Picking a paint color for the walls that is NOT white, but not too bright, while preserving my marriage.
Finding all the marble mosaic floor tile needed for the not-so-big bathroom. It only took trips to FOUR Home Depot stores. Why they say stuff is in stock if it’s only enough to tile 3 or 4 square feet? Who’s ever heard of a bathroom that small?
Finding a sturdy wall-to-wall carpet that doesn’t cost a mint and wlll look nice with Oriental area rugs over it.
Enjoying all the incense and high church pomp as a new dean is installed at Grace Cathedral. Being glad that Erin gets to carry the banner during the procession of 45 kids bringing their baptismal lights up to the altar for the new dean. Thinking that it will take take time to really know this congregation, but it feels good so far. Hoping that my husband will get used to the high church stuff.
Sewing red ribbon onto my daughter’s jeans so that she can got on a “living history” campout on Angel Island as a civil war soldier. Realizing that gold nail polish painted on the buttons can sort of turn her jean jacket into a Union Army jacket.
Being glad that Erin has a new sleeping bag as we watch the fog roll in on camp out night.
Realizing that the grass starts to grow on California hills almost the moment the rains begin. The hills don’t get green from a distance until January or February, but if you hike on the hills, the green is there now. The creeks are running. The wildflowers are starting to appear. Only in Northern California does winter come in like spring.
Becoming expert in twisting ticks off my dogs muzzle and eye brows. She’s got too much Australian Shepherd hair for the ticks to find purchase anywhere else, but she’s had five in the last week. The ticks resurrect as fast as the grass, apparently.
Getting ready to do chicken broth for Thanksgiving dinner. No, I’m not going all out this year. But homemade broth really does make a difference in the gravy and the stuffing. Looking for leaf lard for pie crusts. If anyone knows a source in San Francisco, let me know!
Looking forward to the arrival of dear pals Kate and Theresa. It’s always a bonus when you like the parents of your kids’ friends.
The cat getting out on the window ledge on the 10th floor, AGAIN, just now. We’ve got to get out of this temporary apartment before he does a swan dive to his death.