Some of you will be very disappointed in me, but most of you will not be surprised:
No new pictures of Horyon today. Today is Sunday, and I had planned to have a friend take our picture after church, but Maxine would not cooperate. In fact, she did some preemptive non-cooperating. I spent the whole day Saturday taking care of her, with Horyon helping out for about three hours after coming home. After Maxine went to bed, Horyon and I got a couple more boxes packed, and went to bed around 1:00. So I was pretty shagged out, and hoping for a full night sleep. I got a bit more than two hours. Maxine woke up around 3:15, and I was too tired to get her to settle down. I brought her to our bed, where she wanted to play until at least 4:30. She was awake again around six, and I only got about 20 minutes more sleep after that.
Yeah, we had longer nights back in the day when Maxine was still brand new right out of the package, but that seems like a long time ago. I managed to stay awake through church, and sold our mini-stereo system to a church friend afterwards. I had planned to ask Mike to take our picture, but somehow it slipped my mind.
If you check the comments on my previous post, someone made it very clear that they were not happy with my lack of photos as of late. They also suggested that perhaps I should guess who wrote the comment. So here goes.
These are my basic assumptions about the person:
1. They are sarcastic.
2. They like Horyon more than they like me.
3. They are not subtle.
It might seem logical to make a list of all the people I know who match this description, but in the long run it will probably be easier to make a list of the people who don't. So here is the list:
1. Grandma Euler.
2. Grandpa Euler. No, wait. I have to scratch him because I'm pretty sure he likes Horyon more than he likes me. Hmmm..., probably Grandma, too.
Dang. I think I have to get rid of my 2nd assumption, because that describes pretty much everyone I know.
I give up. I enjoy reading mysteries, but I never bother to think about who did it. If I do figure it out before the characters do, I figure that it wasn't a very clever story.
Anyway, none of that was the point of this post. The point is that Horyon wants to make a brand name for her future clothing line. She's in a bit of a hurry to do this, because it's so much cheaper to get labels made here than in America. So we've been thinking a bit, and I suggested that perhaps we should bring together they mighty intellectual power of my Roblog fans.
And if that fails, we'll run a dictionary through a shredder and just pick out words at random.
So give us some ideas. The one we like most so far is:
Sweet Art Fashions
Feel free to comment on these, or suggest your own.
In the mean time, the movers are coming to take our stuff away on Thursday. Horyon and Maxine will move into our in-laws' home Wednesday. We are quite proud of the fact that we have already packed 15 boxes. The movers will pack whatever we ask them to, as part of the contract, but if we want to know what is in which box, we have to do it ourselves. I think we're looking at about $2000 to get all of our stuff from here to our house in Lawrence. No furniture bigger than my Nepali footstool, no electronics bigger than our DVD player. The rest of our stuff will be purchased by the people moving in after us. I'm abandoning my bicycle, and hoping it will survive in the wild.
Horyon said I should say something nice about her. We had a disagreement earlier today about whether "She is short" counts as nice, so I will skip that and go on to something else:
"Horyon is a very good mother."
And that's about all I have to say for now. Actually, I'm out of time. We're having dinner with Horyon's family, and there's stuff to do before then.
p.s. My spell checker naturally didn't like "Amebos", but one of its suggestions was "Homeboys". Where the heck did that come from?