Come on Baby, Light My Fire

Introducing my new, and possibly very favorite, EcuaPrize...

**Warning--Tiny Nudity!! This might not be suitable for young children :) **

Yeah, she's pretty awesome.

Dave and I found her at an antique store in Cuenca this past week. We were looking for a lighter for our gas stove since the matches they sell in Ecuador are plastic sticks that bend whenever you run them across the lighter strip. Dave picked out a standard black Zippo lighter, boring.

When I saw this beauty, which I have named Bombera, I had to have her. I can't help but think that this is an item my grandfather would have loved, makes me love her even more.

We're Moving...

To celebrate the big transition to Vietnam, we at the Richert Ranch have decided to relocate webwise as well. It seems time for fresh starts all around. We hope you join us .

Beach Shmeach

After an almost two year experiement in living, Dave and I have come to the conclusion that we are not beach people. Sand? Not a fan. Being in a sea of people who, let's be honest, are a lot more confident in what they are wearing then they should be? I can live without it, my eyes will forever thank me. (Seriously? Speedos? Why are people letting their friends leave the house in those?) Yes, the ocean is beautiful. And big. And just a little frightening with all those crashing waves that pull you under water and provide that "I've just been tossed into a washing machine during the speed cycle" feeling. Besides that, I tend to burn. And then freckle. Not good. I can't help it...I wasn't born to be enchanted by the swaying palm trees and shimmering sunsets. I mean, I'm from Idaho . Give me the mountains anyday. And this is why Dave and I headed to Vilcabamba, Ecuador for Semana Santa, instead of following the rest of Ecuador to the coast. T...

Tag O' Rama

Confession: I love those getting to know you questionnaire, tag games, roving emails. I just can't help myself. I love reading what other people say, and I love filling them out myself. First off, I love discovering that new piece of quirky information that just wouldn't come up in typical conversation. "Oh, you once ate a live goldfish while dancing the mamba?" Interesting. Second, I love having to figure out my own answers. There are moments in our lives that are natural to share, and therefore always at the front of our minds. And there are those moments that don't fit in any socially natural box, they just are too obscure or bizarre to have an open forum. These tend to turn into the moments we cherish in someway, that we only share in those magical moments of unexpected confessions. They often define us, or show an aspect of our character that hasn't really gotten a chance to shine. After confessing these, and hearing them confessed, you usu...

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