It's been a long time since we posted, mostly because by the time we get home from school or work or riding bikes we're just too tired to do anything but watch old episodes of CSI: Worst Show on Television and eat kettle corn ( Read more... )

John and I moved into the new apartment last Saturday, though the move is far from over. Maybe not far, but certainly not over. What can we say? We're coping ( Read more... )

Well, we're moving. This is no big surprise to us, it just hit right at the wrong time, but then again, when you've got as much stuff as we do, there is not right time to pack it all up and haul it one mile east to your new and substantially smaller place. We keep reminding each other that this was the right decision, that we needed to start fresh ( Read more... )

We got notification yesterday from the folks at the Goleta Valley Historical Society that yes, yes we can have our wedding on their property on July 9, 2005.

I won't be the last bride-to-be to have set up her wedding date over a year in advance, but I wonder, am I the only one who is so critical and detail-oriented that when she got the OK from ( Read more... )

I realize it's been over a month since we posted anything, which just goes to show that we've had a very busy, stressful few weeks over here at Casa del Mol and John (and Jake ( Read more... )

As predicted this week was extremely stressful, both for me and for John, and though we have the day off from school today, we're both working trying to catch up on all the math we couldn't or didn't do because our stomachs couldn't take it. Which, I might add, is stressful ( Read more... )

All kinds of excitement going on over here in the Molnar-Salomone household. For example, we now have two non-fully-functioning bathrooms and no fully functioning ones. John realized about 10 days ago that the pipe under the sink in the downstairs bathroom had simply rusted off. It took us days to notice, though, because my footbath was directly ( Read more... )

My paternal grandmother died last Tuesday at the age of 96. She had a pretty amazing life, I think, and a very full one as well. My dad made it to Michigan to say his goodbyes, which I think is important and probably made her happy. Her death was not unexpected by any means, and had you asked her 30 years ago, she would have told her that she was ( Read more... )

John broke his bike this week, irreparably. It was a wear-and-tear break, cracked the frame almost all the way around, and he is One Very Proud Cyclist. He went out for a ride on Wednesday and I went to the gym, and when I got home, he was very exited to show me that indeed the frame of the Lotus, his commuting bike, was cracked. He called it a ( Read more... )

...you both think it's funny that there were meal worms in the popcorn, despite the fact that you've popped most of the bag of kernels, and have recently made it into caramel corn, and the thought of meal worms sticking in the caramel goo both disgusts and delights you ( Read more... )