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February 20, 2013

Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda

I had big photography and blogging plans for this week, my winter break from school.  Here it is Wednesday, mid-week already, and do you think I’ve followed through?  You can probably guess the answer from the title of this blog post!

I fully intended to participate in the Great Backyard Count like I did last year, and I even had a list of the birds that I saw this past Saturday afternoon. I looked for it Sunday morning and >>POOF<< it was gone! Don’t you hate it when that happens? With the loss of the list, I decided not to participate, but I did still take a few bird pictures.
downy woodpecker and carolina wren

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The little downy woodpecker (the bird on the left) has been a very regular visit to the suet cake. Now that I’ve identified the carolina wren, I seem to notice them all the time. Does that ever happen to you? You identify something new that you are interested in and then you see it all the time? Best example I can think of for this phenomenon is when you are thinking about buying a new car. You start researching the possibilities that are in your price range and decide what you think you are going to buy, then all of a sudden you see that type of car everywhere. Or is that just me?

One of my other so-called excuses for not getting out there to take pictures is getting ready for my daughter’s 18th birthday party this coming Saturday. I’m finding it difficult to believe that I will be the parent of a legal adult! Did I ever show you any of her senior portraits?

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We are also awaiting workmen in the house this week. I have a double gas wall oven that I have loved for a long time.
Goodbye old oven!
We actually re-did the kitchen when I was pregnant for Meghan so many appliances in the kitchen are also 18 years old. You probably remember my dishwasher woes from Christmastime, right? Well, the top oven stopped working last summer. To make a very long story short, it made horrible high pitched beeping noises and the control panel has been melted in our efforts to muddle through. We’ve been using the bottom oven only for months now. Replacing this oven has been quite the ordeal because apparently double gas wall ovens are now a rarity. To find one comparable in size to the one we have would cost somewhere in the ballpark of $6000! No, that’s not a typo on the number of zeroes there. So, we’ve had to purchase an electric double wall oven instead.

Of course you can’t just shove an electric oven in where a gas one used to be. We’ve been jumping through hoops to find an electrician who would run the line for us at a reasonable price and finding installers who would cap the gas line and coordinate with the electrician for a time to pull the old oven out. We had an appointment at 8:30 this morning for workmen to arrive. It is 10:00 while I’m typing this post – we’re still waiting.

The sun is out today and I’m hoping perhaps the wind will be less brutal than it has been over the last few days. I’m still hoping to get out photo-hunting. If I do, I’ll be back with another post before I head back to school on Monday.

December 23, 2012

‘Twas the Weekend Before Christmas

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‘Twas the weekend before Christmas, and all through the house,

All I could hear was the grumbling of my spouse.

The dishes were piled all over the sink

Glasses and plates and utensils did clink.
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Our dishwasher, you see, had sprung a great leak

To replace it before Christmas my husband did seek.
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In the dining room I settled, all ready to wrap

with Christmas music playing, my toes they did tap.
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When HORRIBLE sounds arose from the kitchen,

my husband was swearing and yelling and bitchin’!

The NEW dishwasher, apparently, was  broke.

“I can’t believe this!” hubby bellowed, from his ears there was smoke!
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Pack it all up and return to the store,

my husband, he flew, away with a roar.
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With a second dishwasher now needing install,

poor hubby was tired and frustrated with it all.
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The words that he used I’ll dare not repeat,

you can guess for yourself it wasn’t lamb’s bleat.

Today as I sit here, writing these words,

my quiet new dishwasher can barely be heard.
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As Santa readies his sleigh to fly through the air,

I’m quite sure that my husband has a little less hair!