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swingchickiethe morning was all about getting stuff done: the exterminator came to do his monthly sweep of the house*, i had a big meeting at work i had to call into, and then there were the 2 hoops to make and ship to CA for a customer. early afternoon when the hoops were all bubble-wrapped and ready to ship, i took them to the post office near work (because the workers there understand how to ship them and don't argue with me). we weighed and measured and got everything taken care of, but it did take a few minutes so i could sense a line of people growing behind me. when i finally turned around to leave, i glanced at the people in line... and jack was standing there! hee! it was such an awesome surprise to see him in the same post office as me at the same time, i got all doofy and jumped up and down and smooched him. it made my day, i grinned for the rest of the afternoon.
last night was date night, so we did a nummy indian dinner out and went to the movies. every 10-year-old boy in the county was lined up to see the new indiana jones movie, and doing the 10-year-old boy "i'm bursting with energy and i'm with a bunch of my friends so i'm going to run around and screech at the top of my lungs" thing... thank god we were going to something that wasn't an opening-weekend blockbuster: "young@heart". i can't recommend this movie enough, i absolutely loved it. try, TRY to see it while it's still in the theatres, or netflix it. it's a documentary about a chorus of elderly people (average age is 81) in MA who do covers of modern songs -- the clash, talking heads, coldplay, etc. i'd heard about them years ago when i was still living in boston, and thought the idea was awesome. what i didn't realize until seeing the movie was just how much a song can change when you have a much-older person singing it -- the words take on different meaning entirely. i'm not going to ruin the movie for you by launching into a review... i'll just say that i laughed like crazy, i cried, i was moved and uplifted. some of the rehearsal and concert footage had all of us (all 10 of us) in the theater cheering out loud at the screen. and i totally want to be in a chorus like that when i'm 81.
after the movies, we made it to rita's water ice right before they closed for the night. philly peeps: their new sweet tea flavored water ice is INSANE, especially if you get it layered with vanilla custard. drool.
so, my exterminator guy is awesome. seriously. his quarterly pest-sweep of my house is probably the best $40/month i could spend. yesterday's visit was actually worth hundreds, for what he found.
first: he went into my crawlspace and was like, "you have a water leak". turns out i had just started my dishwasher, and water was pouring from the water line down into the crawlspace. so he saved me some serious aggravation (although now i'm off to buy a new dishwasher this weekend). the last time he was in there, he alerted me to a weight-bearing post that was rotting... jack and i bought a jack from lowe's that we're going to put in there this weekend to prop the floor back up. so he's saved me from water damage AND a collapsing living room floor.
second: right before he left, he was like, "okay, anything else you'd like me to treat or look at?" "no," i replied, "but i do have a funny story for you... a couple of months ago, i looked closely at the double panes in my back windows, and discovered hundreds of dead little flying ants trapped in between the 2 panes of glass. there's literally a pile of them in there. and there were little wings all over the windowsill... but i never saw a single ant in my house. it's like they crawled onto the sill and died before they could get off of it, it was so freaky!" his face fell: "where are they? let me see." he took one look and said, "those aren't ants in there."
swarming termites.
ugh, the thought makes me itch. he said there's a breed of termite that swarms in to someone's house, their wings fall off and they breed, and then they lay their eggs in the ground near the house so that when they hatch, the babies have the house right there to eat. hopefully most of those termites didn't have a chance to breed and/or lay eggs because so many of them are dead right in the window... but there's a good chance at least some of them did. so now i have to have termite treatments done as well. thank god i told him that story, or i'd be living in a chunk of swiss cheese in a few months. ugh.
oh, and THIRD: when he looked around outside, he came back in and told me that one of my small trees had a bat living in a hollow near the ground... so i should be careful if i was planning to do yard work around that tree this weekend. i think bats are cute, so i was like, "ok, no big deal." i told jack when he came over later, and he was all excited and wanted to see where the hollow was. he went over to the tree, and was peering around at the few hollows at its base... and then switched his gaze to the trunk right by his face, and he was face-to-face with the bat. eeeeeeeeeeek! for some reason, the little thing was out clinging to the trunk in the daylight, getting some fresh air. and if jack had been an inch or two closer, that thing could have gone right for his face. *shudder* needless to say, i will be avoiding that tree for a while.
last night was date night, so we did a nummy indian dinner out and went to the movies. every 10-year-old boy in the county was lined up to see the new indiana jones movie, and doing the 10-year-old boy "i'm bursting with energy and i'm with a bunch of my friends so i'm going to run around and screech at the top of my lungs" thing... thank god we were going to something that wasn't an opening-weekend blockbuster: "young@heart". i can't recommend this movie enough, i absolutely loved it. try, TRY to see it while it's still in the theatres, or netflix it. it's a documentary about a chorus of elderly people (average age is 81) in MA who do covers of modern songs -- the clash, talking heads, coldplay, etc. i'd heard about them years ago when i was still living in boston, and thought the idea was awesome. what i didn't realize until seeing the movie was just how much a song can change when you have a much-older person singing it -- the words take on different meaning entirely. i'm not going to ruin the movie for you by launching into a review... i'll just say that i laughed like crazy, i cried, i was moved and uplifted. some of the rehearsal and concert footage had all of us (all 10 of us) in the theater cheering out loud at the screen. and i totally want to be in a chorus like that when i'm 81.
after the movies, we made it to rita's water ice right before they closed for the night. philly peeps: their new sweet tea flavored water ice is INSANE, especially if you get it layered with vanilla custard. drool.
so, my exterminator guy is awesome. seriously. his quarterly pest-sweep of my house is probably the best $40/month i could spend. yesterday's visit was actually worth hundreds, for what he found.
first: he went into my crawlspace and was like, "you have a water leak". turns out i had just started my dishwasher, and water was pouring from the water line down into the crawlspace. so he saved me some serious aggravation (although now i'm off to buy a new dishwasher this weekend). the last time he was in there, he alerted me to a weight-bearing post that was rotting... jack and i bought a jack from lowe's that we're going to put in there this weekend to prop the floor back up. so he's saved me from water damage AND a collapsing living room floor.
second: right before he left, he was like, "okay, anything else you'd like me to treat or look at?" "no," i replied, "but i do have a funny story for you... a couple of months ago, i looked closely at the double panes in my back windows, and discovered hundreds of dead little flying ants trapped in between the 2 panes of glass. there's literally a pile of them in there. and there were little wings all over the windowsill... but i never saw a single ant in my house. it's like they crawled onto the sill and died before they could get off of it, it was so freaky!" his face fell: "where are they? let me see." he took one look and said, "those aren't ants in there."
swarming termites.
ugh, the thought makes me itch. he said there's a breed of termite that swarms in to someone's house, their wings fall off and they breed, and then they lay their eggs in the ground near the house so that when they hatch, the babies have the house right there to eat. hopefully most of those termites didn't have a chance to breed and/or lay eggs because so many of them are dead right in the window... but there's a good chance at least some of them did. so now i have to have termite treatments done as well. thank god i told him that story, or i'd be living in a chunk of swiss cheese in a few months. ugh.
oh, and THIRD: when he looked around outside, he came back in and told me that one of my small trees had a bat living in a hollow near the ground... so i should be careful if i was planning to do yard work around that tree this weekend. i think bats are cute, so i was like, "ok, no big deal." i told jack when he came over later, and he was all excited and wanted to see where the hollow was. he went over to the tree, and was peering around at the few hollows at its base... and then switched his gaze to the trunk right by his face, and he was face-to-face with the bat. eeeeeeeeeeek! for some reason, the little thing was out clinging to the trunk in the daylight, getting some fresh air. and if jack had been an inch or two closer, that thing could have gone right for his face. *shudder* needless to say, i will be avoiding that tree for a while.
