All right. It’s time. We still have a few minor things to finish in the kitchen (no, that blue painter’s tape is not a design statement), but ultimately I think we can officially state: The Kitchen Is Done! And so even though I’d like James to take some of his…
How the time gets away from me some days. As of last Monday, our personal Ice Age has ended. Almost 3 full weeks of inhabiting a meat locker and waking-up to frosty grass and ice on our windshields has made us heartier. James is actually wearing slippers. Nate insists that…
It is with great anticipation and gratitude that I am writing this post because as of yesterday… drum roll please… we have a kitchen with running water! Hallelujah, hallelujah, Hallay-AY–lu-jah. Imagine angels descending and me dancing around in my snow coat while singing the previous refrain. Fortunately the heater parts…
On Christmas Eve Eve it was raining. We spent the whole day inside because there are very few good places to go with kids when it is raining, especially on holiday weekends before Christmas. That afternoon I talked the little boys into nap time by crawling into our master bed…
We have no heat. Let me back-up a moment. The floor finishers return post-Fernando to stain and varnish the kitchen floor. It seems they position the plastic door dust barrier so as to guide the highly combustible fumes directly into our high efficiency furnace air intake vent. The floor guys…
Now that it’s winter it’s basically dark on my way into work and on my way home. I generally park my car on the street and walk about 10 minutes to the train in order to save a few bucks. So the other night I’m crossing the four-lane road on…
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We didn’t get the flu shot. And then Jacob came down with the flu. And he was having such awful night terrors that I had to sleep in his bed with him to make sure he didn’t hurt himself. And so I was ensconced in flu germs…
On November 17th we went to a birthday party for one of Jake’s best buddies at school, Rowan. JJ calls him Rovin. I’m not sure if it’s because his teacher with an Indian accent calls him Rovin, or if it’s because it then rhymes with his cousin Covin. In any…
It seems we’ve run into a bit of bad luck over the last few weeks of 2012. I think it all began when our washing machine encountered some sort of computer glitch and stopped working. James has always been a firm believer of things happening in threes. Based on the…
Last weekend we all got hot chocolate, strapped into the Toureg, and set out for our annual hour-long wait/pilgrimage to the Los Gatos Festival of Lights. Just like last year, I had the best seat in the house. I got to hold both Jakey and Natesy in my lap, cuddle…