Friday, February 22, 2008

Potholes

While taking Sam to school I normally keep the radio off so that we can talk during our drive. For the last week or so I, like all drivers around Grand Rapids, have noticed the ginormous potholes that could swallow a tire. Today during the drive to school I found myself thinking, "Are the potholes worse this year?" After walking Sam into school I returned to the car and turned on the radio which lives on NPR. A female voice on NPR said, "Yes. The potholes are worse this year." She went on to say how Kent county was already a million and a half dollars over it's winter budget and that money would be made up by taking funds away from summer road maintenance. They also shared how potholes form.

Below is an excerpt from WiseGeek, and is one of the best descriptions of how potholes form.

"Potholes form because asphalt road surfaces eventually crack under the heat of the day and the constant stresses of traffic. These cracks allow snow and rainwater to seep into the underlying dirt and gravel. During cold winter nights, this water freezes and expands. Some of the dirt and gravel is pushed out as a result, leaving a hole when the [frozen] water eventually melts. Drivers continue to drive over these unseen holes, putting even more stress on the thin asphalt layer covering them.

Eventually, the asphalt layer over these divots collapses, creating the traffic hazards we call potholes. Potholes can cause significant damage to a car's suspension system or tires if the driver fails to avoid them. Potholes can also fill with water, obscuring any other hazards they may contain."

Thursday, February 21, 2008

High Blood Pressure?!?!?!?!

"Is your blood pressure always high?" the nurse asked me? "No," I said. "We're getting ready to move."

Yesterday was my annual check-up at the allergist. I am very allergic to yellow jackets, wasps, hornets and honey bees. I started getting venom injections 3 years ago to aid in any reaction that I might have if I was ever stung out in the backcountry – especially if it was just Sam and me.

The high blood pressure was a bit of a shock. Yes. I do feel stressed. My depression hasn't had the grip it did in previous months. But, I do feel stressed. Most of our home is in chaos because of the painting. Carpeting goes in Monday and Tuesday, so the painting must be done this weekend. All that is left to paint on the main floor is the trim in the office, the closets in the office where Bill is mudding, and edging the kitchen and utility room. Bill should be done with the final drywall sanding Friday. Friday night will probably be an all nighter with priming for when some friends are coming over to help paint the basement Saturday.

Tuesday before I left work I asked Jean to let Sam know we were going sledding when I got home. We had a blast. Alina even went sledding with us. After sledding Alina went inside, but Sam and I stayed out and threw snow at each other and wrestled in the snow. The thing about Sam is that the harder you play with him the more he enjoys it. I was very thankful for having the opportunity to break and enjoy Sam and Alina. It was very good.

With that great time, why was my blood pressure high? I guess it will take a lot more than an evening in the snow to help. And, I tell myself that the stress won't end when the painting is done and the carpeting is in. There will still be small things to do. There will be chaos with bargaining to get the house sold – right up until the closing papers are signed. We will pack up. We will move across the country. We will settle a new home. We will have a new community to get to know and new relationships to build. Classes. Jobs. My chest is getting tight thinking about it all.

It will all be stressful, but there needs to be more space for downtime. I know that we won't continue to keep running at this pace. It's not good for anyone. Yesterday was conferences and Sam's teacher commented on what a pleasure he is and how much he has matured. I need to swim in that more. Jean and I are committed to this process because we know God has called us to MHGS. I must enjoy this time. Stress and all. It is shaping me for good. It isn't something to just get through. It is something to do well. I don't even mind the work of getting the house ready. It's creative. I think the high blood pressure is stemming from a lot of demands in more areas than I can adequately give attention to.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Snow Angels

Alina's snow Angel.















My snow angel Alina.

What a Difference a Year Makes

This was our basement about a year ago. Sam and Alina were opening up some post-Christmas gifts from their cousins who live in Ohio. Notice the scariness of the whole basement. Florescent lighting and low quality ceiling tiles.









This was our basement as of yesterday. I did the lighting around New Years. Bill Started drywalling Saturday. WE ARE SO CLOSE TO BEING DONE I CAN SMELL IT! Wait, I think that is paint fumes I'm smelling...

Monday, February 18, 2008

Three Pink Roses and Gum

Wednesday was Jean's birthday and Thursday was Valentines Day. Wednesday night I picked up ice cream on the way home from work. I thought I would also get a Valentines Day bouquet for Jean, and 3 red roses for Jean. I knew that Alina would also like getting flowers, so I picked out 3 pink roses for her. Pink and purple are her favorite colors. Standing in line I realized I needed to get Sam something, too. So, I grabbed a pack of gum.

At home the kids were sitting at the table and I gave Alina the three pink roses. The smile on her face was SO big. I looked at Sam and he was sobbing. I said, "What's wrong buddy?" He said, "I want flowers." I said, "Buddy. I got you something better. Gum!" He was immediately happy. He made a fist, pulled it towards him, and said, "Yesssssssss!" Then, my darling princess became sad and said, "I want some gum."

Bwring... Bwring...

This always reminds me of our dear friend Anne. Not because she says, "Bwring... Bwring... Yip yip yip..." or anything. Mostly, because she despises the Yip Yips...

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Taking My Opponent More Seriously

In the fall I taught Sam how to play checkers. I have always considered myself to be a very, very good checker player. Sunday night had been the first time we played a game of checkers in several weeks. I took a leisurely approach to the game, and before I knew it Sam had me against the ropes with only four checkers left. A couple more mistakes by me, and he won.

Last night I vowed to take him more seriously. It looked to be a route, but one false move and he took two kings. I narrowly escaped with a victory. He is six weeks away from turning seven, and he is brilliant. Brilliant at checkers, school, making friends, and enjoying life.

To the winner goes the reward of getting to tickle the loser. Sam loves being the tickler and the ticklie. He wins no matter what. He has the best giggle of anyone I know.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Mistakes

This cartoon catches me off-guard. I am not sure if it is supposed to be funny for the reader. But it makes me think of what it would be like when I am much older to visit places I've lived, both growing up and with Jean and the kids. To visit the spots I stood with co-workers and with friends. To rooms. To spaces. To places. Where would I see the mistakes? Who was I when the mistakes happened? Who was I after the mistakes. Who were the others before and after the mistakes? What changes did the mistakes make in us? Did I learn anything? Did anyone learn anything from the mistakes. Did I say I was sorry? Was I forgiven? Did I forgive?

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

I'm Easily Confused

I'm not that smart. I'm easily confused. Some things make me smile. Some things I don't get.

Right now on the cancellation site on TV 8 shows "Supper cancelled" for the South Haven Area Senior Services in Allegan county. It was funnier when I read that it was "Super cancelled" instead of Supper cancelled.

Last night I was listening to NPR on my way to the furniture store. There was a man talking about how long term care for non-obese, non-smokers was much more expensive than for those who were obese or those who smoked. He concluded that those who were overweight and those who smoked die earlier, while healthy people live longer and assisted living at the end of a person's life is so expensive. WHAT?! Stop. Time out here. Even if you looked at it without a heart, one would conclude that healthier people contribute more over their lifetime because they take less sick days. But, that is even a morbid and ominous way to think of an Image Bearer. To come to the end of life and, since care is too, costly, you can be disposable. I still don't get it.

One commercial I don't get is an ad that is being aired for Lunesta. I couldn't find this specific commercial on YouTube, so I went to Lunesta's website and in printed text is exactly what I thought I have been hearing: Call your doctor right away if after taking Lunesta you walk, drive, eat or engage in other activities while asleep. Interesting indeed.

The Good Pain of Cash

At the Dave Ramsey event a few weeks ago he talked about selling the things around your house, and the kids wondering if they are next. I leaned forward and told our Senior Pastor, who was sitting in front of us, that is totally what it is like at our house. Often if Jean or I move a toy Sam will ask, "Are you selling that?"

We've sold a lot of things on Craig's List. We've also purchased a few from Craig's List. We downsized from the massive wrap around desk and printer stand that took up a quarter of the room we (primarily me) use as an office. We found a beautiful, and much smaller, desk that was built around 1900.

And now, my venting... We pay with cash. That part is nice. We hadn't seen anything on Craig's List that we liked for living room furniture. We went to American Freight Company on January 5 and laid out cash for a new love seat and couch for our living room to hopefully make it look more inviting to potential home buyers, and less like the monkeys that escaped the zoo play there. We had heard that American Freight was a lot like Redeux, the company that sold furniture wholesale but went out of business. So, we went to American Freight and found a love seat and couch that we liked. At least, I think we liked it. It has been a month and I don't even remember what it was supposed to look like. We were told that it should be in within 5-7 days. We called told, "It should be on the next truck." We repeated that cycle a few times... At week three I went in and asked where it was. "We aren't sure. We are told that it will be here, but it never comes on the truck. But, because you've waited so long we've been authorized to give you 10% back." "Will I get that in cash? I paid in cash." "No. They'll send you a check." "When will the check be sent?" "Today is Saturday. They cut checks on Thursdays." "Riiiiiiiight..." At least I got that in writing. I called Wednesday and was told that they were told that it is definitely supposed to be on Monday's truck. I said that if it wasn't, I was coming in Tuesday for my money.

So, last night I went in. I sat on a piece of furniture while the some customers were being helped at the register. One customer was complaining about her damaged furniture. When most of the customers were gone one of the workers said, "I wanted to strangle that lady I was just on the phone with." I was then asked, by the strangler, "How can we help you?" "I'm here for my refund." He looked at his co-worker and said, "Asaph, would you like to help this gentleman?" Asaph was actually one of the guys that helped us way back long ago on January 5. Asaph began writing up a fax coversheet to send to their corporate office for my refund. I asked, "Am I going to have to wait for a check? I paid in cash?" "I don't have that much money in the till, sir." "I was told by Hector a week and a half ago that I would be getting a check for 10% off, and I haven't seen that check yet. How long will I have to wait for this check?" "They cut checks on Thursdays. I have asked them to rush it. I am hoping 7-10 days, but it may take 21-35 in case they are backed up." I said, "What a load of crap. I feel like I've been ripped off. We have one chair in our living room. And now it may be a month before the check comes." "A representative will be calling from our corporate office to discuss your satisfaction. You are free to discuss your unhappiness with him." He gave me a receipt showing that I had asked for a refund. In the "Reason" field, it said, "Change of Heart." It wasn't a change of heart, it was frustration with poor customer service and empty promises. They had never been proactive in calling us. We were always the one calling and always felt brushed off. And, I am left wondering if we will ever see the money.

It would have been easier to pay by credit card, and then deposit the cash and pay it off. They could have refunded me last night and put the refund on credit card. A debit card would still have required them to send us a check. A credit card would have been easier. But, easy gets us all into debt. Though I would like the money NOW, cash is still better. It puts flesh and pain to purchases and decisions.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Mah Brothah

Jean sent this to me this morning from http://icanhascheezburger.com/. She said that it reminded her of a conversation my play cousin Kevin Baker and I would have together.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Gift

Friday this gift from Jean came for me in the mail. Because MHGS doesn't have an online store, Jean had to be creative on how she could order it. She has made a friendship with a wife of a current MHGS student, and sneakily planned a way to buy and ship this hooded sweatshirt. I love it! And I can't wait for jean's day at work (which is different than Jean's day, which I get to enjoy everyday)!

Saturday, February 02, 2008

It's February

It's February. This is the month we put the house up for sale. I took yesterday off to get some painting done. We have our bedroom, the upstairs bathroom, the kitchen, the utility room, my office, and the basement to paint. Today we went looking for carpeting and settled on something beautiful. They are coming Monday to measure, and it should be ready installed in three weeks. So close. Yesterday was the first time it hit me that we were doing all of these things to the house for someone else to enjoy. At the same time, we are pretty tired of painting. We are more ready for Seattle. We are doing our best to savor this time, even though it is tiring.