Monday, June 30, 2008
And we saw a sheep dog at work (and working hard, I might add):
And LG almost got to pet a sheep (but PB didn't actually let him touch the sheep because they're probably "dirty").It's probably all for the best, though, as the ram that was hanging out with the sheep "bah"ed in a loud, angryish manner.
After the sheep LG pretty much fell asleep while PB and I walked a little longer before calling it a day. A successful outing for our first time with farm animals, though.
All that said, no work was done on the living room, which remains a pit. I'll get some shots of the ceiling and what is under the duct tape this evening for all to see.
On to conquer another week of fun in the accounting world. Oh, and Blogger's spell check isn't working, once again, so you will all have to live with my krappy spelling.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
He spit most of it out and it was really funny for us. I'm pretty sure he didn't enjoy it at all.
This is the plastic barrier that is keeping all the evil dust out of the rest of the house (and if you look closely you can see PB on the left sanding the ceiling).
Here is a lovely shot of the floor after we took up the carpet:
And, yes, that is duct tape over a hole in the floor. When we took it up, you could see down to the basement. Woo hoo. The previous owner did a marvelous job of his renovation.
Good times. I'll get the before pictures and the "what's under the duct tape" pictures up as soon as I get the time.
Monday, June 23, 2008
I ended up having a root canal on Friday morning. Ahhh, so much better. I guess all the tooth grinding has caused me to fracture a tooth, which caused the filling in it to shift and get infected and all sorts of other badness. The endodontist that did the actual work was amazing, though. Less than 45 minutes from the time my rear hit the chair to me at the front desk holding instructions and taking my free toothpaste sample. And now? I feel like it's a whole new mouth. Ahhh.
As for the fun, it began this weekend. Yesterday we cleared out the living room of all it's bits and baubles. It is a big, empty canvas, waiting for repairs and some new duds. I have 27 boxes of hardwood flooring (Brazilian cherry- don't condemn me for my imported floor) sitting in the guest room, acclimating. This week, PB will pull up the carpet and start fixing the ceiling. To fill you in, the guy who "remodeled" our house didn't bother to put compound under the dry wall tape, so we have cracks in our ceiling located conveniently every 4 feet or so. Wunderbar, no? SO, our first mission is to fix that little thing. And sand all the "texture" off the ceiling, I guess (it bothers PB a lot more than it bothers me, all this sponged on texture across the house). Oh, wait, that's part II. Part I is to pull up the carpet and fix the floor (and get it to reliable ply wood status). I guess we have questions as to the status of whatever is under the carpeting. Then we do the ceiling. The we put in a new window, paint the walls (and the trim, unlike the previous owner, who didn't feel the need to paint the trim under the curtains...) and finally, put in the new floor. All of this in 6 weeks (a compromised time line- I think it will take 8, PB thinks 4).
LG and I are now hanging out in our new "Batcave". We turned the office into a remote outpost of the living room. We moved the tv and the big chair into that room, and will hang out up there while the renovation takes place, far away from the fumes and dust. I'm pretty sure it's as far away as we can get and still be in the same house. But you can be that the jacktard that remodeled our house has some vent that directly connects the two, somehow.
I'll throw up the before and during pictures as we go (as well as update LG pictures).
Thursday, June 19, 2008
I read that swishing with salt water helps? Nope. Not at all. Maybe worse.
Anyone have any suggestions? What worked for you? Oh, help. Tylenol is not touching this one at all. Argh. Must not slam mouth with sledge hammer.
On a happier note, little station wagon got some new tires yesterday. It feels like a whole new car! Woo hoo. Can I tell you how much I love my car? Don't care if people mock me for my "momobile", or that it's now almost 6 years old, I love it. Love to drive it, love to ride in it. Happy to click my LGs car seat into it. Good stuff. We have spoken about looking at the new VW wagons when they come out in August, but I'll be hard pressed to give up my car. Even the people who service it always say what a nice car it is, and how I've kept it up nicely. And now baby got a new pair of shoes.
And, on another note, when did work stop being about working? I had a conference call this morning with my "peers" where all they did was whine about the work environment. Really, people? I wanted to tell them all about what it was like when I first entered corporate America, 10 years ago. People could still smoke in the office (yuck), you had to wear hose ,and closed toed shoes. "Casual Friday" was really new and meant that you could wear khakis and a polo shirt (not jeans and certainly not t-shirts) and not every company had one. You had to come in at 8:00 and couldn't leave until 5:00. We all felt appreciated when once a year we got a corporate prezzie like a mug or a t-shirt, and you felt uber appreciated when you did a special project and got some $$$ for it. But the new people in the work world want to know what's in it for them. Uhm, other than the paycheck? I feel really old complaining about this, but it kills me.
And today I have my first yoga class. I guess it's sort of an evaluation. I'm very excited. I'm hoping it makes my back feel better, and gives me some energy back. We'll see. I'll report back to you, my loving listeners.
Must go. Duty calls.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
This is a picture of all the babies on Sunday. It was a "clothes free" zone for babies! That's cousin K, in the middle, and cousin S, on the right. LG is there drinking from his new bottle. I love seeing all these guys together. This is a year's worth of babies, in our family (K is 14 months, S is 7 months, and LG is 4 months.)
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
You just have to love that face. I love the way he's looking right into the camera. Now, if I could just make the binki go away. Oh, well.