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Caleb Matthew Truman Knauff
7/30/07
7lb 7oz
21"


Congrats Mom and Dad Knauff!

Loss of Self-Respect

I don't usually like to post embarrassing stories about myself on this thing, since I would rather appear "together" and "with it," but today, I have a treat for you.

With the temperature in Boise easily hitting 100 degrees F over the past month, my apartment has been hotter than hell. I have a little window air conditioner that is slowing seeping out cool air and a ceiling fan that squeaks and wobbles in my living room. During the day, I keep an extra round fan blowing between my living room and bedroom to keep air circulating into my bedroom. I've been keeping the windows closed because I don't want the 100 degree air blowing through the windows. At night, I open up my window and let the fan blow 80 degree heat into my room to attempt to cool things down. None of this has prevented me from roasting in my sleep and sleeping in less-than-appropriate attire.

Yesterday, when I was taking the fan out of my window, I discovered that I have a ceiling fan in my room. How I have managed to overlook this (rather large) piece of equipment is beyond me.

I am happy to report that my room is MUCH cooler today than it has been all summer long. I am a bit saddened at the fact that it took me 7 months to see the freaking ceiling fan in my bedroom.

Shot Luge

Every party needs a shot luge...



(FYI that's whiskey I'm shooting out of the luge, not Citron.)

Thank you

Dear Jackson Hole, WY resident, visitor, or whoever you are (aka Extraordinary Person of the Year):

Thank you for finding my wallet on July 20 and mailing it back to me. It means the world to me that you didn't take my debit card, insurance cards, driver's license, or a single dollar out of my wallet. You are to be commended for your honesty and I will be forever grateful for your act of kindness.

Miranda

back home

All is good. They let me on the plane with a pat search and a massive search of my bag. I've since made my way back to Boise, spent *quality* time with the boyfriend (can you see me blushing through the screen?), been to work, purchased a duplicate of my driver's license (complete with a new photo), and have been in contact with an old high school friend about the reunion coming up in a week or so. Still no word on the whereabouts of my wallet...oh well...I'm doomed to never find my Ann Landers article again (it was about what to do with my body when I die--donate it, by the way) and maybe whomever found the cash needed it more than me (though, I'm not sure this is possible). If I have any luck in me, I won't need the insurance cards that were in it! (This is me trying to look on the bright side of things.)

Vacation?

I just spent 6 days with my family in South Dakota with VERY limited phone access and no internet access. I have, quite literally, been playing solitaire and sudoku for 6 days. It's not as bad as it sounds (though, I fully admit that I was ready to get away from the family last night and hang out with an old college friend from Augie--thanks Mel!). In all actuality, the trip was nice. I got to see my grandparents and a ton of cousins, all of whom I haven't seen for several years.

However.......I did have quite the dilemma on Saturday (and still have it). That was the day that I realized I didn't have my wallet. I looked EVERYWHERE for it and came to the realization that it was nowhere to be found. I'm assuming that I lost it somewhere between the Minneapolis airport and the Sioux Falls airport, but I really haven't a clue. Thankfully, I didn't have a lot of cash (about $30...though, anyone who knows me knows that this is a lot of cash for me to be carrying around) and had no credit cards in it--just my debit card, which has since been canceled. However, I'm not sure how they are going to let me on the plane to come home--my driver's license is in there too. I was able to get a copy of my birth certificate from the Jerauld County Courthouse and now have a copy of my old passport, thanks to my mom's cousin Cathy back in Boise. Hopefully they will just give me an added security check and let me on my way. I absolutely HAVE to get back to Boise tonight....more on that by next week, I hope.

South Dakota, here I come!

In lieu of my grandparents' agedness (is that a word?) and parties for such celebrations, I am off to South Dakota with the family for 6 days. I might die while I'm gone (I will be in horrible humidity and with the family for a very long period of time), but should I return, I will be sure to attempt to recap the vacay in as much detail as possible. I have a feeling it will turn out to be mostly about drinking whiskey with my grandfather and taking my nephews to the pool...maybe a few poker games thrown in there somewhere, since I have practiced up a bit since my last visit to the state of my birth (and college years). If I'm lucky, I'll have cell phone reception and will be able to post pictures of the shenanigans.

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An Explanation

The 2 photos posted yesterday need a little explanation (as do the other deleted posts, but you don't get an explanation on that, sorry).

Not too long ago, the company that Josh works for landed CBH Homes as a client, meaning that Josh would now be working on their interactive/web stuff. Well, between getting that account and now, CBH Homes was contacted by ABC to work on an Extreme Makeover: Home Edition in Middleton, Idaho (about 20-30 minutes from Boise). It was a top secret project (not even all of the employees at ES/Drake knew about it) and was finally revealed to the public on Wednesday, July 11. You can check out the part Josh worked on here. The site also includes some photos from the project and information about the family who gets the new house, etc.

To make a long story short, ES/Drake employees were invited to the VIP tent at the site on Friday night and I got to tag along. I even saw Paul driving away in his car...but no Ty...sigh.

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I don't know if this is how tan i really am, but i like the way it looks!

jobs

I just received a message on my phone from the assistant manager of the "center" where I recently applied for a position and interviewed. Mr. S said, "I want to thank you for applying and interviewing with us, unfortunately, we had to give the position to someone else. I will tell you that you DID finish with the highest score, but unfortunately, we are not able to accommodate your school schedule. Again, thanks for applying and don't hesitate to call with questions. Good luck." (woo hoo, I'm awesome!)

I have to say, I'm kind of relieved. I wasn't sure I'd take the position if it was offered to me, due to my school schedule (they couldn't guarantee that I'd have Tuesday and Thursdays off this fall for classes). Plus, I'd be working until 10 pm on the nights that I didn't have class, including weekends and holidays. But now I don't have to worry about it. In fact, maybe Mr. S can turn my application over to the people in charge of another opening I'm interested in....hmmm....either way, it looks like I'm still job hunting...
So does this mean he can turn my application over to

another discovery

I did laundry today and in the midst of all of my folding, I discovered yet another hole from the explosion mentioned earlier. This one is in the tank top I was wearing that night, in the same region as my bathing suit. My conclusion is that it burned right through my tank top and singed my bathing suit, as the hole in the tank is much larger than the one in my bathing suit...

fire!

Last weekend, Josh and I took our friends Marc and Margaret on a little rafting/camping trip up near Cascade. We had a grand ol' time on the river, finding a camping site (at one point in time we had to unhitch the trailer from the Jeep and turn everything around on a narrow path), and eventually setting up camp for the night. Between the four of us, we had a shit-ton of booze. I really didn't think it was possible for Josh and I to find a couple who could rival our drinking capabilities, but sure enough, Marc and Margaret have skills! 30 Natural Lights, 6 Bud Light tall boys, 12 Keystone Lights, 1 bottle of white wine, and 1 Heinekin mini-keg later, I was nearly falling out of my chair and everyone got stupid. This is where the story gets interesting...

After the Heinekin mini-keg was out, Marc put it in the fire. Uhhhhh, yeah. Not too long after that, the keg exploded and blasted pieces of the keg all around us. Josh leaped from his chair and pulled me from mine. Marc and Margaret ran as quickly as possible away from the fire. Upon review of the situation, Josh found a HUGE chunk near his chair, but aside from that everyone seemed to be ok.

The next morning, I discovered 2 holes in my favorite camping pants from the explosion. Later that day, when I went to go swimming with my sister, I discovered 2 more holes in the breast area of my newest bathing suit, which I was wearing at the time of the incident.

The upside? Josh let me row more than on any other trip we've taken this season and I HAD to go get a new bathing suit top.



Some not-so-good photos from the day...

Note the mini-keg to the right of Marc--pre-explosion.



My super-hot boyfriend...