Thanksgiving dinner

For the first time, I played hostess to Thanksgiving dinner for my parents, friends Tony and Alisa, and our new friend Tony Ellis.

Earthquake Park

My dad took us all out to Earthquake Park on Monday to show us the location of a house he used to live in. A house that was destroyed in the 1964 Good Friday earthquake that killed 131. My father and his family moved out of that house just three months before the big quake that devastated his old neighborhood.

My dad checks out a bit of old foundation near the lot of of his old house.

The lot where my dad thinks the house sat.

The view of Cook Inlet from Earthquake Park.

Someone has decided it's safe to rebuild on land that has been deserted for more than half a century.

It was cold.

The old stomping grounds

My parents arrived in the wee hours of Sunday morning and spent the week showing Joshua and I around memorable parts of Anchorage and introducing us to old friends.

cougs and family

WSU won the Apple Cup in double-overtime this afternoon! Had my brother on the phone watching with me through the final minutes.

It's snowing -- hard.

My parents arrive late tonight and will stay in Anchorage for the week. I'm looking forward to seeing my dad's old stomping grounds from when he lived here as a kid.

it's 11 degrees

Frost clinging to the tree outside my balcony door. It never warmed up enough today for the frost coating Anchorage to melt.
Yesterday was Joshua's day off, so we spent it hanging pictures and assembling our new dining set. It was an early happy-birthday-to-me gift.

Those are my paintings on the wall in the background.

so much for 'only a skiff of snow'

It hasn't stopped falling since noon.

My window seat

Here's a peek of my view upon decent into Anchorage on Sunday. As the plane passed through layers of clouds the mountains came into view.

It has been in the high 20s and low 30s since I've arrived with only a skiff of snow on the ground.