Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Next best thing to Serta.

We finally got the kitchen floors finished, and I think Sajak likes them. His cushion was only a few feet away, but he chose the smooth oak planks instead. It probably feels better on a warm day. We stained the floors on our way out the door to Iowa over the weekend, and I put a coat of finish on them when we got home on Memorial Day and a second coat yesterday. I think tonight we'll be able to move the fridge, stove, table, etc., back into the room. Winn got the rest of the cabinets built at his dad's shop over the weekend. We still need the doors, but at least I'll be able to unpack most of the kitchen paraphernalia.

I should be getting things together for our Alaska trip, but I can't seem to concentrate on packing when there's still so much UNpacking to be done. I need to at least locate all our boxes of clothes and travel items. It will probably be fairly chilly up there this early in the summer, so socks and scarves and sweaters are a must. I'm looking forward to the whale-watching, the extra hours of daylight, the glaciers, the hot coffee on a brisk morning on the deck of the ship, and the precious time with family.

Dan update.

Apparently Dan broke not only his tibia and fibula, but a bone in his ankle as well. He had surgery yesterday, and we're praying for a speedy recovery.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

The Boundary Waters Blues.

Winn and the guys left for the Boundary Waters on Friday and weren't supposed to come home until late Thursday night, so when we wives got a call on Tuesday night that they were on their way home early, it made us just a little bit nervous. You never know what might happen up in those deep, cold waters where there's lots of bears and no cell phone reception. It turns out that on Tuesday morning Dan's foot got caught in a rock during one of their portages, causing him to trip while carrying two large packs, twisting his leg around backwards in the process. (We found out later that he broke both his tibia and fibula and may require surgery.) The guys splinted his leg and carried him through an 80-rod portage, a 180-rod portage, and paddled across the water through the wind for hours to get to a vehicle. Luckily they ran into a group on the lake who had a satellite phone and were able to call a tow-boat (to come in as far as the point where they allow motorized boats) to pull them to shore. About seven hours after the accident happened, they reached their vehicle where they could take him to the ER.

Winn said that Dan was a trooper through it all and that he wouldn't have wanted this experience to happen with any other group of guys. They all worked together and did what needed to be done and made some unforgettable memories in the process. It sounds like they had a good time prior to the accident, and there were several high points, including this trout that Winn caught and they fried up for dinner with some onion soup mix and peanut oil that Chris had packed. My mouth watered when I heard about it sizzling over the campfire.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Thank you, Andrea.

I hit 29 a couple days ago, so that means the big 3-0 is next year. It doesn't bother me yet, but in case it starts to, I'll have to think of something radical to a sports car, get my tongue pierced, go skydiving...hmmm...all year to think about it. I had a fun surprise delivered by the big brown truck yesterday. It was a package from my thoughtful and talented friend Andrea containing this perfect birthday gift, handmade especially for me. It will be a smashing addition to the wall above our espresso machine. (This photo gives you a sneak-peek at the color of our kitchen.)


Goodbye and good riddance to Business Law II and Consumer Behavior. As of last night, I'm finished with this term! My weeks off before summer term will be spent going on an Alaskan cruise with Winn's family, building a chicken coop for the chicks we'll be getting from my friend Ursula soon, unpacking more boxes and painting more trim and walls, and (since Winn is back two days early from his trip to the Boundary Waters--I'll post a story about why soon) going to Iowa this weekend to finish building kitchen cabinets. We're sanding and staining the kitchen floors on our way out the door so they can be dry by the time we get back, so I'd better get to work!

Monday, May 19, 2008

Perty flowers.

Snapped this shot of our tree out front this morning lookin' all summery and gorgeous. It has been fun to watch the yard transform as the trees bud and grass grows. I spent about eight hours outside on Saturday raking leaves, cleaning up debris from all the construction, tending the burn pile, cleaning the deck, and hauling wheelbarrow loads of scrap metal to the scrap metal pile and brush to the burn pile. There's still tons to be done, but it looks a lot better. I also got the inside stairs painted and some more stuff unpacked over the weekend, and my sweet sister Peggy helped me paint the living room...again. And bros Jimmy and Billy supplied their brawn for a while on Saturday as well.

Jonathan is back from a visit with his mom, and tonight we're having a fun movie night while Winn is gone. We're going to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks in our PJs and eat popcorn.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

The Fishermen Three.

Winn has been in the Boundary Waters with friends Chris and Skylar for a few days now. I know it was a much-needed vacation for all three hard-working, generous, and overextended guys. Haven't heard from them since they made it up to Ely and probably won't hear anything until they canoe out. No news is good news. I guess the ice finally melted on the lakes around Mother's Day, so at least they'll be able to reach the water's edge to set up camp every night. I hope they're having an invigorating and relaxing time. I know they were planning on having their fill of walleye, about which I'm jealous. I was just looking at these photos and remembering our trip up there two summers ago. God sure did create some beautiful scenery for us to explore and enjoy, didn't He?

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

The Pledge of Allegiance.

Jonathan and I were at Home Depot the other day when he stopped in front of a flag in the paint aisle, put his hand on his heart, and flawlessly recited:

I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands,
One nation, under God, indivisible,
With liberty and justice for all.

I stopped next to him and put my hand on my heart until he was finished. Later at the checkout counter we bought a little 98-cent stick flag to hang on his treehouse.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Roman Noce.

This Italian tile that we put in the bathroom was stuck in a port somewhere for months, just when we needed it, so we almost ended up going with something else. But the day that I went and chose a different tile, this one came in. Oofdah, that was close! Anyway, it still needs to be grouted, but I'll give you a sneak peek...

Thursday, May 8, 2008


I was at my parents' house the other day when my sister and her two kids were in town for a visit, and my four-year-old nephew Joel spent (and this is no exaggeration) about 45 minutes fixing my hair. (Apparently he has an infatuation with hair.) I thought that much time and effort warranted a display of the finished product...

Wednesday, May 7, 2008


The tiling isn't done in the bathroom, the kitchen cabinets aren't installed yet, the walls aren't all painted, the floors aren't all finished, and we're still living out of boxes...but first things first, Winn and Jonathan are building a treehouse this week.

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Tuesday, May 6, 2008


Things are beginning to get back to *normal* again here after our move, so I hope to catch up on some posting over the next few days. I'll try and post some inside before-and-after shots soon, but to start with, I just wanted to share with you the scene that I enjoyed outside this morning. It was a beautiful 80 degrees, and all I could hear was the birds chirping. I love our new place!