Tags: amusing, car, family
James and I spent our holiday weekend in Springfield, IL, visiting with his dad, brother, sister-in-law, and their adorable sons Brady and Devin. We mostly relaxed, ate some cooked out food, ignored the fireworks, and played with the boys. The only painful part of the visit was the drive to and from — it’s about 5 and a half hours, and the Fit is not known for it’s comfortable seats.
Speaking of the Fit, my “Boo-berry” has earned a second nickname. I was telling Jill the other day about fitting that 52″ TV in the back, and she exclaimed, “It’s like the Tardis! It’s bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. And it’s even blue!” For those uninitiated, the Tardis is the Police-Box-shaped time machine Dr. Who uses for all of his adventures. I know, it’s dorky. But with Battlestar Galactica, Firefly, and Star Wars on my list of obsessions, it was only a matter of time before I’d add this show to my favorites.
Tonight I decided to test out my favorite feature of my new car: the “magic” seats. Both back seats not only flip down, but the bottom seats also flip up so you can slide a bike in through the back doors. According to the book, it says you’re supposed to take the front wheel off your bike, but I figured my bike was smaller than most, certainly the whole thing would fit in there, right? So up the bike goes…over…watch the paint…run around to the other side…pull…and there! But, heh, the doors won’t shut. So I pop the front wheel off, jump in with the bike, do some more maneuvering, and voila! Only took 15 minutes, lol. I remembered my dad-in-law, who also owns a Fit, mentioning he thought it was easier to lay the seats down and fit the whole bike in the back. So out comes the bike (watch the paint!), on goes the wheel, down go the seats, and then I continue with the grunting and pushing and pulling. I guess when I imagined throwing my bike in the back, I neglected to account for my lack of upper body strength, heh. I’d say both methods are more trouble than I’d hoped, but still better than a precarious bike rack. It says I should be able to fit two bikes with the front wheels off, but I won’t be able to test that with James’s new bike because it doesn’t have an easy release on the front wheel. I’m hoping to test it in the fall with my friend Jenny, who’s also an avid biker. Maybe with two of us the bikes will slide in easier.
The only other complaint I’ve got with the new car is the seats aren’t all that comfortable. I’m hoping I just need to get used to them. But it sure does look pretty!
Tags: car, james
My new Honda Fit is everything I imagined it to be. Vibrant blue exterior. Roomy black interior. Built with short people in mind (I hardly have to scoot the seat up to reach the peddles, woo-hoo!). Handy jack for the ipod. And a new car smell. Sniiiifffff….aaaahhhhhh.
I took her for a spin with Charissa tonight after watching Flight of the Conchords. The driveway was a little problematic (scraaaape, eek!), but I opted for backing her in when I got back, and that seemed to help. Can’t wait to show her off at work tomorrow. We’re sneaking off to see Harry Potter (again!) in the afternoon. Then off for a long lunch on Wednesday with Toast at the new Blue Koi at Towncenter. Vroom!
James is cracking me up. He’s in the other room watching the World Series of Pop Culture on VH1, and he’s answering every…damn…thing. “Roadhouse!” he exclaims. “Preparation H, you dumbasses!” He really should try out for this show next year. The prize money is $250,000 and mama needs a new house…
Tags: books, car, kansas city, restaurants
It’s not enough that Harry Potter 5 opened on Wednesday (which I think I’m going to see again next week, it was so awesome), but the highly anticipated seventh and final book in the series will be released next Saturday the 21st. I went online and reserved two copies, because of course James and I have to read it simultaneously. Apparently we can go down to Borders and pick up our copies at midnight the night before, and if we go early enough, we could get a free poster and glowing magic wand. Woo-hoo! One of my co-workers warned me that sometimes people will drive by and shout out the ending of the book. So I figure I’ll wear my snazzy new noise-canceling headphones while I stand in line to foil any attempts to ruin it.
I heard from the Honda dealer today, and my little Boo Berry is currently in transit in Illinois. He said they’re expecting it to arrive between the 16th and the 20th. So it could be here as early as Monday!!!
Tonight I had dinner with Matt, Carli and Jenny at Avenues in Brookside. The food was wonderful! We had this great steak medallion in a pastry for an appetizer, and I had the Chicken Florentine w/ spinach and broccoli. The wine list was extensive (but poorly organized), and the wait staff intelligently recommended a robust red that everyone liked. We’ll definitely be returning.
Tonight I must get my beauty-rest. That midnight show threw off my whole sleep schedule, and it’s been a chore getting out of bed in the morning. I’d really like to take the bike to work tomorrow, which means an early start. Work drama today is making me dread going in tomorrow, but I’m hoping things will have blown over by the morning.
Tags: amusing, car, family, james, restaurants, weddings
We started the week in Cincinnati via Columbus–my mom’s step sisters Gail and Karen picked us up at the Columbus airport and graciously escorted us to my grandma’s house in Cincinnati. (You wouldn’t believe how expensive it is to fly directly to cincinnati from KC–about $100 more than to Columbus!) We took it easy on the holiday, eating dinner at LaRosa’s (James loves the sauce, which we used to special order in KC) and watching a totally lame fireworks special on PBS hosted by desperate-to-please Tony Danza. We muted most of it, and I had this really interesting conversation with my grandma about what it was like to grow up with deaf parents. I always knew both my great-grandparents were deaf, but it had never occurred to me the difficulties they must have had communicating with each other, and what effect that had on her and her sisters’ relationship with their parents. I was surprised to learn that none of the kids knew sign language, and were encouraged by their grandparents not to learn it. My great-grandmother could speak and read lips, and I suppose her mother wanted to encourage that way of communicating over sign language to better assimilate into “normal” society. I’m not sure. Grandma did say that her mother carried around a slip of paper and pencil, and once she got so frustrated with a store clerk, she had to write down what she was trying to say. She also loved it when my grandma would play the piano–she couldn’t hear it, but she could feel the vibration. My great-grandfather had little training with lip-reading, so I imagine his children didn’t have much opportunity for meaningful conversation with him. My grandma was born the youngest of three children right at the height of the Great Depression, so she spent much of her childhood with her whole family living with her grandparents while her father looked for work. All very interesting family history (and grandma, feel free to chime in if I got anything wrong or if you want to add an tidbits 🙂
Thursday we spent the morning transferring the title to grandma’s old car and getting temporary tags, which turned out to be a piece of cake. The DMV was blessedly empty when we got there, and we got the whole thing done in 15 minutes. Which left us plenty of time to get chili at Skyline. Mmmm…coneys.
That afternoon we headed up to Fremont, OH, for my sister-in-law Kim’s wedding. We met her fiance Craig and his whole family, who were great fun and really nice hosts. We spent Friday decorating the Moosehead Lodge for the reception, complete with tulle and twinkly lights, then headed to this gorgeous Catholic church for the rehearsal. My father-in-law put me in charge of pictures (along with my very talented sis-in-law Ann), so we busied ourselves setting up the tripod and begging the priest to let us use the flash. Then it was off to the local pub for pizza and beer, and I got a chance to meet some of Kim’s friends, and a lot of James’s family I’d never met before. I had a little trouble with the whole James/Collin thing–half the time his family had no idea who I was talking about when I referred to him as James. For some reason I have no problem calling him “Uncle Collin” when we’re around the nephews, so maybe I should just call him that 🙂 Despite a few tears and a little drama, the wedding went off without a hitch. Kim looked radiant in her dress, and the priest kept the ceremony relatively short. (Good thing, cuz the church wasn’t air conditioned). The reception was a blast–my kind of food (BBQ pulled pork with all the fixins), and a great DJ. James and I volunteered as chauffeurs for the newly-weds, so we closed out the place at 11:30 with a few of Kim’s friends and all of the siblings. Apparently everyone was saying James and I were adorable on the dance floor, hee hee. James’s oldest brother Chris and his wife Ann dropped off the little ones with “Papa Texas” so they could stay late with us, and Michael, the youngest brother, was cracking us up with his drunken moves. I think Kim was amazed us “old people” could actually bust a move 🙂 We got the bride and groom safely to their hotel and called it a night around midnight.
So now I’m home, and James is taking a couple of days to drive the Buick back here and visiting family in Springfield. I wish I had the day off tomorrow, but so it goes.
Tags: car, cooking, james, mtoast, television, yoga
Don’t you hate it when weekends just fly by? At least we had a good time. We spent most of Saturday at Josh and Ann’s house in Olathe, and James finally got to meet their absolutely adorable little girl Sydney. We spent the afternoon playing games and catching up. We promised to have them over in another few weeks so we can properly test out our new grill.
Speaking of which, tonight i grilled myself a fat portabello mushroom burger, and it was deee-vine. Thanks to Jill for the recipe–just marinate in balsamic vinegar, sprinkle with garlic salt, and grill for 10 minutes or so. This might be my new Monday James-is-out-for-the-night dinner.
Anyway, back to the weekend. Sunday James actually got out of bed in time for yoga class. And believe it or not, his friend Travis wanted to come, too. Another convert, methinks. I better stop talking up these classes or they’re going to start getting really full, heh. Jill came over that afternoon for a little prenatal yoga (I’m wondering if I should look into teaching…but I don’t know if I could say, “Breathe through your toes” with a straight face.) She did very well, and I look forward to having her back again, assuming I didn’t scare her away. Sunday night we had another game night with friends Travis and Erica–last week it was comic book trivial pursuit, which might as well have been in French for all I could answer. This week’s Star Wars trivial pursuit gave me a fighting chance to actually win, but the rest of the players got bored and wanted to move on to Harry Potter Scene-It. James, who was tied with me in the lead before we quit, promised to play the Star Wars game with me later. God, I’m such a dork.
Cubical life was really getting to me today–chat-a-holic Spring was in rare form–so tonight I sprung (ha ha, pun) for some high-quality earbuds for the ol’ ipod. And I must say, these Sonys are worth every penny. Mmmm…bass. My bike ride tomorrow will be Awesome. But not too awesome–I keep the volume down low enough to hear traffic, for those of you concerned:)
Y’know what else is awesome? Big Love on HBO. Just as I suspected, er, all along, Margene would never stoop to fooling around with her husband’s oldest son. I like how this epi played out–that her relationship with him as third mom helped him confide in her. And as much as Albee creeps me out, I couldn’t help but root for him standing up to his dad. Roman, baaaad! Creepy old guy marrying little girls. I’m so glad Rhonda stowed away in Bill’s car–such a sweet moment her ringing their door bell and running into Barb’s arms. Though, I still wonder if she’s playing some sort of angle. She’s an odd one. I also watched a couple of 30-minute specials about polygamy that I found on HBO OnDemand. Shows how the tv-show relates to some real-life people on both sides of the argument. Very informative.
Gearing up for the new car (which I’ve decided to christen “The Boo-Berry”)–gotta put in for a car loan and get my insurance worked out. I’m crossing my fingers little Boo comes in next week. But that’s probably wishful thinking. I likely won’t meet her until I get back from Ohio. She’s got an iPod jack, and if Toast’s Jellybean is any indication, a pretty kickass sound system.
Tags: biking, car, james
After more than a year of yearning, I’ve finally put a deposit down on my Honda Fit. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! They even had the color I wanted, Vivid Blue Pearl, with black interior. I had to get the automatic cuz James can’t seem to figure out the whole clutch-up-hit-the-gas motion, and he whines if I make him drive it. However, the Sport model, which I got, comes with these nifty steering wheel-mounted paddle shifters. So maybe I can just pretend I’m speed racing. According to the guy at Frank Ancona Honda, the car will be shipped this week, and is set to arrive July 20th. But with a wink and a nod, he said he thought it would get here earlier. Like maybe first week of July. Sweet.
On my way home tonight, I was trying to think of a website that might help me measure exactly how far I bike to work, and lo and behold, tonight I stumbled across Bikely.com. I mapped out the path, and it looks like I go 9.7 miles. Which is about what I figured. The site also maps out other routes in whatever city you type in. Once I get my car (yaaay!), I’ll be able to throw the ol’ bike in the backseat and do some exploring.