Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Cranky Pants

Or, in other words... me. Not Dan. But since no one actually reads this, I can expunge all my negative feelings in this very healthy way, and post feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. And save Dan from listening to more pointless grumbles. :)

So, we have a super-duper amazingly great washing machine. It's high efficiency. But apparently when they built the thing, all the intelligence was used in the mechanics. Unfortunately, it's brain seems to be too small to tell time correctly. I wouldn't mind if they hadn't installed the attractive little countdown display so you would know when the laundry is done. However, it is horribly inaccurate. Somehow, the measuring device seems to be designed by kiss-up politicians - it just makes up a number. It counts down, giving the illusion that it will only be 45 minutes until it is through, when it is really more than an hour. I find this a little deceitful.

Of course, I wouldn't be quite so offended, if I weren't anxiously waiting for said load to complete so I could get on with my packing! Ah, well.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Observations from a Pregnant Lady

No - Dan isn’t writing this. I’ve temporarily usurped his blogspace. However, I don’t suppose he will mind. He might not even notice.

As awful as it is to lose someone you care about, there are some enjoyable things about funerals.
I got to meet family I never met before. Here are Dan’s aunts and uncles - all of his mom’s surviving siblings plus Grandpa (except the sister that lives in Australia). And they all had really great stories to tell about Mom.


Because most people recognize that there isn’t much that helps, they make food. In fact, people baked and cooked and created the most splendid meals. And since being an emotional wreck seems to require more calories than normal, this pregnant lady was delighted to take a break from crying and tough conversations to consume some yummy food.


I find emotional upheaval cannot be recommended to alleviate nausea. So, it was a little bit rougher of a week. However, out of consideration for those with delicate sensibilities, I am not including a picture of the toilet that I got to know much too well.

Oh, wait, we’re still talking about good things….. So…. I also enjoyed getting to see good friends and have their support at such a sad time. It meant a lot. Thanks!!


I really enjoyed getting to spend time with close family and seeing their kids! I even got to go trick-or-treating with Heidi and Charles’ cute girls and Kera & Andy’s brood (except for Nathan who felt too grown up for the only costume that fit).



(Emma’s headpiece kind of reminds me of “Princess Bunhead”.)

This is just a great picture of Kera's son