Painting and Party

Painting the kitchen went well. My friend showed up at noon Friday with soup and a plan. She didn’t think I had blocked enough areas with making tape so we did that first. Then we spent the next few hours trading brush and roller until we completed the first coat. The biggest area was the ceiling which we did mainly with the roller. The rest of the room required careful work around the counters and cabinets. It is a very pale shade of yellow now. It is not a big difference from the old off-white, but looks fresh and clean.
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Bummer

I had noticed that Anita hadn’t been updating her Home Page as much as usual and had stopped checking it every day. Unfortunately, the cause was some serious health problems, which she wrote about in her weblog on Ocotber 15. I hope she makes a speedy recovery from her surgery and is soon back to posting regularly.

Paint

I am going to paint the kitchen. A friend, who loves to paint, will be coming over to help tomorrow. Knowing this is very useful, since it will inspire me to get the prep work done today, which is seventy per cent of the battle.

Evening errands

Last night, I had the best pot roast in my life at Ted’s Montana Grill. This chain was started by Ted Turner to provide an outlet for his bison meat. Jack had the Philly burger, and said it was very good.

I had met Jack for dinner after he finished work, so we could eat and run a few errands together. We went to the nearby Goodwill to look at their bikes. Since I enjoyed biking so much in Toronto, I decided I wanted to find a cheap bike to ride around here. I wanted Jack with me since he knows more about them. I found a woman’s bike for fifteen dollars that had flat tires, but otherwise looked as though it had never been used. Even if we have to replace the inner tubes, I think it will be a good deal.

We also found some cafe curtains for the kitchen. We have been talking about covering the kitchen window for ten years or more now. It faces east, and the morning sun blinds us in the winter time when the cottonwood tree outside the window loses its leaves.

It was a productive evening though I was a bit miffed this morning when I realized that I lost my cell phone. Both Jack and I heard a skittering noise as we got into the car at Home Depot, but couldn’t see anything in the dark parking lot. When I got home, I started to charge my phone, but couldn’t find it. I thought I had left it in the car, and didn’t realize until this morning that the skittering noise must have been the phone. I drove down there as soon as it was light this morning, but there were no signs of the phone where we had been parked, nor had anyone turned it in.

It is an obsolete model, five or six years old, with a flakey battery, which I have been thinking about replacing for a while now. It is amazing how cheap cell phones have become, like so many other consumer electronics.

Picking berries

Two friends called this morning and asked me if I wanted to go to Happy Apple Farm in Penrose, Colorado. I had never picked raspberries before. The bushes had been picked over, but I managed to find a pint of extremely ripe berries. They were so ripe that I immediately brought them home and made a raspberry cobbler, now baking in the oven.

I don’t believe I’ve ever made a cobber before, either. To judge from the ingredients, it was first made by someone who didn’t have the patience to make a pie.

Walking the dogs

I lost Dudley for a heart stopping three to five minutes today. I have been letting him off the lead for most of our walks recently. He usually stays within six to ten feet of me except for when he will stop to sniff out the neighborhood news. However, he saw some birds flying up from a thicket when we were nearly home, and took off in pursuit. I couldn’t even hear him crashing through the trees. I wasn’t wearing appropriate clothing for bushwhacking, so I had just about decided to go back home and change into jeans when he came running down the trail to find me.

I haven’t been walking nearly as much as I should to meet my goal of thirty minutes a day. Lody has been a little lame, and hasn’t been keeping up very well. I have been afraid I would lose her if I kept marching along at my normal pace, so today I left her home and just took Dudley. I don’t think she minds, as long as I managed to keep her from noticing that I am taking Dudley. I slipped out with him while she was occupied with her breakfast.