Reddening the sun with smoke; or, smells like bacon and SUVs

As we didn't bring much furniture with us across the country, some parishioners have been very kind and have donated things such as chairs, bookshelves, and a dresser. The guy who gave us the dresser delivered it the other night with his friend while I was in the kitchen cooking bacon. Logan was at first confused when he showed up at our door, because he is a cop and was still in his uniform. His buddy was another cop. We weren't in trouble with the law, they only wanted to give us a dresser. After it was moved into our apartment, I thought I would be neighborly and offer some of our food that I had just finished cooking... "Hey, do you guys want any bacon?" They accused me (in jest) of making a cop joke in poor taste, and we all had a good laugh.

Today we have just returned from a grocery trip to Santa Fe. As there is only one grocery store in Los Alamos (Well, two, but they are both Smith's) If you want anything special or something that Smith's doesn't have, you have to drive to Santa Fe. Our itinerary included four different natural food stores (different sales, stock, etc. you see.) Upon exiting the first, we found that a huge SUV had done a horrible parking job next to us. It was a foot over the line, and about a foot and a half away from our car. Our passenger side door bore the marks of a huge ding obviously caused by the urban assault vehicle's Driver door. It was ridiculous, we had to put both babies in the car from the other side because we couldn't squeeze in on that side. Some people. I contemplated writing a note, but thought that it would be useless, as the driver already knows he or she did a horrible parking job. There was about five feet of space on the other side of the car, no exaggeration. We weren't unnaturally close the the line, we were spot on in the center. The other guy had to know it was horrible, either through banging up our car upon exit, or after returning to his car and seeing how it was taking up the better part of two spaces.

We shrugged it off and got lunch at a mediocre buffet, then proceeded on to whole foods and trader joe's. At trader joes, we pulled into our spot and parked, then noticed that the car directly in front of us was the same monstrosity that had parked so poorly only an hour before! They must have been on the same natural foods tour we were. We recognized the people getting in the car as customers from the first store, so we are pretty certain that it was the culprit. Logan ran in to the store and I stayed with our sleeping babies as I watched them load their car, and leave their cart in an empty space next to them (their parking job this time was ok). I couldn't believe they would just leave a cart in the middle of the parking lot, when the store was just twenty yards away! Some people. sheesh.

In other news, the population of our apartement is going to double over the weekend, as my family will be in town. We'll see how that works out, space-wise.