Thursday
the 14th. The
rain clouds are gone, the air is chilly, but sunny and beautiful. Our
lawnmower returned, repaired, so Amy pushed and shoved it through our front yard
during lunch (fertilizing twice right before the lawnmower broke worked out
great!). Supposedly the repairman just shook his head when he looked at my
handiwork and said "you never take off the spring..."
Funny, that's the same thing my Dad said. Jackson
played with Samuel across town, I relished getting the bike back out for my 30
second commute to the office (as if I didn't already have reasons to ride the
bike, for the first time the price of fuel is a factor too.) The Bahamas
trip is next week, so Amy, Sue and the boys went shopping for beach toys. I glanced back at last April's
entry and saw that Ben took his first steps
(movie, so skip it if you don't have high-speed) on this date a year ago.
And speaking of steps, while Amy and Megan strolled on Main Street, Ben, Jack
and I went for a stroll a little closer to the house. Of course being on
Main Street meant that Amy and Megan were able to stop by The Good Life for ice
cream. And when we got back from our walk, Mo stopped by for a visit.
After the kids went to bed, Amy made an apple pie and I spent the third straight
night plumbing. Well, I guess it was really my first night. Our
friend Jeff made the first two trips to the hardware store and spent the last
two nights working on it. I just made the final run to the store and
implemented his plan. I can route TCP/IP packets around the world and back
ten different ways but when it comes to moving the water from our sink twelve
inches, I just have to sit and shake my head. Our pipes were bought at the
same mystery store that sold our floor vents and central air filters. All
of which have dimensions that don't exist in today's world, so we had to start
from scratch and redo the whole enchilada. But the important thing is that
Ben has his lizard back and thus went to sleep each night at eight allowing us
to fix the pipes that I accidentally broke trying to retrieve said lizard.
So now it's off to bed, I was up early this morning and while playing
guitar and looking out the window, I came up with the idea of getting up early
enough tomorrow to hit the lake before work. We'll see how that
works out. Wait a minute... the pie just came out of the oven, so I've got
one more thing to do before calling it a day. As some of you may
know, I've now been on my no snack diet for over fourteen months. I
invented the no snack diet because it seemed easier than actually having to
decide which foods to eat. And I used to snack a lot, a whole lot, so I
figured it would be a pretty good way to lose weight. And it was. I usually skip
breakfast or eat a piece of fruit, then only drink water till lunch. At
lunch I pretty much eat whatever I want, (that's not the same as "as much as I
want"), then it's back to water-only till dinner.
Again I eat whatever and dessert. But that's it. No sodas or bedtime
snacks, no vending machines (God I miss honeybuns!). And as a lifestyle
change it's really worked out well, I've lost right at twenty-five pounds, but I
mean come on, an Amy Heath fresh baked home-made apple pie right out of the
oven...I'm not made out of stone.
Iron Chef is on in the background, I'm hungry, the pie smells awesome, and I'm
digging in...
Happy Birthday Dianna!!