Wednesday, October 30, 2013

In which we moved to Michigan and got a dog

I planned a couple different versions of this post.  It was supposed to be about our drive across the country and settling into our new home.  One potential post extolled the virtues of Cedar Rapids, IA. (Short version: dining is cheap, people are nice, and I love trains, rivers and trees… luckily all but that first part apply to Ann Arbor as well).  One was about why not to plan a trip to your favorite national parks when a government shutdown is looming.  Case in point:

This is the same face I make in Denver area traffic.

Another was about how I assumed our movers would arrive shortly after us (rather than 10 days later) and neglected to pack ANY kitchen gear.  I bought the bare minimum items (knife, cutting board, soup pot, stirring utensil, baking sheet) at Target and proceeded to make such gems as stir-fry in a soup pot:

It was a pretty blurry stir-fry.

But then we drove 2,500 miles and slept on an air mattress for 2 weeks and I forgot to actually take a break from work.  We had to switch our insurance and go to the DMV and buy me a car (!!):

I think my hybrid's sexy!

Oh and our stuff finally arrived, so I had to unpack my kitchen:

As ridiculous as it sounds… it's smaller than our SF kitchen!
I have 3-4 boxes of gadgets in storage.

And in that time, an entire season flew by!  Sweet fall in Michigan, how beautiful and how fleeting:



Cider and doughnuts… the quintessential rite of passage for fall!

But all hopes at me posting about our trip flew out the window when we met this guy:

The dude knows how to stretch!

Our dog-friend Canyon:

He's pretty sweet!

Now, I promise this won't turn into a blog about my dog. (although he IS the best and the handsomest doggy ever).  And yes, I do plan to continue writing about food and life and whatnot with more frequency!  But for now we're just settling into the new family Sunday paradigm:

Canyon is really into the Sunday NYTimes.  And Kevin's side of the bed.