dimanche 6 février 2011
Grandpa John and Grandma Eleanor.
Do I look like my grandmother?
Perhaps the coloring no, but I think the eyes yes.
He called me "toilet brush head" as a baby, and would slam doors so that I would wake up from my naps whenever he came to visit.
(so that he would be able to see me)
She came and lived with us for several years in South America after he was gone.
If we have a daughter, I want to name her Eléonore (at least as a middle name.) Alain says no. We'll see about that.
samedi 5 février 2011
Here is one of my dad's favorite pictures of me.
You will notice that my bangs are very short.

That is the unfortunate consequence of deciding to play beauty salon with a neighbor kid a few days before school pictures. Mom was really mad and dragged me to the nearest real hairdresser to try and repair the damage. It looks like they put a bowl on top of my head and cut around it.
You will notice that my bangs are very short.

That is the unfortunate consequence of deciding to play beauty salon with a neighbor kid a few days before school pictures. Mom was really mad and dragged me to the nearest real hairdresser to try and repair the damage. It looks like they put a bowl on top of my head and cut around it.
vendredi 4 février 2011

Here is a picture of my beautiful sister Leah and me. This was summer of 2003 or 2004, age 23 or so, when I went out to visit her in California (before she moved to Thailand).
Can you tell we are sisters?
PS The correct response to yesterday's name guessing game was:
Aloysius
It is an old German name, pronounced (get this) Al-o-wish-us.
My grandfather promised his fortune to whichever of his kids named a grandchild after him. Nobody did. Probably for several reasons:
- There wasn't much fortune
- He was probably joking anyway
- Who wants to name their kid Aloysius nowdays?
I remember once we were having a family reunion when the phone rang.
"May I please speak to Mr. Smith?"
"Which one?" (there were about 10 Mr. Smiths present in the room)
Hesitant pause. "Al-oy-seee-us?"
"Dad, it's a telemarketer for you!"
So congratulations to chcmichael from Our House in Provence !
jeudi 3 février 2011

Here is a picture of me and my Grandpa Al (father's father) in his favorite position, lying on the couch, in East Germany early 1980's.
And if anyone can guess what name "Al" is short for, they will get an Official American in Provence postcard. (which is pretty much just a regular postcard from Provence)
Hint: It starts with Al and is not Alain.
mardi 1 février 2011
National Blog Pictures of Megan Month
Well, I guess majority has it. I was going to go with option 3, but then figured I would just be wasting my time copying out the questions and answers, as everyone would just skip over them anyway.
The answer to yesterday's questions was:
B- 20 years from the filing date of the European application.
(In case anyone was dying to know)
Here is a picture of me, about age 10, and our dog Sunny (short for Sundance Kid) - male golden retriever. Taken in our yard in Ecuador.
(and no fair comments re. who is who?, or snipes about dogs and their masters looking alike)
Well, I guess majority has it. I was going to go with option 3, but then figured I would just be wasting my time copying out the questions and answers, as everyone would just skip over them anyway.
The answer to yesterday's questions was:
B- 20 years from the filing date of the European application.
(In case anyone was dying to know)
Here is a picture of me, about age 10, and our dog Sunny (short for Sundance Kid) - male golden retriever. Taken in our yard in Ecuador.
(and no fair comments re. who is who?, or snipes about dogs and their masters looking alike)
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