a splinter. The lobster in the good company of Ann and Pete worked its magic though and I slept well until nine this morning. Today I had some quality time to play with the magic jeep

Cape Cod

It should be nice getting down to the parents house for the weekend. Jess, Eliot, and I have not been there to visit in a while. It is finally good enough weather for us to spend some time out on the Cape's fantastic beaches. They remind Tim and I of Australia because they are so long. Tim enjoyed the drive on the beach aspect of Frasure Island. I just loved how freakin long the beaches were.

There is no I in teamwork but there are two in irritated

...but first an old joke

Two little old ladies were sitting on a park bench outside the local town hall where a

flower show was in progress.
The thin one leaned over and said, 'Life is so boring. We never have any fun any

more. For $10 I'd take my clothes off and streak through that stupid flower show!'

"You're on!' said the other old lady, holding up a $10 note. The first little old lady slowly

fumbled her way out of her clothes and, completely naked, streaked (as fast as an old

lady can) through the front door of the flower show.

Waiting outside, her friend soon heard a huge commotion inside the hall, followed by

loud applause and shrill whistling. The smiling and naked Old lady came through the

exit door surrounded by a cheering crowd.

'What happened?' asked her waiting friend

'I won 1st prize as Best Dried Arrangement.

Working with the elderly has its ups and downs, specifically pull ups and nursey melt downs. No matter what the reason is for having to change pull ups I nearly always prefer it than having to deal with the latter.

just having a look @ jess. blog

for all of you who are wondering why there so many duplicated pics, it is because jess is such a darn photographer. i just am in awe when i see them on my laptop. hence the fact she gets her photos in her's and mine. kudos for her she is remarkably talented.

And places

We have gone many places

There have been troubles

My favorite lady has passed. it came on so fast. she was only away from 75 for a few months. it was just january when we were sitting around with eliot. i have all of these videos of eliot sitting on her lap. now i will be going to her funeral. it is really hard to have these extremely valuable connections. In so many ways i am looking forward to the nursing proffesion where there is a limited time to connect. last night i sobbed while watshing a film about alzheimers.

Tonight there was art

I got time to sit down and do some art. I have been working on my daddy so much it is really hard to make time. after two years though i am finally making the time to do some painting. The idea of getting the little one doing the same is so exciting. he is getting to the age where art and concentrating on art is not going to be such a difficult problem.

There is a great thing in the air

It has been a remarkable few months here in portland. we are enjoying the new place like you would not belive. our garden is beatiful though there is some work to be done. we have a porch that will be perfect when we finally get all the shit organized. My work has been really challenging but the demotion has afforded me some really great time to re-connect with the residents. I before had only time to give out pills. now i am in happy business. i provide all of them with service they appreciate.

Elvis returns!

Actually he did not just got in another picture. one that a resident had taken. just thought it was worthy of posting.
Eliot, his friend rob, and I did appear in the Portland sun however. It was a very nice pic though i am sure it was modified for printing and will look rather silly on the computer. we celebrated st patties day with a march from st Dom's through the west end. Eliot liked it though did not take to the marching. It was a strange sort of st Patty's day because there was no singing, dancing or shenanigans. it was devoid of all of those things i think of when i think of st Patrick's day. oh well.
we had a fantastic party last weekend and are having the folks and our new landlord up. it should be a blast.