A Hairy Attempt

Andy's profession doesn't allow him to have facial hair. There are actual Policies & Procedures for allowable mustaches, sideburns and such. So when he took leave in July he didn't shave the entire time. That makes it the longest he's EVER gone without shaving! And it was confirmed that he doesn't have a knack for big growth.

Okay, I'm picking on him a little because he's not here to stop me (en route from Anchorage)!

Though I'd say he did good and looked good too. Near the end of this hiatus--about 2 1/2 weeks?--he was more than ready to shed the scruff. I talked him into finishing through a weekend. I will add that the various stages of removing the "growth" were pretty funny. Snakey goatee, creepy stache, etc. It was like he kept appearing as different characters.

Miss A didn't care any which way. It's just her Daddy. I do think she tried grabbing on at one point.

What do we prefer? Shady Andy? All American Andy? I think we both lean towards what we're used to. I labeled this blog under "projects" because that's what it felt like a little...perfect for a guy doing a lot of fishing.

Make & Takes

My friend, Angela, has organized some ladies crafts get-togethers ("make n' takes"). It's great because the artsy projects are easy, enjoyable and we go home in a relatively short time with actual neat items. These items are signs and messages we've pre-ordered. During the craft time we paint, sand, affix, wait, visit, sometimes drink wine, and complete any finishing flourishes.

I haven't presented my homemade pieces very well yet, but I'll get there. Here they are:

Our next sessions this fall will probably revolve around holiday-themed pieces. I don't have much time anymore for my own projects so this fills that interest!

I forgot to mention in the last posts that Miss A has a fascination and high level of excitement for water bottles. She sees the water swish around and she goes nuts! I had her sip a bit of water from my blue plastic cup she always has her eye on. She was totally into it. On the boat this past weekend I ended up just giving her my disposable bottle and she handled it between both hands, tried to eat it, licked it up and down, and when she tired, just fell asleep clutching it.

Also forgot to mention we had our first encounter with Japanese tsunami debris on the lovely black sand beach we went to this past weekend. It was a big black, hard plastic float. There was lettering on it to prove its origin. Some of us leaned on it, or even sat on it from time to time. It was functional debris!

So homey signs, love of water bottles and discoveries from the ocean. All part of daily life.

*Amy