Wow. We've been super busy the last couple of weekends! I rarely blog during the week, and usually save it for the weekend, but we've just packed so much into every day.
Last week, we started working on installing shelves in our bathroom closet. Spent tons of time and money at Lowe's, bought all our supplies, painted the boards, measured, cut, drilled, etc. Then we find that there's lath and plaster behind the paint, not drywall like we were anticipating. The screws we bought won't work. Crap.
We got new deadlocks and door handles for our exterior doors to match the rest of the house's colors (antique bronze). Had to take the deadlocks back because the guy at Lowe's who re-keyed them didn't tighten them up all the way, and we couldn't get the key to come out. Got that fixed pretty easily.
I really don't remember what all we did last weekend. This weekend we got a LOT accomplished. We interviewed a couple of reverends for the wedding and picked one out, and we almost have all of the ceremony figured out. We got our wedding bands ordered. We got rid of all the clothes that we won't wear anymore, which freed up a lot of space for storing seasonal clothes. We don't have any closets for coats in the front or back of the house, so we don't have a lot of extra storage space, except the basement.
We donated all of the old clothes, got them outta the house. That was great. We got the guest bedroom mostly cleared out. Which is good, because Aaron's folks are going to be visiting us this weekend, and they'll need a place to stay.
CatMonster developed a twitch. Aaron says he's noticed it since we moved into the house, but we just thought it was the crappy carpet in here and his claws were getting stuck in it. He would walk, shake his foot like something was stuck to it, and keep walking. Apparently he's been doing that for a while. I trimmed up his nails and took his harness off, and he seems better now, so hopefully nothing wrong there. Aaron had done some research, could be a neurological thing. Kitty brain surgery is expensive, no thanks.
Aaron got sick on Thursday, took a half day on Friday, and also broke one of his molars on Friday. He went to the dentist today, and it turns out he's going to need a root canal and some other work done. He'll get the first part done this Thursday, and then it takes four weeks to heal from (at that point, there will only be one week until the wedding), so he won't have any more work done on his mouth until after the wedding. Sheesh. That's going to be expensive.
And I think that's it for now. Hopefully next week we'll have more! With Aaron's folks in town, I think we're going to go to the Valley Fair - it'll be the first time for us. I bought some new sneakers this weekend because my old ones are about 10 years old and have obviously lost their spring. I'm thinking I'll definitely need those for the hours and hours of walking around at the fair. I can't wait to eat everything on the planet on a stick, deep fried.
My idea (and I don't know if this already exists, but it SHOULD) s'mores on a stick - a marshmallow dipped in milk chocolate, rolled in graham cracker crumbs, and deep fried. Mmmm, I would eat 10 of those.
Okay, really, that's it for now.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Saturday, August 08, 2009
House update!
Alright, we are officially all out of the apartment, and all moved into the house as of July 30th! Two weeks into living here, and we aren't even CLOSE to having everything unpacked, but that's okay, because we only have eight weeks until the wedding, and have put off a lot of wedding-related tasks that need to be finished now.
I went in for my dress fitting on Thursday, and with my shoes, the hem is the perfect length, and nothing will need taken in or let out on the torso, thank goodness! All she did was get the bustle set up, and she'll steam it the Thursday before the wedding. I have one more fitting with her after the bustle is complete, and we're done with the dress!
Got Aaron measured for his tuxedo today, as well as got the tuxes rented for all the groomsmen and fathers this afternoon. Met up with our coordinator at the wedding venue and got a lot of details figured out, just a few left to do.
We (Aaron) realized there were a few more people that we'd like to invite to the wedding, so I had to make a quick trip to the paper store to get some more supplies for making a few more inserts for the wedding invites as, thankfully, we had more than enough envelopes. Just need those addresses!
Over the last couple of days, the garage had started smelling odd. Aaron had been doing some grilling, and thought maybe some fat from the beef or chicken had dripped into the coals and was making the smell. But it just got worse and worse and worse each day. I had stopped parking in the garage because I didn't want my car to start smelling. It smelled like sour garbage or something, but we literally only had our cars, the grill, and the lawnmower in the garage, so we weren't sure what it was.
So this morning, Aaron is getting ready to make some omelets for breakfast, and I notice that the light in the garage was on. The only reason I noticed this is because it was unusually dark outside for 10am. So I tell Aaron that I'm going to go out and turn the light off in the garage. And he says that since I'm going out there, we should try to find the source of the smell.
So he gets dressed and shoes on, and we head out there. And it's just awful. We open up both the big garage door, and the small door to let some light and fresh air in, and poke around. Neither of our cars are parked in there, so it made the search that much simpler. Aaron checked all over by his side of the garage with the grill and lawnmower, and I checked my side, which was empty, aside from a piece of plywood leaned up against the wall.
There was a nail sticking out of the plywood in the front, so I grabbed that (instead of wrapping my fingers around the top, in case there were spiders in there), and slowly start pulling it back. Nothing scuttles out at me, so I peek my head in over the edge of the board, and see the legs and tail of a cat! OMG. I drop the board and shriek, because I have apparently turned into a big GIRL.
Aaron comes over to me, and has me pull the board back again so he can see. Sure enough, a full-grown cat, not neutered, with no collar is back behind that board, DEAD. And apparently rotting. Who knows for how long! Aaron has me pull the board all the way away from the cat, and we can then see that rigor mortise has set in, there are maggots, and part of kitty's face was missing. Ick, ick, ick. I'm so glad we hadn't eaten breakfast at that point.
Now what? We need to come up with a plan. We go back in the house, grab a moving box, and tape it back together. And tape all the seams up really nice. And line it with a garbage bag. We brought another garbage bag out with us, grab a pole from a broken broom, and proceed to push kitty into the box. Aaron covers him with the second garbage bag, closes it up, and hums the funeral procession. We dump him in the city garbage bin for our property, toss the stick and the gloves, and go inside.
"Well, who's hungry for breakfast?!" Aaron asks. Ugh, no thanks. I go and shower, Aaron does so shortly after me, and we proceed to laze about for half an hour or so before commencing with breakfast.
The part where it was unusually dark this morning? Yeah, that comes into play later in the day. It rained half the day, on and off, which was kind of unusual in itself, mostly because even though while it was raining, it was still 90 degrees outside.
Aaron and I had gone out to the grocery store, and as soon as we stepped out of the house, it was like stepping into a bathroom where someone had been running hot shower water for half the day. You almost had to swim through the moisture in the air. It was unbearable. Just as we're leaving the grocery store parking lot, the sirens start going off. I look at the clock, it's 8:45pm. Normally the sirens go off at 9:00pm as a test. And they don't stop blaring. We park in front of the house, and the neighbors are all outside, doing Lord knows what, but definitely looking for a tornado.
Aaron had been looking at the radar on his cell phone's browser, but it must be slow, because by the time we parked, the direction of the storm shifted, and whatever was coming, was coming straight for us. Holy crap, I'm not ready for this!
So I start packing up stuff, candle, flashlight, laptop, blanket, pillows, phones, jackets, whatever, throwing it into a hamper. I get Odin into his cat carrier. I'm just getting ready to head downstairs and camp out in the basement with the spiders when the sirens stop howling.
And that's when the thunder and lightning hits. But it only lasted for 5 minutes, if that, and was gone. And I am not lying when I tell you it's still 90 degrees outside, and probably will be for the next three days. Ugh. And it's going to be so flipping humid. If I wanted weather like this, I would have moved to Louisiana.
And that's the most recent events in my recollection. More to come later, and some pictures of things when everything's unpacked and set up! I don't know where my camera is (I know it's in the camera case, but am not sure where THAT is), and it's a total disaster area in here, anyway.
Until next time!
I went in for my dress fitting on Thursday, and with my shoes, the hem is the perfect length, and nothing will need taken in or let out on the torso, thank goodness! All she did was get the bustle set up, and she'll steam it the Thursday before the wedding. I have one more fitting with her after the bustle is complete, and we're done with the dress!
Got Aaron measured for his tuxedo today, as well as got the tuxes rented for all the groomsmen and fathers this afternoon. Met up with our coordinator at the wedding venue and got a lot of details figured out, just a few left to do.
We (Aaron) realized there were a few more people that we'd like to invite to the wedding, so I had to make a quick trip to the paper store to get some more supplies for making a few more inserts for the wedding invites as, thankfully, we had more than enough envelopes. Just need those addresses!
Over the last couple of days, the garage had started smelling odd. Aaron had been doing some grilling, and thought maybe some fat from the beef or chicken had dripped into the coals and was making the smell. But it just got worse and worse and worse each day. I had stopped parking in the garage because I didn't want my car to start smelling. It smelled like sour garbage or something, but we literally only had our cars, the grill, and the lawnmower in the garage, so we weren't sure what it was.
So this morning, Aaron is getting ready to make some omelets for breakfast, and I notice that the light in the garage was on. The only reason I noticed this is because it was unusually dark outside for 10am. So I tell Aaron that I'm going to go out and turn the light off in the garage. And he says that since I'm going out there, we should try to find the source of the smell.
So he gets dressed and shoes on, and we head out there. And it's just awful. We open up both the big garage door, and the small door to let some light and fresh air in, and poke around. Neither of our cars are parked in there, so it made the search that much simpler. Aaron checked all over by his side of the garage with the grill and lawnmower, and I checked my side, which was empty, aside from a piece of plywood leaned up against the wall.
There was a nail sticking out of the plywood in the front, so I grabbed that (instead of wrapping my fingers around the top, in case there were spiders in there), and slowly start pulling it back. Nothing scuttles out at me, so I peek my head in over the edge of the board, and see the legs and tail of a cat! OMG. I drop the board and shriek, because I have apparently turned into a big GIRL.
Aaron comes over to me, and has me pull the board back again so he can see. Sure enough, a full-grown cat, not neutered, with no collar is back behind that board, DEAD. And apparently rotting. Who knows for how long! Aaron has me pull the board all the way away from the cat, and we can then see that rigor mortise has set in, there are maggots, and part of kitty's face was missing. Ick, ick, ick. I'm so glad we hadn't eaten breakfast at that point.
Now what? We need to come up with a plan. We go back in the house, grab a moving box, and tape it back together. And tape all the seams up really nice. And line it with a garbage bag. We brought another garbage bag out with us, grab a pole from a broken broom, and proceed to push kitty into the box. Aaron covers him with the second garbage bag, closes it up, and hums the funeral procession. We dump him in the city garbage bin for our property, toss the stick and the gloves, and go inside.
"Well, who's hungry for breakfast?!" Aaron asks. Ugh, no thanks. I go and shower, Aaron does so shortly after me, and we proceed to laze about for half an hour or so before commencing with breakfast.
The part where it was unusually dark this morning? Yeah, that comes into play later in the day. It rained half the day, on and off, which was kind of unusual in itself, mostly because even though while it was raining, it was still 90 degrees outside.
Aaron and I had gone out to the grocery store, and as soon as we stepped out of the house, it was like stepping into a bathroom where someone had been running hot shower water for half the day. You almost had to swim through the moisture in the air. It was unbearable. Just as we're leaving the grocery store parking lot, the sirens start going off. I look at the clock, it's 8:45pm. Normally the sirens go off at 9:00pm as a test. And they don't stop blaring. We park in front of the house, and the neighbors are all outside, doing Lord knows what, but definitely looking for a tornado.
Aaron had been looking at the radar on his cell phone's browser, but it must be slow, because by the time we parked, the direction of the storm shifted, and whatever was coming, was coming straight for us. Holy crap, I'm not ready for this!
So I start packing up stuff, candle, flashlight, laptop, blanket, pillows, phones, jackets, whatever, throwing it into a hamper. I get Odin into his cat carrier. I'm just getting ready to head downstairs and camp out in the basement with the spiders when the sirens stop howling.
And that's when the thunder and lightning hits. But it only lasted for 5 minutes, if that, and was gone. And I am not lying when I tell you it's still 90 degrees outside, and probably will be for the next three days. Ugh. And it's going to be so flipping humid. If I wanted weather like this, I would have moved to Louisiana.
And that's the most recent events in my recollection. More to come later, and some pictures of things when everything's unpacked and set up! I don't know where my camera is (I know it's in the camera case, but am not sure where THAT is), and it's a total disaster area in here, anyway.
Until next time!
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