Apparently Faye just made the decision on Monday. Word came via the old west durham mailing list. so sad!!!
we’re in Va for several days working on J’s house. the goal is to get it on the market very soon. to that end i have started painting the living and dining rooms. well – the living room. the previous owner painted the living room a dingy brown both on the walls and ceiling and left the old dirty beige trim color as it was. the dining room is painted an equally dingy green – both walls and ceiling again. in this room it appears that a chair rail of sorts was added above some form of wainscoting. some of the trim was painted a light, creamy yellow and some of it was left dingy beige.
dinge. dinge i say.
the walls and ceilings in these rooms have also been textured with stucco, which means they drink the paint. J has five gallons of flat, pale beige paint – i bet i use all five before it’s all said and done.
today i didn’t feel well after breakfast so i didn’t get as much done as i would have liked – only about half the living room, and only one coat. it’ll need two. trim won’t happen during this trip.
j is catching up on many weeks of yard work while i paint. he was in shock over the difference the new paint is making already when he came in for the evening. “why didn’t I do this when I first moved in?” well, now we know. the House of the Future will have flooring and walls sorted before we move in. and anything else we can afford to do.
anyway, i’m sure we’ll post pictures at some point in the process. ah, jason has just entered stage right with a camera, and he’s taking photos. excellent.
i started reading “not always right”:http://notalwaysright.com and now, although i no longer find it funny, i find i need to finish reading it anyway.
in high school i had a friend who had to listen to all of his tapes in order without rewinding. he also memorized the american top 40 every week and wrote it all down.
i swear we are not that alike though.
Apparently, I was in London for much of July 1991. I don’t remember it being this long – but my stepfather had just died and I was kind of in la-la land.
Found with the little cache of european money.
i found a little cache of money left from my 1991 trip to europe – such small amounts from each country that it was impractical to change it for US money. i just sorted it into little packets by country. who knows – maybe i’ll travel to sweden or luxemborg again. if you can even use these old coins anymore? i guess you probably can.
* UK – 36p
* DE – 40p
* DK – 5 kroner (coolest looking coin)
* Luxembourg – 197 francs
* Sweden – 109 kroner, 60 ore
* Canada – $5.44
There’s actually a part two to jason’s move into my house: the tools. The tools have stayed at his house because he’s still working on it, but he’s drawing his work to a close very soon so it can go on the market. This means moving the formidable collection of tools to my house. Most will go into the basement, but we’re still undecided about the table saw. It folds cleverly, but the safe, dry living space of my house is so cramped that, even folded, there’s no good place to put it – and storing such a nice, new machine in the river-runs-through-it basement is a little scary.
a river is, in fact, currently running through my basement. coupled with the clutter down there that needs to go – it seems endless – it’s a very depressing space to confront.
the actual moving of the tools won’t be a walk in the park, either. imagine an engineer living in a fixer-upper whose favorite store is lowes and who has disposable income to spend over the course of five years or so.
the current plan is to start packing them while we’re up in Va during my winter break, then move them one weekend in early January.
Probably the only photo taken during my trip to europe in summer of 1991. Hopefully the other folks in the image won’t mind it being posted to the internet, which barely existed when this was taken.
That’s me on the far left, my friend Pia next to me. The rest of those folks are her family, and I believe this was taken at her parents’ dairy farm in central Sweden.
Found in one of my many boxes o’ crap. Every so often they yield a small gem, which is why I do go through them all. Fortunately I started dealing with my crap problem in time to be able to reasonably go through most everything.
there’s really nothing left to do but, finally, write something in my blog.
i’ve been some kind of not right for about a week or now; alternately nauseated, congested, coughing, etc. jason went away for a few days to Va and i hoped i’d be all well when he returned today. not so much.
i don’t feel so bad right now, i just can’t sleep. probably that diet pepsi i drank with dinner, or something.
thanksgiving weekend was kind of a blur. we stayed overnight at my mom’s and had a good time making fun of bad james bond movies with my brothers. they’ve evolved into highly entertaining creatures, those two. we had to leave reese in durham as he is not welcome at the beach house, which i think was hard on him despite able care from our usual service. he seemed nervous and agitated for a day or so after we returned.
the day after we got back from my mom’s we headed for virginia. or wait – was it the same day? crap. i think it was, i remember a long day and being exhausted when we got there. i spent most of a day painting the complicated and difficult finished attic. a lot of surface area, a lot of bending into awkward positions, and a sore back for a while afterward. jason spent the day blowing leaves from his front yard for curbside pickup. it took him a full four hours or so to get the front yard clear.
we drove back the next day and we were pretty beat.
the weekend after thanksgiving we visited j’s mom and her husband in their new house in NC. we met the new bird, Lenny, we envied their square footage, and we tried to fix their un-fixable networking problems. gloria and i speculated on the mystery of the kitchen which had been fully renovated except for a tiny brown 60’s-era oven, clearly original to the house.
that monday was a complicated and busy day. first thing in the morning – and i do mean first – we took the blue bug in to see MFM as it had developed multiple interesting problems. i even needed a jump start that morning. i think we had some errands after that – i remember running around all day – and then the illustrious xta stopped by and we went out to lunch with her.
after that we walked the dog, then headed out for the rest of the day. first stop: our wedding location, which i think will remain undisclosed for now, to sign a contract and put down a deposit.
(as a side note, i’ve been struggling with how much to blog about the wedding. my primary concern is that the guest list is going to be very limited and i don’t want to blather on about it to people who we’re not planning to invite, and who in all likelihood don’t care. so i’m mostly going to not blog much about it, at least not right now.)
we had a celebratory drink after the signing, then headed into raleigh to find a restaurant of which i was once fond. it turns out that, although its menu is still easily found online, it is not easily found in the real world – because it’s closed. another restaurant answers when you finally return to the car and call, after having wandered around downtown raleigh looking for it and arguing over the baffling procession of street numbers along the street where it once existed.
the restaurant not found, we headed for the massive performing arts center where we’d be seeing david byrne later, and took our chances on the food offerings within walking distance. we landed in a swanky hotel bar with wildly overpriced food, and ordered appetizers which turned into a meal when the waitress brought us a big basket of fresh rolls.
this was our second time seeing byrne on this tour, and i have to say that the raleigh crowd was overall more enthusiastic and quicker to leave their seats (to dance) than the newport news crowd. he did one song i’d never heard him do live before – ‘Air’ – and one he didn’t do in NN – ‘Burning Down the House’. xta said she can’t remember seeing him do ‘Air’ before either – that was exciting, i’ve always liked that song.
i think it was a day or two after that that i started not feeling so great and things have been pretty boring ever since. i did do a very small sewing project – after several years i finally got my sewing machine fixed, and things are set up such that i can use it. it’s a pain in the butt, and there’s barely enough room to pull it off, but I can once again use my sewing machine.
you know what’s messed up? forty minutes of prattling on about myself and i’m still not sleepy.
I avoided the carolers again this year! i think that makes it lisa: 2, carolers: 2.
I believe in 2005 I got the full caroling effect.
not feeling particularly christmasy again this year, but the difference is that i kinda don’t care.
it appears that somewhere in the Great Hard Drive Massacre of Aught-Eight i lost the vast library of fonts i had accumulated over the years.
can anyone recommend reliable sites that have free fonts?