Wow! Jenni and I are so thrilled to be featured on several blogs for our Pirate Captain Jack O’ Lantern! I woke up today, opened my blog’s dashboard to wipe off some comment spam, and found a reference from the MAKE magazine’s web site to our blog. I headed on over and saw a link to our own Captain Jack featured on their homepage!
Author: David
Quotes to Dance By
“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
– Friedrich Welhelm Nietzche
“Everything has rhythm. Everything dances.”
– Maya Angelo
“Dance is the hidden language of the soul.”
– Martha Graham
“I would not know what the spirit of a philosopher might wish more to be than a good dancer.”
– Friedrich Welhelm Nietzche
“The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word.”
– Mata Hari
“Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we’re here we should dance.”
– Unknown
BridgeTown Swing 2006
“Here’s my new favorite name to say: Jenn-e-lynn Lim,” – Grace Killelea, BridgeTown 2006 M.C.
Last year’s BridgeTown experience is a hard one to beat. Not to say that this year was plain or boring, but going in to BridgeTown 2006, I knew I could not expect a repeat of last year’s magic.
Vernier’s 25th Anniversary
The company I work for celebrated its 25th anniversary this year. As part of that celebration, the whole company was invited to Sunriver, Oregon for a weekend of relaxing and socializing, all paid for by the company. Jenni and I received a luxurious second floor room at the Sunriver Resort with a vaulted ceiling, a cozy king-sized bed, and a porch with two rocking chairs. We didn’t stay in the room much since we looked forward to playing in the pools and hot tubs.
Licensed to Laugh
Jenni and I were heading home from the Asian food store, Uwajimaya, and as we got off highway 217, we stopped behind a vehicle with a license plate “DRGNS.”
“Dragons,” I stated.
“Or Dr. Guns,” Jennilyn added. We turned and smiled at each other.
I pointed to myself, “Geek,” and to her, “Country girl.”
We laughed and she pointed out that the vehicle was a truck. I crinkled my nose at her and made our turn home.
Kevin and Josselyn
Jenni, Jack, and I visited Los Angeles this last weekend for my cousin’s wedding. Kevin, Jack, and I spent a good portion growing up learning multiplication from our grandpa, talking about who’s getting which Transformer robot, and blowing crap up with firecrackers that we got from our dentist. He moved away from Oregon before I started middle school, but our mischievous adventures of many years will always be a part of me. It was a huge blessing to be a part of a major milestone in his life.
Fingers in the Grass
I remember seeing this dress from Jennilyn’s senior portraits where she leaned on a tree with her blue eyes looking intently into the lens. She chose the dress because it was her grandmother’s and she wanted to preserve it in a photograph.
As I took photos of Jennilyn in her grandmother’s dress, I was waiting for my camera’s buffer to emptywhen I looked up and saw her sweep her hand across the grass. It reminded me of simple mannerisms that I’ve enjoyed about Jennilyn—that, and she’s full of grace.
YouDance
Jenni and I were asked to do a little west coast swing dance demo at a friend’s retirement dance party. We picked out a song today and practiced a little before the improv dance. We took my company camera, the Canon SD300, and recorded a short clip of one of our practice dances.
Cannon Beach Sand Castles
We visited Cannon Beach to watch the annual sand castle contest. There were many very amusing creations, and a few that were fantastic. Of the twenty constructed, only a few were actual sand castles. Here are few that left us in awe or tickled our funny bone.
The Lunch Love Language
Before we got married, we both read “The Five Love Languages,” where it describes each person having specific ways they give and receive love. We both were strong in “Words of Affirmation” and “Quality Time.” But though the book primarily talks about each of us having a primariy and secondary language, I believe that speaking in all the love languages fills the “love tank” much more successfullly.