Month: May 2012

  • …just checking in

    Ventures into the xanga world have been mighty scarce for me lately. For any who might be curious, here are some reasons:

    In order to take advantage of our city’s generous offer to haul away large brush and yard waste for free, the “jungle” growing in our back yard had to be cleared before the last week in March. That pile in the photo below to the left of the area with the rosemary growing out of the whiskey barrel is not a big shrub, but approximately half of the pile of brush that was eventually cleared from the back yard for the city to haul off.

    Thankfully, the city will take yard trash in those biodegradable sacks that remind me of overgrown paper grocery sacks or a trash can every week, because I am fairly certain that before this photo below got taken, at least a dozen garbage can’s worth of weeds were also hauled off over the course of several weeks.

    April turned out to be painting time. First, I had to complete a painting for the George Washington Carver Museum art education scholarship fundraiser by mid-April. I painted this from a photo that had gotten damaged when we had our water leaks a while back and while I am no Al_son, I thought it turned out pretty well.

    The next painting project was our bedroom, so that it would be ready when the remainder of the flooring is installed. Son-in-law came over one day to help me move heavy furniture and reach the high spots. We also started hanging the wallpaper border I had picked out, but have not had a chance to finish that, so no picture has been taken yet.

    After we we cleaned up the painting mess, I went to put away the supplies and had trouble even getting to the cabinet where we store them in the garage for all of the stuff that was piled in front of it. Getting it opened did not actually do much good, either, since it was also piled so high with all kinds of stuff and there was no place to store the paint we might actually need again someday. I started dumping everything out of it, decided that more shelves needed to be built to help keep everything readily accessible, some more pegboard on the inside of the doors for the paintbrushes would straighten out the warped doors that did not like to close very well and this would also make selecting brushes a lot easier, too. Cleared out a bunch of old stuff (found a couple of cans of paint from art school in the 1970′s in there) and got pretty much all of our paint supplies to fit in there again. The bottom still has a lot of the junk that was piled up in front of it, but it is SO much better now than it was!

    The most recent project we finished was going through our VHS tapes and getting rid of stuff that had been taped off of the air and things we now had on DVD format. Daughter also helped out by taking home some family favorites that we were reluctant to part with, so that was nice, too.

    I am trying to muster up the gumption to cull our book collection next, but not only do I have to have the stamina, I must be in a more ruthless state of mind than usual, or it will not do much good. You see, I have always considered books my friends, and how can you just kick your friends to the curb?

  • my home town

    Stole this from one of my hometown facebook friends:

    The latitude and longitude of Midland, Michigan is:
    43° 36′ 56″ N / 84° 14′ 50″ W
    It is the county seat of Midland County.
    Through the influence of a Dow Chemical plant opening in Handa, Aichi, Japan, Midland and Handa have become sister cities.
    Midland was also named #4 Best Small City to raise a family in by Forbes Magazine.
    As of the census[1] of 2000, there were 41,685 people, 16,743 households, and 11,000 families residing in the Midland.
    The record low temperature is 30 below zero.
    The record High temperature is 106.
    The average annual rainfall is 27.4″
    Midland has a total area of 35.0 square miles, of which, 33.2 square miles of it is land and 1.7 square miles of it (4.95%) is water.


    Notable Midlanders:

    Jeff Backus, National Football League offensive tackle for the Detroit Lions
    David Lee Camp, member of the United States House of Representatives
    Michael Cohrs, Member of Court and Financial Policy Committee Bank of England
    Terry Collins, manager New York Mets
    Mikey “Bug” Cox, ex-Drummer of Coal Chamber
    Alden B. Dow, architect
    Herbert H. Dow, founder of Dow Chemical
    Gary Gerould, sports announcer National Basketball Association with the Sacramento Kings and other sports
    Cathy Guisewite, cartoonist known for the comic strip, Cathy
    James Aloysius Hickey, Cardinal Archbishop of Washington, DC
    Robert Jarvik, inventor of the Jarvik-7 artificial heart
    Larry Jaster, former Major League Baseball pitcher with the St.Louis Cardinals, Montreal Expos, and Atlanta Braves
    Nancy LaMott, cabaret singer
    Meredith McGrath, former Women’s Tennis Association professional
    Matt Mieske, former baseball player for the Milwaukee Brewers, Chicago Cubs, Seattle Mariners, Houston Astros, and the Arizona Diamondbacks
    Chuck Moss, member of the Michigan House of Representatives
    Howard Mudd, Pro Bowl offensive guard for the San Francisco 49ers and assistant coach for Indianapolis Colts
    Jalen Parmele, National Football League running back for the Baltimore Ravens
    Bill Schuette, Michigan Attorney General, former District Court of Appeals Judge, former member of the United States House of Representatives
    Kerry Collins, Philanthropist and cycling enthusiast
    Bob Scurfield, former professional ice hockey player
    Jim Shaw, visual artist
    Steve Shelley, drummer of Sonic Youth
    Mary P. Sinclair, nuclear activist
    Cheryl Studer, opera singer
    Tom Vaughn, Jazz pianist and Episcopal Priest formerly at St. John’s Episcopal Church
    Scott Winchester, former pitcher for the Cincinnati Reds
    Craig Kressler, 1980 Olympic Speedskating team
    Jim Kern, 2 time All Star baseball player

     

  • Hurry up and wait

    These last couple of weeks, I felt a bit like I have been camping out in some medical office waiting room or another. Sometimes there are interesting folks to watch and/or chat with, but of course, one cannot always count on that diversion being provided, so that is why I bring my “busy bag” with me. I keep magazines and newsletters that I haven’t gotten around to reading yet, whatever book we are studying in our book group and any “portable” work that needs to be done for my business, like putting contact information stickers on samples and that sort of thing in there. This really helps me wait much more patiently since that is a skill which I always seem to need to improve.
    Thankfully, I was feeling pretty good for most of these times recently and nearly everything was just the usual check-up/lab work/follow-up sort of thing, but I cannot even imagine how different the experience would have been if I was in great pain, either from actual physical symptoms or that awful, not-knowing feeling while waiting for lab test or x-ray results…then there is the payment/insurance filing quagmire. Yikes! Moments can seem like hours and hours can feel like a lifetime.
    While I was sitting in one of those places, I decided that there needed to be guidelines regarding the maximum amount of time anyone should be expected to wait and began compiling them in my head:

    • For rooms with comfy chairs, functional climate control set at a reasonable temperature, interesting show on the television (or better yet, turned off) and no screaming children: 30 to 45 minutes maximum.
    • For each item missing from this list, deduct 5 minutes, with the possible exception of deducting 10 minutes for soap operas on the television. After all, anyone who really follows them will either stay home to watch or record them for later so they do not miss a single moment and everyone else has no clue what is going on anyway.

    What do YOU think about when you find yourself in a waiting room?