I am pretty sure that I will be the only person interested in what I have to say... I guess I am truly jealous of anyone that has their 15 minutes of fame (read: reality television shows), but I cannot be edited by big corporations to fit their story lines. I would say or sell their products, but maybe I can get a sponsor.
Monday, May 29, 2006
We Left at 6:30am on Saturday and Returned at 10:15pm on Sunday
That's exactly how much time we spent travelling, staying at, watching and travelling home for the Indy 500. It was so dang hot on Sunday. I understand that the track surface temperature was about 125 degrees. That means that the air temperature was likely in the high 90s. They say 90 degrees on the Weather Channel web site... but it sure felt hotter than that.
When we arrived on Saturday, it was getting warm. After a walk down Georgetown Road to the center of activity, we were all hot and disgusting. Fortunately for us, a Big Lots is not far from our campground in the Coke Lot. Well, close enough that you don't know how far it is until you've already walked it.
Pete and I chose to walk to Big Lots from Turn 4. We made it to Big Lots and found a suitable sunscreen house, we even had three to choose from. At roughly 5:00pm on Saturday, our little slice of paradise was up. Even at that late hour it provided plenty and much needed protection.
Of course the race was exciting... it was a great finish. More valuable though was the time that we spent with Pete and Paul. It was a fast and furious weekend and we are looking forward to next year already.
It's amazing what a coat of paint can do, hey my friend? After years of living in beige and shades of beige... the color has been let loose! We will continue painting and anticipate the arrival of carpeting on June 5th. I even took a vacation day for that.
By then we should be just about set and we will really begin moving! So now you know why I have not been updating each day... each night after work, we go right over to the new digs and paint until the fumes make us dizzy and then we paint some more.
I am excited. Just a few days now. We have our list and will begin getting stuff together on Wednesday night right after we begin painting. Real painting. Only a hallway and a bathroom to prime.
Carpet is going to be installed on June 5 and June 6. Rock on. We will be done painting by then for sure.
These are the two things that consume me right now. Two things that make me happy.
I haven't posted in awhile on account of we spent the weekend up north celebrating a wedding with Dan's family. Then on Sunday afternoon, we went straight to the new house to prime the walls. Then we did some more tonight. We will prime some more on Tuesday night. Then on Wednesday night it is very likely that we will start painting. We'll get a few rounds in before we head to...
The 90th running of the Indianapolis 500. We'll leave early on Saturday morning and hook up with two of my cousins. I don't care what anyone says. There is nothing like the experience of Indy. I don't go just for the race. I go to be with Dan and to be with my cousins. We have a fun time on Saturday and Saturday night. Then a traditional steak breakfast on Sunday morning, then watch the race. It's a great day. I always look forward to it and am more so this year.
I was going to get a P.O. Box today, but I forgot my little tiny wallet in my car. DB has my car on account of I do not have to go to work today, but instead I have to go to a baseball game today. Good news for me.
Instead, I will wash the dishes and pay some bills this morning. I will also have toast.
We are progressing nicely on the place. We may even prime that lavender living room tonight.
Life is busy and good. Somethings nag at me, but I can't let it get me. I have to face them head on and be done with them.
I ask you my friend, what has more substance for a 12 year old girl in 1986 than the television show "The Facts of Life?" I'll put it simply. You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have the facts of life.
The Facts of Life had it all. The pretty one. The tough one. The funny one. The cute one. But best of all The Facts of Life had Molly Ringwald. Even better for me, Nancy McKeon came on the scene.
Tootie? Rainbow socks and tennis-shoe roller skates, baby. That was it.
Regarding my toe nails, I may take serendipity's advice and see a doctor. I thank you kindly for the concern while half way around the world. Someone who doesn't even know me is concerned for my podiatric health, while someone who knows me well enough to call me Annie is busting my chops over Tootie. Criminey!
My toes don't feel so good. At the end of the day they actually hurt, especially my big toes. It feels like the nail is actually digging into the fleshy part. That's an almost incurable pain. Not horrible, not terrible, not anything that is going to put me out of commission. It just feels bad. Do you know what I am talking about?
I am finishing some work and watching some TV too. Here are my favorite contemporary shows: 1) DOG: The Bounty Hunter 2) Deadliest Catch 3) Cheap Seats Favorite TV shows of the past: 1) I Love Lucy 2) Any Snoopy special 3) Facts of Life
Well my Friend, here it is. This is a photo of our new house. It was a done deal on Friday evening. So we had spent the greater portion of the weekend doing things around the house. We were also able to celebrate Mother's Day with my Mom. We actually had quite a few visitors on Sunday, including Big Mike, Uncle Jimmy and Julie. It's a plus to live where we do because our friends Paul and Nichole live just two doors down. So we celebrated with them on Friday evening with steak on the grill and a bit of champagne. We're looking forward to the weeks and work ahead.
It's a relaxing feeling. I did have to unpack a mug to enjoy it though. We are now homeowners and I am very sore. We spent all day yesterday cleaning the kitchen. Today for Mother's Day, my Mom is coming for lunch at our new house. We have a camping table and some chairs and a grill. I will tell you this my friend. I could not be happier. I am sure that Mom is excited too.
There is a lot of work to do, but it is going to be well worth it. We have yet to wash the windows and the walls. Then sometime this week we can begin priming for painting. And we need a lot of carpet too.
We finally swallowed hard and got a digital camera. I have known for quite some time that we would get one. What with the cost of developing film. Why not? So we did. It's pretty cool. I am impressed with it.
As my brother the music teacher sang at me tonight, tomorrow is the day we sign our lives away. Tonight we bought a new vacuum cleaner and $150 worth of cleaning supplies and other junk. We'll begin cleaning on Saturday. Friday night though is time for steaks on the grill.
It's bad enough that I can't wear my Chuck Taylors to work. I have to wear some creepy grown-up lady shoes. Then you have to wear these socks that are like pantyhose, only they aren't pantyhose on account of they come up to your knees. I guess they are called "trouser socks." They are called trouser socks even if a lady wears them. Interesting, isn't it? How many times to do hear them called "trousers" if a lady is wearing pants? I don't think they are called pants even. I think they are called "slacks." I hate that word... slacks. It's right up there, I tell you. So, why don't they call them "slacks socks?" At least then it would be fun to say the word, even if it isn't fun to wear them.
I hate these socks on account of I walk around all day and these socks just aren't tough enough. Just two weeks ago, I wore a pair of these socks to work, brand new ones too. They didn't last a day. After 12 hours, these socks were toast. Holes right at the big toe. I keep my toe nails trimmed, so it isn't that. These socks just don't cut it. So, in turn I go through these socks like crazy. And if you wear a pair that has holes in the toes, you run the risk of cutting off the circulation to the rest of your foot. The other thing is that where the holes are really dig into your toes and it hurts.
...Having a 5 year old telling you that you are her best friend. Especially when you only see said 5 year old maybe two times a year. It's hard to beat having a 5 year old telling you that you shouldn't leave because you need to play more hide-and-seek. It is hard to beat having a 5 year old asking you if it is time to play again.
It's amazing how a child can touch your life, but it is more amazing to know that you can touch a child's life in just moments. It's moments that matter. Today is one of those days that I truly feel the blessings that God has given me. Sometimes I wonder what I have ever done to deserve what I have. I have tremendous relationships. It is the people that I love. It is people that I value. It is the relationships that I have that make me feel so fortunate. Relationships are what we make them together.
Take two (2) flour tortillas, one frying pan and any quantity of peanut butter. Heat up the frying pan, spread the peanut butter on any of (or both) tortillas. Put them together and you have a peanut butter quesadilla. Good and not so bad for you.
One week until our own garage. One week until our own patio. One week until our own painting over hot pink. I can't even begin to describe the feelings that I have. Some anxiety, certainly. You know I only worry when I am awake. So I have been sure to wake up a few times this week. But even more so, I am excited. I am excited for our new furniture and even GASP... curtains.
That doesn't mean that there aren't other things happening. Family things, friend things, work things and all that jazz. It has been hard to focus on much else, but it is getting easier as the time gets nearer.
Have you tried the Sunset Wheat by Leinenkugel? Goodness from the Northwoods.
I have a confession to make. I guess though for it to be a confession it would have to be something that nobody else knows about. So this is really not a confession but I guess some sort of food crazed exhibitionism.
I have a thing for chocolate and a thing for peanut butter and I really like peanut butter cups. Any kind will do, preferably those huge ones that you can get at a candy shop.
Tonight, I indulged myself in alternating teaspoons of milk chocolate frosting and creamy peanut butter. It's good with a glass of milk. I highly recommend it, whether you are feeling blue, feeling good, or just want something different for dinner, or for lunch, or for breakfast or for brunch.
Every year, we go to the Indy 500. For a few years, we have gone alone but we had three tickets. We couldn't find anyone to go. Then one year we took a friend. Then last year, we took my cousin Pete. We had a blast. This year, his brother and my cousin Paul will go with us. He wanted to go last year too, but we didn't have the ticket.
We will have to buy one more steak this year for breakfast at Indy. The beauty is that our seats are in the same row and on the aisle I must say.
The best part about all of this is that these guys are my family. I want to hang out with them and they want to hang out with me and they want to hang out with Dan. It should be a good time.
I've been watching "Dog: The Bounty Hunter" lately. He said tonight to one of his bonded folks that family is most important. Family is most important, next to that friends that are like family. Next to that, family that are like friends. Next to that it's friends that are like family who are like friends. Then it's family that are like friends who are like family. That's what is important.
Ramen noodles aren't so bad. I think we will have to get used to them if we want furniture for our house. I also did a trick with two slices of toast, a piece of provolone cheese and giardiniera. Not a gourmet meal, but dang tasty. DB makes a mean bowl of noodles I tell you.
Watching Stanley Cup play offs. Wings are out, Oilers are in... so are the Senators. The Flames have a shot and maybe even the Habs. Is this the year the Cup returns to Canada?
Do you think anyone has ever eaten ramen noodles from the Stanley Cup?
