Sunday, September 14, 2008

Sunday Morning

Was just watching 'CBS Sunday Morning', a show I love and have always enjoyed. Sounds like there are a lot of good movies coming out this Fall.

I traveled last week on business! It was very interesting, very educational. I returned home at 1:30 am on Friday morning and didn't get to sleep until after 3. My mind was spinning, the only thing that helped me shut down was to visualize writing emails with all the different ideas I'd come up with, and then sending them, then shutting down the computer, etc. Modern day sheep counting, right?! Very effective, however! I was sort of a zombie the next day. Even bloggers need their sleep!

What else is going on. Seems like we have something going every night this week if we hit all our marks. And one thing to reschedule from Saturday morning to some other time, the better to clear the decks for a potential girls night in Portland this Friday with my two BFFs Lanie and Christine! I am dying to lay my eyes on my dear sister in law, positively dying!

I will try to do more of the guest blogger posts with Maggie and Henry, they are super easy to do with Photo Booth on Jeff's MacBook. As I write to you from this perfectly adequate Powerbook G4 of my very own, I can unabashedly admit that I have serious MacBook envy. It's all about that Photobooth and the iSight camera and the speed. My friend Bob has a new MacBook like what I want.

In other news of durable goods envy, we went out last night to look at new dishwashers! It is entirely possible that we will be dropping the hammer on that new purchase very soon!

My momma is coming out, I am really excited about that! She'll be here thru Halloween and also for the election! And she'll get to meet Jim, which will be great. I am interested in seeing if my sister Marcia will be available to come along for the fun, too!

I am still living la vida low carb and that is going well. I fell off the wagon while traveling for work last week, but who cares. We are talking about high quality danish, delicious baked ziti, and the best steak fries I have had in a very long time. Sue me. :-)

I am sitting out on the porch and it is raining. Maggie is explaining her new game with the ladder that I bought from IKEA that hangs from the rafters. Now she's hungry. Now she's silent. Now she's humming. I bought her a pair of high heel platform sandals yesterday, 85% off or something on summer clearance. Anyway. Came with a toe ring that's she's obsessed with...

Okay, over and out.

Oh! In the September 15 issue of the New Yorker, there is a very interesting article about Cindy McCain. Did you know that she says she's an only child, but that she actually has two half sisters? Apparently Cindy McCain's father left his first marriage, with children, to marry Cindy McCain's mother, which, as this excerpt illustrates, is about what happened when John and Cindy got together!

In his memoir “Worth the Fighting For,” John McCain said that when he started dating Cindy Hensley he “was separated from Carol, but our divorce would not become final until February of 1980.” However, in his court petition for divorce, obtained by the Los Angeles Times, McCain stated that he and Carol had “cohabited as husband and wife” until January 7th of that year—nine months into his romance with Cindy Hensley. His divorce from Carol was finalized on April 2, 1980; he married Cindy five weeks later.

McCain has attributed the divorce to his own “selfishness and immaturity.” Carol McCain told Robert Timberg that “the breakup of our marriage was not caused by my accident or Vietnam or any of those things. I don’t know that it might not have happened if John had never been gone. I attribute it more to John turning forty and wanting to be twenty-five again than I do to anything else.”

This pattern must have seemed unremarkable to Cindy Hensley, whose own father had left his first family in much the same way. Jim Hensley met Marguerite Smith at a military facility in West Virginia in 1945, after he was injured while flying a B-17 over Europe with the Army Air Forces. He was married to his high-school sweetheart, Mary Jeanne, and they had a daughter, Kathleen. Within months, Hensley had divorced Mary Jeanne and married Marguerite.

Cindy McCain regularly calls herself an only child. In fact, she has two half sisters: Kathleen Portalski and Dixie Burd, Marguerite’s daughter from a previous marriage. “I feel bad about having a father that wasn’t there, and then having my face rubbed in this—having her stand up and say she’s an only child—makes it even worse,” Kathleen Portalski told me. The video played before Cindy’s speech at the Republican Convention declared that Cindy Lou Hensley “got all the attention of her father. . . . They were truly best friends.”

Jim Hensley visited Kathleen on her birthday and on Christmas throughout her childhood, and took her shopping for school clothes. He escorted her down the aisle when she married Stanley Portalski, a wedding at which both Cindy and Marguerite were guests. He paid for the education of her son, Nicholas, and her daughter, Stephanie, who named one of her sons James Hensley, after her grandfather.

Kathleen Portalski visited her father almost every day in the months before his death. When he died, Cindy McCain inherited the Hensley empire; Kathleen Portalski and her family received ten thousand dollars. Stephanie Portalski found that a credit card her grandfather had given her had been cut off days after his death. “It makes absolutely no sense,” Kathleen Portalski said. “It makes me wonder what happened.”

When I asked Portalski if she had ever contacted her half sister, to discuss the situation, she began to cry and spoke angrily: “You think she’d give a flying fuck?” Portalski said that she has not spoken to Cindy McCain since their father’s funeral, at North Phoenix Baptist. Portalski sat in the front row as McCain gave a eulogy from the lectern, where she spoke of her father’s generosity and kindness and referred to herself as his only child.


OMG! How rude!

Friday, September 12, 2008

Guest Blogger

Monday, September 08, 2008

PEACE QUOTE

Oh man, is this one apt, after all the different conversations of the weekend.



Sometimes it proves the highest understanding not to understand.- Gracian



Life rolls like a ribbon.

Every thing is just great. (teeth gritted.)

NO no no, nothing like that.

Just heavy.

Loving all my peeps, and peers especially - marveling at the sheer volume of intense humanity waving over us all right now. The seas are choppy, and a few have thrown up over the side of the boat, but all are safe, all will recover.

(WHAT. am I talking about?!)

I'll close with Maggie's favorite song, sung as she sings it.


The sun'll come out,
Tomorrow,
So ya gotta hang on till tomorrow -


And at last!

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya
Tomorrow.
You're only a day away...

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Lollipop!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Rah Rah Oh Bah Ma!!









Also, BEST. HEADLINE. EVER.
and: BUMP to my post last year about Henry and I marching in the Labor Day parade

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Saturday night

Jeff made it so we have speakers out on the porch that you can send music to. Right now he is down in his office, sending strange animal sounds out into the night. Earlier it was elephants appearing to trumpet through the woods, and a monkey of some kind, too. Hilarious, cutter.


I have come to the conclusion that, if you want something, you must strive towards it. You must break it down into manageable steps and take one bite of the whale at a time. The latest whale? Home Improvement.

This week we set in motion two or three different projects. Seeking estimates, taking bids. The two items I am taking the lead on are reupholstering the couch and getting a quote on tearing up the carpet/lino on our main floor and putting in a slate like vinyl tile (kitchen and entry way) and wood floors (ash, stained in 'Butterscotch") for the remainder. You just can't know if you want to do something until you know what's involved, and so we are seeing what's involved.

The place we are dealing with for the floors, the owner of the business, came by the house on Friday to take measurements. We have no idea really what to expect for a price, except that it will be in the several thousands of dollars. Sure would be beautiful though, and talk about worthwhile!

Trouble is, when you get a price for one thing, you can't help but be curious to know what else is there that could be done to one's home for the same amount of money? And nevermind that, what else ought to be done before tackling something that could be described as cosmetic? Our upstairs bathroom, for example.

But then, when you think about fixing our bathroom, you can't help but be curious to know what else that could be done to that space, if you only wanted to do it once? For example, for the price of new flooring on the main floor, could one remodel the bathroom upstairs to incorporate additional features?

  • a walk-in shower?
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  • bringing a stackable, front load washer/dryer that can live upstairs?
  • moving walls and whatnot to create a large scale storage solution for clothes and linens and things?
  • what about a bigger window or even a sunlight?
  • for that matter, while you're up there, how about one of those light tubes for the upstairs hallway?
  • and on and on and on.
You get the idea?

As for recovering the sofa, that's another matter. For my couch, I'd need 20 yards of fabric, and the quote I got was $950 for labor! The fabric swatches I've been looking at range from 24.95 per yard to 34.95 per yard. And then, when you you think about recovering the sofa, you can't help but be curious to know what else that could be done with that money, if you were going to spend it on a place to sit in the living room anyway?

As for me, I kind of hate the idea of spending at least as much on recovering as I did for the couch in the first place. Maybe if I got a price on buying the same sofa today vs. 12 years ago, that might make the cost of recovering this one more palatable. Because I do love that sofa, I just hate how tattered and nasty it's become. I am pretty sure I wouldn't want any other sofa, as far as size/shape/comfort level goes. Although it is quite large and deep and so unless you are a giant with very long legs (Jeff) you are having to get up on it and settle in to it like it's a giant birds nest. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Grr! Jeff is still at it with the sounds! I get that it's a clever thing to do and that it's maybe even sort of fun. But my deal is, I'm out on my porch, trying to enjoy the quiet night sounds of a late summer evening. I don't really care to listen to wet farts and neighing horses and people shitting near a microphone. I really don't!

Now he's got bees buzzing. Boy, this guy is really thinking he's got something clever going on down there. At least Maggie has discovered him and hanging out with him (as opposed to me).

Okedoke blog, I guess I'm over and out. Talk to you later.

p.s. OBAMA/BIDEN 2008!!!!! I wonder if they'll march in this years Labor Day parade?


Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Maggie and Nora


Did I ever show you this picture from when we last visited up in Maine?


Gorgeous Teenagers

Here is Cassidy and her BFF Woolie:






Tuesday, August 19, 2008

More Videos

Here are some more videos for you to enjoy... this first one is from when we were in Seattle and Henry and Jocelyn played together at the piano...



And here is someone else playing that same piano!


Monday, August 18, 2008

Eli's got somethin' to say!

Love Today

Here is a video we made this weekend for you. Enjoy.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

I will now write about ...

... not knowing what to write about.

Or having much to write about, I find it hard to finally sit down and hammer it out. But for you dear reader? I will make the effort.

First of all, a big fat Happy Birthday to my niece Cassidy on this, her 16th birthday! Can you believe it?!?!?! Cassidy is 16. WOW. It was really great to have her and her BFF Woolie (aka Woolio) stay at our house all last week. I say that without irony. It really was great. Happy Birthday!

Second of all, Katie and Carl and Kurt and Natalie were here over the weekend! What fun we had. When I get off my lazy butt I will post some of the pictures. I didn't get much, was too busy having fun.

We had a great party here over the weekend. I did a little blending with the guest list and had a handful of good friends from work join in with the usual suspects plus out of towners and two teenagers. The weather was perfect and we had most of the party out on the deck.

I sure do love Katie and her family. It was so great to share my every day sort of life with her. For the past several years, the only time we see each other is when I've been visiting out in Seattle. So Katie had never actually been to my house before - just my folks and my sisters! And to finally get to know Carl and spend time with Kurt and Natalie (whom I think had as much fun this weekend as the rest of us!)

I must interject here to warn all my loyal readers who happened to have small children in the house over the weekend: I'm thinking maybe Henry has that coxsackie virus??? We have most of the symptoms, but none of the actual medical advice. Will be bringing Henry to the vet, I mean doctor (lol) tomorrow I predict! Sorry in advance!

Speaking of animals being brought to the vet, Jim is coming right along! Now that the drive to bump and grind against any surface has been removed from his body, he is adopting more pleasant behaviors. The last couple nights he has been coming and going as he pleases in the night, and he always retires to his crate when he wants to get some sleep. In the morning he comes up on the bed for cuddles and hanging out. This morning I woke to see him on his back, crashed out between us. Was sweet. He still isn't the kind of dog who gives a big happy sigh as he settles in nice and heavy against your side, and he could wag his tail more often without getting yelled at for it. But we're getting there! These things take time.

What else is going on... school starts very soon! Henry starts 3rd grade on Wednesday, August 27. Maggie has one more year of preschool, then she goes into kindergarten next year, oh my! Yesterday I played a little mind game on her, fed her a bit of her own medicine, whining about wanting to hang out and cuddle with her. Her eyebrows shot up and she smiled, "Mom... I'm trying to watch my show!" she sang. "I'm right here with you. Here. I'll do this." And she put her little hand on my arm and went back to her show. cute.

Holy smokes did you see the Opening Ceremonies? OMG omg omg. Where can I get some video of that? Why didn't I 'keep until I delete' it on my tivo? Please hold. I will now search for links.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Date Night!


Today Cassidy and her BFF Woolie sat with the kids so Jeff and I could go out to dinner. SO NICE!!!! We went to Aqua Bistro, sat outside, it was lovely. Jeff and I talked about work and computers, among other things. Sounds boring, but was actually very interesting for both parties.

Hey special shout out to my gal Serah! Guess that little guest blogging stint of yours did the trick! The old grey goose got a ring on hah fingah! Congratulations Serah and Aaron on their recent engagement. I love you Sssssserah. mer.

Jim is recovering. He sure is a different dog from others I've owned. Very quiet, sort of p.o'd, but dignified about the Elizabethan Collar. I am curious to see how the nutjob changes him up.

I still miss Kerm.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Short and sweet.

This weekend I have been cleaning the house in preparation for a very busy week. a series of house guests arriving Monday and culminating in 8 xtra people sleeping over on Saturday! (Katie and her family arrive on friday, and our family from Maine Monday and Wednesday.) and a party here at the house on Saturday night.

Oh! And Jim the dog gets his nuts chopped off on Monday.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Friday, July 25, 2008

Serah, Guest Bloggah!


Here is a guest blog post from my dear old friend Serah.


The pressure.

In line at the coffee shop this morning (12 oz americano, cream, no sugar) I overheard Hipster Barista telling Asian Tourist Woman that summer is Portland’s biggest talent and the only thing that makes the winters tolerable is knowing that summer may come. And I thought, that’s odd - Hipster Barista never talks to anyone. What makes this lady so special? And the weather, really?

We were going to go backpacking this weekend but Curtis the Dog has a bum leg (he’s nine, you know) so we cancelled at the last minute. I hate that he’s getting old and lumpy. so now we have this whole weekend ahead and no plans, which I like, but also no money, which I don’t like. DINK’s - we really know how to spend some dollars. Plus it’s aaron’s birthday tomorrow. I’m getting him meat. this achieves two things: 1) he really likes meat and always wants some dry-aged shit that costs more than it should so he’ll be happy and 2) I get to eat it too so I’ll be happy. self-serving gifts are where’s its at. and maybe we’ll go to dinner here: http://www.selgris.net/dinner.php

Things that are pissing me off today include:
  • my uterus
  • this story in the paper:
http://www.oregonlive.com/news/oregonian/index.ssf?/base/news/1216958107293800.xml&coll=7

Seriously, read it. The cop shot the hell out of this guy.
yeah, he was crazy, but he was also unarmed and about a buck-oh-five. Note
that the cop is a trained cage fighter. Note also that 2 weeks after the
shooting the cop was arrested for diddling a teenager and is now in jail.

Total crap.

As an aside, we were just in Silverton over the weekend for a good friend’s wedding and we saw the roadside memorial to this guy. He looks kinda like the guy who starred in Into the Wild (Emile something-of-other?). It was kinda heartbreaking. As a further aside, Silverton is a really cute little town and I found the most fabulous pair of shoes there. and they’re silver! I wore them to the wedding.

Who knew I had so much to say?

I’d like to take this opportunity to dedicate this blog post to my dog, Curtis. He’s a good boy.
I’m out.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Who does her think her is...

Making you wait -- making you SUFFER! making you (gasp) go. with. out.

The nerve!

The stones! The gravitas!

(the jet lag.)

whoo boy is that jet leg an ass kicker, yowzer. We got home from Seattle Saturday morning, but my whole clock (and maggie's too) got all out of whack. When I look back on Saturday and Sunday, I remember feeling like I just had to go to sleep. Had to.

Monday morning was no picnic either. Maggie was equally disinterested in getting out of bed and going off to start her day, and I had left her in the van while dropping her things off at day care. (Her tears and fussing all the way down our hill, plus her screaming and pulling away from me when I tried to get her out of the car told me I would need to carry her in. No fun.) While dropping off her lunch downstairs I ended up stubbing my toe really badly and began to cry immediately. So both Maggie and I were bawling at drop off on Monday and I remained on the verge of tears pretty much all day that day.

Tuesday was better, and Wednesday was even smoother, so we are on our way. When I picked up Maggie yesterday she was laughing and laughing with two of her girlfriends, which was fun to see. I think the thing that kicked the jetlag for me was being forced to stay awake that Monday. I just had to stay awake. Had to. Not being able to give in to my internal body clock helped me over the hump and now it feels like 2:20pm, eastern standard time.

I hope it is not too hot this weekend in New Hampshire because my house is a nasty pit of clutter and confusion and it brings me down to be there. I would enjoy having time and desire to clean it up and will require my fellow housemates help out. Especially I'd like to get our bedrooms clean, plus the bathrooms. NASTY!

I have pictures and stories and videos from our wonderful trip to Seattle, but must return to that which I am paid to contemplate during this time of my day. More later. I have also taken a dear loyal readers offer to heart and as soon as she gets me the text, we will have our first guest blogger post! I can't wait either.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Big Eyes






Monday, July 07, 2008