4th of July -- Oohs and Ows
The fourth of July weekend was not nearly as interesting as I would have liked, mainly due to the fact that on the evening of the 4th, as our little band (D&S and their daughter River (age 2, our little pal) headed excitedly towards a good viewing point about half a mile away, yours truly - dancing along in my somewhat platform-y shoes - stepped on one of those little reflective thingies in the road and went down hard. Very hard. I felt the muscles in the front and side of my ankle wrench violently. As I lay on the side of the road assessing damages (not too good), I am happy to report that the good citizens of Albany came forward and displayed concern. A cop stopped, too, and asked me if I needed an ambulance. Hell no, just these two strong guys to lend me some shoulders to lean on. Seeing as I couldn't really walk too well and my ankle was throbbing viciously, we had to head back home. Man, I felt like such a drag. Luckily River is a little too young to know I ruined her evening. We did see the fireworks from D&S’s front porch, with my foot up in a chair and swaddled in ice and bags of frozen corn.
The next day my foot was bruised from ankle to the just above my toes. (Still is, actually). Hubz went scuba diving in Monterey all day with D&S, and I stayed home with the wonder dog. It sucked to be immobile, I had all these plans for Saturday but I could barely hobble. I read books and magazines, watched Trauma, Life in the ER and played Myst III on my computer. Also managed to clean the bathroom. I couldn’t even walk the patient girl. Hubz was gone from 7 am to 7 pm. It was a strange limbo day. I felt kind of sad.
Sunday was better. I could walk a little more, I took Sadie around the block and I bought some stuff from the plant nursery down the street. I looked at this awesome house for sale on my block. It is actually a triplex built by an artist who went bankrupt before his vision could be completed. The three units each have a different character and they are so cool I felt almost sick wanting them. High ceilings and funky fixtures and unusual views. One even had my complete dream bathtub:. a red(!) oversized claw foot tub that was really wide, really long and really deep. So cool! Give me a good book and a liberal supply of hot water and I could stay in a bathtub like that for eleven million years. Oh! I also found out that a branch of a famous coffee shop from the Italian section of SF is moving into our neighborhood. It will be around the corner, but not till spring. That will be a great thing for the hood.
Last night R&H came over for dinner. Hubz made halibut with pecan sauce and rosemary potatoes and artichokes. Our friend installed the great new artistic sculptural nickel silver kitchen faucet and it took about two hours. I have new respect for plumbers after watching how complicated it was. Boy, our old faucet was fugly and I hadn't even thought about it much. What a truly great house-warming present.
The next day my foot was bruised from ankle to the just above my toes. (Still is, actually). Hubz went scuba diving in Monterey all day with D&S, and I stayed home with the wonder dog. It sucked to be immobile, I had all these plans for Saturday but I could barely hobble. I read books and magazines, watched Trauma, Life in the ER and played Myst III on my computer. Also managed to clean the bathroom. I couldn’t even walk the patient girl. Hubz was gone from 7 am to 7 pm. It was a strange limbo day. I felt kind of sad.
Sunday was better. I could walk a little more, I took Sadie around the block and I bought some stuff from the plant nursery down the street. I looked at this awesome house for sale on my block. It is actually a triplex built by an artist who went bankrupt before his vision could be completed. The three units each have a different character and they are so cool I felt almost sick wanting them. High ceilings and funky fixtures and unusual views. One even had my complete dream bathtub:. a red(!) oversized claw foot tub that was really wide, really long and really deep. So cool! Give me a good book and a liberal supply of hot water and I could stay in a bathtub like that for eleven million years. Oh! I also found out that a branch of a famous coffee shop from the Italian section of SF is moving into our neighborhood. It will be around the corner, but not till spring. That will be a great thing for the hood.
Last night R&H came over for dinner. Hubz made halibut with pecan sauce and rosemary potatoes and artichokes. Our friend installed the great new artistic sculptural nickel silver kitchen faucet and it took about two hours. I have new respect for plumbers after watching how complicated it was. Boy, our old faucet was fugly and I hadn't even thought about it much. What a truly great house-warming present.