Hello.

I woke up this morning and realized with surprise that it’s already November.

An unreal amount of time has rushed past since we touched down on our native soil. Sarah has been the only member of our duo to update the blog with any regularity. So here follows an update on me in a handy listed format:

1. I’ve been working as a techie for a local college since July. However, it’s only part-time. I spend another 8 hours each week in class to prepare for the Cisco CCNA certification. I’m planning to take the test in mid-December. I’m hoping to be employed as a network engineer by Februaryish.

2. I have started a little home business of converting analog VHS home movies to eternally-preserved digital formats. It’s fun work and it’s nice to feel like I’m creating permanent family heirlooms for people. Some great-great-grandkids are going to be very entertained by what their direct ancestors once wore in public.

3. I’m playing fantasy football for the first time. It is way more fun than I thought it would be. Even on the weeks I get stomped (which is often).

4. On the days I get to see Sarah, I like to be with her doing whatever we think sounds fun. For Halloween we went to dinner and a free production of Much Ado About Nothing. It wasn’t an appropriate way to spend Halloween at all, and for some reason I enjoyed that.

5. I’m slowly writing a book. I started it in earnest on the Greek isle of Rhodes several months ago. The only thing I know for sure at this point is that it’s intended purposes will be twofold: to elicit laughter and puzzlement. I’m positive that the puzzlement part will succeed.

6. I’m slowly creating comics. These are mostly just for me to show to Sarah and to enjoy watching her reaction. I’m a long way from feeling ready to launch these into the world. With each new one I create I think, “This has definitely not ever been created before.” This is to say that most of them are some flavor of bizarre.

7. I am producing nothing musical at all right now beyond my very occasional assault on my electronic drumkit. I did tune my electric guitar yesterday. I sort of forgot how to do it properly.

8. I have no aspirations toward theater at the moment, since I couldn’t possibly imagine how a typical three-night-per-week rehearsal schedule would fit. But when the time is ripe I will strike again.

9. I’ve been training to run the Dallas Turkey Trot 5K. It will be the first time I have run a 5K. I am nervous and excited and fairly sure that Sarah is much better prepared for it than I am.

10. I think there’s been some talk of having a baby.

I know I’m forgetting several things. When I remember the things I’m forgetting I’ll tack them on here or in another post. And I hope all is very well with the few of you who might still pay this space any heed.

‘Heed’ is both a funny looking and funny sounding word. Unlike ‘Pizza,’ which is a funny looking but normal sounding word.

Or ‘Boot’ which is a normal looking word that sounds funny. As in, “Hey Carl, that’s a really interesting boot you’re wearing today.” There’s nothing funny about reading that sentence. But if I called you and told you that sentence you would laugh.

But maybe you aren’t named Carl and don’t wear boots and that’s why you would be laughing. And if that’s the case, you just totally screwed up the end of this post.

Happy Birthday, to Me

October 17th I turned thirty-one years old.

Hard to believe this time last year I was opening air mail packages in a tiny apartment in Ankara, Turkey.

How the time flies.

Such a fantastic birthday.

I didn't want to put anything on the girls calender as this year has already been a whirlwind of activities.

So, I was shocked when Thursday night my doorbell rang and standing outside were 6 of my best friends, holding a cake and singing Happy Birthday.

I hear Jenny made the cake (Thanks Jenny!) Very cute and tasty.

Bree and Bauer helped us celebrate by creating some very peaceful background music on Chris's drums.

I have the most amazing girlfriends of anyone in the world.

It was so nice to sit and chat with them.

Felt like the old days in the dorm when we could all just walk down the hall and hang out.

Too bad hanging out like that now involves an hour drive for most of us.

Better than a 10 hour flight to Turkey though right?

Then Sat. night the family and I descended on PF Chang's for some very tasty chinese food and for me, a pink dingo, the drink of choice at our wedding.

Lovely Ladies

Mom and Dad W.

Mom #1 and Mom #2

Happy to have my Dad here

The pink dingo turned into something green. What can I say? I indulged in a rainbow of celebratory beverages.

The Whole Gang

After dinner we all went back to the apartment for cake and presents.

Grandma's in the Apartment

Yes, I did ask for a baby doll for my birthday. And yes, my sister did oblige me. (It's to practice baby photography...not because I'm 31 going on 13.)

All in all a terrific 31st B-Day.

So terrific in fact, when Chris asked me the next morning how it felt to be 31, I was a little confused.

Wait, I'm a year older?

I thought we were all just getting together to celebrate.

Hmmmm...

I feel happy and blessed and optimistic about life. So whatever number of years goes along with that feeling, I'm fine with.

Happy birthday to me.

Who Me?

In keeping with the theme of "behind the scenes of Chris and Sarah's Wild Ride", here's a set of pictures I call "shots I had no idea I was in until they were shown to me a month later".

Did I ever not have a camera in my hand?

My dad is still sore from the rock hurling.

Might be picking my nose here, not sure.

Chris is just thrilled that I'm taking my time in picking out the right French blouse.

Got to get close sometimes - the girl walking by is so curious about what I've found in the bushes that warrants stopping for a picture...she'll never know.

Camera might be getting a bit heavy at this point.

This is how we did it folks.

Great idea dad...an evening walk to the nearby cemetery. It was very interesting. There was even a man there walking his baby in a carriage because the baby couldn't get to sleep. An oddly peaceful place to be.

Whatever my mom just said I think it's safe to say I doubted her.

The next water wheel is...umm...umm...behind us?

Only Chris and I (and my mom and dad) know the story behind this shot. And thus it shall remain.

First fajitas in months. I think Chris looks funnier here than I do!

Amazing shot. Thanks dad. (Can you see where I get some of my skills from?)

Perfect photo summation - this was literally the last afternoon of our trip. Our faces say it all.

Hope you're enjoying this behind the scenes tour!

Disinfecting in Desperation

Sometimes it's hard for me to believe I ever lived in Turkey.

The reality of my past Turkish life hit me hard this weekend.

While at my grandmother's 85th birthday party, I had the special chance to meet all her friends that live with her in her retirement home; a very happy, out-going, well-traveled, humorous group of ladies, all of whom (thanks to Nana) got to be a part of Chris and I's insane journey in (and back out of) Turkey.

After speaking to them, I realized a few things:

1. There's still so many stories that have not been told from our time there

and

2. I need to be careful what I type, as about 47 grandma's are reading what I write.

So glad they are though. It's neat to know we can provide a little entertainment, and that people actually like reading this stuff.

So this one's for all the lovely ladies at Lakewood - thanks for celebrating with us yesterday - enjoy!

One of the most frustrating things about living in Ankara was the lack of general hygiene and the poor medical care.

The shower spewed forth dirty water, the tap water was undrinkable, the washing machine ate holes through our clothes with its rancid water, and every doctor's visit ended in the prognosis of - "you have a cold."

The few times we did get sound medical advice, it came in the form of a phone call to my good friend Jenica, a trip home to the States, or WebMD.

Upon suspicion of tiny, mean, itchy creatures in our sheets, Chris decided to disinfect them. (The sheets, not the creatures).

With limited options at hand (dirty tap water, dirty shower water, parasitic washing machine water), Chris ever the ideator, chose to do the following: