26 February 2006
A few days after shopping, Ross found the red milk in the 'fridge. "RED MILK," he cried! Oh, the joy!
Lars skidded into the kitchen, full of pride. "That's what I got for you," he said, "What I got for you what's your favorite!" Ross practically threw himself at Lars in a hug that might have crushed them if they hadn't both been so full of happiness. Who needs cookies when you have RED milk?
1. My husband urged me to start ice-skating lessons last year when there wasn't any NHL to watch and now I play left wing for the Bridgewater Wings C team.
2. In 44 days, we are taking the kids on a surprise trip to Disney World!
3. After years of trying to gain weight, I've finally figured out the secret: exercise. All those years I was a lump I couldn't keep a pound on...but I've gained at least 10 pounds since I started playing hockey in September.
4. I am jealous of my husband because he drives a Zamboni.
5. Chris and I sometimes put the kids to bed early so we can play networked computer games together.
I'll tag Spice Girl and bibliofilly...
21 February 2006
20 February 2006
17 February 2006
The exact location of our well has been something of a mystery since we bought the house two years ago and we've been so busy fixing everything else that finding the well didn't seem very important. Last week, though, our water pressure went from mediocre to mildly unacceptable. A day or so later, I stood in rapt confusion in the back hallway, listening as an odd chorus of glug-glug-glugging happened in the pipes. On investigation, it turned out that the water seemed to be leaking out of our pipes when the taps were shut off. We'd open a tap and get air spurts before actual water would appear and the amount of actual water ranged from a trickle to randomly spaced drips...in either case, not good! So, a well guy was called. He came over, charged for the visit, and wrote up a heart-attack causing quote for work that entailed finding the well, raising the well (due to new regulations about how far down the top of it can be placed), replacing the pump and changing the pipes to the house to code compliant material (on the assumption that if he would have to raise the well, the pipe material would also need updating). Chris looked worried and I was livid - the work outline seemed reasonable but I thought the guy's estimate was way out of line and made Chris get another estimate. Thankfully, one of our neighbors was able to recommend a well guy who came over on Wednesday and gave the same work outline, plus said we'd have to replace the UV lamp in our filter, and estimated it would cost less than 1/3 what the other guy said. The wash of relief was almost as good as a shower would have been! Still a sizable chunk, but not so daunting as to elicit heart palpatations. They arrived today to do the work. Here's what they found:
1. The well! Happily, someone had already raised the top, which whacked a nice chunk off the price.
2. The pump. Sadly, whomever raised the well did not replace the pump, as the manufacture tag on the pump was dated 1989. Our guess is the same drunk uncle who built the addition on the house may have done the pump work, in which case these findings are par for the course. While the corrosion on the bottom of the pump explains much of it's lackluster performance, the big split in the top casing is responsible for the glug-glug-glugging...that's where the water was actually falling back out of our house, into the well. Our first gravity check of 2006!
3. Finally, the new pump. Currently installed and providing 40 - 60 lbs. of pressure to all taps in our house. I did not get pictures of the new pipe, but did get to drive under it in a semi-fun parody of the limbo on my way over to the arena to shower before heading in to the city for a meeting today. There are cleaner places to shower but the water in the locker room was evident, hot, and not screaming - I was thankful for all three. I will be celebrating in my own shower tomorrow. Chris has, predictably, already tested the bathtub...he says it works very well.
15 February 2006
Leave it to Dave Barry to dig up strange things...it's never occurred to me to use padding like this! Do you suppose the torpedo shape will ever become popular in this application? There's a whole catalog of interesting garments but, as Dave cautions, you probably shouldn't investigate while at work...
Who, besides me, is amazed I figured out how to put in a link?
13 February 2006
New technology arrived today! Amazing that 2GB of information fits on a device the size of a quarter. Lars wanted this post in "blood red" because he likes RED. He's reading this post now - it delights him when I type his name and other words he knows. Ross is whispering all the words as I type...nothing gets by him anymore!
1. Do a smug little happy dance that your local library has a digital check-out system that allows each patron to take up to 99 books out at once. 99 books!! All those books!! Wonderful books! When you're all happy-danced out, print a list of the 38 books your husband somehow carted home last time he took the kids to the library and then send everyone on a scavenger hunt. Hand out prizes for first book found and most books found in total. Reserve a special award for any child who spontaneously decides to read a book. Double Grand Prize goes to you, in the end, when they all head out to return the books. First, they're out of the house and second, you won't owe $9.50 per day when they all become overdue at once.
2. Attempt to keep your appointment at the orthodontist. Spend about an hour trying to drive ten miles, seven of which are on a highway that is fully plowed and dry. Have the office call you when you're about six blocks away (but still wedged in non-moving traffic) to say they're closing early and want to reschedule you. Try to keep the "if you turn me around now I will be the one rearranging teeth next time I see you" edge out of your voice while you ask if they'll see you before they leave today.
3. Kiss three boo-boos on assorted parts of your five-year-old, the most recent of which was obtained sometime last week, that are being brought to your attention in the hope that you will forget you've just asked him to go find and put on his slippers. Be impressed that he planned ahead and thought to save the little scrapes up for future use as distraction.
Anyone got any other ideas? I'm running out and it's not even noon...
12 February 2006
10 February 2006
I've thought, on occasion, that perhaps I should start my own blog but haven't. My best friend started one and it's tons of fun - the comments bring as many giggles and tugs at my heart as her own posts. Recently I offered a comment in one of my favorite blogs to lurk around and actually got a mention on the main page, which was a surprising thrill! Then, today, the following phrase came through in a professional e-mail communication:
"You betchya bippie I am!!!"
...and my very first thought was, "Oh, I have to put THAT in my blog!" Together, the force of my thought and the encouragement of friends seem like reason enough, so, here I am. Wish me luck!