21 August 2013

Sad But Not Surprising

As some of you may know I tweeted this picture the other day and said how we were going to follow the "recipe" and see what happened:

Here we are, following the recipe, having a great time doing so:

Now, here is the final result:

We wound up with 2 dozen "sinkers". I call them that because they were heavy and thick and felt like they would have sunk if I were to put them in water. They also had holes in the middle and were nigh impossible to remove from the paper. I'm wondering if I should have used self-rising flour instead? I don't know.  I do know that if you throw some blue frosting on them they don't look as bad:

It's not that they tasted bad or anything.  In fact, I think they tasted better without the frosting - they were more like muffins than cake. But we all enjoyed one and then I threw the rest away.

I guess next time I'll leave the baking to Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper.

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15 August 2013

So, Back in April...Part the Second

Do y'all remember a little over a year ago when THIS happened? Well, back in April, it happened again.  Wow. Almost one year to the day. Anyhoo.
Tuesday, April 23rd, was a not-so-great day.  Josh was off, traipsing across the globe, and I was having a bit of a rough day with the boys.  I lost my cool more than once, if I remember correctly. So, here we are, I finally get the boys in bed, I have about 10 minutes before my Bible study group shows up to get the house set up and ready, when my toilet overflows.  Oh yeah. It just kept coming out too so I had to stand on the toilet seat and turn the water to the toilet off, just to get it to stop so I could freak out clean up properly before the ladies started coming in.
I didn't really have time for that then, so I threw down a whole bunch of towels, turned on the fan (in my mind that helped somehow), then closed the door and put up a sign saying that that bathroom was out of commission for a bit. The ladies came, we got it all set up and we started study.
But then...I heard it.  I heard what sounded like a stream of water flowing coming from somewhere inside the house! Having a bad feeling about what was going on I rushed downstairs (excuse me for as second ladies) and saw water, water, everywhere.
Much like last time there were pouches of toilet water forming behind the paint on the wall (which is just plain gross, if you ask me), and, AND unlike last time, there was a pretty steady stream pouring out from from the center of the ceiling. I put a bucket under the stream and went back upstairs and finished leading Bible study.

As soon as the ladies left I called housing. They said they'd send someone right out (it's about 9pm now). While I waited for housing to show up I got to cleaning up the bathroom floor - wringing out the towels and "mopping" a little bit.  While I cleaned the floors I called Ryan. After I called Ryan I called Linda. I needed to vent I guess. Actually, I needed some prayer.  While I was talking to Linda, Matt (Ryan's husband) showed up with more towels. He then came up and turned the water back on and plunged the toilet for me and pretty much got it working again.  Isn't he the sweetest? Now it's like 9:30.
Having done all I could do at this point, I sat and waited until a little before 10, when one of the guys from housing showed up. He took a look at the toilet, plunged it again, shoved huge wads of toilet paper down it, and declared it "perfectly fine". Then he and I went downstairs and he was all, "Oh wow.  This isn't good." No, no it isn't. Now, I'm pretty much convinced that there is something like a crack or something in one of the pipes in the wall, because there was A LOT of water in our ground floor.  He said it was just coming down from the bathroom above, but 1) the water from the bathroom stayed in the bathroom and I know this because I had to clean it all up, and 2) the water coming from the center of the ceiling doesn't line up with the bathroom at all. It's probably a good 3 feet outside of where the bathroom lines up. But what do I know? So the housing guy spent the next half hour or so cutting away some of the wet stuff to make sure there weren't any more leaks.

The next day, Wednesday, he came back and made all of the holes bigger so that they could dry out over the weekend.

He told me to call Monday or Tuesday to make an appointment for them to come back and start the spackling process (2 or 3 coats of spackle, each a few days apart, then a few days later sanding and painting to finish).  So I called Monday the 29th and got an appointment for Wednesday, May 1st - two days away. which they never showed up to. Nor did they call to say they weren't coming. Yup. After running into the "boss man" on Thursday and ratting them out, one of the ladies from the housing office called to apologize, explaining that she had put our work order in for the wrong day and would Friday work since that's when they were planning on coming anyway.  Fine. May 3rd, the housing guy came back and did the first round of spackling.  This was also his last day working for housing, which meant from here on out a different guy would be taking care of this situation.

So I call again on Monday to set up the next round of spackling, get an appointment for Thursday, May 9th, which, once again, they didn't show up to and didn't call to say they weren't showing up. Now, I'm getting angry. I called the office and rather politely let them know they were supposed to be there that day and no one showed up or called. A few hours later the other lady from the housing office came to my house to apologize in person and explained how she was the one who messed up and didn't put it in their books and blah, blah, blah, let me take you out to lunch to make it up to you, blah, blah, blah and would tomorrow work? I did not take her up on her offer of going out to lunch, but to make her feel a little better I accepted her offer to bring us some pizza for lunch the next day.
Friday, May 10th, she showed up with pizza, but the guy did not show up because he had an emergency repair.  At least this time he called and explained and rescheduled for the following week. And that was fine - I totally understand about emergency repairs. It was hot that week and someone else's airconditioning takes precedence over my ceiling.
Eventually he made it back for the second round of spackling, and probably about a solid month after this all started, my laundry room ceiling was all patched up and painted.

Awesome. (You might have to squint a little to see the slap dash paint job - in the wrong color.)

13 August 2013

So, Back in April...Part 1

So, back in April, Josh and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary.  I know! I can hardly believe it's been 10 years - feels more like 30 or so.  Just kidding! I love you, babe.
To celebrate our anniversary, Josh took me into New York City.  He hired a car to drive us in (because I get terrible motion sickness on anything other than a car, and I'm only good in cars if I'm driving or in the passenger seat) to our hotel, The New York Marriott Marquis (swanky!).
After we checked in and what's it, we walked around the city for a bit. We did some shopping, stopping at the Lego store (of course), got some lunch and enjoyed the afternoon.

For dinner we ate at the hotel's rooftop rotating restaurant, and that was pretty cool. After dinner Josh had tickets for us to see The Lion King. It was pretty cool as well.  The play was essentially the Disney movie almost word for word, with some extra bits and songs thrown in for length I guess, but the way they did some of the bigger animals was really neat. I'm also very interesting in backdrops and scene changes on stages, and that was probably the best part of the whole thing.  Whoever figured it all out for this play is a genius.  It was really fun to watch.
Then it was off to bed, then up at gone in the morning. A wonderful weekend spent with my wonderful husband (my mom and stepdad came and stayed with the boys). I love you, Josh, and I am looking forward to the next 10 years, and then the 10 after that, and the 10 after that, and so forth and so on.

07 August 2013

Did You Miss Me?

Wow.  It is really hard to get back into the swing of things when you've taken an entire month off to just relax and enjoy the summer.  July was a super fun month, and I am really happy I made the conscious decision to "take off" that month.  No school or getting ready for school, no Sunday school, no Bible studies, no blogging, rarely tweeting or facebooking (can I make that a verb?). It's been lovely.  But now it's August, and it's time to start buckling down and getting ready for the year at hand (and by year I mean September through June).  First, here's how we spent our month off.
Fourth of July we went to a picnic at Ryan's, then over the weekend we went to my aunt's house in the Poconos for a family picnic. She she has a pool and a little hot tub:
The older 2 boys went to VBS for a week and LOVED IT. Zeke was pumped from the beginning.  Deacon took a day to get comfortable there (he did some crying the first day, but that's alright). If you check my facebook you can see the video of him at chapel, reading and reciting what they learned about that week.
The day after VBS ended we drove down to Josh's parents for a few days.  Well, we went down Saturday morning, and Josh was picked up Sunday morning to go to Yuma for 2 weeks, but the boys and I stayed for a few days.  We had a really good time.  We went to the beach a few times, which the boys loved - especially Finn, but which also took a few years off my life I think. I probably had a mini heart attack every time Finn went under a wave, but he always came back up with a gigantic smile on his face, so it's all good.

We also set up their pool a couple of days, helped bake donuts, and played with their cousin, Sam, the day our visit overlapped with Linda's.
Oh! Looking at my pictures I see we also took the boys mini-golfing one night when Josh was on leave. He took leave the week the boys had VBS, so it was nice having him home before he took off for a bit.

The rest of the month was spent at home, chillin.  Or at the water park.  Zeke has overcome any and all fears of the water and is really coming along with his swimming.  Well, it's really more flailing and what's it now, but he's essentially a fish, and loves putting his face in the water and swimming under water.  This means he's no longer afraid of the big slides at the water park anymore!
And I think that's about it. I hope y'all are enjoying your summers as much as we're enjoying ours!