Die Buchwalds

The Buchwalds will be in New England for the first time ever this fall! Matt’s friend, Matt, is getting married, which makes the trip extra exciting.

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Pat & Vicki had everyone over to their farm on 06/19/2005. It was a good time with good food and good friends. They let all the kids ride one of their horses and gave quad rides around the property. This is also where we met Ratzi for the first time. Pictures are here with more to come soon.

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Mickey Mouse! Mr. B. & I just returned from a lovely week in the sunshine of Florida visiting our dear friends, the Mouses (Mickey & Minnie), and hanging out with a crew of princesses.
A select few pictures can be seen here for about a month. The lovely folks at Disney were kind enough to take pictures of the two of us together and store them at their website. Go check them out. Once I make up my mind about film developing, I’ll have more pictures in our gallery.

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We went out last night in a snowstorm to get a Christmas ornament and some pens. While the Christmas ornament was the driving force behind the expedition, the pens were the driving force behind actually bothering to go out. I totally forgot how utterly horrible Pennsylvania and its counties and townships were at actually handling snow. It was a very snow-covered, heavy snow situation until we got to I-80, where it was a not quite as snow-cevered-since-I-can-see-tire-lanes, heavy snow situation that got worse until about 3 miles after the Mercer exit, where the road was very suddenly clear and merely wet. I don’t know if it was that my car has awesome traction (it’s very light, so it’s more prone to sliding or being tossed by wind, so I doubt that) or if I’m just a decent snow driver thanks to Rochester, but the car handled fine and it was all good times.

Well, Kraynaks (which is a bizarrely amusing store) didn’t seem to have a “first Chistmas” ornament that wasn’t completely fugly or that didn’t have paint chipping off of it. But I got pens! Which aren’t as exciting, but I really needed them. the pens we didn’t get at Kraynaks. Those just magically appeared to me when a beggar stepped out of mid-air and suggested I buy them cheap. His name was Pat Catan.

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This weekend is Amy’s birthday again. This means that she is not one year older in the span of less than a month! We’ve developed a rapid aging protein that causes… Absolutely nothing! This also means that she hasn’t aged again, which is good since she just had a birthday. On Saturday, the first day of Birthday II, we took a trip to the evil land of Cleve. There we fought off viciously bad drivers and dodged seagull poop as we crossed the field of green wrath towards the geometrically insane hall of rock. Within its depth we found treasures galore: costumes of unimaginable bad taste, records of blue power, videos of past glory, and lots of music. From there we struggled through howling winds to take an instant painting of Amy and Ginny stading by a mighty instrument covered in butterflies and eventually returned to our craft, to swifty cover Cleve’s domain again.

We found ourselves before a restaurant of power, wherein we gorged ourselves upon the flesh of cow, devouring the fried potatoes of might and conquering the deserts of justice! We left feeling very full and like we had just come from Australia. Finally it was time to deliver our friend back to her home amidst this terrifying land. Departure was sorrowful, but Amy vowed to return. Afterwards, a slow and treacherous trip back to the City of Grove was commenced and we soon reached our warm safe bed.

It was a 1337 day.

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