And here we are again

This is the mountain of snow between our apartment buildings.... Our windows is one of the ones that you can't really see under there....

Life is still pretty fun here in the Stoddard apartment-hold. A few updates:

Allen: Learning that he really needs to improve his oratory skills if he is going to succeed in life.
Annie: Falls asleep once or twice a week when it is Allen's turn to read. I took it to another level this week by falling asleep while I was praying (out loud).

Annie: Has carpal tunnel in both hands and hasn't played flute since Nov. 30 (with a few exceptions). Neck and Back problems are resulting and overall serious soreness. Yesterday I got a tetanus shot in my left arm and blood drawn from my right arm... I didn't think that was very fair.

Allen: Gets to give me a massage most nights. Isn't he lucky?

Allen & Annie: Celebrated our one-monther (ohmygosh presh!) last week. I even made muffins to celebrate and put little candles on the top, and Allen got me some flowers. Who is this guy?

Allen: Was dragged to the craft store last weekend and said that he would prefer to have firebrands placed on his eyes than ever go in there again.
Annie: Started making my Valentine's wreath a few nights ago. Probably not the best idea since I have carpal tunnel. What else am I supposed to do?!

Allen & Annie: Have been going to Bed, Bath, and Beyond and Crate & Barrel every weekend since we've been back from Texas to pick up essentials, make returns, etc. Some weekend we will do something that isn't shopping! Woooohooooo.

Annie: I've been cooking lots of good food this week. I think Allen's favorite was probably the pulled pork sandwiches we had and they were sooooo easy. Put a pork tenderloin in a crock pot, put enough rootbeer in to cover it, turn the crock pot on low for 7-8 hours, shred the pork and pour as much barbeque sauce on as you want. Easy and delicious. We had it with sweet potato fries and broccoli. :)

Allen: Has been cooking up some mean Cambodian/Thai food. He is the master of all things egg related and made scrambled eggs this morning.

And just as a disclaimer: I'm afraid that I painted a picture of my husband as a cross-dressing, booty-shaking, opera star in the last post. He's not....