Highways of Communication

Last night I dreamed that Adam was a bridge engineer. Will someone please analyze this stuff? Seriously.

Life has gotten crazy. For those who didn't know, I picked up a part time job at the downtown Barnes & Noble (hello, discount!), and I've been rehearsing a show with a youth group in St Louis Park. Adam has been valiantly picking up the household pieces and keeping the dog appeased. His life just got much happier, though, and we'll get pix up as soon as we can.

The upshot is, there's not a lot of blogging going on, and not even a lot of emailing, so if you're feeling neglected, you should call me and put yourself on our calendar for some time in mid-November or early December. We love you, we really do.

smochs

I had a dream about you, too! I dreamed that you came back from Korea for a visit, and you surprised me at a restaurant or a bar or someplace. I was all excited and I asked you how long you were going to stay and you said, "Adriano wants to leave tomorrow night to go back to Korea." I said, "So, can I hang out with you tomorrow morning?" You said, "No, I'm acting for the performing arts section of the SAT."

What?

So, I got really angry and I went over to Marc and Becky's house (which was not their actual house, of course, it was some huge rambling one level house with a big greenhouse/sauna combination) and I was telling Marc how awful it was that you were leaving again, but he had some kind of weird facial muscle disease and all he wanted me to do was make coffee for him. But this is Marc, right, so he had this crazy technological coffee maker and I couldn't figure out how to make it work, and I got more and more angry, so I left without making him coffee. (Sorry, dude!)

Then I woke up. Seriously, what?

Minus 50 thousand words.

Don't worry, the pictures will be back.

Eventually.

I deleted some off of Flickr to make room for others, completely forgetting that it would delete the links here. Argh.

House Update!

Do you know, once this dining room adventure is done, I don't know what I'm going to blog about anymore. Hrm.

Well, no worries about that yet, because projects just keep rolling right along! Adam has sanded, conditioned, sanded, and stained the wood trim. He doing a little bit of repair in one corner, and then he'll be on to the polyurethane sealant. As you can see below, the stain made a huge difference in how the wood looks. Instead of looking obviously old and mistreated by whatever fool painted it the first time, it looks obviously old but still lovely and warm.

I finished painting the dining room picture rails and have started painting the upstairs hallway picture rails. I actually got to hang the first picture up today. Yay, art!

And, just in case you were worried about "all work and no play," here's a picture of Sherwing singing karaoke last Wednesday!

Fetterman Schmalkaldic

Joshua, I had a dream about you! You were the youngest of five kids, four boys with a girl in the middle, but you'd only been raised with three of them because your twin brother was abducted in infancy. Thirty years later, he's finally found your family, and you're all set to meet for the first time.

So, I'm sitting there with you and your family around a display of patio furniture at Home Depot, and your twin walks in with a couple of other guys, and I turn to you and say (about your twin):

He's here! Look, he's the shorter one.

Because maybe you wouldn't recognize him? Yeah, in case you were wondering, I'm still a dork.

Morning view of downtown

This is a view of the Wells Fargo Center (where I work) reflected in the IDS Center across the street. I was standing in the skyway between Gaviidae Common and the City Center.

Yeah, not so much anymore.

Hey, Smochs, remember how you bought that dog toy for Arrow and it was really squeaky?

Hey, Marc, remember when I said this place was for sale and you should buy it and open Coffee and Bacon?

Already?

It seems like yesterday that I told Adam we were getting married. But here we are at our second wedding anniversary already. Two years ago today, my dad was eating four pieces of our wedding cake and my in-laws and cousins were making friends with Japanese dairy businessmen.

I feel blessed to have had two wonderful years of marriage, and I hope we have many more to come!