My weekend flew by. I had a really great, fun weekend. Despite the fact that he was feeling like hammered crap, Mark had fun too.
On Friday morning, well really in the night sometime Thursday, he woke up in excruciating pain from his kidney stone. While this is a horrible situation to be in, it's like a light at the end of a long tunnel. With the pain comes the knowledge that the stone will pass soon. Well, soonish I guess. He's still not passed it but he is feeling better. He also drank about a half a case of San Pellegrino water over the weekend.
Earth hour was interesting. We turned our computers off, televisions, lights. Now, we did not unplug the fish tanks filtration systems or the refrigerator but I think we did pretty good. Much better it would seem than some of our neighbours. We looked around the neighbourhood and saw many tvs on, fully lit up homes. It was a bit disappointing. We did our thing though, lit some candles and played with the puppy.
Oh yeah, the puppy. He continues to bring us much joy and lots of laughs. We're learning a lot from him too. On Saturday, we discovered that not only does he like to chase mice, he likes to catch them and then chew the little rubber thingy off of the wheel. Fortunately, the mouse still works but it was touch and go for a while! Things are moving up to higher shelves, he gets a kong full of peanut butter and a newspaper to shred when we go out in the mornings now. We're still figuring each other out but it's going really well so far, I think it's going well so far at least.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
giant sleeping fur ball
it's been a busy couple of days around here.
on Thursday, poor Sam was sick. Well, not sick so much as inconvenienced. When we went out in the morning for a poo, he was constipated and was really whiney and obviously in discomfort. Eventually, with the help of some olive oil and extra food, we were able to get things moving. The culprit was a piece of string, most likely ingested during the great living room fiasco of the day before.
Mark stayed home with him during the morning and eventually everything was okay although a bath happened in the process. Mark discovered that Sam loves baths so that's something at least.
Yesterday, poor Mark was sick. His kidney stone (the last one!) is on the move again and is causing him to experience all kinds of back pain. He's on the heating pad right now and that seems to be helping.
Anyway, we're up early this morning because Sam is finally on our work routine and that means everyone is up at 5! I'm thinking that later on, it's naps for everyone!!
on Thursday, poor Sam was sick. Well, not sick so much as inconvenienced. When we went out in the morning for a poo, he was constipated and was really whiney and obviously in discomfort. Eventually, with the help of some olive oil and extra food, we were able to get things moving. The culprit was a piece of string, most likely ingested during the great living room fiasco of the day before.
Mark stayed home with him during the morning and eventually everything was okay although a bath happened in the process. Mark discovered that Sam loves baths so that's something at least.
Yesterday, poor Mark was sick. His kidney stone (the last one!) is on the move again and is causing him to experience all kinds of back pain. He's on the heating pad right now and that seems to be helping.
Anyway, we're up early this morning because Sam is finally on our work routine and that means everyone is up at 5! I'm thinking that later on, it's naps for everyone!!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
go to work and leave me huh?
I guess Sam was a little pissed at us this morning. When Mark got home for lunch, he discovered that Sam had destroyed an entire box of tissue, two coasters and pill bottle. Fortunately, it doesn't appear that he ate any of the pills.
He's got a real thing for tissues and we should have put them up I guess. Bella was an older dog and we didn't have to worry about stuff like this. With Sam being a puppy still, he's a little rambunctious so, this isn't entirely shocking.
A friend at work suggested that I leave out some newspapers. She did this with her dog and apparently, he would shred the papers and then go off and have his day. He got his aggression and anger out on the papers and then it was out of his system.
I also got him another kong toy and will put some peanut butter in it before we go to work. I hope that if he gets a little treat before we leave, he'll not feel like trashing the place after we leave!
He's got a real thing for tissues and we should have put them up I guess. Bella was an older dog and we didn't have to worry about stuff like this. With Sam being a puppy still, he's a little rambunctious so, this isn't entirely shocking.
A friend at work suggested that I leave out some newspapers. She did this with her dog and apparently, he would shred the papers and then go off and have his day. He got his aggression and anger out on the papers and then it was out of his system.
I also got him another kong toy and will put some peanut butter in it before we go to work. I hope that if he gets a little treat before we leave, he'll not feel like trashing the place after we leave!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
a little gem
Man, I think Darren Hayman is great. I just found this little gem of a video on you tube and wanted to share it. I for one, am one of those folks who love the lyrics in his songs. The tunes are awesome too but for me, I need those lyrics. I know he is proud of the tune but he has to realize how brilliant his lyrics are. I mean, come on, he wrote "tactile" for pete's sake!
In five minutes I’ll be leaving this room,
she doesn’t listen but my word how I swoon when she talks,
but talk is never enough.
The dirty talk that’s what’s bothering me,
And the gaudy walls of this rented property,
I think I’m watching too much porn on TV.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held.
She is unfaithful, the husband 5 miles away,
She lives alone, she rues her wedding day,
She married beneath herself that’s what her girlfriends say.
Her smile is sad but not the saddest I’ve ever seen,
The saddest smiles are in the dirty magazines,
She made me laugh and now she plans to make me scream.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.
And petticoat hems are rising too high,
Romance is dead I think I see the reason why,
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.
In five minutes I’ll be leaving this room,
she doesn’t listen but my word how I swoon when she talks,
but talk is never enough.
The dirty talk that’s what’s bothering me,
And the gaudy walls of this rented property,
I think I’m watching too much porn on TV.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held.
She is unfaithful, the husband 5 miles away,
She lives alone, she rues her wedding day,
She married beneath herself that’s what her girlfriends say.
Her smile is sad but not the saddest I’ve ever seen,
The saddest smiles are in the dirty magazines,
She made me laugh and now she plans to make me scream.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.
And petticoat hems are rising too high,
Romance is dead I think I see the reason why,
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.
sneaky smile
Today almost literally evaporated. Not like milk or a Nardwuar led band mind, but it disappeared quickly. I'm not upset about it though, it was nice to get home to Sam tonight. I can seriously get used to his super happy welcome!
Work was busy. I like the pace at the new job. Next week I'll have been in this job 3 months so maybe by then I can stop calling it the new job. Anyway, it was a spreadsheet heavy day for me and I felt a little bugg-eyed by mid-day.
Just as I was ready to leave, one of the lovely ladies from our contact centre called me and said that she had the police on the phone for me and that they were calling me about plumbing. I was startled for a second and then remembered that I'd left a message for a police officer about piping at an event (he's a piper, not a plumber). It's funny how differently folks can interpret the same phrase. Well, it's funny to me anyway!
Work was busy. I like the pace at the new job. Next week I'll have been in this job 3 months so maybe by then I can stop calling it the new job. Anyway, it was a spreadsheet heavy day for me and I felt a little bugg-eyed by mid-day.
Just as I was ready to leave, one of the lovely ladies from our contact centre called me and said that she had the police on the phone for me and that they were calling me about plumbing. I was startled for a second and then remembered that I'd left a message for a police officer about piping at an event (he's a piper, not a plumber). It's funny how differently folks can interpret the same phrase. Well, it's funny to me anyway!
Monday, March 24, 2008
giant sleeping fur ball
happy monday.
I think that half of the planet, well maybe just half of our town and most of Ottawa had today off. When I got to campus this morning, I think you could have rolled a bowling ball down the middle of University Avenue and not hit a person or car. It was spooky quiet until after 11 a.m. or so.
Today, I needed to contact some folks in Ottawa for some work related stuff but that wasn't really going to happen today. Government offices were not open today. Oh well, there's always tomorrow, right?
Sam stayed home by himself today while we went to work. After much discussion we decided to let him have the run of the living room, my office and the kitchen today. Mark came home a couple of times during the day to check on Sam and he was okay. No accidents could be found and his new favourite perch seems to be on the arm of the couch, staring out the window. He's got such a happy face, it's neat to see when you drive up the street.
When we walked in the door, he was very excited to see us. It took about 10 minutes for him to calm down. His little heart was just pounding so hard. I must admit, I was really really happy to get home to him too. I almost couldn't wait for that last 30 minutes to pass before I left the office this afternoon. I think I finally understand what puppy love is all about!
I think that half of the planet, well maybe just half of our town and most of Ottawa had today off. When I got to campus this morning, I think you could have rolled a bowling ball down the middle of University Avenue and not hit a person or car. It was spooky quiet until after 11 a.m. or so.
Today, I needed to contact some folks in Ottawa for some work related stuff but that wasn't really going to happen today. Government offices were not open today. Oh well, there's always tomorrow, right?
Sam stayed home by himself today while we went to work. After much discussion we decided to let him have the run of the living room, my office and the kitchen today. Mark came home a couple of times during the day to check on Sam and he was okay. No accidents could be found and his new favourite perch seems to be on the arm of the couch, staring out the window. He's got such a happy face, it's neat to see when you drive up the street.
When we walked in the door, he was very excited to see us. It took about 10 minutes for him to calm down. His little heart was just pounding so hard. I must admit, I was really really happy to get home to him too. I almost couldn't wait for that last 30 minutes to pass before I left the office this afternoon. I think I finally understand what puppy love is all about!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Teddy
Today has been a very good day.
Right now, as I type this, I've got Abbey Road on the stereo and a sleeping puppy at my feet. LIfe is good.
I think it's pretty much a given that my posts will be a little puppy-centric for a while.
We had a pretty full day and it was full of firsts for Sam. Since we got him home, he's not met any new folks (although he did bark at a lady who came to the door yesterday trying to sell us a little bit of religion - it was hard to discourage him but we did).
This afternoon, my parents came over for Easter lunch. My mum always does the holiday meals but we thought that it would be a nice change for her to not have to cook or to clean up. When they arrived, Sam was really a good boy. He didn't bark too much, although he wanted to. We have been using some of the Cesar Millan tips we picked up from his show and they are working rather well. I was able to calm him down after Mark got him to sit. He was pretty nervous when they came into the house but eventually he settled down.
For whatever reason, he never really warmed up to my dad. He would go to my mum, very cautiously but even when my dad was offering him a cookie, he wouldn't go near him. I'm sure that the next time we see them, it'll be easier. Sam has had a lot of changes to experience this weekend.
He was pretty well behaved all through dinner. I gave him his kong bone with some peanut butter in it when we sat down and when he was tired of that, he had a nap on the floor in the kitchen (where we were eating).
After mum and dad left, Mark cleaned up the kitchen. We had decided that we should go out for an hour again today, like we did yesterday. I put the crate in the hallway, in, I thought, the same spot Mark and done yesterday. Sam whimpered a bit when we left but he stopped it by the time we were in the driveway. When we pulled into the driveway an hour later, guess who was smiling at us from the living room window? Yeah, Sam. He was pretty happy to see us and we realized that he had been able to get himself between the crate and the wall and therefore out of the kitchen and into the living room.
We didn't have any accidents so, no harm done this time, right? When I walked into the kitchen, Mark was holding a plate in his hand. "How many eggs were on this plate?" I looked and realized that two halves of a hard-boiled egg were missing. Mark had left them on the table. Sam also ate about a cup of cooked potato which was on the table as well. So yeah, no holistic puppy food for him tonight.
This photo is of another puppy. His name was Teddy and he was my aunt's puppy. He was a spitz pekinese and looks a lot like Sam. My mum kindly scanned her Teddy photos and I posted them with our pet photos on flickr.
Right now, as I type this, I've got Abbey Road on the stereo and a sleeping puppy at my feet. LIfe is good.
I think it's pretty much a given that my posts will be a little puppy-centric for a while.
We had a pretty full day and it was full of firsts for Sam. Since we got him home, he's not met any new folks (although he did bark at a lady who came to the door yesterday trying to sell us a little bit of religion - it was hard to discourage him but we did).
This afternoon, my parents came over for Easter lunch. My mum always does the holiday meals but we thought that it would be a nice change for her to not have to cook or to clean up. When they arrived, Sam was really a good boy. He didn't bark too much, although he wanted to. We have been using some of the Cesar Millan tips we picked up from his show and they are working rather well. I was able to calm him down after Mark got him to sit. He was pretty nervous when they came into the house but eventually he settled down.
For whatever reason, he never really warmed up to my dad. He would go to my mum, very cautiously but even when my dad was offering him a cookie, he wouldn't go near him. I'm sure that the next time we see them, it'll be easier. Sam has had a lot of changes to experience this weekend.
He was pretty well behaved all through dinner. I gave him his kong bone with some peanut butter in it when we sat down and when he was tired of that, he had a nap on the floor in the kitchen (where we were eating).
After mum and dad left, Mark cleaned up the kitchen. We had decided that we should go out for an hour again today, like we did yesterday. I put the crate in the hallway, in, I thought, the same spot Mark and done yesterday. Sam whimpered a bit when we left but he stopped it by the time we were in the driveway. When we pulled into the driveway an hour later, guess who was smiling at us from the living room window? Yeah, Sam. He was pretty happy to see us and we realized that he had been able to get himself between the crate and the wall and therefore out of the kitchen and into the living room.
We didn't have any accidents so, no harm done this time, right? When I walked into the kitchen, Mark was holding a plate in his hand. "How many eggs were on this plate?" I looked and realized that two halves of a hard-boiled egg were missing. Mark had left them on the table. Sam also ate about a cup of cooked potato which was on the table as well. So yeah, no holistic puppy food for him tonight.
This photo is of another puppy. His name was Teddy and he was my aunt's puppy. He was a spitz pekinese and looks a lot like Sam. My mum kindly scanned her Teddy photos and I posted them with our pet photos on flickr.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
here comes the sam
At the end of day two with Sam in the house, things are going much better. We only had one very teensy accident this morning and we even went out for a bit.
Mark went out and did errands this morning while I stayed home with Sam. Later on, this afternoon, we went out together and left Sam in the kitchen. This is what we'll do when we're at work next week. It's a really large, sunny room and his bed and his toys and water and stuff are there. it's also probably the best place to be in case he has another accident because almost all of our house is carpeted (except for the bathrooms, kitchen and my office).
He was very good when we left and was super excited to see us when we returned. All in all, next week shouldn't be too bad. Fortunately, Mark is able to come in the middle of the day which I'm sure will help too.
We're all getting used to each other and I don't know if he's having as much as we are but I think he's enjoying his new surroundings so far.
Mark went out and did errands this morning while I stayed home with Sam. Later on, this afternoon, we went out together and left Sam in the kitchen. This is what we'll do when we're at work next week. It's a really large, sunny room and his bed and his toys and water and stuff are there. it's also probably the best place to be in case he has another accident because almost all of our house is carpeted (except for the bathrooms, kitchen and my office).
He was very good when we left and was super excited to see us when we returned. All in all, next week shouldn't be too bad. Fortunately, Mark is able to come in the middle of the day which I'm sure will help too.
We're all getting used to each other and I don't know if he's having as much as we are but I think he's enjoying his new surroundings so far.
Friday, March 21, 2008
introducing sam
We picked up Sam last night after dinner. We got home kind of late (for us). It was after 9:30 I think.
Last night, the first night, none of slept very well and today was busy working with the dog, doing some training and basically getting to know one another.
Of course, this meant that I got none of the things on my to do list done and the house is a bit of a disaster area but it's all good because we have a new puppy. He's sweet, basically a very good and seemingly smart dog. We've had a couple of accidents in the house which I believe are related to the transition from one house to another.
I'll write more about it later on, at the moment I'm beat and hoping to get to bed soon. The end result has been absolutely worthwhile but, if I had it to do over again, I know that there are a few things I would do differently. Having said that, I'm sure we'll all sleep better tonight than we did last night!
Last night, the first night, none of slept very well and today was busy working with the dog, doing some training and basically getting to know one another.
Of course, this meant that I got none of the things on my to do list done and the house is a bit of a disaster area but it's all good because we have a new puppy. He's sweet, basically a very good and seemingly smart dog. We've had a couple of accidents in the house which I believe are related to the transition from one house to another.
I'll write more about it later on, at the moment I'm beat and hoping to get to bed soon. The end result has been absolutely worthwhile but, if I had it to do over again, I know that there are a few things I would do differently. Having said that, I'm sure we'll all sleep better tonight than we did last night!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
bye ani
so sadly, our sick little oranda, Ani, died today.
We are pretty sure she had dropsy. She puffed up like a pine cone and we just didn't get a chance to treat it in time. The puffiness eventually went down but by the time it did, she was really weak and had a tough time keeping herself upright.
Last night, she didn't eat much supper and I knew that the end was close. When Mark got home this afternoon, she'd gone. She was an awesome little fishie but she started to grow these strange bumps on her head about a year or so ago and once that happened, we noticed some changes in her behaviour. The bumps also affected her balance.
I'm just really glad that she's not suffering anymore because it was really shitty to see her so unhappy and have all of our efforts not make a difference.
We are pretty sure she had dropsy. She puffed up like a pine cone and we just didn't get a chance to treat it in time. The puffiness eventually went down but by the time it did, she was really weak and had a tough time keeping herself upright.
Last night, she didn't eat much supper and I knew that the end was close. When Mark got home this afternoon, she'd gone. She was an awesome little fishie but she started to grow these strange bumps on her head about a year or so ago and once that happened, we noticed some changes in her behaviour. The bumps also affected her balance.
I'm just really glad that she's not suffering anymore because it was really shitty to see her so unhappy and have all of our efforts not make a difference.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
rock lobster
I love rock music.
I love lobster.
I love the song rock lobster.
When I was in high school and they would play at a dance, folks would get on the floor and shake around when it got to the part of the song that went "rock lobster! down! down!"
The other day, we were at the home of a friend's daughter. She commented that neither she nor her husband realized that it was a real song when they saw Peter sing it to Cleveland on the Family Guy. Sad, sad, sad I tell you. Particularly sad because I have known this girl since she was 3 and I know I used to play it for her (and Planet Claire!). Oh well, in honour of them not knowing that it was a "real" song or who the B-52's were, here it is, enjoy:
I love lobster.
I love the song rock lobster.
When I was in high school and they would play at a dance, folks would get on the floor and shake around when it got to the part of the song that went "rock lobster! down! down!"
The other day, we were at the home of a friend's daughter. She commented that neither she nor her husband realized that it was a real song when they saw Peter sing it to Cleveland on the Family Guy. Sad, sad, sad I tell you. Particularly sad because I have known this girl since she was 3 and I know I used to play it for her (and Planet Claire!). Oh well, in honour of them not knowing that it was a "real" song or who the B-52's were, here it is, enjoy:
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
I see you crying and I want to kill your friends
I'm a little jealous of all of the folks who got to go to SXSW, computer geeks and music nerds alike. I hated all of the delicious twitters and blog posts about every fun moment of it. Secretly though, it was awesome to read about it from so many different perspectives.
This week though, I'm hearing about so many folks who have returned to the real work with the requisite "hey I didn't get enough sleep and I ate crap for a week and then I was on a plane" cold / flu. Amongst those of the afflicted is poor Ralph. I hope he's feeling better soon and thank him muchly for posting this little gem from the mid-90's:
This week though, I'm hearing about so many folks who have returned to the real work with the requisite "hey I didn't get enough sleep and I ate crap for a week and then I was on a plane" cold / flu. Amongst those of the afflicted is poor Ralph. I hope he's feeling better soon and thank him muchly for posting this little gem from the mid-90's:
news and information
Our local 6 p.m. news broadcast ordinarily does not provide us with any news or information. In fact, despite the fact that they are based here in Kingston, they tend to focus on what's happening in Belleville and Brockville more often than not.
Of course, last night's broadcast featured a really overly long segment on St Patrick's Day. It seemed to me that the crew had spent the afternoon at one of the pubs downtown because the main thing they kept showing was a group of young ladies wearing kelly green tshirts with "St. Patrick's Day today, Hungover tomorrow" silkscreened in white letters on the back.
I'm not sure exactly why we continue to watch this particular show. Generally, we dvr it and watch the first ten minutes (in about 2 minutes) and then delete it once they start into the two-day old world news. If I'm honest, I guess we watch it because we like to criticize it and make jokes about it. Since we got our new television and started watching programs almost exclusively in HD, it's even more irritating. This particular station will probably never had a HD signal and I doubt very much that anyone who works there has ever seen it in HD or they'd be embarassed. The female news anchor looks like a dead person. Her skin is totally white and her lips look blue or purple. The male news anchor doens't look quite as horrible but everything is really fuzzy.
Anyway, I guess the reason I started off on this rant is basically the whole coverage of St. Patrick's day. Why is this necessary? Yeah, it's a holiday, yeah, folks go drink green beer and the next day, today, they are all hungover. That's not really news I don't think. Of course, if the local tv station actually did cover real news, well that would be a challenge and they would have report on things that aren't easy or fun and goodness knows that they wouldn't want to do that.
Maybe tonight I'll not bother watching it.
Of course, last night's broadcast featured a really overly long segment on St Patrick's Day. It seemed to me that the crew had spent the afternoon at one of the pubs downtown because the main thing they kept showing was a group of young ladies wearing kelly green tshirts with "St. Patrick's Day today, Hungover tomorrow" silkscreened in white letters on the back.
I'm not sure exactly why we continue to watch this particular show. Generally, we dvr it and watch the first ten minutes (in about 2 minutes) and then delete it once they start into the two-day old world news. If I'm honest, I guess we watch it because we like to criticize it and make jokes about it. Since we got our new television and started watching programs almost exclusively in HD, it's even more irritating. This particular station will probably never had a HD signal and I doubt very much that anyone who works there has ever seen it in HD or they'd be embarassed. The female news anchor looks like a dead person. Her skin is totally white and her lips look blue or purple. The male news anchor doens't look quite as horrible but everything is really fuzzy.
Anyway, I guess the reason I started off on this rant is basically the whole coverage of St. Patrick's day. Why is this necessary? Yeah, it's a holiday, yeah, folks go drink green beer and the next day, today, they are all hungover. That's not really news I don't think. Of course, if the local tv station actually did cover real news, well that would be a challenge and they would have report on things that aren't easy or fun and goodness knows that they wouldn't want to do that.
Maybe tonight I'll not bother watching it.
Monday, March 17, 2008
grandfather clocks
When you were a young child in school, do you remember learning that old song about grandfather clocks? You may have learned it on the playground, or in the classroom. I cannot recall where I learned it but I know that the imagery of that song made a lasting impression on my young mind. Even though the song was sort of sad, because at the end of it, the grandfather passed away, the idea that grandfather clocks were something long lasting, well built, sturdy and strong, stayed with me.
Over the weekend, we did some shopping. It was the first weekend in I can’t remember how long, that we didn’t have a big storm. Given that the sun was shining and it felt spring-like, I started thinking about redecorating again. I even started up another of my famous “wish lists.” The list contains things that need that need to be done around the house as well as things which would be nice to do. Of course, on the “nice to do” list is always purchase some new furniture pieces. I like wandering through furniture stores for ideas. I’ve also found that looking online is a valuable source of ideas too. Thinking back to the song about the grandfather clock, in my weekend search, I discovered that 1-800-4clocks.com has a terrific selection of beautiful grandfather clocks on their website. I found a few that I really liked, which really suited our décor. I was impressed with the quality and the beauty of these clocks. I found two completely different Howard Miller Grandfather Clocks that I really liked. The black, contemporary style clock was just lovely. I got to thinking about how they would make a very unique wedding gift too. You never know I guess, when something from your past, like a childhood song, will inspire a new décor plan for your home.
Over the weekend, we did some shopping. It was the first weekend in I can’t remember how long, that we didn’t have a big storm. Given that the sun was shining and it felt spring-like, I started thinking about redecorating again. I even started up another of my famous “wish lists.” The list contains things that need that need to be done around the house as well as things which would be nice to do. Of course, on the “nice to do” list is always purchase some new furniture pieces. I like wandering through furniture stores for ideas. I’ve also found that looking online is a valuable source of ideas too. Thinking back to the song about the grandfather clock, in my weekend search, I discovered that 1-800-4clocks.com has a terrific selection of beautiful grandfather clocks on their website. I found a few that I really liked, which really suited our décor. I was impressed with the quality and the beauty of these clocks. I found two completely different Howard Miller Grandfather Clocks that I really liked. The black, contemporary style clock was just lovely. I got to thinking about how they would make a very unique wedding gift too. You never know I guess, when something from your past, like a childhood song, will inspire a new décor plan for your home.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
happy happy
Boy, it was a gorgeous day here today, the whole weekend was lovely actually.
I had a great weekend. Except for a couple of odd moments, I felt pretty much normal the whole time and never had a relapse of my bug. We got to see some awesome old friends over the weekend, accomplished some projects around the house and just basically had a good time.
Honestly, I'm so happy to see the snow melting that you can't believe it. Last night, we were walking up to a friend's house and you could hear the water from the melting snow, running into the storm drains. It was one of the happiest sounds I'd heard in a good long while.
This week is a short week so that's nice. With all of the snow on the ground, it's almost hard to imagine that next weekend is easter already but it is. I'm happy about the short week and the long weekend for a few reasons, not the least of which is that we'll be seeing my folks next Sunday. We've not seen them in what seems like forever so it'll be good to have a little visit with them.
So yeah, happy weekends all around in this neck of the woods. Tomorrow's St. Patty's day so don't forget to wear your green!! whoot!
I had a great weekend. Except for a couple of odd moments, I felt pretty much normal the whole time and never had a relapse of my bug. We got to see some awesome old friends over the weekend, accomplished some projects around the house and just basically had a good time.
Honestly, I'm so happy to see the snow melting that you can't believe it. Last night, we were walking up to a friend's house and you could hear the water from the melting snow, running into the storm drains. It was one of the happiest sounds I'd heard in a good long while.
This week is a short week so that's nice. With all of the snow on the ground, it's almost hard to imagine that next weekend is easter already but it is. I'm happy about the short week and the long weekend for a few reasons, not the least of which is that we'll be seeing my folks next Sunday. We've not seen them in what seems like forever so it'll be good to have a little visit with them.
So yeah, happy weekends all around in this neck of the woods. Tomorrow's St. Patty's day so don't forget to wear your green!! whoot!
Friday, March 14, 2008
return of the joe
This morning I had a cup of coffee after 4 days of abstaining from it. My stomach just would not have tolerated a hot black cup of joe earlier in the week. It tasted so good and the caffeine was really lovely too. I'm not addicted to the stuff but boy, I do miss it a little when I can't have it.
I had a Polyphonic Spree moment this morning when the sunshine finally pushed it's face through the clouds. I literally wanted to run outside and smile at it but it was cold and icy and I'd have to put my boots on and work was keeping me busy so, yanoo, the moment happened and then it passed.
So sunshine and coffee makes for an awesome combination in my not so humble opinion. I would strongly suggest you get yourself a cup of both!
I had a Polyphonic Spree moment this morning when the sunshine finally pushed it's face through the clouds. I literally wanted to run outside and smile at it but it was cold and icy and I'd have to put my boots on and work was keeping me busy so, yanoo, the moment happened and then it passed.
So sunshine and coffee makes for an awesome combination in my not so humble opinion. I would strongly suggest you get yourself a cup of both!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
watch out!
I saw this over on Sweetney's page:
24
She scored 19, I got 24. I wonder what a high score is?
It's sort of silly, kind of like those questions on "Moment of Truth" where they say, "if you knew you wouldn't get caught, would you rob a bank?" Of course, many folks would say yes because there is no consequence. Oh, except you probably would get caught (did all of those years of watching Lennie Briscoe teach us nothing!?) and you'd feel bad about it.
When we were in the grocery store last night, I could kicked a few 5 year olds, well not really them but their mothers, definitely. We stopped off on the way home for some bread and veggies and managed to get stuck in an icy rut outside the store. Fortunately, we were blocking the entire street so a whole bunch of people helped us out. It was really bananas because it just looked slushy and it was this huge frozen chunk of the road. Mark grabbed a cardboard box and shoved the cardboard under the wheels and I tried to back it up while all of these lovely men pushed on the van.
Once we got out of the rut (literally), we found a parking spot and ran into the store. It was full to the brim with women and large groups of children. Unfortunately, in the post-work clammer, most working folks, even those with children of their own don't want to witness this:
Mom: You can pick any juice you like.
Child: hands mum a 2 litre container of some juice
Mom: Oh, you aren't allowed to drink that one. Pick another.
Now, this scene was repeated 3 times until finally the kid got frustrated and the mom got the juice she wanted and put it into the cart. At one point, in the bread aisle, I was standing by myself, waiting for Mark. This mum with two really badly behaving little boys, was letting them go into the back room at the store (I'm guessing the restroom must be back there). Anyway, she looked at me and apologized (I guess she thought that their opening the door was holding me up - which it would have if I was going anywhere). When I didn't say anything, she gave me a dirty look and called me some name I couldn't quiet make out. Charming. Did I mention that she was also wearing some rancid perfume which just made my head pound (because I was feeling lousy already). Well, yeah, she was. So yeah, I could have kicked the asses of some kids last night but I think it would have felt way better to have kicked the asses of their parents.
24
She scored 19, I got 24. I wonder what a high score is?
It's sort of silly, kind of like those questions on "Moment of Truth" where they say, "if you knew you wouldn't get caught, would you rob a bank?" Of course, many folks would say yes because there is no consequence. Oh, except you probably would get caught (did all of those years of watching Lennie Briscoe teach us nothing!?) and you'd feel bad about it.
When we were in the grocery store last night, I could kicked a few 5 year olds, well not really them but their mothers, definitely. We stopped off on the way home for some bread and veggies and managed to get stuck in an icy rut outside the store. Fortunately, we were blocking the entire street so a whole bunch of people helped us out. It was really bananas because it just looked slushy and it was this huge frozen chunk of the road. Mark grabbed a cardboard box and shoved the cardboard under the wheels and I tried to back it up while all of these lovely men pushed on the van.
Once we got out of the rut (literally), we found a parking spot and ran into the store. It was full to the brim with women and large groups of children. Unfortunately, in the post-work clammer, most working folks, even those with children of their own don't want to witness this:
Mom: You can pick any juice you like.
Child: hands mum a 2 litre container of some juice
Mom: Oh, you aren't allowed to drink that one. Pick another.
Now, this scene was repeated 3 times until finally the kid got frustrated and the mom got the juice she wanted and put it into the cart. At one point, in the bread aisle, I was standing by myself, waiting for Mark. This mum with two really badly behaving little boys, was letting them go into the back room at the store (I'm guessing the restroom must be back there). Anyway, she looked at me and apologized (I guess she thought that their opening the door was holding me up - which it would have if I was going anywhere). When I didn't say anything, she gave me a dirty look and called me some name I couldn't quiet make out. Charming. Did I mention that she was also wearing some rancid perfume which just made my head pound (because I was feeling lousy already). Well, yeah, she was. So yeah, I could have kicked the asses of some kids last night but I think it would have felt way better to have kicked the asses of their parents.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
snack time
You know, the previous Bella photo I posted is probably my favourite of the many many many photos I have taken of that dog.
This photo though, is probably better for a "good bye doggie" photo.
If I'd been thinking yesterday, and not all sick, I'd have snapped one of her sitting nicely in the back seat of the car as it backed out of the driveway.
oh well, next time she visits I will!
This photo though, is probably better for a "good bye doggie" photo.
If I'd been thinking yesterday, and not all sick, I'd have snapped one of her sitting nicely in the back seat of the car as it backed out of the driveway.
oh well, next time she visits I will!
so long friend
Bella went home last night. She stayed with us for almost 6 weeks and we were sad to see her go. It was pretty cute though, how excited she got when her owner arrived to pick her up. She's an awesome dog and we will miss her a tonne. Hopefully soon, we'll have our own puppy.
I ended up staying home from work yesterday. I felt totally crappy all day and was pretty sick again last night. This morning I went to work (and am still here now) but may leave a little early. I've had a fever and a headache all morning but didn't want to take anything for it, for fear of upsetting my stomach again.
Stomach seems settled now though so I took a pill and hopefully my head will clear. So yeah, that's all that is new with me. Over the past 24 hours I've slept a lot and watched several episodes of "In Treatment" on demand and literally, nothing else.
I ended up staying home from work yesterday. I felt totally crappy all day and was pretty sick again last night. This morning I went to work (and am still here now) but may leave a little early. I've had a fever and a headache all morning but didn't want to take anything for it, for fear of upsetting my stomach again.
Stomach seems settled now though so I took a pill and hopefully my head will clear. So yeah, that's all that is new with me. Over the past 24 hours I've slept a lot and watched several episodes of "In Treatment" on demand and literally, nothing else.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
not good
Wow. I had quite a night last night, I still feel really crappy and I'm not sure whether I have picked up a stomach bug or something I ate has really disagreed with me. I'm still freezing cold and my head is pounding and my stomach is wonky at best.
This is not as much fun as you might think it is. At the moment, I should be making my lunch, having some breakfast, and getting ready for work. Unfortunately, I can't get close enough to any food to do either of the food related things and I don't know if going to work this morning is the greatest idea in the world.
aarrgghhh...I hate hate hate being sick.
This is not as much fun as you might think it is. At the moment, I should be making my lunch, having some breakfast, and getting ready for work. Unfortunately, I can't get close enough to any food to do either of the food related things and I don't know if going to work this morning is the greatest idea in the world.
aarrgghhh...I hate hate hate being sick.
Monday, March 10, 2008
feather pencils
Over the past few weeks, Mark and I have (I think) been giving each other the same cold. Back and forth, back and forth. That is to say, we both get feeling really shitty but never get actually down and out sick. A week or so ago, he passed a kidney stone and the days leading up to that were horrible for him. Now, I think we're through the cold / flu / sneezing / coughing / achey stuff. The cold blanket of snow may have flattened those particular germs out.
Today though, I've had a horrible stomach situation going on. It was going on this morning and then it started up again this afternoon. Stupidly, I ate dinner tonight (tofu and broccoli yum) and it set it off again. Wouldn't that just bite, getting through the winter without too horrible of a cold or anything, only to get a bad stomach situation thing now. I'm not amused and I'm in a great deal of discomfort.
That aside, today was a day of good news. I saw a photo of a friend's beautiful and soon-to-be officially adopted child and learned that an old friend has found a new love and is blissfully happy. I'm not a selfish person who can only find joy in good stuff happening to me. I can find a lot of joy when the folks I care about are totally blissed out and happy.
Today though, I've had a horrible stomach situation going on. It was going on this morning and then it started up again this afternoon. Stupidly, I ate dinner tonight (tofu and broccoli yum) and it set it off again. Wouldn't that just bite, getting through the winter without too horrible of a cold or anything, only to get a bad stomach situation thing now. I'm not amused and I'm in a great deal of discomfort.
That aside, today was a day of good news. I saw a photo of a friend's beautiful and soon-to-be officially adopted child and learned that an old friend has found a new love and is blissfully happy. I'm not a selfish person who can only find joy in good stuff happening to me. I can find a lot of joy when the folks I care about are totally blissed out and happy.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
demented and sad, but social
I thought that this video was cute, it sort of reminded me of "the office." I particularly liked her line, "bumming a cigarette is a great way to meet someone - even if you don't smoke"
snowed in
We have not yet ventured outside to start cleaning up the snow. There is an insane amount of snow on the ground here right now, crazy. You would never guess that we shovelled twice yesterday. Our van is like a frozen ice cube, stuck in the driveway. Eventually we'll get out shit together and get out to clean it up but at the moment, I'm not rushing. I don't think it'll be going anywhere without me.
The winds were so crazy last night that a bunch of snow somehow got in between the screen and the back door and we could hardly get it closed before we went to bed. I suppose it's not a horrible thing though, all of this snow. At least the kids have lots of the white stuff to play in for the start of March break, right?
The winds were so crazy last night that a bunch of snow somehow got in between the screen and the back door and we could hardly get it closed before we went to bed. I suppose it's not a horrible thing though, all of this snow. At least the kids have lots of the white stuff to play in for the start of March break, right?
Saturday, March 08, 2008
waiting for spring
I look at this photo and think about how it was overflowing with beautiful impatiens last summer. Summer feels like a million years ago right now.
We've been in the storm zone for over 24 hours now. Last night, on the way home from work, we did a couple of errands, banking, gassing the van, a couple of things at the grocery store. While we were putting the groceries in the back of the van, it started to snow a little bit. By the time we were finished dinner, I could hardly see the neighbours across the street and the dog was going a little bonkers.
The forecast had called for some snow overnight and then a break this morning. It was to start up again this afternoon. When I got up, it had stopped snowing but there was a lot of it on the ground. Our deck railings had been clean yesterday but today they had about 4 inches of snow on them. Around mid-coffee time, it had started snowing again. This sucked in a huge way because we had to go out. Had to. See, a good friend of mine is turning 40 on Monday. He lives out of town and his girlfriend planned a surprise party for him, for tonight. I can talk about it here right now because it's past the surprise part. Anyway, I'd offered to get a cake, I'd ordered it last week and needed to pick it up and deliver it to the venue today.
We took a chance on a window of no snowing at around 11:30 and went out to get the cake (and some beer for our snow plowing neighbour). Literally, we had just enough time to do what we needed to do. As we were dropping the cake off, the freezing rain started. I could see it bouncing off of the cake box.
At the moment, we're not at the party. The bottom of driveway was filled in by the plow and it's a frozen mess. Our neighbour did our driveway this morning and will do it again tomorrow morning but there has been a lot of accumulation and it's pounding ice pellets right now so we're stuck in the driveway. Hell, the dog wouldn't go outside to pee until I put boots on and a coat and stood out on the deck. It's that bad outside!!
I feel terrible about not being at the party but the cake is there. I know that the honouree and his family made it into town safely and I'm sure that they are staying in the hotel next door to the party venue so they should be okay tonight while it's storming.
Surely to goodness this is the last big storm of the season. It seems so strange to me that it's snowing like crazy outside and the time is changing tonight. But no worries, there is no such thing as climate change, right?
We've been in the storm zone for over 24 hours now. Last night, on the way home from work, we did a couple of errands, banking, gassing the van, a couple of things at the grocery store. While we were putting the groceries in the back of the van, it started to snow a little bit. By the time we were finished dinner, I could hardly see the neighbours across the street and the dog was going a little bonkers.
The forecast had called for some snow overnight and then a break this morning. It was to start up again this afternoon. When I got up, it had stopped snowing but there was a lot of it on the ground. Our deck railings had been clean yesterday but today they had about 4 inches of snow on them. Around mid-coffee time, it had started snowing again. This sucked in a huge way because we had to go out. Had to. See, a good friend of mine is turning 40 on Monday. He lives out of town and his girlfriend planned a surprise party for him, for tonight. I can talk about it here right now because it's past the surprise part. Anyway, I'd offered to get a cake, I'd ordered it last week and needed to pick it up and deliver it to the venue today.
We took a chance on a window of no snowing at around 11:30 and went out to get the cake (and some beer for our snow plowing neighbour). Literally, we had just enough time to do what we needed to do. As we were dropping the cake off, the freezing rain started. I could see it bouncing off of the cake box.
At the moment, we're not at the party. The bottom of driveway was filled in by the plow and it's a frozen mess. Our neighbour did our driveway this morning and will do it again tomorrow morning but there has been a lot of accumulation and it's pounding ice pellets right now so we're stuck in the driveway. Hell, the dog wouldn't go outside to pee until I put boots on and a coat and stood out on the deck. It's that bad outside!!
I feel terrible about not being at the party but the cake is there. I know that the honouree and his family made it into town safely and I'm sure that they are staying in the hotel next door to the party venue so they should be okay tonight while it's storming.
Surely to goodness this is the last big storm of the season. It seems so strange to me that it's snowing like crazy outside and the time is changing tonight. But no worries, there is no such thing as climate change, right?
Friday, March 07, 2008
funny but a little bit sad
The latest street danger? Walking and texting
There are those who believe that the pattern etched by humanity across the great book of world history is one of linear progression. Of improvement. Of advance. Of some nebulous but discernible form of betterment. Those are the people who have not yet heard the news that Brick Lane in east London has started padding its lampposts to prevent those who use its thoroughfare from suffering "walk and text" injuries.
In case anyone reading this is one of the 68,000 individuals who apparently interfaced thus with street furniture in London last year (mostly resulting in cuts and bruises, but with a fair proportion of broken noses, cheekbones and one fractured skull in the mix too) and therefore is self-evidently stupid enough to need the problem further delineated, these are injuries caused by people who do not understand the importance of peripheral vision. Until, that is, they compromise it by texting as they walk along the street and into lampposts, signs, bollards and other pedestrians.
Researchers (admittedly the self-interested variety) from a text information company have found that 44% of people are in favour of padding street furniture, while 27% favour "mobile motorways" - coloured lines running down the pavement that texters can follow without fear of meeting immoveable objects. But why stop there? Why not take the following, equally simple protective measures:
· A sherpa on every corner, to usher the texter safely through the crowded streets.
· Replace cars with tyreless chambers running along fixed rails to enable "drivers" to text more safely.
· A stairlift in every home to negate the possibility of tripping up or downstairs while urgently texting your friend or family member about your plans for 2nite.
Funding for all these measures could easily be incorporated in the abolition of personal responsibility (last vestiges) bill, at its third reading tomorrow in the House of Commons. Unless of course it is vetoed on the grounds that if we don't let these Darwinian thinnings of the herd play out occasionally, we are all going to drown in a pool of stupidity.
We shl C.
guardian.co.uk © Guardian News and Media Limited 2008
There are those who believe that the pattern etched by humanity across the great book of world history is one of linear progression. Of improvement. Of advance. Of some nebulous but discernible form of betterment. Those are the people who have not yet heard the news that Brick Lane in east London has started padding its lampposts to prevent those who use its thoroughfare from suffering "walk and text" injuries.
In case anyone reading this is one of the 68,000 individuals who apparently interfaced thus with street furniture in London last year (mostly resulting in cuts and bruises, but with a fair proportion of broken noses, cheekbones and one fractured skull in the mix too) and therefore is self-evidently stupid enough to need the problem further delineated, these are injuries caused by people who do not understand the importance of peripheral vision. Until, that is, they compromise it by texting as they walk along the street and into lampposts, signs, bollards and other pedestrians.
Researchers (admittedly the self-interested variety) from a text information company have found that 44% of people are in favour of padding street furniture, while 27% favour "mobile motorways" - coloured lines running down the pavement that texters can follow without fear of meeting immoveable objects. But why stop there? Why not take the following, equally simple protective measures:
· A sherpa on every corner, to usher the texter safely through the crowded streets.
· Replace cars with tyreless chambers running along fixed rails to enable "drivers" to text more safely.
· A stairlift in every home to negate the possibility of tripping up or downstairs while urgently texting your friend or family member about your plans for 2nite.
Funding for all these measures could easily be incorporated in the abolition of personal responsibility (last vestiges) bill, at its third reading tomorrow in the House of Commons. Unless of course it is vetoed on the grounds that if we don't let these Darwinian thinnings of the herd play out occasionally, we are all going to drown in a pool of stupidity.
We shl C.
guardian.co.uk © Guardian News and Media Limited 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Cat Puppet
How cute is this puppet?
My mum made it for my cousin's daughter and I think that it is absolutely adorable.
Today flew by very very quickly. I was surprised actually. It was a super good kind of busy at work which I always like. Busy is always better than not, for me anyway.
I've been alternatively amusing and irritating myself by reading this page today: http://www.kcal.ca/. It's really too late to do much about the stupid thing except complain (which we do) but really, it's sort of like picking at a scab. It doesn't help and it can make you feel worse. When I'm not feeling bad though, I am amused so, there is something to said for that.
My mum made it for my cousin's daughter and I think that it is absolutely adorable.
Today flew by very very quickly. I was surprised actually. It was a super good kind of busy at work which I always like. Busy is always better than not, for me anyway.
I've been alternatively amusing and irritating myself by reading this page today: http://www.kcal.ca/. It's really too late to do much about the stupid thing except complain (which we do) but really, it's sort of like picking at a scab. It doesn't help and it can make you feel worse. When I'm not feeling bad though, I am amused so, there is something to said for that.
Monday, March 03, 2008
memories
wow, I love the stuff you can find on you tube when you are just farting around and don't expect to find anything.
I bought this record during my first ever trip to New York City. Can't remember the name of the store exactly but it was on a trip to the east village with some friends. we were in and out of lots of stores. heavenly. oh actually, it's not heavenly, it's slant 6, enjoy.
I bought this record during my first ever trip to New York City. Can't remember the name of the store exactly but it was on a trip to the east village with some friends. we were in and out of lots of stores. heavenly. oh actually, it's not heavenly, it's slant 6, enjoy.
steam release
"good news everybody!" No, Professor Farnsworth isn't making a proclamation, Mark passed a kidney stone this morning. He felt like totally shitty shit (not just regular shit) all weekend and this morning, finally, he passed his stone.
He was told a couple of weeks ago that he had 3 of them (at least three that were visible on an ultrasound) but they didn't really start to give him any problem until this weekend. Yesterday was particularly bad. Fortunately, taking it easy and drinking a tonne of mineral water seemed to have helped and he's in much better spirits tonight. His colour has returned, he just looks so much happier.
I had an okay Monday. We didn't sleep much last night because city workers were in the neighbourhood somewhere. We could hear their trucks and see flashing blue lights but I'm not sure what they were doing. I just know that they woke both of us up, woke the dog up and most of the neighbours, between 2 and 5 a.m. The poor dog was so frightened that she slept in the master bathroom (off of our room) all night.
Not fun. I dragged my butt a bit and am hoping to get to sleep early-ish tonight. I can't tell whether my cold is coming back or I'm just sleep deprived but at the moment, my head feels very very heavy.
He was told a couple of weeks ago that he had 3 of them (at least three that were visible on an ultrasound) but they didn't really start to give him any problem until this weekend. Yesterday was particularly bad. Fortunately, taking it easy and drinking a tonne of mineral water seemed to have helped and he's in much better spirits tonight. His colour has returned, he just looks so much happier.
I had an okay Monday. We didn't sleep much last night because city workers were in the neighbourhood somewhere. We could hear their trucks and see flashing blue lights but I'm not sure what they were doing. I just know that they woke both of us up, woke the dog up and most of the neighbours, between 2 and 5 a.m. The poor dog was so frightened that she slept in the master bathroom (off of our room) all night.
Not fun. I dragged my butt a bit and am hoping to get to sleep early-ish tonight. I can't tell whether my cold is coming back or I'm just sleep deprived but at the moment, my head feels very very heavy.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
the boy done wrong again
Puttering is happening today. Yesterday's lazy day means that we needed to get stuff done today.
Mark did an amazing job on the fish tanks, I've been doing laundry. I really should be dusting the house from top to bottom but don't feel much like it. The house just gets so dusty when the furnace runs so much. I would love to have the house wide open today and be cleaning with a breeze blowing through. I can't wait for spring, really truly cannot wait.
Winter is boring, at least I'm bored of it. Seriously bored.
Mark did an amazing job on the fish tanks, I've been doing laundry. I really should be dusting the house from top to bottom but don't feel much like it. The house just gets so dusty when the furnace runs so much. I would love to have the house wide open today and be cleaning with a breeze blowing through. I can't wait for spring, really truly cannot wait.
Winter is boring, at least I'm bored of it. Seriously bored.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
a lesson
Today was a deliciously lazy day. sooo good actually that I feel a little bit bad about how little I did. Of course, that soon passes and I sip some more diet root beer. oh yeah, it's good.
I spent the morning playing with my camera and watching a bunch of Coronation Street episodes which were in the DVR and the repeat of the Westminster Kennel show on the TSN HD Channel. I've had some fun with black and white and farting around with different ISO settings.
Maybe it wasn't so lazy after all, I did learn something I suppose. We also found out that we have Bella for at least another week (yay). Also, we discovered that a lady up in Lyndhurst rescues Australian Cattle dogs. We may get in touch with her once our dog sitting gig is up. We really really want to get a dog now and are really excited about it.
So yeah, that's it: lazy day, coro, black and white photography and dogs. What more can you ask for on a stormy Saturday?
I spent the morning playing with my camera and watching a bunch of Coronation Street episodes which were in the DVR and the repeat of the Westminster Kennel show on the TSN HD Channel. I've had some fun with black and white and farting around with different ISO settings.
Maybe it wasn't so lazy after all, I did learn something I suppose. We also found out that we have Bella for at least another week (yay). Also, we discovered that a lady up in Lyndhurst rescues Australian Cattle dogs. We may get in touch with her once our dog sitting gig is up. We really really want to get a dog now and are really excited about it.
So yeah, that's it: lazy day, coro, black and white photography and dogs. What more can you ask for on a stormy Saturday?
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