Mom’s Birthday!
And now, in honor of my mother’s birthday, here’s a picture of us with her mother. (From left)My brother Steve, Dad, Mom, Me, Rob. Grandma in front
And now, in honor of my mother’s birthday, here’s a picture of us with her mother. (From left)My brother Steve, Dad, Mom, Me, Rob. Grandma in front
Have I mentioned that my grandmother knows a lot of people? Two hundred and forty-five people signed the guest book at yesterday’s celebration. The amazing thing is that, after greeting an unending guest line–for three hours–she knows that some people didn’t sign the book. Who could remember that?!?!? Steve, Rob, Peter and I went to
Mom picked up one of the birthday books today. The printer needs to trim the rest of them, but it looks good. Despite all of the headache, I’ve only caught one belated mistake and it’s a relatively minor formating problem. So minor that I won’t even explain it. Here is page one.
Besides spending a relaxing day at Woodthrush Woods, my mom, Rob and I went to Grandma’s house. I spent the rest of the day working on the book I’m doing for Grandma’s 100th birthday. She lives by herself, still has a valid driver’s license and can thread a needle. Remarkable.
I should have known that things were about to go horribly wrong when I made my train and bus connections to the La Guardia airport with no trouble. The Atlanta airport is shut down. Rob got in right to Atlanta right before it closed. I have been rerouted to Nashville, by my request, and will
I’ve come out to Chris Parks’ house because of problems with the truck. Poor Dave, who was assigned to come pick up the set from the studio space in NYC had the worst driving karma. It took him six hours to make the hour and ten minute trip from Princeton. Since I had to come
And only an hour late! I met up with Emily with no problems and now I’m at her place in Brooklyn.
We finished the board meeting today and several of us discovered that our flights were cancelled. Some folks stayed in town, but I brought Gretchen back up to Woodthrush Woods, my parents’ house to visit. We are heading back down to Atlanta tomorrow on the theory that flights will be going out. Meanwhile, I’m looking
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Rob and I went to see House of Flying Daggers last night. It is not as good as Hero but still well worth seeing. Visually stunning.
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I only have six boards left. I scrape the floor for about an hour and then I have to take a break. I can’t pause too long, because CZ Becker is coming to refinish the floor at the end of the week. Yikes! We’ll be locked out of the kitchen for four days. I could,
I went to see, or listen to, a live radio performance of The Hobbit that Willamette Radio Workshop did. Rob was doing the audio engineering. It was a lot of fun and the audience went nuts over it. The thing that struck me was the difference between listening and watching. I enjoyed it more when
Someone just asked about the painting on the wall behind our new lighting fixture. That is “Dancing Red Trees” by Sam Paden. Rob and I purchased it early last summer.
Ah, isn’t it beautiful? Granted, it’s hard to tell with this photo since the only source of lighting was the light itself. I had to doctor the photo to have it make any sense at all. I’ll take a new photo tomorrow and try to show you more detail as well as the context in
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The wiring was not in as bad a state as I’d feared. The old cloth wiring had just been pushed above the crossbar so it looked like we had bare wires in the ceiling. When I pulled the crossbar, and a little plaster down, it was easy to snug the cloth insulation back into place
Well, our new light arrived from Rejuvenation tonight and it is lovely. We assembled it with no problems, removed the old fixture and then had a grim reminder than we live in a 1907 house. The old knob and tube wiring is still in the ceiling, minus the insulation. At least on the visible part