A crapload of things have happened to us these past couple weeks. As you might know, a crapload is defined as the amount of crap it takes to fill 7 olympic-sized swimming pools, 8 milk vats, 14 2-liter bottles, 19 thimbles, and 4 syringes. That is an exact amount, by the way, I have personally 'done the math'*.
We have been crazy busy lately with going to school full-time and working full-time. Julia and I have also taken up jobs as balloon animal engineers (Don't call us clowns or we will break your thumbs, this is serious business) so we have that going for us, as well.
During these crazy past couple weeks, we have heard about (third hand, nobody ever directly calls us directly) Ben and Erica having their baby. Peter Maxwell Jacob born a few weeks ago somewhere in the neighborhood of 8 pounds (we don't remember the exact weight, but that's not important) We are thinking that the name stands for two things.
First, Peter probably comes from Peter Lorre, pictured below:

Peter Lorre was the star of many award-winning movies and quite the handsome beau. I am sure Ben and Erica saw their baby's bald head and saw an uncanny resemblance to the actor and couldn't resist.
Maxwell is an obvious nod to Maxwell Smart, the famous spy of the tv documentary, "Get Smart" Here is the spy himself shown defusing a shoe-bomb with his unusually large government-issued earlobes:
Overall, an excellent choice for names, in my opinion.
A few days later we received word that my mom had gotten her mission call to Australia. Naturally, I was worried, since Australia is filled with convicts, descendants of convicts, and future convicts. The last of these of course involve only those Australians still in the womb, since the average age of first conviction by Australian citizens is 8 months old.
Not that I am too worried, I once saw Mom take down a bear with a single thread and a needle. It was not a pretty sight, there was blood everywhere. I am sure if some drunken miscreants (aka: Australians) try anything funny, Mom will show them her kung fu.
Pictured below is Mom's recommended outfit for her mission so she can blend in with the natives:
Then, a few days after that, we received word that Tris and Dave had their 5th child, Cannon Jacob Foutz. There is no doubt as to the origins of his name.
When I heard that his first name was Cannon, I instantly knew where they got it from. Tris and Dave are avid Civil War reenactors and have a passion for all things ammunition. For some reason, they fight on the side of the South and are constantly bummed out by the lack of firepower on the side of the Confederates, so they named their son Cannon so that they always have a Cannon on their side. Cheesy, I know, but that is the honest truth, right from the horse's mouth.**
Also, Jacob is the last name of the greatest people on the earth. Did you know that a quick search of truefacts.com reveals that all people with the last name of Jacob have an average IQ of 217. True story.
The name just rolls off the tongue: Cannon Jacob Foutz. Oh yeah!
Julia made a couple new recipes, one being a turkey burger on a toasted english muffin with Apple and cranberry chutney. Delicious indeed! I could eat one every day and never get tired of it! Plus, it is made with ingredients scientifically proven to make you cooler, so it's got that going for it as well. :)
Then today, she made a cinnamon applesauce pumpkin chocolate chip with a apple cider cream cheese spread with raisins. Why have I never eaten this before? The flavors danced in my mouth and then gave it a massage. It was like eating perfection, then regurgitating it and re-eating it, to find it had somehow gotten better.
The foods in question:

Oh yeah! I love her, she is so amazing!!!
*No math was actually performed in the making of this blog post...if you get my drift.
**Unfortunately, Mr. Ed has been known to lie from time to time for financial gain. I paid him several hundred horsebucks for this information which I now suspect to be false...