Sunday, November 19, 2017

O Captain! Her Captain...


We recently moved some old boxes around as we continue sifting through lots of old stuff and this very old box ended up right next to my drum set. As I stared at it tonight, memories of my last San Francisco roommate and her boyfriend whom she later married, a captain in the Army, came flitting back. So long ago, but some moments so very clear.

I did a quick Google search to see if we could re-connect with them and I was stunned to see that he died in a car accident a few years ago. They had been together through undergraduate and graduate degrees, two daughters, and lots of years. At age 51, gone. All the plans they had to grow old together, cut short. It's somewhat poetic that I should think of them as I sat down to practice something I put off exploring for so long. Be all that you can be, now rather than later.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Enjoying a lovely cab

We have been working on some fun final details, including finishing the kitchen cabinets. It is always fun for me to see the process, especially when I return home to find the drawers up-ended and resting while they wait for installation. The hardware underneath intrigues me so this is a great chance to see it up close. Our kitchen is getting closer to completion, but enjoying the journey is what's most important to us.





Friday, September 1, 2017

Carpentry geeks, unite!

What does a talented carpenter do when he finishes a big milestone? He starts a new project, this time for some friends. [There's much more to do on our project, but he wants to finish up a few details for on long-promised projects.] And when I have the day off, we make an adventure out of a trip to Economy Lumber, suppliers to woodsy folk since 1936.

As we pulled into the parking lot, I said, "OH! This is the place we visited a while back, and I remember promising not to embarrass you in there by taking too many photos." Try as I might, and desire as I do to not be a goofball inside, I still had to take photos, crack jokes with the staff (who did not seem to know how to take my invasion into their clubhouse), and do things to make my boy laugh while we waited for our turn at the counter.

The last time we visited, I marveled at the oddly tall doors for one of the buildings in the yard. Imagine my sincere, lumber-geek delight to discover that we were going to actually step inside that building, past those giant doors. SQUEEEEE! Or, perhaps I have been around construction for too long. Naw, delighting in stuff everybody else passes by is my jam. The last photo below shows a worker and Bill inside that building with the reason the doors are so very tall.

Bin-iful bounty of nails, screws, and bolts

I have no idea what these are, but they are cool. That is all.

We might have finished sooner if we had bought earlier.

The mystery of the super tall doors is solved.

Monday, July 31, 2017

So, this just happened...


All you need is love ... and awe for that love

Even after all these years, I am still rather in awe of Bill's amazing skills. Our remodel project has given me lots of opportunities to watch with incredulity as he has tackled thousands of projects small and large. On Saturday, he said, "I'm going to go hang a door." And, rip zip quick, he was done. I'd like to think that one of our survival mechanisms through this big project (after our shared sense of humor) is deeply appreciating what he can make happen.

I was reminded of how far we have come when I laid down in our new gym to rest my back on Saturday afternoon:


That big beam, which is openly visible in the gym and travels through the attic space towards the back of the house, brought back some memories. I was working from home one day several years ago and had the opportunity to watch Bill + four friends muscle that beam into place using their ingenuity and strength. It was so nausea-inducing that I had to walk away and distract myself while they continued on -- I couldn't watch the action without deeply worrying for their safety, but those boys were successful that day. That beam serves as a reminder of our devotion to this project, mad building skills, and intense teamwork.

Here are a few scenes from this weekend.


Thursday, July 27, 2017

Lighting the way home

The electricians visited today and made magic happen, both inside and out. Most special to us was the power that was hooked up to our front porch light, which we wrote about a while back while Bill was rebuilding it. This new photo is blurry but a very special milestone.

We appreciate the beauty of this one remaining intact piece of our old house and how it still lights the way to our home.






Monday, July 24, 2017

Handle me with care

I don't think there's anyone who doesn't want to be handled with care. We look forward to giving every visitor who rises to our second story a handrail so that they may rise with care.

As The Traveling Wilburys said: "You're the best thing that I've ever found. Handle me with care."

Hank concurs.