Weekend!

I went to Canada for one week. Maribou went for two in order to celebrate Thanksgiving (Canada) with her family for the first time in many years.

Which means that I got to spend this last week doing the thing where I come home and, as I walk in the door, the cats keep looking behind my ankles for the nice one.

Of course, the week has been absolutely nutso at work (two coworkers call in sick for pretty much all week, two coworkers offsite for two weeks, another coworker gives his two weeks’ notice, *AND* my seating arrangement gets moved without telling the IT guys so I don’t have a phone and without telling the facilities guys so I don’t have a desk).

All that to say: I am never going on vacation ever again.

Well, not *NEVER*, but for a week? Man. Everything goes wrong. Better to just take a couple of days off and turn a weekend into a four-day weekend and spend it in the basement pantsless. In the worst case there, everything at work catches fire, they call you, you put on pants, you go into work.

That said, it was *EXCEPTIONALLY* nice to be in a place that had no cell service, only a little bit of Wi-Fi, and absolutely zero light pollution. Our first night there, we got out of the car and began to walk to the cabin and as the dome light in the car died, I looked up at the sky and saw the sky my ancestors saw: the milky way in all its glory. Constellations not merely made up of a handful of points of light, but made up of thousands of stars that added contours and depth to brighter points and gave a texture that let you say “holy cow… you can see why they said that that was a great bear”.

In any case, I got back last week and said “if Maribou isn’t here, neither will I be on the diet” so I did a good job of extending my vacation another week even taking account into the fact that I’ll have worked 40 hours this week before I finish Friday’s morning pizza.

Which brings us to this weekend:

Maribou gets back on Saturday evening. She will very likely be even more wrecked by her flight home than I was by mine. So I’m going to spend Saturday doing the stuff that involves going to the various stores around town and then pick her up and bring her home and then plop her into bed or in front of the computer and do my best to make sure that she gets hydrated, has a bottle of aspirin nearby just-in-case, and otherwise can decompress from the whole “14 hours in airplanes/airports” thing.

And then, Sunday, I understand that The Deck we’ve been building will have had the last of the final touches applied to it and we’ll see if we have the strength to leave the house (but I’ll try to sneak out if a nap is occurring).

And then, after that, we can see if I have a desk on Monday.

So… what’s on your docket?

(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)


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10 thoughts on “Weekend!

  1. I can always have my nap on the new deck if I need to. Feel like by that point I could sleep through the last of the construction happening around me :D.

    Love you honeybear, I’ll be home soon.

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  2. Absolutely love this:

    “I looked up at the sky and saw the sky my ancestors saw: the milky way in all its glory. Constellations not merely made up of a handful of points of light, but made up of thousands of stars that added contours and depth to brighter points and gave a texture that let you say “holy cow… you can see why they said that that was a great bear”.

    As for me, October is in full swing, so my wife has my weekends fully scheduled. Basically, you could use our activities as the first several chapters in the next edition of Stuff White People Like. Trips to quaint little farms where they sell over-priced everything but you tell yourself it’s okay because the mulled cider was SO GOOD. Chili suppers. High school football games. Nevermind that we have our own perfectly good farm that needs attention and chili at home is even better. It’s Fall…it’s time to be social.

    As a side note, I broke the seal on the coat closet this week. I only needed a windbreaker, but it was a chance to say hello to my friends. I caressed each of my fleece jackets and said, “Soon, my friends…very soon.” Winter Jacket is still in hybernation, but my fall friends are itching to see the light of day. Two weeks max and they will be in full rotation.

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  3. Absolutely love this:

    “I looked up at the sky and saw the sky my ancestors saw: the milky way in all its glory. Constellations not merely made up of a handful of points of light, but made up of thousands of stars that added contours and depth to brighter points and gave a texture that let you say “holy cow… you can see why they said that that was a great bear”.

    As for me, October is in full swing, so my wife has my weekends fully scheduled. Basically, you could use our activities as the first several chapters in the next edition of Stuff White People Like. Trips to quaint little farms where they sell over-priced everything but you tell yourself it’s okay because the mulled cider was SO GOOD. Chili suppers. High school football games. Nevermind that we have our own perfectly good farm that needs attention and chili at home is even better. It’s Fall…it’s time to be social.

    As a side note, I broke the seal on the coat closet this week. I only needed a windbreaker, but it was a chance to say hello to my friends. I caressed each of my fleece jackets and said, “Soon, my friends…very soon.” Winter Jacket is still in hybernation, but my fall friends are itching to see the light of day. Two weeks max and they will be in full rotation.

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  4. Sitting at my desk in my office this morning and suddenly there’s a huge amount of pounding and thumping up on the roof. Much more than the squirrels usually make up there. The materials for the new roof are here! Sometime next week, I assume, a crew will show up and do the work. The contractor seems to think that at this time of year they can bring in a big enough crew to do it all in one day.

    The 17-year-old Tibetan Spaniel is sleeping through all of this morning’s noise.

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  5. This weekend resting, but last weekend I went to northwestern Arkansas for five days (well, two mostly driving). Fort Smith is awesome for an evening, and there’s a great used bookstore just off campus in Fayetville, and there are a couple interesting (and beautiful) Civil War battle sites, but let me tell you about the art museum in Bentonville, because you should all go at some point. I know what you’re thinking: “An art museum in Bentonville, Arkansas?! I’m skeptical.” I was too, but it is the home of the Waltons (yes, those Waltons), and as pretty much the richest family on the planet, they have put together a collection of incredible (almost exclusively, save a Picasso and a few other pieces) American art in an exceptionally beautiful space (the trails around the museum are wonderful) called Crystal Bridges. Some examples:

    https://static01.nyt.com/images/2015/07/24/arts/24KUNIYOSHI/24KUNIYOSHI-master1050.jpg

    http://media.arkansasonline.com/img/photos/2010/05/26/Uttech_Enassamishhinjijweian_6x6_300ppi_t635.jpg?673328f4bb9263a287d110865e74e7950bdf1585

    http://pds.exblog.jp/pds/1/200911/07/59/a0092659_14392674.jpg (I bought a print of this.)

    https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/04/35/4e/04354e590038baef4a548a42214fbb84.jpg

    https://static01.nyt.com/images/2013/12/19/arts/19artsbeat-warhol2/19artsbeat-warhol2-blog480.jpg

    https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/37/aa/4637aa137aa3995208a52b30969fed7b.jpg

    https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/d9/37/06/d93706031bf09dd26c029976643f0f40.jpg (I love this one for some reason.)

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  6. I’m convinced. I will be heading to Canada to go camping this summer or next depending on Surro Baby. I have to see those stars.

    This weekend Junior and I will be doing our annual visit with University of Oregon for their Kindergarten Study. He will also be coming to job #2 with me, as per the usual. Then we will be hitting a third store in yet another attempt to find him a Halloween costume. The first two stores we went to only had girl costumes???

    My blood work came back with near perfect results. I’m on track for the embryo transfer in November. I will just die if all of this stabbing myself with needles is for nothing.

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  7. The plan had been to go to Saskatoon for my dad’s birthday, but the weather nixed that for us – we got 60 km out of town (took an hour), concluded it would be madness to try for Saskatoon, and turned back. In that brief and stressful drive we saw at least two semis and maybe eight or ten personal vehicles in the ditch, one wrecked car, and a city bus turned fully sideways across the road.

    So, weekend plans are now TBD, probably along the lines of laundry and such that we had been planning to neglect.

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