Elizabeth and I are sitting here procrastinating. Currently, we've procrastinated for exactly 3 1/2 hours. But, we did happen upon the funniest thing on earth. Read and enjoy but look out for Chihuahuas...chihuauas...chichuas...small dogs.

I bought a dog last week and she hasn't keeled over, has gotten over the stress of moving, and is now overeating...she's definitely a Dahlman!!!

Labor Day weekend was awesome! The Minnesota State Fair, wine tasting, Styx & Reo Speedwagon concert, visiting the town of Stillwater, nannying, and Amber R and I even found time to build this awesome snowman =)

Can you find Angie in the load of crap that's in our living room?

I talked to my dad on the phone a few days ago and I mentioned that I have a blog. My dad is just not connected, so it wasn't any surprise to me when he said "What's a blog?" I try to tell him it's kind of like an internet journal, you can make entries, ya da ya da ya da. After what I thought was a great explanation, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone and finally he says "Oh... is a blog one of those colored bracelets?" Oh my...no dad...but I have one of those too.
I guess I'll just have to send him the link to my blog so that he can have his secretary help him click on the link.

Last Saturday I came home and started hearing this squeakie noise that I immediately determined could only be coming from some animal inside my house - I was thinking mouse, gopher, bird, bat...something little and easily catchable. After wandering around for a little while I figured it was coming from somewhere in the garage. I was determined to find this little critter, but the only problem with that was every time I openned up the door to our garage the squeaking stopped. I decided to do the only thing I could, which was to let 2 or 3 of my roomates know that there was something living in our garage.
After a couple of hours and checking in the garage 3 more times, I discoverd the squeakie noise was not coming from an animal afterall, but from my key chain that was hooked to my messenger bag, which I found out makes an annoying squeak when I walk.

One of my summer classes is a course about using technology in education, which means spending 2 hours in front of a computer, 3 times a week. I plan on spending at least a little bit of this time blogging ;)