Indian & Chief

The premise is this - whenever one of us decides to do something because everyone else is doing it and not doing it because they want to do it without everyone else's input, you're called an indian. A chief is someone who decides to do something without the opinion of anyone else.

me: my brother says kicka$$ is a funny movie

Dan: so now you wanna watch it with me?

me: yeah

Dan: one word for you....

me: im an indian

Dan: INDIAN

me: YOU...!!!!

Dan: i always wanted to watch it

me: whatevs

you indian

Dan: same with inception

me: indian

Dan: i'm a chief

always a chief

married to an indian

me: whatevs

Dan: it has nic cage in it

you like him too

can't believe you wouldn't watch it beforehand

What Money Can Buy...

We are firm believers that money can make anything look nice, physically that is...

(BEFORE) Meet our backyard, pre-$$$$... the tan bark on the floor is nasty, there's leaves that's been there for who knows how long and you definitely won't see us (or Dot) out there just hanging out and enjoying the sun.

(AFTER) Now, a couple $$$$s later, it's become a backyard that's nice enough for our liking so that we would actually sit outside on a nice summer's evening and drink a few brewskis while shootin' the breeze.

Now it's time to look into plants and herbs and actually enjoy the "great outdoors" before Fall creeps up on us.

For a more step-by-step transformation of the backyard, go here: http://picasaweb.google.com/edeshinn/Backyard02#

Magazines Define You

It was in middle school when I first got addicted to reading magazines. Back in the day, as a 12 year old, waiting for my mom to pick me up from the library, I would read "16" magazine and catch up on all the latest gossip on JTT and Brad Renfro and all those guys who passed away at an early age.

During my early 20s, I was really into US Weekly and all those other "trashy" celebrity gossip magazines. Well, I still read US Weekly, but it's just not as interesting as it used to be. (Yes, Nick & Jessica were still happily married during that time)

During the engagement period, I was stuck on wedding magazines. Ever since I got married, I don't think I've picked one up.

The last time I was at Borders, I caught myself picking up a lot of interior decorating, backyard landscaping and food magazines. As I passed through this generation's version of "16" and had no idea who the people on the cover are (seriously, who are the Jonas brothers?!), I realized... crap, I'm no longer an adolescent... the magazines in my hand definitely define who I am now.

Dream Machine

When we went to Wonder Con earlier this year, we received a grab bag full of t-shirts. When we both pulled out this shirt (look to your right), we had no idea what this was. Dan washed his shirt because he thought it looked cool and the shirt felt cool, and I told him he can eventually eBay mine for a few bucks.

Now, fast forward to now... after watching Inception (good movie, you should go and watch it if you haven't done so already), we realized that the shirt we had was actually a limited edition Inception shirt. AHHH!!! Also, after watching the movie, we realized that the little top we both threw away was the one and only totem! Looking at eBay now, the shirt is going for at least $20 (we're selling our XL shirt as we speak)! Maybe we should hold on to the shirt even longer for a greater profit...

Lesson learned - hold on to shirts you get at these places because you never know what movie may pop up at a theater near you in the summer.

Taking It Back Old School

Technology is all around us, and as each day goes by, it gets even more and more advanced. Example: a decade ago, who would've thought you could carry your own computer around in the palm of your hand (iPhone).

While people are using technology to Photoshop (which I am not against) amongst other things, I have decided to bring back something old school - scrapbooking. Sure, I can easily make a virtual scrapbook online (that would definitely save time), there's something nostalgic and personally satisfying with spending hours working on different events, collecting pictures and designing a page.

This scrapbooking business started up again once I put together our wedding table scrapbook which consisted of our table number sign, a picture of the people at that table and the various congratulatory cards people gave us (yes, I did rip your cards up). Like Pringles, "once you pop you just can't stop", I decided to make use of all the random pictures I've taken after we got married and decided I will document every single year via scrapbooking. Each year will have it's own scrapbook, so 20 years down the line, I will have to find a place to place 20 of those scrapbooks.

Twenty years from now, when I no longer get mistakened for a high school kid, how awesome would it be to showcase how much weight I've gained since I got married and everything to our kids? Plus I can also live my side life as an "All-American" wife... scrapbooking.. even when technology is at it's finest and still growing.

(Now, how does this hobby benefit Dan? While I'm scrapbooking at night, he gets to play video games and watch movies. Talk about not losing your independence, huh?)

San Diego

No, we did not go down because of Comic Con (I guess after you get married, you have to give up some things). This was a nice short weekend trip to support my brother during his Bodybuilding Competition and eat lots of good food!

a part of Balboa Park (this is SD's version of Golden Gate Park... except I think it's a little better because of the ample parking throughout the entire park). While walking around, we must've stumbled upon 5 different groups of people taking wedding shots that day. Crazy!

Every So-Cal trip results in Chik Fil-A... I love you spicy chicken sandwich!

Family breakfast @ Hash House

Other recommendations to eat in San Diego: Phil's BBQ (be prepared for the long wait, but it's well worth it!), Extraordinary Desserts (good place for an after dinner date, or in our case, just-got-off-the-airplane date) and Cotixan (California burritos).

6

Has it already been 6 months of marriage? Time sure flies...

The only real drastic change is that D is now wearing pink clothes and E got chubbier. Other than that, nothing real interesting to talk about.