And so Thanksgiving 2008 has passed. We ventured up and over Snoqualmie Pass en route to Yakima to visit my parents as well as my older brother and his family for Thanksgiving. We had awesome weather on the way over on the day before Thanksgiving, so there was no trouble getting the Corolla up and over the mountains. Well, there was a little effort involved, since the car contained Lisa, Joshua, my brother Brek, and me. We have learned to travel a little bit more lightly since we started driving places with Joshua. So at least we didn't have to have an extra 300 pounds of equipment in the trunk.
Yakima was just as brown and dry as ever, except really cold, too. It was very clear on the day we arrived, and it got well into the 20s that evening. The car was not happy about that. It really doesn't like being outside overnight in cold temperatures. Our garage has it spoiled.
Anyway, Joshua woke me up bright and early on Thanksgiving morning, since he has no concept of "sleeping in." All he knows is that when he wakes up, he wants some food and a clean diaper right away. Since I was up anyway, I tossed the turkey breast roast (bone-in) into the crock pot with some garlic, spices, and salt, and set it to cook on high for five hours. A little bit later, I made a breakfast of french toast, little smokies, and eggs. There was a little time to kill, so we watched the rest of the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade and I wondered why they bother to have the people on the floats pretend to sing, when they are clearly lip-syncing to a prerecorded song. Some of the people were really good at it (Darius Rucker, Kristin Chenoweth) and some were horrendous at it (every teeny-pop singer, the various R&B flashes in the pan), but the whole concept is just silly to me. If you are going to have people sing for the cameras in front of the Macy's store, then set up a stage in front of the parade route, and have them sing into real microphones while the float goes by behind them. Don't have them ride on the float and fake the song for the camera. The worst offender in this? Andy Williams (yes, he is still alive) who didn't even bother to hold a fake microphone. He just lip-synced to a recording of "The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year" from about thirty years ago.
So the parade ended, and the dog show started, which I love. But Lisa and I needed to begin prepping potatoes, green beans, mushrooms, and onions for the various dishes I was going to cook. After much peeling, slicing, and rinsing, the real cooking began. It was a few hours worth of work, but eventually, we got the whipped potatoes, green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, dressing, ham, and turkey cooked and on the table. There were also rolls, pickles, olives, banana peppers, pepperoncini, and a few different things to drink. It was all pretty good, even if the gravy wasn't as thick as I was hoping it would get. My parents invited their neighbor Jack over, since he was all alone for the holiday. He is a nice elderly, hard-of-hearing gentleman who had a lot to say. A LOT. Loudly. But it worked well for my dad, who also has a lot to say, if not so loudly. They were talking with each other at the table for quite a while after everyone else was off doing other things.
The biggest benefit of cooking just about everything is that I didn't have to clean any of the dishes. Brek was very helpful with that, as well as my nephew Forrest. So they did some dishes and my other nephew Garrett and I started up a game of Mario Party 8 while we waited for the pie to bake. Then Forrest joined us. It was a lot of fun. It was also fun to eat key lime pie, cheesecake pie with raspberry topping, and eventually pumpkin pie.
Later, Lisa, Brek, my mom, and I all played some Mario Party and had a lot of fun. All in all, it was an exhausting day, but was good times. We realized after getting back that we forgot to take any pictures at all, so that is why there are none in this post. Doh!
We had to hurry back on Friday so that I could work a shift at Papa John's, but the trip back was pretty uneventful. Fun stuff.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Hmmm...
I don't know what this says about our TV watching habits, but I'm guessing it's not good. Lately every time I turn off the TV, Joshua runs to the door to the garage and then is surprised and bummed that we're not leaving. Because apparently the only good reason to turn off the TV is if you're going somewhere.
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Monday, November 17, 2008
A Transmission Post-Op
Well, we did what I thought I would never do. We took the Corolla in to the Toyota dealership to have one of their techs thoroughly diagnose our transmission woes. What I was originally told was a transmission in need of complete replacement turned out to be a transmission in need of an overhaul. Many of the parts in the transmission were completely fine, but an axle seal was leaking fluid, which caused the gears to not be properly lubricated. Lack of transmission fluid due to the leak led to the bearings for gears 5, 4, 3, and 2 to fail (in that order). Luckily, all we would need to have replaced was the bearings and the leaky seal; the rest of the transmission was fine.
This, of course, is a labor-intensive repair. The parts were relatively cheap (only a couple hundred dollars), but the labor was expensive, since the transmission had to be dismantled and broken parts were replaced. All together, the total cost of the repair was almost $1600. This is a large amount of money, but the cost of used replacement transmissions for the car was looking like it would come to around $1500 anyway. This way, we got a free loaner car for the duration of the service as well as a 1-year warranty on the transmission. So if anything else goes wrong with it within the next year, Toyota is going to have to fix it. That benefit sold me on the slightly higher cost.
So we had the service done, drove the loaner for a couple of days, and got the car back on Saturday. It works great. It turns out that the replacements for the broken parts are, in the words of the service manager guy, "beefier components" than the original parts were. So, obviously, this means that there was some design flaw in the original components that contributed to their failure, regardless of transmission fluid level. But they can't admit that outright, because that would mean that they would have to recall all 2003 Corollas with manual transmissions for a defect in the components. And that would be pretty expensive.
Side note: The loaner car was a brand new 2009 Corolla S with an automatic transmission, and I was disappointed with it.
The automatic was pretty blah and robbed any peppiness that my old 5-speed has. The interior was completely different, of course, and was a step down from the old model. While there was more room for the driver and front-seat passenger, the back seats were far more cramped and difficult to get into or out of. The console was a lot more cramped and was dominated by an overly large radio. There was about 75% less storage space in the console than in the old model. I like to use the bins in the console of my 2003 Corolla to store my iPod and cell phone while driving. While doing that, I still have plenty of room for an ID badge, some pens, some spare change, etc. In the new one, there is barely enough room for the iPod and the phone, and they have to be stacked right on top of each other, so when you go to reach for one, you have to fumble with the other one and the gear shift. Ugh.
So yeah, that effectively sold me on not wanting to upgrade to the new generation of Corolla if and when we have the money to do so. The exterior is fine, if a little too "I'm trying to look like a Scion!" It's a shame that they didn't think out the interior better when they redesigned the thing.
This, of course, is a labor-intensive repair. The parts were relatively cheap (only a couple hundred dollars), but the labor was expensive, since the transmission had to be dismantled and broken parts were replaced. All together, the total cost of the repair was almost $1600. This is a large amount of money, but the cost of used replacement transmissions for the car was looking like it would come to around $1500 anyway. This way, we got a free loaner car for the duration of the service as well as a 1-year warranty on the transmission. So if anything else goes wrong with it within the next year, Toyota is going to have to fix it. That benefit sold me on the slightly higher cost.
So we had the service done, drove the loaner for a couple of days, and got the car back on Saturday. It works great. It turns out that the replacements for the broken parts are, in the words of the service manager guy, "beefier components" than the original parts were. So, obviously, this means that there was some design flaw in the original components that contributed to their failure, regardless of transmission fluid level. But they can't admit that outright, because that would mean that they would have to recall all 2003 Corollas with manual transmissions for a defect in the components. And that would be pretty expensive.
Side note: The loaner car was a brand new 2009 Corolla S with an automatic transmission, and I was disappointed with it.
The automatic was pretty blah and robbed any peppiness that my old 5-speed has. The interior was completely different, of course, and was a step down from the old model. While there was more room for the driver and front-seat passenger, the back seats were far more cramped and difficult to get into or out of. The console was a lot more cramped and was dominated by an overly large radio. There was about 75% less storage space in the console than in the old model. I like to use the bins in the console of my 2003 Corolla to store my iPod and cell phone while driving. While doing that, I still have plenty of room for an ID badge, some pens, some spare change, etc. In the new one, there is barely enough room for the iPod and the phone, and they have to be stacked right on top of each other, so when you go to reach for one, you have to fumble with the other one and the gear shift. Ugh.
So yeah, that effectively sold me on not wanting to upgrade to the new generation of Corolla if and when we have the money to do so. The exterior is fine, if a little too "I'm trying to look like a Scion!" It's a shame that they didn't think out the interior better when they redesigned the thing.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Boys will be boys...I guess
The other night Adam and I were watching Sports Soup and there was a clip of a couple of teenage boys playing ping pong that quickly turned into a game of "sting pong," as they called it. One boy would raise the back of his shirt and stand with his back to the table while the other boy tried to hit the ball as hard as he could at the first boy's bare back. After the initial wince of pain, the two boys would laugh and laugh. Then they would switch places and laugh some more.
While we were watching this clip, I found it slightly amusing, but Adam was laughing hysterically. He explained to me that this is what boys do, hurt each other and laugh at it. I don't really understand it, but Adam grew up with 5 brothers, so I guess he knows what he's talking about. He also has the scars to prove it.
Can anyone else explain why boys do what they do, or is this just one of the unexplainable differences between boys and girls?
While we were watching this clip, I found it slightly amusing, but Adam was laughing hysterically. He explained to me that this is what boys do, hurt each other and laugh at it. I don't really understand it, but Adam grew up with 5 brothers, so I guess he knows what he's talking about. He also has the scars to prove it.
Can anyone else explain why boys do what they do, or is this just one of the unexplainable differences between boys and girls?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
18 months old
Joshua is now 18 months old, and we all know what that means: NURSERY!!
This past Sunday was his first day going to nursery all by himself. The week before, Adam went in and stayed with him for the two hours, and Joshua didn't have any problems at all. He loves playing with the toys, and this week as soon as he saw them, he ran in the room and started playing. He didn't care if we were there with him or not. During sharing time in Primary when I didn't have to play the piano, I would sneak a peak at him through the windows in the nursery door, and he was doing fine, playing with toys and trying to find kids to play with him. I had a big parenting moment as I saw his future flash before my eyes as I thought about all the life experiences he is going to go through all throughout his life, starting now, as he makes friends and learns how to socialize with kids. I thought about all the lessons he is going to have to learn on his own, without me there, like the acceptance and (sometimes) rejection from his peers and how to deal with it all. It tugged at my heart to know he's going to be hurt sometimes, but I know it's necessary for him to grow and learn and be a better person. It just all became reality as I stood there, peeking into the nursery. I hope I can be a good parent and prepare him for the challenges of life.
Anyway, here are a few recent pictures of our little 18-month-old.
A couple weeks ago I hosted a baby shower at our house for my cousin's wife. Joshua loves playing with the leftover balloons. Hours of entertainment!
Joshua likes playing with his little magna-doodle thingy. (Actually, it's Adam's toy that he got a few years ago to try and keep himself entertained during church.) He's getting the hang of holding the stylus and scribbling.
It is so much fun to watch him learn and process new information. You can almost see the wheels turning in that big noggin' of his. He's a cutie, and we love him!!
This past Sunday was his first day going to nursery all by himself. The week before, Adam went in and stayed with him for the two hours, and Joshua didn't have any problems at all. He loves playing with the toys, and this week as soon as he saw them, he ran in the room and started playing. He didn't care if we were there with him or not. During sharing time in Primary when I didn't have to play the piano, I would sneak a peak at him through the windows in the nursery door, and he was doing fine, playing with toys and trying to find kids to play with him. I had a big parenting moment as I saw his future flash before my eyes as I thought about all the life experiences he is going to go through all throughout his life, starting now, as he makes friends and learns how to socialize with kids. I thought about all the lessons he is going to have to learn on his own, without me there, like the acceptance and (sometimes) rejection from his peers and how to deal with it all. It tugged at my heart to know he's going to be hurt sometimes, but I know it's necessary for him to grow and learn and be a better person. It just all became reality as I stood there, peeking into the nursery. I hope I can be a good parent and prepare him for the challenges of life.
Anyway, here are a few recent pictures of our little 18-month-old.
A couple weeks ago I hosted a baby shower at our house for my cousin's wife. Joshua loves playing with the leftover balloons. Hours of entertainment!
Joshua likes playing with his little magna-doodle thingy. (Actually, it's Adam's toy that he got a few years ago to try and keep himself entertained during church.) He's getting the hang of holding the stylus and scribbling.
It is so much fun to watch him learn and process new information. You can almost see the wheels turning in that big noggin' of his. He's a cutie, and we love him!!
Friday, November 7, 2008
Update From Transmissionville
I finally got an answer from the guy at the repair shop about replacing my transmission. Apparently, it is hard to get transmissions for 2003 Corollas because they are in very high demand. What does that mean? It means that a whole lot of people with 2003 Corollas are having this same issue, and there aren't enough replacement transmissions to go around. I found a support forum full of people with 2003 Corollas with manual transmissions with the exact same problem I am having. Many of them talk about how they have contacted Toyota, but Toyota refuses to do anything about it. They will not admit that there is a design or manufacturing flaw in the manual transmissions of 2003 Corollas that is causing a large number of them to fail at comparatively low mileage.
So now I get to try to track down a replacement transmission for my car. Luckily, I have a brother who is an excellent mechanic that is willing to do the actual labor of swapping out the transmission. This will save us literally hundreds of dollars. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find any easy way of getting my hands on a new, used, or rebuilt transmission for a 2003 Corolla.
If you have any hookups or know of a way to get a replacement 5-Speed transmission for my car, please let me know.
So now I get to try to track down a replacement transmission for my car. Luckily, I have a brother who is an excellent mechanic that is willing to do the actual labor of swapping out the transmission. This will save us literally hundreds of dollars. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find any easy way of getting my hands on a new, used, or rebuilt transmission for a 2003 Corolla.
If you have any hookups or know of a way to get a replacement 5-Speed transmission for my car, please let me know.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Horrible News For Any Car Owner
Ugh. Just ugh. The transmission in our 2003 Toyota Corolla (with only 121,000 miles on it) is quickly dying. It started making an alarming noise in fifth gear after our second big road trip this summer, and that noise has progressed through fourth, third, and now second gear.
I took it to a mechanic's shop yesterday on the way home from work and had one of the guys there take it for a spin to hear the noise. He came back about five minutes later and said, "Yeah, your transmission is going. It needs to be replaced. How many miles do you have on this? 121,000? Really? Toyotas usually last WAY longer than that."
When we had the clutch replaced a few months ago, my brother (who did the replacing) expressed amazement that the thing even worked after taking it out and looking at it. He asked if I rest my foot on the clutch pedal while driving or something else that would cause that inordinate amount of clutch wear. Nope, I don't, and neither does Lisa.
I guess this is one of the hazards of buying a used car. You have no idea how the people who had it before you treated it. Obviously, the person that had this car before us had no idea how to drive a manual. Otherwise, the clutch wouldn't have been in such bad shape and the transmission would not be dying now.
Anyway, awesome. Now I am going to have to pay about $1000 to replace my dying transmission with a used or possibly rebuilt one that hopefully won't die any time soon. Unfortunately, these are apparently a little tough to come by. The shop owner has been trying to track down a transmission to put in my car, but so far has had no luck.
So I am driving to my full time job each day hoping the transmission doesn't give out on the freeway, and tonight I will have to park this car and use the gas guzzling Jeep Cherokee to deliver pizzas. This sucks. I hate being poor.
I took it to a mechanic's shop yesterday on the way home from work and had one of the guys there take it for a spin to hear the noise. He came back about five minutes later and said, "Yeah, your transmission is going. It needs to be replaced. How many miles do you have on this? 121,000? Really? Toyotas usually last WAY longer than that."
When we had the clutch replaced a few months ago, my brother (who did the replacing) expressed amazement that the thing even worked after taking it out and looking at it. He asked if I rest my foot on the clutch pedal while driving or something else that would cause that inordinate amount of clutch wear. Nope, I don't, and neither does Lisa.
I guess this is one of the hazards of buying a used car. You have no idea how the people who had it before you treated it. Obviously, the person that had this car before us had no idea how to drive a manual. Otherwise, the clutch wouldn't have been in such bad shape and the transmission would not be dying now.
Anyway, awesome. Now I am going to have to pay about $1000 to replace my dying transmission with a used or possibly rebuilt one that hopefully won't die any time soon. Unfortunately, these are apparently a little tough to come by. The shop owner has been trying to track down a transmission to put in my car, but so far has had no luck.
So I am driving to my full time job each day hoping the transmission doesn't give out on the freeway, and tonight I will have to park this car and use the gas guzzling Jeep Cherokee to deliver pizzas. This sucks. I hate being poor.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Why am I not surprised?
A little disgusted, maybe, but not really surprised.
Living a couple blocks away from Walmart, I end up going there at least twice a week. Today when Joshua and I went on a milk run, I was greeted by a huge Christmas tree as we enter the store and all the Christmas stuff was up all around the store. I sighed.
I enjoy celebrating Christmas as much as the next person, but I enjoy celebrating Christmas AFTER Thanksgiving, not THE MINUTE Halloween is over. It just irks me that Thanksgiving is glossed over or disregarded completely for the more marketable holiday of Christmas. It starts earlier every year, and the commercialization of the holiday really gets to me.
Living a couple blocks away from Walmart, I end up going there at least twice a week. Today when Joshua and I went on a milk run, I was greeted by a huge Christmas tree as we enter the store and all the Christmas stuff was up all around the store. I sighed.
I enjoy celebrating Christmas as much as the next person, but I enjoy celebrating Christmas AFTER Thanksgiving, not THE MINUTE Halloween is over. It just irks me that Thanksgiving is glossed over or disregarded completely for the more marketable holiday of Christmas. It starts earlier every year, and the commercialization of the holiday really gets to me.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Trick-or-Treat
We had a pretty low-key, but fun, Halloween this year. Adam had to work, so I went to my parents' house for the evening. Joshua got a Tigger costume for Christmas last year from his Grandma Hansen. It barely fit him, and because he was so wiggly when I put it on him, I didn't even get the snaps around the crotch area snapped up. My brother Kevin and his family came over, too, and after dinner Kevin, Brandie, and I took the four grandkids out trick-or-treating around my parents' neighborhood.
Taylor (ballerina witch), Brooklynn (regular ballerina), Ryan (Eeyore), and Joshua (Tigger).
Aren't they the cutest boys ever?
Trick-or-treating sounds like fun until you are out with toddlers who can't keep up with the big girls and you end up having to carry them most of the time. It didn't help that we chose to go to the hilly part of the neighborhood with steep driveways and lots of steps instead of the flat part of the neighborhood. Joshua still had fun, though. He didn't quite get the concept and instead tried to go in the houses when the people opened the door. He succeeded one time, but luckily it was a neighbor we knew from when we were growing up.
When we got back to my parents' house, he realized his bucket was full of candy and thought that was pretty cool.
Ryan and Joshua had fun pilfering through the girls' piles of candy.
All in all, we had a good time and a pretty successful first time trick-or-treating.
Taylor (ballerina witch), Brooklynn (regular ballerina), Ryan (Eeyore), and Joshua (Tigger).
Aren't they the cutest boys ever?
Trick-or-treating sounds like fun until you are out with toddlers who can't keep up with the big girls and you end up having to carry them most of the time. It didn't help that we chose to go to the hilly part of the neighborhood with steep driveways and lots of steps instead of the flat part of the neighborhood. Joshua still had fun, though. He didn't quite get the concept and instead tried to go in the houses when the people opened the door. He succeeded one time, but luckily it was a neighbor we knew from when we were growing up.
When we got back to my parents' house, he realized his bucket was full of candy and thought that was pretty cool.
Ryan and Joshua had fun pilfering through the girls' piles of candy.
All in all, we had a good time and a pretty successful first time trick-or-treating.
Food Handler's Card
As a new delivery driver for Papa John's, I am required to possess a Food Handler's Card. This card presumably shows that I am well versed in food safety standards and practices, and therefore will not cause foodborne illness while making and/or delivering pizza.
What this card actually shows is that I am at least a notch above mentally disabled and that I have free time to go to the Pierce County Health Department (which, ironically, is pretty dirty) and sit through a training video and test that looks like it was designed for 3rd Graders at the oldest. There are lots of cartoony pictures, annoying sound effects that accompany every single action on the screen, and recorded bits of dialogue that read any and all text displayed on the screen to you. Seriously. When you hover your mouse pointer over the button that says "Next," a lady says the word "next" in a patronizing voice.
After 25 minutes of this mind-numbing instructional presentation, I was faced with a 32-question test about the material. All of the questions were multiple choice, and all of the answers were little boxes with a cartoon illustrating the choices. A voice would announce what the little pictures meant if you hovered your mouse pointer over them. I hurried through the test as quickly as I could, lest I nod off again. Anyway, I finished, got all the questions correct, and went to get my food handler card. I handed my testing fee to the civil servant behind the counter and was about to ask her if anyone is really dumb enough to fail the test when she asked another person next to her to get a computer set up to retest a girl that was waiting at the table behind me. Apparently she had failed the test before. I wish that I had thought to ask her what restaurant she was applying to work at so that I could make sure to never go there.
I elected to do this test rather than sit in their 90-minute food safety class. It only took me 45 minutes to rush through the video and the test. I would hate to think what I would have done during a 90-minute class about this stuff.
All in all, this makes me much less confident in the safety of the food available at restaurants in Pierce County. Great job, Pierce County Health Department!
What this card actually shows is that I am at least a notch above mentally disabled and that I have free time to go to the Pierce County Health Department (which, ironically, is pretty dirty) and sit through a training video and test that looks like it was designed for 3rd Graders at the oldest. There are lots of cartoony pictures, annoying sound effects that accompany every single action on the screen, and recorded bits of dialogue that read any and all text displayed on the screen to you. Seriously. When you hover your mouse pointer over the button that says "Next," a lady says the word "next" in a patronizing voice.
After 25 minutes of this mind-numbing instructional presentation, I was faced with a 32-question test about the material. All of the questions were multiple choice, and all of the answers were little boxes with a cartoon illustrating the choices. A voice would announce what the little pictures meant if you hovered your mouse pointer over them. I hurried through the test as quickly as I could, lest I nod off again. Anyway, I finished, got all the questions correct, and went to get my food handler card. I handed my testing fee to the civil servant behind the counter and was about to ask her if anyone is really dumb enough to fail the test when she asked another person next to her to get a computer set up to retest a girl that was waiting at the table behind me. Apparently she had failed the test before. I wish that I had thought to ask her what restaurant she was applying to work at so that I could make sure to never go there.
I elected to do this test rather than sit in their 90-minute food safety class. It only took me 45 minutes to rush through the video and the test. I would hate to think what I would have done during a 90-minute class about this stuff.
All in all, this makes me much less confident in the safety of the food available at restaurants in Pierce County. Great job, Pierce County Health Department!
Why is everyone staring at me...oh, yeah, I'm wearing a tiara
Last month we had a few occasions to dress up to attend some murder mystery parties. The first one was for couples and was set in New Orleans during a Mardi Gras party. I was the wealthy daughter of the deceased and also a college beauty queen, and Adam was my fiance from the bayou, working his way through law school.
It was funny to watch everyone's faces as we passed them as we drove to the party.
Here's the whole group from that night: (back row) Adam, me, Jen, Cheryl, and Natasha (front row) Jason with Mya, Lonnie, and Kris. It was a lot of fun, especially getting together with other couples.
A couple weeks later, we had a girls night murder mystery party. It was a '70s theme and I was "Andy Warthog."
All the girls: (back row) Natasha, Jessaca, Angie, Cheryl, Kris, and Angel (front row) me, Holly, and Megan. We had a lot of laughs and good times. It's always fun to dress up every once in a while.
It was funny to watch everyone's faces as we passed them as we drove to the party.
Here's the whole group from that night: (back row) Adam, me, Jen, Cheryl, and Natasha (front row) Jason with Mya, Lonnie, and Kris. It was a lot of fun, especially getting together with other couples.
A couple weeks later, we had a girls night murder mystery party. It was a '70s theme and I was "Andy Warthog."
All the girls: (back row) Natasha, Jessaca, Angie, Cheryl, Kris, and Angel (front row) me, Holly, and Megan. We had a lot of laughs and good times. It's always fun to dress up every once in a while.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Episode IV: A New Hope
Adam here. Lisa suggested that we migrate our blog to Blogspot, because it makes a lot of things easy to do that were fairly difficult to do using our old blogging site. We will keep the posts up that are over there (since Blogspot doesn't allow you to import entries from different blogging tools), but new posts will be put up here. In case you didn't know where the old blog was, here is the link:
http://blog.adamandlisahansen.com
Anyway, more posts up here are forthcoming. Especially now that I don't have as crazy of a work schedule. Granted, working a few nights a week as well as a full time day job is not an ideal schedule either, but it sure beats getting up at 1:00 AM to throw packages around at FedEx.
So please to enjoy: Adam and Lisa's Blog here at Blogspot.
http://blog.adamandlisahansen.com
Anyway, more posts up here are forthcoming. Especially now that I don't have as crazy of a work schedule. Granted, working a few nights a week as well as a full time day job is not an ideal schedule either, but it sure beats getting up at 1:00 AM to throw packages around at FedEx.
So please to enjoy: Adam and Lisa's Blog here at Blogspot.
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