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No longer a “Westward Bound Son”

September 6, 2008

I’ve been contemplating this blog for awhile now. It just doesn’t sit right with me, having a blog mostly dedicated to SF when we are now onto a different phase of our lives. Especially, since I started this blog when I was running to California. Now, that Dev and I are settling down together, it’s time to start a blog for the two of us and our life here in NY. I have different goals now and I’d like to start with a fresh page.

So, from this point on, update your bookmarks and links to:

Filthy Fingernails and a Farmer’s Tan or for short.

In other news, Dev’s in Boston visiting with Kesh, Kami, and tiny Ixa. Our camera has finally bit the dust, but hopefully she sends me some photos through her phone. I can’t wait until I’m able to go up North for a visit too!

Yesterday was my first day on the farm and I loved it. The ragweed was insane though, I had a sneezing fit on the way home. By the time I had washed all the pollen from my arms and face, the whole sink was a bright yellow. Besides that, it was a great time. The other workers are chill and around my age. Some are migrating with work and others are locals with a similar dream of owning a farm or at least becoming self sufficient.

Dev baked a no-noodle lasagna (due to our findings that I can’t eat wheat) before I got home, so I have enough food to last me while she’s gone. She also baked a wheat-free apple pie for when we had Gabe and Mae over for dinner, so I get all the leftovers to myself. Just in case you weren’t sure how amazing she really is, there’s a little glimpse for you.

It’s weird and quiet around the house now without her here. I need to get up and do something before I look up and it’s 6pm or something. Tomorrow is the slow day at the farmer’s market, I’m going to check out if there are more places that could use a hand. I have Thursdays and Fridays for sure at EMOF, but I’d like to have 4 scheduled days a week so I can start working on art again.

That’s the plan.


Route 66 – or how we drove from SF to Chicago

September 2, 2008

Hey y’all. This is just a quick picture update since we still don’t have internet at home. We’re on our way to check out some of the waterfalls in the area. It’s been a week and we haven’t unpacked a thing due to repainting. It’s been easier to move and cover boxes than all of our belongings. The bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom have been repainted. The living room is the last in line, but we may wait a bit for that. At least until we move the majority of our stuff into the first three rooms.

So, onto pictures. This grouping is from SF to Chicago via: Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, and Missouri. I still can’t believe we made it and that we’re on the other side of the country. I’ll post pictures of our yard and apartment as soon as I get all the trip/ wedding in Chicago pictures up.


That’s part one, more driving photos to come.


we’re home loves

August 25, 2008

we made it. the cats are fine. we’re fine, but without internet until next weekend. the truck is almost unpacked entirely. we stocked the fridge with groceries and made an appointment to have the car fixed.

and the biggest news of all:


she’s starting next week at Gimme! in Ithaca. we’re stoked.

um, so we’re sitting here on at the Gimme! a mile from the house…and a guy wearing a white button down shirt and tie just drove by on a tractor. seriously. we definitely moved to the right place!

okay, we won’t have internet until next thursday. until then, i’ll be trying to find hot spots for updates. unfortunately, that means i won’t have photos up for a few more days.

it’ll be worth the wait, i promise.


midnight in Arid-zona

August 17, 2008

you know, driving through the desert in summer…not too bright. (especially, without A/C and three cats.)
we wrapped a couple bags of ice in plastic bags and situated them between the cat carriers. it shouldn’t be a repeat tomorrow. according to the forecast, we’ve already traveled through the hottest part. at 8 pm, i could put my hand out the window and it still felt like a hair dryer. doesn’t this place ever cool down?

yes. in the hotel room. the cats are getting along fine, although still a little doped up. Busta and Chester are growling and hissing, but no one wants to make the first move.

oh, and if you were wondering where the “purple mountains majesty” are…there’s some awesome examples by Needles, CA. or somewhere thereabouts.

i’m not sure where i packed my camera cable, so no pictures online yet. soon.