Saturday, June 30, 2007
After getting the tub/shower in, we picked out a new floor. It's much darker than the old floor, so we decided to add more color all the way around and put some green paint in the bathroom as well. It's only on the walls around the shower and on the wall with the door, so it's not too overpowering.
The floor was a big pain. We'll see what the bill is when it arives. The installers were supposed to come on Tuesday and get it done in three hours. There were already three layers of vinyl on the floor, so they would have to remove those and then put the new Marmoleum in. When they took off the vinyl, they found chip board with some water damage. They took that off and found plywood with tile fragments on it. It had some water damage too. That's when they quit for the day. An hour and a half into the job and not even close to a new floor installed. Oh yeah, and they showed up three hours late. It's a good thing I have good friends who could come stay at the house when I had to go back to work.
On Wednesday, they only showed up two hours late and finished taking out all the old floor. Two more hours and no new floor installed.
On Thursday, they said they would be there at 9:30 to finish the job. At 11:40, they showed up and started the install. It required putting in a new piece of plywood, covering that will some goo, letting it dry, then putting in the floor. Oh, they also had to fill in the gap between the floor and the new shower. The old shower had a larger footprint, so it left the big gap. So, at 5:15 on Thursday, the "three-hour" job was finally done. The installers gouged the walls in the process, but the floor looks great. They also put in the rubber base in white to finish it off. Of course, all the DH can see is the quarter-inch gap they left between the base and the heating vent. Can you see it in the picture? Let me know. I'm interested. I think we'll replace it with painted wood base boards at some point, so I'm not going to worry about it. I'm just glad it's finally done.
Today is also the end of the month, so get ready for our first online book club discussion. I'll post my thoughts about the book tomorrow on July 1st and also announce the book for August.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
- Wear flip-flops without ever getting cold toes, except for during that quick afternoon thunderstorm with ten minutes of torrential rain
- Sleep with the windows open and a fan in the room
- Eat watermelon on the back deck and spit the seeds over the railing into the grass
- My birthday!
- Big fireworks displays at the Boise River Festival, the Freedom Festival, just over the hill in Sun Valley, or at the Mall in Washington D.C.
- Sit on the tailgait of the pickup to eat lunch and get some sun every day all summer long even though everything else about the sad hourly job isn't very fun
- Go to Sun Valley with family and friends and get the station wagon stuck in a river where no station wagon should have been driving
- Even though I'm shivering because I'm wet and cold, try not to burn my feet on the blacktop walking from swimming lessons to the car
- Root beer floats after fireworks on the fourth of July
- Riding bikes to the Fairmont pool to enjoy cool swimming
- Eat TCBY while watching David Letterman after getting home from waitressing
- Drive to Sun Mountain Lodge and smell the forest fire (and enjoy our wedding anniversary)
- Read on the couch while wrapped in a blanket to keep warm from the blasting air conditioning
- Watch the stars from the campin site (yes, I did say camping site) with no city lights to dull the milky way
- See flowers that I planted turn into lovely yard art
- Concerts at the park, zoo, pier, winery, etc.
- Picnics at the park
- Eat in the backyard (and the neighbors keeping their pool clean so we don't have too many mosquitos)
- Sit on the beach and read a novel while kids play in the sand and surf or fly kites
- shop at the farmer's market for fresh, local produce
- The Boys of Summer, especially watching Weaver pitch a shutout at Safeco field last night
This summer, I'm looking forward to seeing my family for some R&R, going to a few outdoor concerts, enjoying a few Mariner's games, and celebrating another anniversary with the DH. This year, we're going to hear music at a barn on the peninsula and then heading to Friday Harbor in the San Juan Islands.
Monday, June 18, 2007
We started out Saturday with the Race for the Cure. It was not my best race as I was not as prepared as I would like (due to swimming on part of my workout days), but I also had other troubles. It turns out that I've been taking medication on an empty stomach that lowers my blood sugar. Bad choice, if you were wondering. It messed up my race in addition to lowering my blood sugar more than was healthy. No harm was done though and we finished the race in record slow time.
Saturday afternoon we headed to Hermiston, OR where the DH's sister lives and parents were visiting. We saw the Fantastic Four movie that night and then spent most of the day Sunday with the family. It was great to see all of them again and we really enjoyed ourselves. The DH especially enjoyed eating gooseberry pie for the first time. I don't like it at all, but I knew my dad would be jealous. It's his very favorite and the DH loved it too.
We ended with the longish drive home and we're back to the grind today.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
My father is a man who loves tradition. When we were children, he and my mother found great ways to make traditions out of whatever seemed to happen. My birthday is on the 4th of July, so one year we were heading out of town for a long weekend on the morning of the 4th. In an effort to avoid traveling with all those unopened presents and a cake, we celebrated at breakfast with cake and ice cream (at least two of the four food groups represented) and presents. We all loved it, so from that time on, we celebrated all of our birthdays at breakfast. It was a grand way to start your birthday and many of us still celebrate that way as adults. He also introduced a ladybug in the toe of our Christmas stockings and yearly summer vacations as a family. Although we didn’t appreciate his tradition of leaving for the road at 5:00 a.m., we all learned to endured it without too much complaint.
As a child, I saw my father carry on a tradition from his own father. I was always delighted to hear him ask, “Whose girl are you?” My answer was always the same, “Yours!” It only got confusing when my grandfather would ask me the same question. This tradition made me feel loved, even adored by the most important men in my life. Studies have shown the importance of strong male role models for both girls and boys. Girls with strong male role models are less likely to engage in dangerous behavior as teenagers. I’ve been blessed by the wonderful example my father has given me of what it means to be a responsible and loving husband and father. This example will bless many generations.
I so appreciate the tradition of faith that my father has passed on from his father and many generations that came before him. I’m blessed by the faithfulness of my father and the many ways that he has taught me lessons of faith. I learned the importance of listening to the Spirit when we went to Disneyland as a young family. There were four children ranging in age from ten to four. My grandparents came along, so there was a one to one ratio of children to adults, but the park is a very big place. My youngest sister somehow found her way onto Main Street unattended and panicked when she realized she was lost. My father was in a shop and felt that he needed to go out into Main Street and walk toward the other end. As he did this, he found a nice woman who had found the crying, lost girl. His sensitivity to the spirit avoided what could have been a terrifying experience for both my parents and my lost little sister.
Service has also been an important tradition I learned from my father. When we were young, our congregation had the assignment of helping to cultivate what seemed like acres of tomatoes throughout the summer. This meant going out to the church farm about once a month to weed. Now, mind you, I’ve never enjoyed gardening much, but this was even worse than normal gardening. There was none of the fun, just weeding. And tomatoes meant tomato bugs. If you’re not familiar with them, be grateful. They’re like something out of a bad dream – plump and green and big, at least by bug standards. I think Jaba the Hut was patterned after a tomato bug. In spite of the tomato bugs, and even because of them, we had our work cut out for us. I think it would have been easier for my parents to leave us home and get the work done without us, but they took us every time. We learned to work. We associated with people who were enjoying themselves while serving. We learned to serve with a happy heart. At least that was the intended lesson. I’ll admit that I choose my service outside of the farming industry now, but I still enjoy helping others.
Perhaps the most important tradition passed on from my father, is the tradition of life-long learning. My father is dyslexic and has always struggled with reading. I remember him asking me how to spell really easy words when I was ten or twelve and actually telling my father to sound it out. It’s a very embarrassing memory now, but I think I’ve gotten over my rudeness and I know my father has forgiven my childish behavior (over and over again, I’m grateful to say). In spite of the struggle that reading has always been, he continues to read books that are difficult by any standard and that help him grow in ways that only books can. He encourages and enjoys the lively discussions that result from reading things that challenge your norms. I love that my father trusted me to read information that was critical of my religion when I was in high school. It helped me grow spiritually and to trust my own intellect. My father is a very wise man, and learned to boot.
I continue to learn from my father and hope to for many years to come. His example of love, service and learning continue. For that I am grateful. Happy Father’s Day dad!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
1. The DH
2. My parents and siblings and their families. (I know it’s really a lot more than one, but it just seems silly to list them all out.)
3. My really good friends. I think you know who you are, and you, yes even though you’re not sure, you’re probably on that list.
4. My co-workers. I have a really amazing team at work. We have some ugly customers, but my team is so great. Really good people.
5. An amazing blogger community. Even though I’m a lurker at most sites, I learn so much from all of you and I’m always entertained.
6. My home in Seattle, especially since the DH is here with me.
7. My old home in Boise. I really miss Boise and hope to return at some point.
8. Sun Valley, Id. This is one place that holds great memories, from childhood ski and camping trips to sisters weekends with the Nuffer girls, to family reunions, it’s just a great place to visit.
9. The Oregon Coast. I love just about any place near the water, but the Oregon Coast has to be my favorite.
10. Victoria, B.C., especially after going there on my honeymoon. The DH and I had a wonderful time there.
11. Washington D.C. has so much history and other wonderful things that I just can’t get enough time there to see all the wonderful things.
12. Salt Lake City and surroundings where I spent my college years. I also have some amazing friends there and can’t get back often enough.
13. Jackson Hole, Wy and Yellowstone Park. It’s not so different from Sun Valley, except that it’s farther away. I have great memories of that area as well. I especially like the Jenny Lake area.
14. My bed. Enough said.
15. Pike Place Market. The energy there is just marvelous.
16. Art in the Park at Julia Davis Park in Boise. It’s the weekend after Labor Day and so much fun.
17. My back yard, especially when the lawn is mowed and the flower beds are weeded (by someone else).
18. Greenlake walking path. It’s my favorite place to get out in the world and exercise in the fresh air (even though I exercise at the gym far more than outside).
19. The green belt in Boise, much for the same reasons as the Greenlake walking path.
20. Temple Square in Salt Lake. It’s so peaceful and spiritually uplifting.
21. Stumbling Goat in Seattle’s Phinney Ridge neighborhood. It’s where the DH and I ate on our first date and the food is amazing!
22. Palisade Restaurant in Seattle’s Magnolia neighborhood. The DH and I got a gift certificate for the restaurant as a wedding present. I don’t think I’ll ever afford to eat there again, but it’s great food.
23. Red Mill Burgers in Seattle’s Phinney Ridge neighborhood. I think they’re my favorite burgers and onion rings. I could eat there any day of the week.
24. Musashi sushi in Seattle’s Wallingford neighborhood. This is one place you can get full on sushi for less than $15. Outstanding!
25. Cottonwood Grill in Boise. The location is beautiful in addition to the great food they serve.
26. The Wave in Boise. I put it on the list even though they went out of business. I’m still crying over that one. They even beat out Red Mill.
27. My favorite chain sit-down restaurant of all is Macaroni Grill.
28. My favorite fast food is probably Subway, though I love a McDonald’s Egg McMuffin for breakfast.
29. All time favorite is A Room with a View. I love that movie.
30. The Princess Bride
32. When Harry Met Sally
33. Just about any James Bond movie
34. Any Indiana Jones movie
35. The original Star Wars trilogy
36. Billy Elliot
37. While You Were Sleeping
38. Guys and Dolls
43. Neko Case
45. Annie Lennox
46. The Beatles
47. Carbon Leaf
49. Norah Jones
50. “Night Swimming” by R.E.M.
51. “They Dance Alone” by Sting
52. “Passionate Kisses” by Mary Chapin Carpenter
53. “More Love” by the Dixie Chicks
54. “Feels Like Home” by Bonnie Raitt
55. “Bleed Like Me” by Garbage
56. “Fernando” by ABBA
57. “Iris” by Goo Goo Dolls
58. “Mais Que Nada” by Sergio Mendez and Brazil 66
59. “Grandma’s Feather Bed” by John Denver
60. “Russian Easter Overture” by Rimsky Korsokov
61. Beethoven’s 9th Symphony
62. A Month in the Country by JL Carr and Michael Holroyd
63. My Antonia by Willa Cather
64. A Man for All Seasons by Robert Bolt
65. Shakespeare’s sonnets (yes, I know that’s not really a book)
66. 1,000 Pieces of Gold by Ruthan Lum McCunn
67. Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl
68. My mom’s fried chicken with new potatoes and cream gravy. This is my very favorite meal and it’s the best when you eat it in late August with potatoes from the garden and some fresh corn on the cob from some guy selling out of the back of his pickup. That’s home and heaven all in one. (It brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it.)
69. Homemade macaroni and cheese.
70. Risotto made with the authentic Italian recipe I got from my old roommate Jill. It’s from the Italian cooking school she went to. In Italy. Taught by real Italians. Teaching her how to make real Italian food.
71. My mom’s spaghetti. I can’t repeat it and no other spaghetti tastes quite right to me.
72. Evelyn’s rolls (but homemade by me).
73. Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.
74. Watermelon. The DH swears he could lure me into anything with watermelon.
75. My Minnesota Golden Gophers sweatshirt. I don’t know why I love it so, but I do.
76. Comfy jeans.
77. Bare feet. (I know that’s not really an article of clothing, but this seemed the best category for it.) I hate having socks on – ever! And I don’t like wearing shoes unless I have to.
78. Open toed shoes that show off my pedicure.
79. My engagement ring and wedding band.
80. Big hugs from the DH.
81. The awesome earrings the DH bought me at the airport last month.
82. Grilling in the back yard with friends.
84. The DH’s clean shaven face.
85. New shoes. Well, new clothes too.
86. Clean sheets.
87. All the chores done.
88. The smell (and sound) of bacon cooking.
89. Breakfast made by the DH.
90. Laughing babies.
91. Swimming two whole laps without stopping and while breathing off to the side instead of lifting my head straight out of the water.
92. Birthdays. (This is mostly for the cake, not the presents.)
93. Fireworks, especially the really huge displays that you see at big events.
94. First snow.
95. The feel of a crisp fall morning.
96. 72 degrees and sunny skies.
97. Having a job that challenges me.
98. Taking fun pictures.
99. Feeling healthy and happy.
100. Being so blessed in so many ways that I can hardly think how to show my gratitude.
P.S. I'm back online at home, but no wireless network. Baby steps. The DH is happy again, or at least he will be when I finish this post and let him get on the internet.
- I love to sing and I really like my voice. It brings me a lot of joy to sing and to share my talent with other people.
- I'm good at problem solving and coming up with new solutions. My dad's theory is that it's part laziness, but it's also part good, old-fashioned, smarts.
- I'm strong. I might not look really fit, but I work hard at being strong and I love how it feels. It helps me feel good about myself.
- I'm forgiving. We had a lesson on forgiveness in church and I realized that I really don't hold onto things that people do that are hurtful to me. I remember some things, like the woman pointing out how sad it was that I was single at 37 when I ran into her in the temple, but that's because it makes a funny story, not because I hold bad feelings about it. Really, it's a funny story. I'll tell you the whole thing some time.
- I'm funny. And it's not just my looks (bu-dump-bump). I love to make people laugh and I do it a lot. Mostly, it's even on purpose (but not always).
- I'm a leader. I don't really even try to be, but it just happens. I usually like this about myself, though sometimes it creates more work. (See #2 for why that might be a bad thing.)
- I love to learn and to read about random things. It makes NPR a treat, except when they talk about the war for hours on end. I read pretty fast, and I remember a lot of what I read and hear, so I have a lot of random facts in my head. It's just too bad I can never retreive the right ones when I'm playing Trivial Pursuit.
It's a bit sad that it was harder than I expected to come up with seven things I love about myself. I think we should all think about these things more often. It's good for the sould. If you haven't already joined in this meme, get on the bandwagon now. It'll be fun. Trust me!
P.S. I still don't have internet access at home. It's making me crazy, but I hate the thought of calling the help desk, so I painted the bathroom instead. Crazy avoidance tactics, but they work for me (sort of).
P.P.S. It's Flag Day today and it's my cute brother Gage's birthday. Shout out to our country and our flag today. And, shout out to Gage for a very happy birthday!
Monday, June 11, 2007
- My DH never had internet access before moving in with me, but now he’s an addict. You’d think I took his crack pipe away considering the reaction I got when he found out he couldn’t update his fantasy baseball roster. It’s funny now, but that’s only because he came to my office with me on Sunday and did his update.
- The Duchess had her ultrasound and found out the baby is a boy. Congratulations to the Duke and Duchess of Yarnation!
- I couldn’t access my book club titles to finish the contest, so I didn’t have a winner on Friday. I decided to let the Duchess play, even though she was late with her submissions. I love being in charge and changing the rules on a whim. I'll try not to make it a habbit though. And, the winner is…. (drum roll please) Lucy's Eclectic Literature Club. I'll be delivering a copy of our book of the month to An Ordinary Mom. Thanks everyone for playing along! Thanks to my mom and dad for judging all of the entries and deciding on that one.
- Seattle weather is crazy. We planned a BBQ for Saturday and ate at the dinner table. Fortunately, the company was outstanding, so it really didn’t matter where we ate. And the best part was that we ate the best pork ribs the DH has ever made, in my opinion.
- Between swimming lessons and physical therapy (for chronic back pain over the last six years), my training schedule is all off. The Race for the Cure is this Saturday and I’m guessing I’ll end up walking far more than running. Bummer! The good news is that my back won’t hurt when I’m done.
- The D.H. and I went to the flooring store to pick out a new floor for the bathroom. We’re not very good at this kind of thing yet. We’re working on it though. We picked out some great Marmoleum in a color called Watermelon. I think it will look great when it’s installed. Tonight, I’ll pick some paint to go with it on the shower install wall as an accent to the drab beige in the rest of the bathroom.
- I really miss blogging when I’m away for a few days. I realize there’s not much action over the weekend, but I still missed it.
That's all for now!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
I decided that I need to be able to swim in addition to my other workouts. (It's not so I can participate in the Danskin triathlon though. It's just for variety and better overall fitness. If I happen to do Danskin, it's just a coincidence. Really.)
I've had three lessons now and I've been able to do three crawl strokes in a row with correct breathing. Are you amazed at my progress? Well, it's a lot of progress for me, anyway. My instructor is really nice, so he never laughs out loud, but I'm sure he's laughing on the inside.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Work is great, so I'm not really complaining. I'm just saying that the day wasn't really fantastic -- that is, until I got home. And there was a package. And it was from the organic fruit of the month club that my delightful parents signed us up for as a Christmas gift that just keeps on giving.
The box had strawberries on the outside, but even more fabulous than strawberries, it had CHERRIES ON THE INSIDE. BIG ROSEY RED RIPE BING CHERRIES! Cherries, I tell you, that taste like heaven. And that is how my day ended in a wonderful way.
And then I sanded the mud around the bathtub. Life is good.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
I would also like to look at a variety of literary styles and forms, so it won’t just be fiction loved by Lucy. I’m trying on new books and hope you like it. I’m reading books I haven’t read before, so there may be some we love and some we hate. What the heck. It will be fun!
The book for June is The Painted Veil, by W. Somerset Maugham.
The great Maugham here offers the 1925 story of Kitty Fane, an adulterous wife forced to take a hard look at her own life after her husband takes her to where there is a cholera epidemic. The things she thought important suddenly don't seem so. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Here at last is the lowdown on how to manage your finances with the man in your life. Money is the #1 problem couples fight about, says beloved Washington Post financial columnist Michelle Singletary. Acknowledging that most fights about money are usually about something else-like feelings of fear or resentment-Singletary stresses the value of open dialogue. In her trademark no-holds-barred style, she shows us how to handle the entire range of financial issues couples face-from splitting the dinner bill when dating to planning for retirement together after years of marriage.
I'm looking forward to having a great online discussion about The Painted Veil starting on July 1st.
P.S. Let's make it even more fun by having a contest. Help me name the new online book club. I'll ask 2 non-partial judges to determine the winner and send a copy of The Painted Veil or Your Money and Your Man (winner's choice) to the winner of the contest. All submissions must be logged in comments to this post on or before midnight (PST) Thursday, June 7th with judging on Friday the 8th.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Thursday night, the DH spent over three hours breaking up the tub and ripping out drywall and insulation to prep for the plumber Friday. (He's beautiful in his safety glasses!) It was a really messy job with all kinds of nasty things flying through the air. I think the cleanup took longer than the demolition -- though that may almost always be the case. I think the DH may have actually enjoyed breaking up the tub with a sledge hammer, but it was downhill from there. Removing the fawcet included turning off the water main and going without water over night. Good thing the DH could shower at our dear Penny's house, so he didn't have to go to bed covered in sweat, dust, and other things that flew onto him in the process.
On Friday, the plumber installed the shower/tub combo and left us (or should I say, left the DH) with the finishing work. That means he has to put in the drywall, tape and mud it, texturize, and paint. No problem! Today, the DH had his friend The Duke come over to help and they got all the drywall put up. It will take a few days to get the rest of it done, but we're making great progress!