Wednesday, May 16, 2007

I've been tagged.

Thanks, Aasiyah. In a weird game of pyramid combined with tag and a little flavor of chain letters thrown in, one of my crit partners has tagged me, along with three other people, to list eight random things about myself. I then tag four more people, who have to check my blog for the rules, post their own list on their blog, and tag an additional four victims. Soon we'll take over the world.

So, in the spirit of cooperation, here are my eight random things:
1. I have an allergic reaction to some fresh fruits - apples, bananas, pears, and now strawberries are starting to give me problems too. My mouth starts to get numb and my throat gets scratchy. I can eat applesauce and canned pears - just not fresh. And organic, peeling them, whatever, doesn't seem to make a difference.

2. Guilty pleasure - I love teen movies - Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller, of course, but also newer ones like Mean Girls, Clueless, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton (hilarious).

3. Even though I try to do it three days a week, I hate running. But I love having gone running.

4. I frequently have dreams about having to find a home/moving into a new home/apartment. Usually in the dreams, I'm of college age, but with the same responsibilities I have now. One dream, I agonized over finding a roommate who wouldn't mind sharing space with my (then) one-year old daughter.

5. I usually have to read the end of the book first. I hate when I get attached to a character to whom really bad things happen which aren't resolved by the end.

6. I'm jealous that one of my dogs (Iris) likes my husband better than me. She likes me, just likes Bryan so much better.

7. I like chick music - Bonnie Raitt, Nanci Griffith, Dixie Chicks, Pretenders, Indigo Girls. I never could understand liking heavy metal.

8. I still believe that I can get back to my college weight even after three kids, one a twin pregnancy. (I have 8 pounds to go.)

There. Done. Now Diane, T.J., Tom, and Linda will get their turn, if they so choose.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Jamie's channeling Nigel...

Power is on, no pressing house issues - there are always house issues, but, for the moment, no pressing ones - so I'm finally back to blogging and Spinal Tap stories.

Bryan's frequently misplacing his tape measure, probably because the kids are fascinated with it and I suspect walk off with it on occasion. So Jamie, being the considerate boy that he is, wanted to help Daddy out and made him a new ruler. Upon presenting it to Daddy, Jamie pointed out that his ruler goes up to 13, since sometimes you want to measure things that are bigger than 12. Bryan and I agreed that it was very useful to be able to go past 12 when you need to. So yes, Diane, he did turn it up to 11.

Jamie and Alex have also been singing medleys of Jimmy Buffett tunes - Cheeseburger in Paradise and Fins, their two favorites. Right now, they admire their parents' cultural touchstones, but what will they prefer when they're 16?

Amelia hates missing all her brothers' adventures while she's in school and is looking forward to summer vacation. I anticipate and dread what they'll come up with during the summer.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Spinal Tap for 4-year olds - postponed till a later date

Bryan and I have moved beyond the aftereffects of the storm. The power was out for 5 days, with intermittent outages over the weekend. The bright side is we now have a generator and can weather future outages with much more grace than we have before. (Really, that's me - Bryan handles the unexpected much better.)

Now we're focusing on house issues. Our contractor has called, asking when we're ready for him to come back and fix a few things (the front half of the roof, the siding that's off). The work was waiting for us to get our butts in gear on a couple items - electrical power to the house being brought underground and settling some financial details. We definitely chose the right contractor. Dave's conscientious and detail-oriented and - most importantly - good at what he does. And he wants it done right, since his name's on it. So now we're moving to get all our ducks in a row so he can come back and finish.

Ironically, as I write this, my power just shut off.

I was going to write about Jamie's Spinal Tap moment, but that will have to wait until I call the power company and get the generator going.

Sigh.