sunday's thwacks and shout-outs.

 Thwack (verb) : to strike with, or as if with, something flat or heavy.

Shout-out (noun) : a public expression of gratitude or recognition.

Thwacks:

1.) Ryan and I have been eyeing a house out on Green Bluff for quite some time now.  It's in the perfect location (really can't get more perfect than this place), it's been on the market for a number of years, and the price has gone down a significant amount from when they first listed it.  For example, in the most recent price reduction, it went down $40k in 30 days.  Crazy, right?  Well, we looked into it, and for one reason and/or another, it didn't end up working out.  I was pretty bummed about it, but continuing to trust that there's something better out there for us down the road.

2.) Well this is confusing.

Poor little kiki wants to be a doggy.

3.) Sometimes we are so ghetto about going to the store when we need things.  For example, we ran out of toothpaste last weekend.  So we've been using the travel-size tubes we've been collecting from the dentist over the last decade because I haven't gone to get us more.  Actually, I take that back.  I did go to Rite Aide right by my work, but refused to pay $4.50 for a tube of toothpaste.  Stubborn?  Yes.  I'll stick with my travel-size-nasty-tasting-goop, thankyouverymuch.

Shout-outs:

1.) We are puppy sitting three, count it, three additional labs right now.  Our old puppy sitter is visiting her son in Japan for 3 weeks, so we are watching her 2 girls.  And my boss is out of town for a week, so we're watching his little girl too.  So we currently have 4 blondies and 1 blackie.  Poor Ryan is significantly outnumbered, 6-to-1... yeah!  Girls rule!

Sardines on our short drive to the park.

Behaving while playing fetch.  Sort of.

Polar Bear Bella.

 HI MOM!!!

2.) The husband participated in the biggest 3-on-3 basketball tournament in the world this weekend.  And believe it or not, it takes place right here in our own hometown - Spokane, Washington.  Thousands of people from all over come to play, and our downtown area is turned into hundreds of half courts, with fair food galore.  It's so much fun to be a part of this giant event, and it's always a great time running into friends and spending time with family.  Although the boys didn't play as well as they'd hoped, they still had a good time (I think?  They're all fairly competitive).

Half-courts galore (you can see the string of them through the middle of the picture).

Just warming up the camera.

The Marshall clap.

Apparently it's not a widely-known concept that you're supposed to lock the porta-potty upon entering.  Both Kurt and Leslie (Kurt is Ryan's cousin, Leslie is his wife, both good friends of ours) got "porta-pottied".  Les walked in on a guy, and Kurt walked in on a girl.  Seriously, who doesn't lock a porta-potty when there are literally thousands of people around and you know someone's going to want to use it???  We considered reenacting, but decided a picture of the porta potties would suffice.

And they have the best shave ice known to man (besides my father-in-law's, of course) every few blocks.

And doggles.

And motorized La-Z-Boys.

Wherever there's kettle corn, I'm there.

 

Lay off me.  I'm eating my kettle corn.

Bonnie and Aaron twice in two weekends?  Unreal.

"The Silver Fox".  Hot older man in background.  Aaron pointed him out first, we all followed suit.

And more friends and family.

3.) The building my work is located in has been doing a fundraiser for the last few months for the Special Olympics.  The deal is, you raise $1,000 for the program, and in exchange, people to watch you repel down the side of our building (20 stories high, mind you).  FREAK ME OUT.  I considered facing my fear of heights for like .0004321 seconds and volunteering, but then I slapped myself and snapped out of it.  But, one of my colleagues did volunteer, and we got to watch him repel on Friday.  What a stud!

Ehh that's really high.

Jake after he made the plunge!

The Moss family out to show our support.

4.) Our neighbors and friends were on the east coast for a week, and another mutual friend of ours house sat for them while they were gone.  The husband and I decided to do a little payback from last time we were out of town and they pulled a few pranks on us.  We switched around pictures all throughout their house, wrapped tootsie rolls in their TP, moved furniture around, and short sheeted their bed. 

Don't you wish you were our neighbors?  Better watch out!

5.)  Remember this post?  That adorable couple got married this weekend!  I was so bummed I couldn't make it to Oregon for the wedding - but I cannot wait to see pictures and hear all about it.  What a precious union.

6.) I slept for 11 hours on Friday night, and 9 hours on Saturday night.  I.love.sleep.  So that.is.amazing.

That's all friends.

Cheers.