The balance between supporting local businesses and not gathering is tough, right? We have two reservations for dinner at local spots over the next couple of weeks. Until the restaurants tell us not to go, we’ll go, but it does feel weird, right? If there are 35 other people in the room and it is a small room, I may not stay. I don’t want to be Typhoid Mary. It’s a balance.
Our plans for next weekend were cancelled the other day. No cultural event for us. Then there’s the band that is on tour through April that has paused their engagements. The venue has not released the money back to our card yet because they don’t know if they’ll be able to host the show at the end of April or not. Or maybe the show will be in August? Who knows. We’re waiting to learn more.
Tomorrow, my company is having an all-hands work from home day. This is to test the load. Apparently, there are some who have never worked from home. I was shocked to hear this. But, now they get to practice connecting remotely. I have four meetings on Monday so it will be interesting how all of them go. Other companies are 100% work from home so it isn’t impossible. I’ll be checking in with my team to learn how they did. Day one won’t be a big deal for us, but day ten might be.
It’s funny what people scoop up during panic buying. This is not a gastro-virus so what’s up with the toilet paper craze? We have enough food to comfortably eat for two weeks and then we’ll devolve into weird concoctions. We’re hoping to clean out our freezer. Wouldn’t that be a good outcome? Eat all that stuff we froze and then spend money at our local butcher and seafood shops?
Last weekend we went to Asheville for a few days. I’m ready to go back there. The best thing happened while we were there. It snowed.
Saturday we had snow for about half of the day. It was also windy and cold so we experienced winter in one day this year. We had tickets for the first time period at the Biltmore and had to stand in the massive front door area to get out of the wind.
The mansion is amazing and I’m very curious what the rooms look like that are not on display. Also, rich people back in the day clearly did not care about lounging around. The furniture, while beautiful, looked like you’d rather be strung out on a rack.
Asheville = good food, good beer and nice people. We had good meals all weekend and one place stood out. We can’t stop talking about it.
We ate pretzels with our beer at Wicked Weed and we’ll be making pretzels today. It’s interesting that on the day we were at Wicked Weed, it was very much spring again as there was a large crowd on the patio. So Asheville is much like Richmond in that if you don’t like the weather, just wait.
Our information security team sends fake emails to us on the regular so we’ll, hopefully, know what phishing looks like and not fall prey to stupid. The other day one phishing effort went around and several people in my department received the fake email. Only one person was slightly tempted to click on it, because in 2010 it was an actual thing that the company did–give Amazon gift cards as an attagirl/attaboy. She actually had one of those emails from 2010(!) and shared it with us. She also said she was cleaning out her mailbox. Now, I don’t feel bad that I just deleted stuff from 2016.
I got promoted last week. I’ve known this was coming since early October but there is so much to do before things like that can happen. SO MANY THINGS. Anyway, now everyone knows about how we’re shaking up the department and who reports to whom. When the news was first announced, one of my employees was so flustered she didn’t stop talking for the full 30 minute meeting I had with her after the announcement. Girl, take a breath.
I think that’s going to be my mantra going forward for the next several months. Take a breath.
It was a slow year for Frog and Goat, but that’s only because the world was dumpster fire and there’s only so much complaining a girl can do. Here’s the usual rundown:
22 shows this year. And, I don’t have one that I can point to and say was a highlight. Even though one show was seeing Hamilton with my niece and another we took both of our nieces to see X-Ambassadors.
As you know, we finally have a screened porch. We’ve been saving our pennies and now it is a reality. We’re really pleased and can’t wait to spend more time out there. Lucy has decided she loves the porch too and with the moderate weather — 70s in late December?? — has spent quite a bit of time outside. All three of us snuggled on the two-seater the other night.
We went to Florida and Duck this year. Otherwise we saved our pennies. I miss going places, but I really like our porch. Adult stuff is sometimes boring.
I haven’t had a real haircut since July. My curly hair is back and I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to let it go.
I’m in the camp of we’re ending a decade tonight. May our next decade be better than the way this one ended.
We officially have a porch. The final inspection happened this week. I’m sure there is still some billing we’ll get, but we are officially done. The contractor said he could deliver before the end of the year and he did.
One thing we’ve really missed since living in this house is a screened porch. We decided to save for one and, most importantly, to pay someone else to build it. Our permit should be released by the city this week and then the contractor can start ordering lumber, dumpster and whatever else.
Since yesterday was a beautiful day, we decided to rip the little deck off the house. This wasn’t about the cost so much as I love demolition. We took our time yesterday because the contractor wants to reuse a couple of things from the little deck to match the porch with our existing deck. We decided that we’ll rip the floor boards off the existing deck and replace those while the porch is being built. That way we can throw the old lumber into the dumpster. That project is for another day.
Click to view the before and after:
We have spent most of today outside and that is pretty special considering how Richmond summers don’t really have many nice days. This summer has been the exception. Today we smoked a butt. It has been ages since we smoked anything.
Here are some photos from the unofficial end of summer:
Lewis Ginter the other night:
I forget what this is called but it is the coolest plant we have in our pots:
We are in Duck for a short visit. The weather is great and the water is cold (71 degrees).
After a long morning walk, we drank some delicious coffee on our balcony.
After breakfast, we spent several hours on the beach. It isn’t full of people so that’s nice.
The lure of a drink called us over the dunes and now we’ll hang out until dinner. Not a bad day.
Last night we had a terrific burst of thunderstorms. At one point, it seemed like the hail and wind wouldn’t stop. We briefly lost power but then it came back on. Most of the neighborhood was dark. There’s something to be said for being in the section of the neighborhood that has underground power. While it was a pain during the install, it was nights like the last that made us feel lucky.
Around noon today we went outside to clear the debris (had hair cuts this morning so couldn’t start until noon-ish). I found a large nest that fell out of some tree and could see one dead bird. There was something chirping nearby so I delicately flipped the nest over. Lucky the robin survived a very scary night and morning. Both of its siblings did not. As soon as Lucky was exposed, the mama bird began feeding it.
The better-half did a check on the intertubes and we found a solution. We sacrificed one of our plastic storage containers and drilled it into the tree out front. We put the nest in the container and then the better-half lifted Lucky into the nest. The adult robins were NOT happy. But, Lucky is being fed and cared for by the mama bird. Lucky only needs a few more weeks of nesting and then can join its cousins in pooping over everything in the backyard.
Update: We know Lucky survived the night, but we are pretty sure it hasn’t survived the week. Lucky wouldn’t stay in the nest and for a helpless bird that’s not a good thing.
I took the day off and trimmed bushes, cut the grass in the front yard and washed my car for the first time in more than six months. It was still vaguely white, but not really. The better-half and I went out for lunch (SUSHI!!!) and when we came home there was a massive track of splashy bird shit all along the passenger side window and door. It had been less than 2 hours.