Hi friends. If you’re interested in viewing photos from our summer out here in S.F., you’re going to want to visit this page for the latest updates.

I’ll be honest — right now the pickings are pretty slim. Hardly any photos of people you know. Most of it is from my people watching around the city and me playing with my camera.

Below is a sampling of what you can expect to find. The sea lion photos are for the niece and nephew fans of ours . . . taken in effort to alleviate any trauma that may have been done by showing them sad Aunt Lauren a few posts back. :)

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On Thursday, my first day without Josh around, I came home after trying to connect to my school’s wireless (unsuccessful). I then realized that I had throughly confused my computer, who then refused to connect to the home wireless. (Not an Apple, obviously.)
Very frustrating, mainly because I know Josh could have fixed it in a heartbeat. However, I can still connect via wire, so I am not complaining. Furthermore, I’m still feeling guilty that I live in America after seeing some of those Idol Gives Back clips. No wireless, no problem.

Then my first weekend without Josh, I left on Friday to go to Mom’s, where Katie, John, Mary Ellen, and Caroline babysat me. (Thanks, girls.)
I came back on Sunday just in time to read up before small group (so it’s fresh on the mind) when I walked into my bathroom.
The last calm thought I had was that the floors were especially shiny that night.

Then I stepped into a puddle of water that spread throughout the bathroom floor and had formed a small stream into the hallway. (So small, I missed it on my way in.)
The toilet was completely full. And had, evidently, overflooded.
Then comes the best part.
I went into our pantry/storage/laundry room to get the mop, and stepped into another puddle of water.
The nasty toilet water (it may have been clear, but I wasn’t fooled) had leaked through the tiled bathroom, under the shower, and into the storage room. Now two rugs were soaked, not to mention a pile of darks. (Don’t worry, those were washed twice, Ultra Clean, Level 12)

However.
Let it be known, I did not cry. I (sort of) calmly called Josh and then the Maintenance Man, (okay, fine, I called my mom too) who unfortunately didn’t have the necessary parts on a Sunday evening to fix said toilet.
I went to small group single, germy, tardy, and unprepared since I never was able to read the chapter for this week. (But I finally got around to mopping the bathroom and storage room.)
I mostly went to learn and grow. A miniscule part of me went because they had a working restroom. TWO even. Spoiled Americans.

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So tonight I settle into our new summer home here in San Francisco. We’re delighted to be right in the heart of the city, near all the shopping locations and many sights. Lauren won’t be here until June, so please take care of her for me in the meantime. Things are going really well so far and I’m anxious to start my internship this coming Tuesday.

Here’s what I came home to the other day just before I had to start packing for the trip… so sad. So sweet. My wife.

We’ll do our best to keep this site updated with photos and stuff throughout the summer. :)

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