Are you kidding me?

Kc and I have been having one of those weeks where there is good news and then bad news in a continual cycle. On Tuesday I went in for a job interview at Clean Well, to be their sole Graphic Designer in house, hopefully I get a job offer. (cleanwelltoday.com) Wednesday I was about to buy a new laptop battery because my computer shuts down every 5 minutes, but I found out I am eligible for a recall battery. Both good news. Then on Thursday when Kc was driving 50 miles away to take a few tests for Independent study our car started to break down. Today we took it in to the auto shop, and they said it should be no more then $150. So we left feeling like we had dodged a bullet usually every trip to the shop costs $700 or more. But by the end of the day they called us and said they found a few more things wrong and we could pick it up at 5:30. The damage was a lot more than $150 all for a pipe and a cap. I feel like you walk in and you are in their hands- you are going to pay whatever they say- there is no negotiating because you don't speak their mechanical language.

Parents come to town

This last week my parents came to town to visit Anne, Mike Kc, and I. They came up to go to a Stanford football game on Saturday. While I took a phone interview with a job possibility my family went golfing in Berkeley. Then we went back to the Packer house and played bball in the backyard. Later that night we went on the Alameda ferry to San Fran to walk around the Ferry Building, Union Square and more. We were going to go eat at Cheesecake Factory, but instead we found an old classic, TAD's Steakhouse. A place where my dad went as a kid in Chicago. The next day we picked up Kc from class and drove to Palo Alto to go to football game, which was really gun even though Stanford isn't that great. Love it when the parents come!

Santa Cruz

On Halloween Kc and I drove down to Santa Cruz to go check out the boardwalk, surf museum and wharf. We drove down and found out most everything was closed for the winter, but we found a sweet surf spot where old guys and young guys fight over the waves. We also saw tons of sea lions, a seagull that caught a starfish, and a lot of fog that rolled in that night.

Opening Night

Tuesday was awesome. We got two tickets to the Warriors/Jazz game on opening night and got there early to see introductions and all that other show. During the game there was a 5.6 earthquake that scared a lot of people including ourselves. We were sitting in the upper seats and the arena was shaking pretty good and everyone noticed but no one freaked out. Molly and I were cheering pretty loud from the second quarter on when the Jazz pulled away and ruined the Warriors opening night. It was a fun game to go to and definitely wont be the last.

Our new place in Alameda

We moved to Alameda, CA a city west of Oakland and directly across the bay from San Francisco. We owe Anne and Mike for introducing us to Alameda. The cool thing about our town is that it is an island. Our church is just 3 blocks away, and there is a shore where people windsurf and kayak. One weekend we drove down to Half Moon Bay with Anne and Mike to check out the beaches, and pumpkin patches.

Chile Trip

I figured out how to post a slideshow, thanks Jos. Here are a few of our pictures from fun in Chile.

A Little Recap

After working long and hard all summer in Renton, WA for Orkin Pest Control we took a trip to Southern Chile. Kc served in the Concepcion South mission during 2002-2004, so he really hadn't been gone too long. We flew into Santiago and enjoyed the sights before we started our rental car trek stretching from Santiago to Pucon. At the end of the trip we had perfectly used all of our pesos, and used up all of the gas just in time to walk into the airport. We threw the rental car keys into a little lock box and were so excited to get back to the states. Little did we know our flight would be taking off exactly 28 hours from the time we showed up. We first freaked out and then had to get a taxi to drive us back to Santiago, stay in a hostel, and wait until the next night to leave. In the taxi ride Kc's wallet fell out unknowingly and the guy drove off with it. Checking-in to the hostel we realized he had lost it. Not a good thing to find out after just getting punk'd at the airport. Ten minutes later the taxi car driver drove back up and returned Kc's wallet. It was a miracle- the little Chilean honest Abe said he didn't need a wallet that had absolutely no money in it.