Friday, October 23, 2009

I'm not going anywhere.

I came home after work today and got cleaned up. I have plans! Colt and I are to go to Austin and have dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, La Madeleine. I've been wanting to go there for some time now. Just wait for Colt to get home, then we're off.


Colt called to let me know one of his friends needs to barrow our internet to download something massive to their hard-drive. That's cool, I'll leave them a key. Hopefully Scooter won't maul them when they come in. Colt's friend arrives before him, so I get to entertain until he gets home to assist with the set up. Not a big deal, I down a few granola bars to preserve my appetite. Colt gets home after some time and they talk for some more time. I excuse myself and goof off in my "office" until my stomach can wait no longer. Colt gets my hints and gets ready to go.

Phone rings, dare I answer? I do not, but Colt does. Another friend in distress. This one is a bigger deal, leaving a key won't fix it. He is having truck trouble. So I eat another granola bar and a hershey to chase it with. "I'll have this done in no time at all" Colt exclaims. I went back upstairs and doll up a bit more. After that, I check and reply to a few e-mails and do some reading. Surely they're done. Down the stairs I go. I grab my jacket, purse, keys, and some CD's for the ride. Locking the door behind me, I go "check" on their progress, rattling my keys as I go. I find the two of them under the hood of a pretty little S10, mumbling something about fuel pumps and relays. With a clank, Colt pulls the air intake from under the hood and tosses it into the yard. I take it that we're not going anywhere anytime soon.

"I'm sorry to mess up your dinner plans," Dathen frowns. Now I feel bad, being in a hurry to run him off when he's in a bind. He just got the engine tuned up and all kinds of stuff fixed on it. He was so happy to get his truck back. On his way home, after the shop closed of course, it starts acting up.

"No worries, I'll go grab some pizzas for all of us. Where do you want it from?" I offer. Ooops, his truck took it's last breath in front of my Jeep, I'm blocked in. Delivery it is. So I go back in and order some Dominoes. With dinner on it's way, I take myself back outside to hold the flashlight and run tools back and forth. I have to say, despite the situation of a sickly truck, they guys still have a good sense of humor. I don't think I'll ever understand all of their antics, but I'm sure I will always find them humorous.

Pizza's here, delivery lady plays with Scooter (such a ham of a cat), so it's time to feast. Now I get to hold the hot pizza box and laugh with the makeshift mechanics once again.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Epic Fail

That is how I would describe this weekend. I accomplished nothing. I must admit, I didn't have any goals for the weekend. I usually find something productive to do. I am now rushing laundry. I have at least four loads to do before I am even close to ready for Monday. It has been a weekend of frozen dinners, take out, and good ol' pb&j for me.

Friday, I was off. I didn't sleep late. I wanted to, but it didn't happen. So I got up, took the Roomba apart and cleaned it out. That took longer than I thought, and it made my already irritated allergies that much happier. I had an appointment to have my hair repaired a bit more at 11am. I got there just a little bit early, not much (different place this time). She had forgotten about our appt and was on lunch. So I waited and played with the iPhone until she came back. It didn't take long to work with my hair, there isn't much left since my last encounter with a beautician. After that, I went back home and napped, my lack of sleep catching up with me. I watched Psych for the rest of the day. Pizza for dinner.

Saturday started rough. Again, poor sleep all night. Spent the morning doing petty things around the house while trying to shake a headache. Late lunch from Crow's, which we ate in Lion's Park and watched the people who had better health goals jogged and bicycled all around. Late afternoon, I put in the extended version of Lord Of the Rings, Fellowship Of the Ring. That was long. I was glad it was on two discs, that gave me a break to attempt to clean around the house a little before continuing with the rest of the movie. The second half finished in time for Colt and I to join Dillon and Abby to go see Surrogents. It was good.

Had trouble sleeping again Saturday night, or Sunday morning. I ended up on the futon downstairs. I watched TV for a while, but there is nothing on that late. By the time I was drifting off, Fatty decided to play with the bell ball he "lost" some time ago. I'm sure I deserved that for some reason.

I finally got some sleep. I guess since it was so late that I dozed off, I was slow to getting up this morning. It took a long time for me to get up and going. Again, I didn't accomplish anything. Late this afternoon, Mom called and invited us to meet them at Chili's. It was nice to get out. We had fun. After Chili's, Colt and Dillon spent some time in the auto parts store while I snoozed in the car. When we got home, I tried to rotate the tires on Juug, but failed. I haven't tried to take them off since I had them put on. I couldn't break the bolts loose. So Dillon and Colt helped. They did most of the work, yet I got the dirtiest, go figure. After they finished helping me, they moved back to their cars. Dillon was cleaning the Mini, Colt is working on the Cherokee (I think spark plugs). I hung out for a little while, and cleaned the inside of Juug. Didn't last long, laundry was calling. So I went in, started some laundry, and put dishes away. Now for another load....

Monday, October 5, 2009

Weekend of Rain

It has been raining off and on for some time now. It is good, we've needed the rain, and could bear some more. The weekend started off with sending Dillon off for his trip to Moab in his monster of a Cherokee. After much hard work, and sketchy deadlines, the beast was road worthy. He and Dad packed it Friday night and left before the sun came up Saturday. We missed Jeep night Thursday to give Dillon and Matt more time to work on their Jeeps. Dillon's time was more rushed than Matt's, but they keep each other balanced while working. I didn't help much. Most of the work consisted of welding, sawing, lifting, and other "big boy" tasks. So I just watched and enjoyed their antics. I tried to help at one point, but it ended up with me holding a rather hefty sky-lift while Dad and Dillon debated on where it would best be stowed. I think they stalled on purpose.

Saturday was Matt's going away party. I spent Friday morning putting together an album of pictures for everyone to sign and send with him. It started as a board, but too many pictures had to be used. I ended up getting a binder, some paper, two sided tape, and a nifty hole punch, and making a book version of my planned "Got Matt" board. It think it turned out okay. Saturday came quickly, I still hadn't picked up his "Care Package". (I made Dillon one, too, but he left most of it and Dad took the rest). Back to Wal-Mart. I picked up two packs of bottled water and swung by Starbucks for the finishing touch. While there, I gave in and treated myself to a much appreciated coffee. High on caffeine, I boxed up the water and taped the Starbuck's card to a paper that matched the "Got Matt" book, placed that over the water, then taped up the box. The water was more to throw off any guesses to what the box contained, it worked well. Since the box had chemical signs on it (x-ray solution), I taped more of the glowing green paper to the sides. Ready to party.

His party was nice, good turn out. It rained yet again, so we stayed under the covering of the porch and in the house. Delicious brisket, ribs, and sausage. All around good time.

-Don't worry, Dillon, I'll keep the Mini company!!!

-We'll miss you Matt,
Have a good move, make lots of friends, and take care of my summer home in Lake Tahoe.
Hope to visit before too long.