an unconventional Presidents' Day

What's a conventional Presidents' Day? I don't know, but it sure isn't something I would do, most likely. Well, to celebrate Presidents' Day, we headed to the local Starbuck's and enjoyed milk steamers and biographies of United States presidents. I am reading David McCullough's John Adams and Melina is burying herself in His Excellency: George Washington by Joseph J. Ellis. Our presidential biography reading then turned to a scholarly discussion about presidents. Here are the results of our discussion:

President with the best hair: John F. Kennedy
President with the craziest hair: tie Andrew Jackson and Martin Van Buren

President with the best mullet: James K. Polk

Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day really is one of my favorite holidays. I love the love and the pink and the hearts. In the morning, Melina and I donned our favorite pink ensembles (just call me bubble gum) and enjoyed pink pancakes. Later that evening we had a heart-shaped pizza (see below) and then made Valentine cupcakes (see below the picture below) and also Valentine cards for Melina's neighbors (see below below below). The cards had much glitter and pink and happiness. We surely spread the love around on Valentine's Day.

Happy Birthday President Abraham Lincoln! Happy Birthday to You!

I paid my respects to President Lincoln on his 200th birthday, February 12th. What a neat guy. There were also many other people paying their respects (see the wreaths). Instead of a wreath, I sang the song "happy birthday" to him. For those of you asking yourselves right now, if I sang the "birthday medley" to him, I did not, for I was by myself and the "birthday medley" works much better with another person who also knows this version. And now, some of you are wondering what the "birthday medley" is. Call me on your birthday. I'll sing it to you.


Then, I headed over to the National Archives for a look-a-see at the Emancipation Proclamation. It was on loan to the National Archives for President Lincoln's birthday. I actually have no idea where the Emancipation Proclamation is on loan from, but this day I saw it and here is a picture of it. The handwriting is actually really big, that surprised me.

Also of note, here is the building for the offices of the Internal Revenue Service. As I was walking around downtown DC, I passed this building and thought you would all like to see a snapshot of the place where people are feverishly working for you :)

Natural History Museum

This is a lovely life-sized elephant that you see when you first walk in the museum. I named him Lovely Elelphant. Sometimes when you go see museums, you see them with other people. I know, quite a shocker, isn't it? And sometimes those other people have children, and sometimes those children are not quite willing to cooperate. So, as we explored the Natural History Museum, we didn't see all of it but, I did take pictures of the finer things of nature's history.

The Ocean Hall. Pretty much everything in the Ocean Hall creeped me out or disgusted me, no pictures of the ocean.

The Mammal Room. What makes a mammal a mammal? Luckily I have the answer for you. If you are not in, or teaching elementary school right now, you will remember that mammals produce milk and also have hair. This is what makes a mammal a mammal. However, they are now teaching the children that in order to be a mammal you must also have special ear bones. It gets more complicated all the time. Next they'll be teaching the children about diaphragms and jaw bones, what is the world coming to?

You would think that these pictures of the mammals would creep me out, as did many things in the ocean, but they did not, they fascinated me. I love the natural history we are teaching the children here. Sure, they had normal animals for the kids to enjoy, but we must also note the predators and victims of nature. "Look honey, high abover your head, there's a very satisfied looking leopard in a tree with it's dinner. Don't worry dear, the antelope had it coming to him and plus, the leopard has to eat, right?"

On to the Dinosaur Room. I couldn't really get a good picture of this because of the many screaming tykes who wanted their picture with the dinosaur too. I just like to take this moment to thank my dentist for taking such good care of my teeth, otherwise they might be the same color as Rex's teeth. Rex's teeth look a lot sharper though.

“I cannot live without books.” Thomas Jefferson, June 10, 1815

You were right, you were all right. Right that you knew I wouldn't be able to keep this updated. I always have such good intentions and I think about updating it all the time. But you knew better, you knew I couldn't follow through. Enjoy this new post but old experience as a reward for your rightness.

I went to the Library of Congress on February 6th. This may have been the tippy top of my list to make it here. It is the largest library in the world. Unfortunately, the more interesting parts of the library are unable to be photographed, which causes much sadness. Just so you know, my mouth was gaping open through almost the whole self-guided tour (don't bother with a docent tour, they are boring, don't talk loudly enough, and make unfunny docent jokes). The Gutenberg Bible is here and it is very pretty. Also, Thomas Jefferson's collection of over 6,000 books; he sold it to the Library of Congress to help get it started, wasn't that nice? And now they're all on display carefully behind glass, patroled by book guards and glaring signs that say "no photographs." At least I have a good memory.

They do let you take pictures of the Entrance Hall. It is quite impressive, as you can see.

This is unrelated, but still in the Library of Congress, so I guess it's well, related. They also have other exhibits that don't have a lot to do with books, like the Bob Hope exhibit and also the Gershwin exhibit. This is George Gershwin's piano and me. I think I am long enough that I can reach over the glass and play it, don't you think? Oh yes, that's right, I abide by rules.

American History Museum

There are many Smithsonian Museums in Washington, DC (19 actually, now that I know that, I have just made it my goal to visit all 19 of them). They're all called things like the "National Museum of American History" and the "National Air and Space Museum" but since most things here are "national" all the locals just kind of leave the fanciness of the name out and call it simply the "Air and Space Museum," I promise, people know what you're talking about.

Trying to fit in with the locals (I thought about saying "natives" but most people here are not native to here), the title of this one is American History Museum. Now you just must remember that since I am in DC, it is the "National Museum of American History." This was a very long explanation for a very simple subject, probably one that nobody cares about. Tough!

Melina and I went to the American History Museum about a week ago (I know, I'm trying to keep up, but the laziness is still clinging to me). There we had to see the most important things such as the Ruby Slippers, which do not come in my size. They're like a size 5, Judy Garland had very small feet. They are so small that I can't even pretend to be Dorothy Gale and tap dance around an imaginary yellow brick road. Nevermind that they're behind glass and highly protected.

Remember Sesame Street? I do. Kermit the Frog was here too. We had a lovely discussion about rainbows and connections and the number 12. I chose to take the picture with the slightly less famous Oscar the Grouch because he is a little more my style. The fame hasn't quite gone to his head yet. In fact, he's a little bitter about it, and it made me grumpy just talking to him. Gosh, grouchy people are a drag. Scram!

They have many other exhibits. Like the one for Abraham Lincoln (he turns 200 this year), and that stovepipe hat of his. On display is also the Star-Spangled Banner. Not just an American flag, the American flag. It's a banner and it's spangled in stars, and thus the non-heroic, but very poetic Francis Scott Key found courage in seeing it flying high even though he was locked in the dungeon part of a boat just off shore. I'd have taken a picture, but it's very old and very delicate and they won't let you take pictures. And also, I always follow all rules.

The American History Museum also has a lovely exhibit of all the presidents of the United States. It's very interesting. There is even a little note in the Abraham Lincoln part that says the stovepipe hat is currently on loan to another exhibit, and yes, it directs you across the hall to where the Abraham Lincoln exhibit is. But, the most exciting part about the President Exhibit is where you get to see what it's like to give an inauguration speech. This is me giving my speech. Perhaps I should have put more thought into my inauguration gown.

I'm here!

Okay, I'm sorry, I've been here for over a week and I haven't posted anything (until right now). Really, I'm just a little lazy. Days go by fast too. Excuses of course, but I will try to keep this thing updated. I know, all of you are rolling your eyes at me, because you know better and you're probably right. Perhaps I'll defy odds, perhaps not. Only time will tell.

Melina made me this cute little sign for when I arrived. It makes me feel very very welcome, I mean, three exclamation points, wow.

Running here is so fun. There are over 300 miles of off-road trails throughout the city. Another nice thing is that there are no hills that have intentions to kill you. There are small inclines every once in a while, but nothing like the Rockies. And since hills and I have never gotten along (except when going down), the trails here and I are great friends.