Home (Wherever I'm With You) from Bret Baker on Vimeo.
Ode to Oregon
When I was 14 I read an article on Bend, Oregon and pronounced then and there that I would live there one day. I may have made this proclamation a few times in my life about various cities across the world that I hear about and become obsessed with. Bend came up again recently and I have been talking about it incessantly. When Bret and I realized we had Labor day off and it was our anniversary, it only made sense to drive 9 1/2 hours up to central Oregon to check it out. It was everything my 14 year old mind could have imagined. We also swung by Crater Lake National Park and Mt. Shasta on the way up. Here is an overload of pictures:
Year 3
If I had to rank the years of marriage thus far: 1. Year of the Granola and 2. Year of the Explorer, I would say it's a tie. I realize this is kind of an anticlimactic ranking since we've only been married two years, but they were both pretty great. I should probably let Bret vote as well because he might vote Year 1 higher than Year 2 because during Year of the Explorer I might have ended some of our explorations crying and saying something along the lines of, "I have pushed my limits, this is no longer fun". But I don't take pictures of those moments so when I look back at my albums it just looks like a constant stream of bike rides, road trips, and happy faces.
Year of the Explorer had some pretty good moments, we got to explore the South, camp in multiple locations across California, acquire road bikes and ride them through unbelievable places, eat at new hole in the wall restaurants, buy an all wheel drive vehicle, read about some very interesting explorers, and I'm pretty sure we would have discovered a new country if Spain was funding out expeditions. Here are some pics, if you're not so much into the words:
As year 3 begins, we have decided to declare it Year of the Learner. You might be thinking, 'that's awfully close to year of the explorer' but it is VERY different. So different it required capital letters.
We're excited not just to go places but to learn about them. To stop and read all the plaques at the large trees or museums. We are also both back in school, well school of sorts, and we're going to learn how to do a whole plethora of things, so watch yo' backs. If you have any recommendations of things we should be learning about, do let me know. Or if you are an expert in a certain field, you're welcome to come over any time and give us a guest lecture.
Year of the Explorer had some pretty good moments, we got to explore the South, camp in multiple locations across California, acquire road bikes and ride them through unbelievable places, eat at new hole in the wall restaurants, buy an all wheel drive vehicle, read about some very interesting explorers, and I'm pretty sure we would have discovered a new country if Spain was funding out expeditions. Here are some pics, if you're not so much into the words:
As year 3 begins, we have decided to declare it Year of the Learner. You might be thinking, 'that's awfully close to year of the explorer' but it is VERY different. So different it required capital letters.We're excited not just to go places but to learn about them. To stop and read all the plaques at the large trees or museums. We are also both back in school, well school of sorts, and we're going to learn how to do a whole plethora of things, so watch yo' backs. If you have any recommendations of things we should be learning about, do let me know. Or if you are an expert in a certain field, you're welcome to come over any time and give us a guest lecture.
Call me Neil Armstrong
It kind of looks like we're on the moon in this picture. Except it's daytime and we're not in moonsuits.
and this is what a dead seal would look like on the moon. Sad and gross and kind of amazing that a seal made it to the moon.
A new family member
I think they should have a class in high school called "Real Life Situations". This class would be what it sounds like, you reenact different situations that are most likely going to come up in real life.
As nice as it is that I can tell you the quadratic equation or whip out MLA and APA format like it ain't no thang, it doesn't come in handy very often in my adult life. Maybe one of the lessons in the class could be "How to memorize a 7 digit license plate in 10 seconds" for the times in your life that you get in a hit and run accident when you do the hitting and they do the running and then an officer comes and you say "it was all my fault" because you feel nervous and then realize that it probably wasn't all your fault and the person probably ran because they were on drugs. Or ya know, other hypothetical situations.
Maybe in this class they could explain insurance jargon and tell you that sales tax is different in every county and you may live in a county with 9.75% sales tax and when you go to buy a car the price that is listed is VERY different then the price when you actually walk out of the place. I feel like maybe if I had been braced for some of these real life situations they wouldn't be such a slap in the face when they happen.
But nonetheless through my "real life situations" I was able to decipher the car and insurance lingo and we purchased a car... Bret and I welcome Subjan(sub-yahn) Baker into the family:
As nice as it is that I can tell you the quadratic equation or whip out MLA and APA format like it ain't no thang, it doesn't come in handy very often in my adult life. Maybe one of the lessons in the class could be "How to memorize a 7 digit license plate in 10 seconds" for the times in your life that you get in a hit and run accident when you do the hitting and they do the running and then an officer comes and you say "it was all my fault" because you feel nervous and then realize that it probably wasn't all your fault and the person probably ran because they were on drugs. Or ya know, other hypothetical situations.
Maybe in this class they could explain insurance jargon and tell you that sales tax is different in every county and you may live in a county with 9.75% sales tax and when you go to buy a car the price that is listed is VERY different then the price when you actually walk out of the place. I feel like maybe if I had been braced for some of these real life situations they wouldn't be such a slap in the face when they happen.
But nonetheless through my "real life situations" I was able to decipher the car and insurance lingo and we purchased a car... Bret and I welcome Subjan(sub-yahn) Baker into the family:
Into the Wild
Year of the Explorer wouldn't have been complete had we not taken a bunch of 15 year old girls backpacking and camping for a week.
In this last picture we're not that sweaty, it started raining. The highlight was probably when one of the girls, Ginger, brought only poptarts to eat and proceeded to eat 42 of them and then swing on the rope swing into the lake over 20 times until she almost killed herself and I had to ban her from the rope. Or when Kadijah did a bellyflop into the lake and then stepped in human pooh.
In this last picture we're not that sweaty, it started raining. The highlight was probably when one of the girls, Ginger, brought only poptarts to eat and proceeded to eat 42 of them and then swing on the rope swing into the lake over 20 times until she almost killed herself and I had to ban her from the rope. Or when Kadijah did a bellyflop into the lake and then stepped in human pooh.
We eat pizza.
I am a pizza connoisseur. Actually, we are pizza connoisseurs but I am trying to decrease the amount of times I use the pronoun "We" as I find myself saying things like, "We hate Nicholas Cage" or "We love caramel on everything" when these things come up in conversation and Bret isn't even around. But for the sake that this blog is a combination of Bret and I, I have given myself permission to use "we" whenever applicable.
Whew, now that that is out of the way, back to the original topic, PIZZA. Neither of us can claim something as our "absolute favorite" very easily. Neither of us have ever had a favorite color, animal, hobby, anything. But I can say with assurance, PIZZA is it. The top dog, numero uno, we can't get enough.
As we have traveled around California and other places, we have pretty much found all the best donuts in every city and we are now onto Pizza. And so I reach out to you, dear readers from around the globe, where is your favorite place to get Pizza? What do you get on it? I am serious in my request to know your favorites as I will most likely try them all, regardless of where they are. Greece, South Dakota, or Orem, I am a respecter of all places.
As far as our favorites. In the central valley, no doubt- Me N Eds. In San Francisco- DeJa Vu.... you may say what? why not delfina.... mainly because we're cheap and we like cheap pizza. Here is a pic of some of us Bakers and Rozier-Bakers at DeJa Vu
Please feel free to give any recommendations cheap or expensive or in an insanely remote place. And if I don't know you, what better way is there to bond than over pizza?
Whew, now that that is out of the way, back to the original topic, PIZZA. Neither of us can claim something as our "absolute favorite" very easily. Neither of us have ever had a favorite color, animal, hobby, anything. But I can say with assurance, PIZZA is it. The top dog, numero uno, we can't get enough.
As we have traveled around California and other places, we have pretty much found all the best donuts in every city and we are now onto Pizza. And so I reach out to you, dear readers from around the globe, where is your favorite place to get Pizza? What do you get on it? I am serious in my request to know your favorites as I will most likely try them all, regardless of where they are. Greece, South Dakota, or Orem, I am a respecter of all places.
As far as our favorites. In the central valley, no doubt- Me N Eds. In San Francisco- DeJa Vu.... you may say what? why not delfina.... mainly because we're cheap and we like cheap pizza. Here is a pic of some of us Bakers and Rozier-Bakers at DeJa Vu
Please feel free to give any recommendations cheap or expensive or in an insanely remote place. And if I don't know you, what better way is there to bond than over pizza?
Hot Stuff
I was looking through old pictures when I came across this one... the morning I got ready for this hike I must have been thinking, "What is the most unattractive article of clothing I can put on my body".
Recently Lindsay showed me this picture of Jana and her fiance. I thought it was adorable and they both look amazing. Jana looks like a petite rag-doll and Billy looks very muscular. I then day dreamed about taking a similar picture of bret and I. Bret would be throwing my small frame in the air as I giggled and he flexed his muscles. Somehow in my day dream I forgot the fact that Bret and I are about the same size...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)