It's been roughly a month since I last blogged. Since that fateful day, the roller coaster ride of life has...well, it's stopped halfway up that first hill. I've been taking some vacation time and have spent it sleeping, reading obsessively, perambulating around the backyard and rubbing at the herbs and squeezing at the tomatoes, and trying to think of vegetarian things to cook and then screwing it and grilling chicken or tilapia or ordering Thai take-out (with chicken) or just focusing my energies on dessert instead. All that when I'm not packing things and then unpacking them again, that is.
The following is my summer in pictures, mostly. I thought I could choose a couple pictures to represent each event, but I'm not skilled at self-editing.
|Hazelnut-Brown Butter Cake with Brandied Cherries.|
Two weeks of survey and site recording sixty miles northwest of Prescott, Arizona. That happened in June which was a lifetime ago when I was a different person.
We went. We set up tents. We found things. We drank a lot of beer.
|Questionable outhouse bridge.|
|Fighting bulls at the entrance to our survey area.|
|There was even a pinata. All field schools should include pinatas.|
|Staff tents and elegant paths.|
|Here we are in the process of survival in a narrow and bouldery canyon.|
|Prehistoric stone structure at the top of Lower Hill.|
|The view from Lower Hill Fort site.|
|Fun with the Polaris.|
|Prescott, Arizona. Where people go to die. |
Or maybe just people who've been at Burro Creek for a week.
|The new lab.|
|The Wall That Fell Out.|
After June passed into the mists of time, Raphael and I traveled to Columbus, Ohio, where it was over a hundred degrees, and where we sweated a lot and attended Laura and Trevor's wedding, and I was a bridesmaid, and not one person actually expired even though I personally felt like it on at least two separate occasions. I call that a successful wedding.
|We wore fascinators for Laura's bachelorette party.|
The bride was the most fascinating of all, of course.
|The bridesmaids put together the flowery things |
such as the corsages and boutonnieres.
|The Fun Bus took the bridal party to the reception. It was, in a word, fun.|
Another word for it might be "Lime-a-ritas". (Note the two large coolers.)
|144 plastic wedding rings later...|
|Flower girl Madeline.|
|Bachelorette party aka Laura's Hen Party.|
|The bridesmaids' gifts were engraved flasks. |
One of the bridesmaids may or may not have carried her flask in her cleavage
during the ceremony. (She did.) (It wasn't me.)
|Bridesmaids' bouquets. (We made these ourselves! We're crafty!)|
|The bridesmaids and the groom.|
|Wedding Day Schedule.|
In addition to surviving the wedding, we also visited my family and engaged in wine-tasting and living-room-warfare, and we ate seafood because for some reason seafood has become a tradition when we go back to Ohio. My people are People of the New English Sea Areas which probably has something to do with it, and frankly the mussels in Ohio were somehow amazing so that also plays into it.
|Jack and Raphael turn the tables on Graham utilizing their|
|The Noyes/ DeJongh/Watson ladies: |
June aka Nana, Candy aka Mom, Mara aka Cutest Baby There Is (sorry other babies), Julie aka Julie (also cute in some ways), and Jenny aka me (I'm sorry but I do like me some bunny ears on babies and food items).
|We made and wore fascinators for Laura's bachelorette party|
and Mara suffered for it. (But I think she looks better in it than I did.)
|Nana's hands and Mara's feet.|
|Did I mention we arrived in Ohio on the Fourth of July?|
Naturally there were fireworks and sparklers.
|Brayden has mad sparkle-making skillz.|
|Wine-tasting at my parents' house in Beavercreek. My parents are such instigators these days.|
Did you even know Arizona has a wine country? It's seriously adorable. Also, wine tastes better when it's raining and not eight million degrees outside.
|The vines at Hops and Vines winery.|
|At Wilhelm Vamily Vineyards. Family. I kind of love that typo, though. |
I picture them as vampires now:
"You know zat eez not vine, yes...?"
|Cozily waiting out another thunderstorm in the back of the truck.|
|The Amazing Truck Mobile.|
*When I say "we", I mean, of course, "Raphael". Although I've lifted some things such as a board once and provided support in the form of gasps and little flinching facial expressions when the ladder shifts suddenly or when people are trying to lift a 200-pound beam over their heads, and also I've drilled some screws into some beams which was terrifying.