Showing posts from August, 2011

Adele, Thanks to Al

My vacation days for the year are winding down as is my birthday. I've had some nice time off this summer but this past week has been just so-so. I picked up a head-cold on Monday and have been fighting it since. I can't recall the last time I was sick like this in August. We had four hours of bench time scheduled at Foci this morning that we had to cancel. I didn't feel right about going in there and spreading germs through the blowpipes. I don't know of anybody who sanitizes them and unless you've got your own (which we don't) you take your chances with the shop pipes. I suppose it's possible that it's where I picked up this bug in the first place. We continue to make steady progress at Foci. We're still just scratching the surface as we acquire the basic skills but we can see improvements from month to month. I started a set on Flickr where I'm uploading photos of our work and sequencing them in order from newest to oldest so we'll b

Saturday in the 'Burbs

Rachel drove to Rochester last week for an appointment at Mayo Clinic where she'll be doing volunteer work this school year. She called me to ask why there were so many police out on highway 52. I hadn't a clue I told her. A few hours later I got to work and noticed there was a temporary flight restriction in place over the Rochester area because President Obama and his bus tour were traveling through. She would learn soon enough what was happening when she got into the city. I shared a couple of quick texts with her as she tried to maneuver herself to where she could maybe see him. And she did—well, she saw his bus anyway. That wasn't the first time she got close to a president. In 2004 we took her to see President Bush speak at Target Center in Minneapolis; a time when I was still owned by the Republican party. Within a couple of years of that experience, I would have my eyes opened wide. My metamorphosis away from conservatism is detailed in my blog for those curiou

It's Not About the Bike

All of my hard work between the houses last year ( before and after ) was being swallowed up by a grapevine of some sort. I thought it made for a nice ground cover when it quietly began to work its way through the area but then I began to wonder because it was definitely taking over. I mentioned to Tammy that I was going to remove it but before I could get out there to take some before and after photos, she had already made a nice dent in it. A couple of hours later and  we had reclaimed most of the area with the exception of some stragglers that I'll have to keep my eye on. I was off from the salt mine this past week and made pretty good use of my time away and no, I'm not referring to some ridiculous amounts of miles on my bike. I actually relaxed some. I spent time doing absolutely nothing which is totally out of character for me. It was nice. It's difficult for me to believe but I spent two weeks away from my bike. That's pretty much unheard of in the summer fo

Fairs, Furniture and a New 'Do

We headed back to Rochester Thursday afternoon after Rachel finished for the day with a class she's been taking at Inver Hills Community College. It was nice to get away together.  Tammy was finally able to look around inside the home Rachel will be renting this school year and to size up her room for a bed and some other furnishings. In the summer, the city of Rochester helps promote a weekly celebration called Thursday's on First and 3rd where there are dozens of vendors peddling all sorts of art, crafts, and food along a few city blocks. It's a nice time. We ate at Newt's outdoor grill then spent the rest of the afternoon and evening kicking around the city taking in the sights. Tammy and I love Rochester but more importantly, Rachel does too. She really feels at home there. It's been a good fit for her. We were back in the glassblowing studio on Friday where we both had a pretty good day; not great but better than our previous session. We continue to get o

Rachel Time and Fallen Angels

I had a very full week last week. I skipped out of work on Tuesday to go with Rachel to Rochester where she had some things to take care of. During our time there we spent several hours walking around the city together chatting the day away. I absolutely love spending time with her. There's a part of Rachel that's still very much young-adult-like but there's another side of her that is so mature beyond her years. I like the mix. Add to that her faith, humor, creativeness, and kindness and it's not hard to see why I sometimes go on and on about her here or in conversation with whomever. She's been such a blessing in my life. When it comes to spending time with her, I don't hesitate to clear my schedule. She's in for a change this school year. She'll no longer be living in her fancy digs at BridgeStreet  with its room-service and made to order breakfasts, instead, she'll be renting a home with 4 other women from college just a few blocks from the