Thursday, March 24, 2011

Amococo

Last Friday, Austin and I popped over to the Mesa Arts Center to see their Amococo exhibit. We weren't sure what to expect but it turned out to be really neat! The piece is a huge display set up in a parking lot. It was created by a British artist who calls himself an architect of air.
I would say so! Huge, vinyl pieces were shaped to make a fancy looking bounce house. But inside, it's a maze and prismacolor luminarium. It was so fun! We loved it.



Afterwards we toured through the Museum of Contemporary Art and saw a few more fun pieces.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Spring Break

Spring Break is here! And while poor Austin only gets a break from classes, I have both work and school off. It's nice :) And although I'm going a little stir crazy from being at home all day, I am getting alot done. Taxes - check! FAFSAs - check! Spring cleaning and organizing - check!
I had hoped to be working at Kids Express for the break, but so far they have had very few kids attending, so no hours for me.
But I have kept busy looking for little projects. I found some bruised flowers for really cheap and filled a gift from Austin's grandma



And I started working again on a long time project - a tshirt quilt that I began probably 2 years ago.


Well, that's our thrilling plan for Spring Break. Nothing out of the ordinary - heaven knows we can't afford it. Although, we did have a little adventure early this morning.
Yesterday, Austin brought home 2 new frogs making our grand total of amphibians a whopping 7. We've got 4 African dwarf frogs, which are water dwellers, and live with our 15 fish.


Then, last weekend, we took home Rufio, the fire-belly toad that previously resided in Cole's (Ausin's brother) room.
And then these two guys, whom I believe we are calling Thud Butt

and Pockets (only if you've seen Hook, will these names make sense).

But anyways, at 3:30 this morning we both hear this strange noise, like a combination of a quack and those wooden, ribbed stick instrument. Austin sits strait up and asks me if I heard that and if I know what the noise is. Very groggily I answer that I think it was the frog. Turns out, I was right, and a very flustered Austin, whose adrenaline was pumping, got up and proceded to move the whole frog tank out of our room and set it back up by the front door. He continued the noise for the rest of the night, and I've heard it many times today.
That's all the adventure we have to report in the Baxter house today!