Greetings from the Arctic!

It’s that time of year again – cold, cold, cold! Wait a second – that would be EVERY time of the year here in coastal southern CA, wouldn’t it? Winter, high temps in the 60’s; summer, high temps in the 60’s.

Summer clothes remain stowed deep in the closet; I sit at the computer swathed in a sweater and wool socks.  How I long for that 100 degree weather in NYC that everyone was complaining about. Just to prove I’m not making it up, this from yesterday’s LA Times:

The 68-degree low at Los Angeles International Airport broke the old record low for the day, which was 70 degrees in 1991. Santa Barbara (68) and San Luis Obispo (69) broke records as well.

Speaking of northern climes, here are two stunning photos that Emily sent from her recent trip to Iceland:

a volcano - that's not fog, it's steam!

The Arctic Ocean - looks warm compared to southern CA these days!

We braved the cold and ventured out to see Inception Monday night with a crew of young friends. The movie was an edge-of-your-seat serpentine stroll through the subconscious. Leonardo DiCaprio with furrowed brow, Ellen Page in her Juno outfits but sans the snappy comebacks, a smoldering Marion Cotillard, and a subdued performance from one of my favorite actors, Cillian Murphy. Remember him as the creepy bad guy from Batman Begins?

Cillian Murphy

The movie was fun, but having dinner with Daniel, Hannah, Victoria, Alexandra and her friend, Rick, (see, Rick, I told you you’d be on the blog!) was even more fun:

Daniel, Rick and Alexandra

Victoria and Hannah

Daniel returned to NYC on Wednesday to enjoy the city for a few weeks (and the warmer weather!) before he heads to South Korea to visit his friend, Amber. It was so nice to have him home!

Daniel's farewell breakfast included an egg sandwich. Guess who provided the eggs...

Saying good-bye at the airport

Granny mentioned that the chicken blog has been a bit short on chicken updates lately, and the girls agree. We brought them crickets this afternoon to atone for our negligence.

"I prefer caviar with my crickets, thank you"

"And don't forget the toast points"

While we were at the pet store buying crickets, a volunteer with B.U.N.S. (Bunnies Urgently Needing Shelter)  http://www.bunssb.org/ was on hand with a darling young rabbit who is seeking a home. You can only imagine how quickly the CE ushered me out of the store after he spied me in deep conversation about bunnykeeping.

I hope somebunny adopts him soon!

We acquired a new addition to our chicken decor collection this week. Granny’s friend, Edie, brought us an egg box – I can’t tell whether it’s a reproduction or an original, but either way it’s very cool, and has a wonderful likeness of Amelia on it!

Thanks, Edie!

And there was another acquisition this week: I bought an ipad! My friend, Tara, has one and showed me the “Words with Friends” app that allows you to play a virtual Scrabble game online. Had to have it! Of course, the next day I saw a Wired magazine article entitled  “iPad Owners Are ‘Selfish Elites.’ Critics Are ‘Independent Geeks.’ ”

According to the article, ipad owners are “six times more likely to be “wealthy, well-educated, power-hungry, over-achieving, sophisticated, unkind and non-altruistic 30-50 year olds.” As unflattering as that portrait may be, I have to say I am thrilled just to be considered in a 30-50 year-old age group. Hopefully, that is not the only part of the profile I don’t fit in…

Meanwhile, instead of endeavoring to be more altruistic, I’ll be brushing up on my Scrabble skills so I can be worthy of a game with Tara!

The CE continues to cool his heels, so to speak. He’s had his appointments with the two surgeons we’ve been told are tops for performing the procedure he needs, and he is now deciding which one will wield the scalpel. Interestingly, each doc has a slightly different approach so it’s not as straightforward a decision as we would have expected. In either case, however, the CE is looking at two months on crutches, one of them with a full cast. Yikes! The dogs have not suffered in the least – they’ve enjoyed runs on the beach and lovely walks with some of their favorite friends.

Victoria gives Chloe a rinse after a beach outing

Vernon went, too!

Katherine and Karma came to pick up the girls this morning

"Sorry you can't come with me, CE"

Sitting pretty

After the walk

Karma says goodbye

Down but not out: he can still wrangle cats!

One thing is for certain: the upcoming surgery means we won’t be visiting NYC anytime soon. A disappointment, for sure. Victoria painted this city scene for us as a surprise – it will be our consolation until we’re able to see the real thing.

About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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3 Responses to Greetings from the Arctic!

  1. El Grande Emperor de Pollo las Gimpas says:

    Wow! An action packed blog posting. Where else can you move so smoothly from Iceland volcanos to homeless bunnies, with stops in between for antique chicken tins and riffs on elitist techno-nerds. Gotta love it!!

  2. Ang says:

    I AM DESPERATE FOR AN IPAD!!!!!!!!! I don’t care what they say, is it awesome????????
    Does Full Cast mean above the knee, because if it does that’s going to be an issue with the stairs, no?
    In the Adirondacks and I can sympathize. It’s FREEZING in the AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  3. Katherine says:

    That brown eggs box is fantastic! And Victoria’s painting AMAZING. Wow – she cooks, is gorgeous and an artist? Good heavens. No wonder you don’t want to let her go.
    Wow – an iPad. Is there an egg application? There should be one that tells you when one of the girls has laid an egg.
    I like how our great lion-hunter Ridgeback has turned the lion to stone in that one picture. And then how he appears to be sticking his tongue out at the girls as we leave. (He would never!) I think it was one last kiss. Or, licking his lips upon smelling the chickens in the breeze.

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