A Note on Archaeology

Whew.

My wife has told me she is very disappointed that I am not blogging as frequently as I used to. Well, who knew she even cared? I must say that with my father and my brother both blogging, the Jones family name is still in the blogosphere. I don't know that I would claim my brother after his most recent blog about the ladies room, but he is a blood relation.

As for me, I am fine and the family here in the castle is fine. The Teenager is busily involved in yet another year of High School Swimming (she placed 2nd in the most recent 100 M Backstroke event) and Touchdown is busy with swimming lessons (the Wife practically lives at the pool). Lil Indy is now in full destructo mode as he travels from one room to the other destroying things. He has emptied out the Wife's purse a mere hundred times.

As for the Wife, she has had a rough week. Her uncle passed away this week (a heartfelt condolences go out to her extended family) and her work has been a struggle (she deserves a raise). I love her very much and support her in everything she is doing.

As for me, I am loving my job. It is amazing how much a great job can influence your personal well-being. Just this week, I found a piece of Southern Paiute pottery, an Archaic arrowhead called a Sudden Side-Notched, an arrowhead called an Elko Eared, and a series of Rock Art Panels that were well known but never recorded. It was a lot of fun. I hope to figure out how my camera phone works so I can show all of you my finds, but until then I'll just talk like an archaeologist and bore my wife to tears.

Its all good. Happy Halloween everybody.

A Note on Innovation

I am now a cell phone owner. Much to my dismay, the Wife has purchased a cell phone so that I can remain in touch no matter where I am in the world. She almost bought me a pink cell phone but I lucked out and I was able to get a blue one (the last one at RadioShack).

Oh, and I almost forgot to tell everyone that the Teenager now has a learning permit to drive. The entire neighborhood is in a state of alert. Yesterday, we let her drive the van home from Dutchman's Market and she did well until she tried a left hand turn. Apparently she doesn't really have a good feel for how fast a car should be travelling when the turn is executed. 35 mph is a bit quick. We made the turn but little Touchdown exclaimed, "That was a little scary!" I agreed with the assessment.

Our life's are quickly spiralling out of control. The minivan on two wheels is not a pretty scene.

A Note for the Old Man

Yep, the Old Man (aka the Wizard, Grandpa Jones, my father) has decided to enlighten us all by starting his own blog. I am a bit apprehensive, however, for fear that he will reveal all of my secrets, but he does that already on my blog, so.....big deal!

I don't know what happened to my blogroll so you can access his blog here if you like. Good luck and remember that you all asked for it and now you got it.

A Note from Milford

Just thought I would send you all a little hello from Milford, Utah. It is going splendidly. As a reward for your patience, I am adding a few little fotos of the King and his finds.

Here I am recording an Anasazi rubble mound and its associated junk. Yeah, that's me looking so svelte. As for what I found...check out the olivella bead. Not that impressive, but we were all excited.

I'll check in with you all later this week.