We raked leaves yesterday and are still waiting to find out when the city will stroll through with the collector truck. The leaf piles in the neighborhood are reaching epic proportions.
We only have one more gift to buy and by “we” I mean not me. Everything is wrapped and the wine is ready to haul to my parent’s for Christmas dinner.
Today we made our first batch of chex party mix. Sausage balls will follow soon and the ham goes in for a spin in the oven overnight. The house will smell so good tomorrow morning. I hope the smell makes up for having to get up at o’dark 30 tomorrow for work. I miss the days of my office closing for a week or more.
I asked the better-half if we have to run around naked at 6:03EST. He said that may be a bit cold. It would probably scare the neighbors too. Instead I’ll leave you with this.
Have you been listening to Serial? We’ve been parceling it out and I just found out next week’s episode is the last for this season. We’ve been back and forth over the innocence of Adnan. I think we are both leaning towards innocence right now, but a couple of episodes back he was guilty. We have episodes 10 and 11 to catch up with before next week.
I just finished watching The Game on BBC. Pretty good twist at the end, but a bit formulaic. Although, that formula is more than made up for it by the hair and cheekbones of Tom Hughes.
I’m a third of the way through The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell. I loved his Cloud Atlas and so far I’m enjoying this book too. I have to keep reading not only because the story is compelling, but I only have the book out from the library for 14 days. It’s a long book and I’m at the point where I need the characters to start overlapping because you know it’s going to happen. I find it interesting there are tie-ins to his other books.
We don’t have many trees in our yard, but the neighborhood is full of them. Huge oaks and maples, mostly. The leaves tend to blow to our side of the street. I’m not sure how that happens, but a significant portion of leaves end up in our yard or along our sidewalks. The city posted the schedule of when they’d be sending around the leaf sucking truck and, for our neighborhood, we’re still two weeks away from the start of the leaf sucking truck. We could certainly bag and have the regular trash guys pick them up, but bagging leaves is hateful.
Today we saw the leaf truck go by in front of our house and we were outraged that with a day’s warning we could have gotten the leaves into the street, but no. Then we thought about how a bunch of rain is expected today, and, maybe, the city is being proactive about the drains and they are just hitting the highlights. As it turns out, as we were returning from an errand, there were trucks at the other end of our side street and it didn’t seem like they were only collecting around drains.
We quickly raked the side street’s shitton of leaves. As we were nearing completion, a city worker stopped and talked to the better-half. One of the things he said is yep, we’ll come get these leaves and the other is where is your leaf blower. The better-half said it isn’t much of a leaf blower and I refer to it as the crappy leaf blower nearly always. It was fine for blowing grass off the pool deck, but it isn’t useful for much else. Yet another thing we need to spend money on in the future. As in not this leaf season.
We will end up raking the backyard at some point, but most of those leaves are also from a neighbor’s tree and the grass is already dead in that area anyway. We can wait another two weeks to see when the leaf collection signs are posted and then scurry to take care of that task. In the future. Leaf raking procrastination is the best kind of procrastination.
Wouldn’t you know, they knocked off before they got to our house.
We took a quick trip to Florida with my mother and sister to visit my other sister. My other sister is a Floridian and she moved to a new town.
We walked down this pier:
Eventually finding this:
This guy was hanging out in town:
No trip to Florida is complete without walking on the beach. It was really windy and so it was a quick visit to the Atlantic:
For a brief moment, I thought both cats were going to hang out with me on the sofa this morning. Simon got his jodhpurs in a knot when Lucy joined us.
This week at work was a bit tough. I’m still working on a project with the person who is chronically unprepared. We recorded system training, multiple times, and I edited the heck out of those sessions so we have two training recordings to offer learners next week. My boss and the director of our department thanked me for my hard work. That meant a lot.
Coming up, I’ll be taking one of our existing modules and laying in text and audio that has been translated into Spanish. A first for me. The translation service has been great so far so I’m looking forward to what they send me.
Train travel is kind of cool:
So is seeing Fleetwood Mac, even if the seats were in nosebleed:
We ate at Lincoln and how cool was the serving dish for the deviled eggs?
When we got home, someone showed us how displeased she was that we left her alone with Simon:
I was planting bulbs this afternoon and dug this up:
The sweet potato that sprouted and we planted into our garden trough has been blooming this week:
And, finally, the lantana is still kicking it:
We went by the neighborhood garden center, family owned, to buy some bulk mulch and we bonded a bit with them because I was wearing my Black Kow t-shirt. Good taste in manure will get you far.
Well, the last week has been full of crap. It included the worst concert experience we’ve ever had. We keep a list of shows we’ve seen and the one last Wednesday was #136. I feel like we’re missing some, but that’s still a lot of shows.
The headlining act, Earth, Wind and Fire, were an hour late coming out to perform. Seriously, was this some bar band that’s waiting for people to drink more because they are making their cash out of how many beers purchased? The venue clearly oversold the space and that meant 1000s were crammed into a tiny outdoor space. The sound system was atrocious. At one point, someone was speaking on stage and every person around me complained that they had no idea what was said. Then the band came out and the sound was no better.
We weren’t the only ones who walked out. We walked away from an Earth, Wind and Fire show. I never thought I’d do that, but at least we had a surprisingly great meal at a Mexican restaurant. Our friend suggested going there for margaritas and to commiserate over our bad experience. It was a damn fine chile relleno.
We went to a concert last night. We were tired when we got there because we’d spent the weekend either cleaning out the MIL’s room or hacking back the stupid privet hedge that lines the sidewalk. Behold, people of the neighborhood! Your sidewalk is back.
The opening act was forgettable. The better-half was rooting for him to get better and I was just “meh” about his entire performance.
Then the Broken Bells came out with a great set and an outstanding lights/video show. We didn’t leave the venue tired.
The site was down for several days because of a vulnerability in the server. We are back to the regular and lazy trickle of posts.