pain in the glass, rain in the ... -- and actually fun stuff
Remember how when we were in Boston a year ago, someone smashed the window of our rental car and stole our GPS? (Did you remember that the prime suspect was a ninja? I didn't either, until I reread my post.) This Saturday, in an annoying replay, our minivan window was smashed outside our house, and the replacement GPS was stolen. (The ninjas are invading Santa Clara!) Happily, this did not happen in the middle of a torrential downpour like last time. Even more happily, Quality Auto Glass & Tint was able to come repair the window on-site within a few hours, including cleaning up the glass. So the whole ordeal was less of an ordeal than it seemed like it might be, and it didn't end up causing problems for the next day's airport run to pick up our visitors from the UK.
We have visitors from the UK! Including the world's most adorably chubby-cheeked baby! This is great fun. It means days off and going neat places and handing toys back and forth and having an utterly appreciative audience for every silly thing I do.
Remember torrential downpours, which I referred to two paragraphs back? We had one of those yesterday when the sky opened up and released all the water it's been holding in for the past six months. (No? That's not how it works? Details, details.) In the middle of this, the dining room ceiling started leaking. This was odd, since the dining room is on the first floor, and the second floor above it was dry and unharmed. Things in our house rarely work normally. We think either the water came in via the roof, down through the second story wall, and into the space between floors, or that it came in an unfound hole behind the drainpipe on the side of the house. Happily, when the rain slowed, the drip stopped, and the house is not yet in any apparent danger of collapsing from water damage. So I was able to run off to a South Bay Writers meeting with my Halloween costume.
For the club's literary costume contest, Suzette and I dressed as the Walrus and the Carpenter from the Lewis Carroll poem. (Thanks to skneal for the inspiration!) We won the prize for funniest costume.
We have visitors from the UK! Including the world's most adorably chubby-cheeked baby! This is great fun. It means days off and going neat places and handing toys back and forth and having an utterly appreciative audience for every silly thing I do.
Remember torrential downpours, which I referred to two paragraphs back? We had one of those yesterday when the sky opened up and released all the water it's been holding in for the past six months. (No? That's not how it works? Details, details.) In the middle of this, the dining room ceiling started leaking. This was odd, since the dining room is on the first floor, and the second floor above it was dry and unharmed. Things in our house rarely work normally. We think either the water came in via the roof, down through the second story wall, and into the space between floors, or that it came in an unfound hole behind the drainpipe on the side of the house. Happily, when the rain slowed, the drip stopped, and the house is not yet in any apparent danger of collapsing from water damage. So I was able to run off to a South Bay Writers meeting with my Halloween costume.
For the club's literary costume contest, Suzette and I dressed as the Walrus and the Carpenter from the Lewis Carroll poem. (Thanks to skneal for the inspiration!) We won the prize for funniest costume.