Here's another new picture to the right. This is from last week when B and I drove the foot of the mountains just west of our neighborhood. If you click on it, you can see the neighborhood waaay in the background in the valley between where we were standing and the next set of mountains. It looks really far away, but it really only took us 5-10 minutes to get there, and that was partially because we had to drive slow on a bumpy dirt road. There are quite a few little dirt roads winding around these mountains, but we didn't have a lot of time to explore them that day, so we'll definitely be going back, maybe with our bikes.
We've been talking about places we want to visit soon, like the Grand Canyon and Zion in Utah, and I suggested we go to Vegas to celebrate our anniversary in May since we got married there and have been there for several other anniversaries. So we got tickets to see "O" at Bellagio and we're going to stay there in Vegas that night (not at Bellagio, though, because it's too expensive). It really blows my mind that we're going to be able to drive to Vegas for the weekend.
We met our next-door neighbor a few days ago. We really only have one next-door neighbor because there's only one house on our right side. The other houses close by are behind us. He brought over some canned apples that someone else had given him and suggested using them to make a pie, so I bought a pie crust at the grocery this past weekend. I guess I was supposed to bake the crust (graham cracker crust) before I used it, but I didn't know what the hell I was doing, so I just poured the apples in and baked it enough to warm it all up. Oh, and B suggested I melt some butter with sugar and cinnamon and drizzle that on top, which I did. The pie crust kind of dissolved into the apples, but it actually tastes really good. I've been just dishing some into a bowl, putting it in the microwave and eating it with a spoon. It's more like an apple crumble or apple mush, but it's yummy.
A few days ago I decided to get back on the horse with the exercise and B dragged the treadmill into my computer room for me. I've been walking a mile in the morning after breakfast every day and then B and I usually take a walk around the neighborhood in the afternoon, so that makes about 2 miles a day. The treadmill is set on an incline and my quads are really feeling it. I used to have a 2x4 under the back of the treadmill to make it level, because it's on an incline by default, but I don't even know where that 2x4 is or if we even have it. I figure it's a better workut with the incline anyway. It certainly feels harder and I feel sorer.
I'm still working on downloading Ayumi's concert DVD. It's going sooo slow. I probably could've had them done by now except I keep losing my internet connection. This wireless thing I have seemed really cool at first, but I cannot figure out why my internet connection drops after a while and I can't reconnect. It's like my whole computer kind of loses functionality and none of the programs will work right. It's especially inconvenient in the middle of my workday when things start crapping out and I have to restart. I returned the first wireless adapter I had and got a supposedly better, faster one, but they both have this same problem. Right now, this is my only choice in terms of having an internet connection because the DSL modem is in B's computer room and none of our cords are long enough to reach, but I may give up on the wirelss thing and just get a longer cord.
The bug bites/stings/whatever seem to have stopped itching for good and the scabs are healing. I have yet to see any scorpions or any other scary desert bugs here yet, but I've seen lots of rabbits and these crazy looking birds called Gambel's Quail. You can see a picture of a male here:
They are always running around in the back of the house and they make a noise that's like a cross between a turkey and a dove. They're fun to watch because their walk looks like a pigeon, but then suddenly they run really fast across the ground like a road runner.
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