the blog is back.... well our lives have been crazy, but we just found out over x-mas that people actually read our blog, so we decided to continue... here is a copy of our x-mas letter for those whose address we lack... but let me say you are all worth the price of a stamp.
Dear sir or madam,
Well another year has past. It’s finally time to deck the halls, trim the tree and the one time a year when hiding things from a spouse or loved one does not end with in a messy investigation and/or court hearing. Yes… it is the holidays, and so it’s time for the much anticipated but horribly executed Powelson Christmas letter.
When we last left the Kim and Richard they were wandering amongst the tranquil forests of Wenatchee completely numb to their own boredom. In all honesty neither Richard nor Kim can remember much about the first three months of 2008. They joined a gym that had a special: “Free three-night vacation if you work-out 100 times”. So most of the beginning of 2008 was spent walking in place while watching Tele Novella or The Food Network depending on who had the remote. Near the end of March, Eagle Administration offered Richard a full time position. This meant that instead of starring at a screen doing a remedial task in the scanning room, he now starred at screen doing a remedial task in the credit department. Plus, if he did literally become bored to the point of death, he would have benefits.
Spring began with a bang! Richard and Kim took a somewhat impromptu vacation to Seattle. The main idea of this trip was to experience effulgent rapture amongst The Experience Music Project and Science Fiction Museum. For those of you who have not had this experience, it is where one can walk around looking at artifacts from bands no body has ever herd of…Then, walk down a hall viewing replicas of props used in movies no self-respecting person ever claims to have watched. Although, they do have Sir Mix a-lot’s drum machine (they specify that it in not the actual drum machine used to record “Baby got Back”). At first, the Experience reminds Richard of his many walks through pawn shops, but then he remembered that he never paid 40 bucks to walk around a pawn shop.
Later that April, future adventures began to take root. It all began when Richard was reminded, via MySpace, that he had been out of high school for 10 years. So, it was time for the forces of “The Class of 98” to reunite and expose how many of the popular girls have ruined their bodies with Rocky Road ice cream and/or multiple childbirths. This “reunion” became the perfect storm that would force Ivar Hillesland, Michael Cooper and Richard Powelson to sync their power rings of musical ability and bring about that magical force, known to the world as Rock and Roll Band. As if five albums of Genius were not enough to end the world’s problems. Rock and Roll band decided to record a sixth album. For album release date, consult The Book of Revelations.
This, of course, is a good segue into the summer of ‘08. Richard and sometimes Kim spent most of there time driving down to the Tri-city area on weekends for Rock’n Roll band practice and relearning the songs they had worked on the previous weekend. Kim went on some private vacations to Spokane to deal with the stress of being married to a man obsessed with his art. But Richard kept his eye on the prize. As the smoke cleared on the fateful August afternoon when Rock and Roll band declared their work was done (mostly because Ivar had to go back to Connecticut), they were left with twelve songs whose topics include: how much we are going to miss President Bush, Wolf-man real estate agents, and secret tears.
Around this time our friend Blaise said the agency he works for might have a job for Richard. They set up an interview for the first weekend in August. Three days before the interview, Blaise called and said they had a master’s level position open for Kim. This seemed a lot easier then a long distance internet marriage based around building a small hut in the Orc village of World of Warcraft in which they wile away the hours discussing virtual finances and who has enough attack points to slay a goat for dinner. So long story short, both got jobs at Lutheran Community Services – Richard in suicide prevention services, and Kim is in mental health hospitalization alternative services.
Then in came the fall. It began with a move to the tri-cities and was followed by 4 months of nothing but good-luck and fortune. Of course Kim misses all her kiddos in Wenatchee that she worked with and Richard really misses being micro-managed and the many lectures about taking his full hour lunch. Being closer to family and friends has allowed us to decrease travel time and return to our hobbies, hopes and dreams. Kim has been reading a lot and painting more and more. She finished her first scrap book and one whole page of the much anticipated wedding scrap book that people are dying to look through. Richard is in a new band doing what he always wanted to do, play rock organ. For those that don’t know, being rather awkward, Richard was forced to use “guitar player” status to get female attention during his bachelor years. Now that he has a permanent groupie, the black key furry is being unleashed. Both Richard and Kim have enjoyed working in the same building and having a lunch buddy to sit next to in the staff room. They also enjoy spending time with the next generation. This includes their newest niece Olive, whom most predict will become a sarcastic hipster who is mad at the world because she spent her first three years of life looking like a dude.
Well I guess that’s it for now. We love some of you, and have some sort of affection for the rest of you who receive this letter. We hope you all have a warm holiday season no matter what race, creed or color you may claim. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and to our friends in Olympia, have and holly jolly Winter Solstice free from evangelical pressure. May God/Nature/Xenu bless you all…
X-mas was also great. 
