I had some music playing the other morning from one of my new favorite CDs, Redemption Songs, by Jars of Clay. The song playing was "Nothing But the Blood of Jesus." It's kind of an upbeat rock version of the traditional hymn. All of a sudden I heard Joey singing, "Nothing, nothing" with the chorus. I'm glad he appreciates my taste in music. I have a feeling that won't always be the case.

It's just been one of those kind of days. The kind of day where I tried to put Joey down for a nap at 8:00 am. His normal nap time is 1:00 pm.

It's a good thing he's cute.

About six months ago, I wrote a post on our new fish tank, and how I accidentally killed four of our six fish. Oh, that was just the beginning of our death toll. Since then, we've killed many, many of our little aquatic friends. It seems like every time we try a new batch of fish, they all die. Well, they all die, except one little guy who has made it since the beginning. This fish is invincible. And for that reason, Andy finally named him Charles Bronson.

Charles Bronson is an actor that was in a bunch of older movies like The Dirty Dozen, and The Great Escape, where pretty much everyone in the movie dies except him. Andy always thought this was a fun cinematic allusion to make when referencing someone too tough to die, so you can't imagine how thrilled he is to now have a fish named after him. Andy looks positively gleeful when he loudly announces that he needs to go clean out Charles Bronson's tank. It's also pretty funny when Joey greets our fish with, "Hey Bronson!"

He's getting so good, he's now instructing others.

Since we've had Joey, I pretty much always refer to Andy as "Daddy" or "Honey." Andy once commented that it's rare when I actually use his name. In spite of this, Joey figured out that Daddy's name is also Andy, and he calls him that quite frequently now. Sometimes when he's calling "Daddy" and he doesn't get a response he'll try "Andy." Other times he just says both. I have to admit, I think it's funnier than Andy does. Then the other day, Joey called me "Megan." He actually seemed to have a glint in his eye like he knew he was being funny. What a stinker!

If you haven't heard, we had an earthquake yesterday. The epicenter was north of us somewhere near Los Angeles, but we felt it a bit down here.

It was a moderate sized earthquake, but to hear the news you would have thought we were on the brink of falling into the ocean. I was trying to listen to Dr. Laura on the radio, and I had to endure an hour of "continuous live coverage" of the earthquake. The reporters actually seemed disappointed that there were no reports of damage or injuries.

As there was nothing too newsworthy, most of the hour was spent having people call in and share their harrowing stories. It was call after call of people basically saying, "I totally felt the earthquake." The radio guys kept asking, "Did you see any damage...did anything fall off the walls?" And the answer was always, "Uh...no."

One caller must have been new to the whole earthquake experience. At one point he said, "We didn't know when [the earthquake] was going to end, but thankfully, it did." The poor guy was under the impression that not all earthquakes end. I can see why he was a little freaked!

For those of you who have read my blog for over a year, you know my summer time blogging is spotty at best. I'm not going to lie, I have really enjoyed my unannounced blogging break---well, except for the guilty feelings.

Our summer has been busy, busy, busy. Let me explain...no, let me sum up (bonus points to the person who recognizes that quote).

My sister is home from college so that's always a huge summer treat. She often stops by on her way home from work. Joey loves "Rae-Rae," and even calls out for her when he's supposed to be napping.

Andy and I went to my 10-year high school reunion a couple of weeks ago. I was really excited about it, but people warned me that the 10-year reunion can be kind of awkward because people are still pretty immature. We ended up having a really fun time, and everyone that I talked to was very friendly and excited to be there.

We didn't think we were going to have an official vacation this summer, but then we found out at the last minute that Andy's brother, Timmy was visiting his parents from Philadelphia. Thankfully, we just had to reschedule a couple of things and then we were off to Phoenix. Andy, Timmy, and their friend, Dave Logan basically held a video game convention for the weekend with periodic swimming breaks. We all had a great time.

We've had lots of visitors this summer, which is a great part of living in San Diego. Our good friends from Albuquerque stayed with us for a couple of nights, Dave Logan came over for the 4th of July weekend, and a friend I taught with in Albuquerque stopped by with her husband earlier this week. It was so fun catching up with old friends.

Joey is developing by leaps and bounds. How fascinating it is to watch a little person grow up! Potty training is going really well. I feel pretty confident he'll be fully potty trained (during the day) by the time he turns two. He also says more and more words all the time. The most recent thing he likes to say is, "song," when requesting a bedtime lullaby. Sometimes he even says, "la-la song," so instead of singing words I am supposed to just sing, "La la la..."

As our summer continues, I'm sure it will stay busy. I'm hoping to get back to fairly consistent blogging, so hopefully I will post pictures soon!