Saturday, August 28, 2010

Another Lost Love

Made cinnamon toast this morning. God it was good.

I can't tell you the last time I made it, it's been years. I don't know why I stopped.

I can't even blame this one on Mary.

I guess I'll chock it up to laziness.

Friday, August 27, 2010

New woman in my life

Yes there's a new girl in my life.

When I came home Monday evening there she was. She came up to me and laid down at my feet and looked up at me with that pretty little face.

I took her in the house and introduced her too the pack. They didn't seam to mind and she acted like she was home. She is a sweet loving thing and she loves to play. She didn't have a collar and we took her to the vet and she doesn't have a chip.

I guess she is ours unless we can find the owner. I really don't want too but I know if she was my lost dog I would be heartbroken so we'll keep on trying.

At first we thought she was a chihuahua and we were trying to come up with a good Hispanic name but I couldn't find one that I liked. Then the lady at the vet said she was a toy fox terrier. Fatty had earlier suggested that we call her Aniston, Ani for short, but that didn't seam to fit a chihuahua well but it does fit a terrier so Aniston it is.

I never had a little dog before, I didn't think I would like it but Ani is just a joy and has changed my mind.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

First weekend done

Well I survived my anniversary just fine with the help of good friends, special thanks to Angie for keeping me sane with her drunk texts Friday night.

First weekend of demo went great. Found a few surprises.

It was scary how little support there was holding up the middle of the second floor joists. Just a double header of 2x4's and a stud wall. You can see how much the floor is sagging. Now I can see why there was constant problems with the bathtub leaking. We are going to have to jack up the floor and put up in real header supported by posts on each end. This will provide the needed support and open up the space the way we want.

Good news is after we took out the closet walls and the drywall from the dividing wall the space opens up nicely and we will not need to move the powder room. This will save a bunch of time and money.

Saturday, August 21, 2010


Well the war is basically over. Just have to get rid of the remaining stragglers and hold outs.

Started Demo today. You can really start to see how this space is going to be totally changed.

Lots and lots of work to do but at least we have finally started.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

27 years

27 years ago I stood and married a sweet young girl who was the light of my life. It's almost impossible for me too sum up my feelings on this day but Gordon Lightfoot did an absolutely perfect job for me.

If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.

And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.

If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.

Then you reached the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me.
But heroes often fail,

And you won't read that book again
Because the ending's just too hard to take!

I'd walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two:

A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me.

But for now, love, let's be real;

I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
With chains upon my feet.
But stories always end,

And if you read between the lines,
You'd know that I'm just tryin' to understand
The feelin's that you lack.

I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feelin's gone
And I just can't get it back!

Strange morning.

Woke up at 5:00 this morning from a weird dream. I won't go into the dream but it involved you-know-who and I getting back together for a strange reason and because I'm an incredibly nice and generous person, but you all already know that :)

I thought it was our anniversary and I became immediately depressed. All through my shower and morning routine I was very down. When I went downstairs and sat down at my computer I realized that tomorrow is my anniversary and I was immediately relived and OK.

How strange just because it wasn't my anniversary I had instant relief. Weird how the mind works. I need to remember that tomorrow when I wake up. In the grand scheme of things it should just be another day.

Somebody remind me of that tomorrow please.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


So this visit yielded less fleas so we are winning but it's time to step up the battle again.

I interview people to clean the place out. Found two young men that I liked and hired. They are going to clean everything out, rip out the remaining carpet, power wash the basement and clean out all the junk and trash in the back yard and shed.

Then I'll spray bomb sweep, spray bomb sweep ........ 'till the little bastards are all gone.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010


Went back to the townhouse and the flea situation is not mush better.

First battle of the war seams to have gone to them but I'm fighting back with a bunch of vacuuming, spraying and another round of bombing. Take that fuckers!

Got to get this under control before we can get into serious demolition.

Saturday, August 14, 2010


Casey is out of the townhouse and we went over to check it out. When we left our legs were covered with fleas. Not a few fleas a bunch, unfucking believable!

Gonna have to call in an exterminator, don't think over the counter cures are going to work. We need the nuclear option.

Other than that grotesque find the place is cleaned out fairly well. Gonna be a bunch of work but you can see the potential.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

My baby is Gone

My baby is Gone, she drove out of the garage and down Dale hollow Drive for the last time.

I found her on Ebay a little of 8 years ago, an original 1978 Ford Fairmont Futura, one owner with only 32000 miles. The car was in California, she was literally owned by a little old man who only drove her on Sundays. The car had been sitting for four years and the old man had died. He had donated his estate to his church and they were selling it.

I had lots of frequent flier miles so I got Nick and I tickets (round trip just in case) and we jetted off to San Jose to pick her up. We took a cab and picked it up and headed on home. Our first stop was Reno

Nick in the hotel garage.

We had been having trouble with overheating so a quick stop at the NAPA store and we were off on the road again with a new radiator and hoses.

I remember coming out of the mountains and seeing the sun low in the sky over the salt flats of Utah. It was a breathtakingly beautiful sight with millions of shades of yellow and orange. I woke Nick up so he could see and he looked, mumbled and went back to sleep, obviously impressed.

We made it to Wyoming and a tire started making noise and then BAM, the front left tire exploded, dry rot had struck. Luckily the spare had air and we limped to a Walmart in Evanston Wyoming where we purchased four new tires and were mobile again.

After a lunch at McDonald in the middle of nowhere in Wyoming we got into the car put the key in the ignition and it wouldn't turn. The lock had failed. It cost $150 to get a locksmith to come out and fix it.

The rest of the trip was uneventful car wise, but at the time there was drought happening in that area. I remember the fires in the distance in Eastern Wyoming/Western Nebraska. I also remember seeing a huge dust cloud ahead that we were driving into and what looked like storm clouds. Turns out it was so dry out that the rain hitting the ground actually raised a cloud of dust, amazing.

We made it home without anything else remarkable happening. It was a wonderful adventure that Nick and I will never forget (probably for different reasons) a priceless father and son moment in time. I drove that car for three years and eventually parked it with the plan of someday rebuilding it.

I'm being forced to move and I have no place to store my baby anymore so I had to sell her. It's like another dream has been crushed and I literally cried as she drove away. I'll miss that car and what she represented but I'll always have the memories.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010


Good morning it's a beautiful Tuesday morning (OK it's going to be 96 with massive humidity so not really.)

Casey is busy moving out of the townhouse and we should be able to start demo on Saturday. I really need to get in there and start swinging. I have been designing kitchen cabinets for about week now and am getting pretty close to the final design. We are going to make them ourselves. Plus I think we may do concrete counter tops. Should be fun. I will be sure and post pictures for everyone to see.

Gonna have dinner with my personal angel tonight and going to see my lawyer tomorrow evening.

Life moves on

5 months

Also new post in other blog.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

To Protect the Guilty

I started a new blog to place things that shouldn't be easily accessible to some.

To borrow a phrase from an old TV show "To Protect the Guilty"

This blog is for invitees only. If you would like to be invited, drop me an email.

Bunch of old people.

So we went to the 10th Street Pub last night and a bunch of people started coming in. Turns out that the 30th reunion of WC class of 1980 was this weekend and some of them had just had a tour of the school.

I graduated in 79 and I didn't know any of these folks. A few of them remembered me and came up and said hi. I didn't have a clue who any of them are. And these people were all so old. I'm not that old, how did that happen?

Met a nice 28 year old couple, Tiffanie and Mike. Tiffanie was hot and from what I could tell wasn't wearing any underwear. Nice kids. Also met a 23 year old kid who I think we talked into going into culinary school, also I think Less told them it was our anniversary.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

More reading

moved to other blog. email me if you would like access.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Another lost love

I have discovered another lost love, golf. I used to play at least once a week, sometimes more. I gave it up because we couldn't afford such luxuries anymore. But looking back that was silly. Cutting back was the way to go, just stopping playing was wrong.

I first started playing with Mary's grandmother Wilma. We would play a nice nine hole course called Arrowhead. She taught me all about the etiquette and just plain joy of the game.

Recently Wilma has been suffering from dementia and has been placed in a nursing home. This got me to thinking of the fun times we had together, just her and I and that got me thinking about golf.

When I was young I used to just play by myself. I would show up at Pleasant Run, Salms or Arrowhead and get put in foursomes with random people. That was as much fun as playing because I would meat so many interesting people on the golf course . The other thing was I would always walk. I actually got exercise.

Patrick likes to play and it's great spending time on the course with him. I think I am going to make this a major part of our father/son relationship. Maybe when Nick get's out of the Navy he can play with us too. In the mean time it's fun to play with my pseudo sons Chris, Daniel and Greigh.