Speaking of Out of Control.......

Um.
So "they" never mentioned the fact
that when your dough finally starts to go sour,
there is a lot more gas produced...... a lot.
Go figure.
At least now we'll have sour dough bread at the apocalypse.

She got my hair part II (an update)

So... I'm not sure what is funnier. The flock of seagulls hairdo, or the vest that is right out of the 80's.
Maybe it's the hairdo and the vest is like the icing?
Yeah- something like that, but it has only progressed a little from last time.
Either way, it's been confirmed - she got my hair.
She was good enough to pose for the side view, where the curly crazy back yet oddly straight front is clearly visible:
Oy. She looks so pleased. I'm not sure this bodes well for us.

The best weeks ever, part II.

Oh yeah. So there was something else that happened last week too.

I turned in this:

Pssst.... it's my dissertation.
You know, that 150 page THING.
The last THING that was standing between me and my Ph.D.
Yeah, that.
It's a pretty boring read unless you are into structural dynamics of metal centered species. With my data analysis skillz, I've come up with a summary for you:

Although that graph was not included in the actual paper, I think it sums up things pretty well.
It is also directly related to this graph:

All in all it comes down to a simple exchange. I traded these three signatures:

for this one:

I don't mean to get all mathematical with proportions and junk, but when you think about it, what does it say about those three people?!
They spent years in their education, then more years doing research, getting grants, trying to save the world and whatever, and all three of their signatures combined are only worth one signature by a counselor.
A woman in an office with a little rubber finger-y thing who makes sure all my pages are numbered.
Don't get me wrong. She is a great woman.
A woman who rang a bell and announced to the entire (non interested) office that I was officially Dr. Porter and then shook my hand.
But still. It's three scientist to one her.
I think that's odd, yet totally makes sense in a way.
Maybe that is what my next paper will be about.....

Not even sure what to post first.

Ok. So it's been a couple weeks. A LOT HAS HAPPENED IN THOSE COUPLE OF WEEKS.

I'll start with the most amazing....

This was 2 weeks ago.....


And now this week:



We are a little ecstatic about the new developments, especially because they come with all kinds of fun new things. Like skinned knees, playing chasing games, the ability to wear dresses, and the realization that if you carry the ball, the dogs will come. It's been a good couple weeks.

Here is Miss M and her daddy:

To Handy-gram's House we go....

We were lucky enough to be invited to the Cal/MSU game at Memorial Stadium in Berkley this weekend. I'd never been to a college football game, so it was a really fun experience for me. It also meant M's first real excursion to Grandma Linda's (Handygram's) house!
M can be a bit of a handful, but evidently she was no match for Handygram! They had a big day of walks, social calls, swimming and dogs. Here are a couple highlights:




























We were really happy that it all worked out and that everyone had a good time. There is nothing like coming home with a bellyfull of hot dog to find your baby just nodding out in grammy's arms!

What happens when she spills her bubble juice.

It's a little funny. I felt a little bad, but not bad enough to not put it on the internet.

The beginning of the end of life as we know it.

It's happening. She just started doing it.

Now she can get almost anywhere. And she does.
This was actually a couple weeks ago, so more has happened, but I need to get video.