HAPPY REFORMATION DAY!

city museum

We went to the best place ever. The City Museum. It has whales and stairs and parts of buildings and slides and trains and paint and turtles and airplanes and castles and ball pits and pipe organs and a cave system and a log cabin bar.
It is better than tom sawyer's island. It is better than all of disneyland and any other amusement park I've been to.

weather

It's getting cold! It will only get colder! What's the difference between partly cloudy and partly sunny?

Typical night in the Harbaugh Household

Trapped In The Drive-Thru

Add to My Profile | More Videos

worky

I have worked here for the last tow weeks in the sales department. It's not too bad, it's actually fun. Being a temp is not very fun, it's so transitory and agitating by nature. I'm learning that I value consistency and relationships in a work place. I miss Catherine's (Bob, Catherine and the dogs) and I miss feeling like I belong. The staff at CW is great however, and even got me a cool Halloween gift (pumpkin Body Wash!). I think they secretly want me to stay but sadly have no place for me when the lady I'm covering for comes back. I imagine her to be an overbearing witch monster trying to ruin my chances of a permanent position in STL, in all reality she, from the looks of her desk and desktop (I'm voyeuristic by nature) is a sick grandma who needs this job More then me.
Next week it's Back to the law office (where I was before) unless another lead or opportunity comes along. I would like to take this opportunity to give a shout out to all those ladies (Amanda, Lisa, Amber, Linda) looking or who had to look for a job recently. Shout!
OTHER then feeling tempy life is good. Fall is here and we had a sweet pumpkin carving party at Dave's and Kristen's. They have nice fun friends and we are spreading the gospel of celebrity (the game that is) to all we meet. I went to Indianapolis to visit old friends (Courtney and Eric) this weekend and it was nice to catch up. The drive was sureal. I drove through Terre Haute , where I lived for three years growing up. It still smelled like poop and Indiana still gives me the creeps. I swear there is something in the air there, if it was not for the great friends I have still kept over these years I would never go back. Watch, now we will end up there on Vicarage. Poop.

We book Christmas tickets soon!! We will spend Christmas in Santa Rosa and Thanksgiving in Michigan, we are very excited. The big bummer however, is that I do not think we will be able to venture out to Southern California this December :(. We are shooting for this Spring. It's cheaper and that way more people will hopefully be around.

Darren made a sweet video about the Octoberfest we went to a few weeks back. We will try to post that soon, maybe combine it with the Concordia Octoberfest taking place this friday! PROST!

harbaugh simpsons

Cool. We are Simpson characters.

Beans, Jesus, fish, bikes, and stuff

After many hot days, it is finally cooling down a bit here in St Louis. I give it a warm welcome. No, wait that doesn't make sense.
Anyway, Becca and I went on a bike ride today. It was joyous. Until the chain on my bike broke and I cursed at it.
Becca is making a bean soup thing with ham and onions and garlic and tomatoes. it smells yum.
Today I translated a verse where Jesus had bread and fish and blessed it. It made me hungry.
I also translated a verse where there was Jesus and scribes and priests and children. Someone was saying "Hosanna" and some other people were really mad. I'm not sure which was which, which probably means I should go study my participles a little more.
Then there was a verse I translated about Jesus walking around a lake. That did not make me hungry. But then it talked about Peter and Andrew fishing and then I got hungry again.
All in all, I think it was the fault of the bean soup. or Jesus and his crazy fish. But to play it safe, I'll stick with the beans.

grandparents and beer

Becca's grand parents came to visit. We went to the budweizer factory, church, and oktoberfest. In that order.