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» Sunday, May 28, 2006That Holiday Feeling
James has finally Had Enough. When his computer locked up for something like the fifteenth time today (and we got up at eleven and went out this afternoon!), just now, he unplugged everything and is now going to install the new motherboard and processor and memory. I'm crossing fingers for him.
Willow is now nervous. She knows when Daddy works on the "not-a-walk" he usually yells and she's afraid he's angry at her.
This is James' first three-day weekend since Christmas and we're trying to chill during most of it. We did do the monthly WalMart trip because we needed some things and he has to work on Saturday. Wil went to the vet yesterday and they did another blood test. The vet gave her some anti-inch spray; thankfully, she doesn't seem to need it as much this weekend. The vet seems to think she was bitten by a flea and is allergic to fleabites, as he has seen this syndrome before. Since she stays in the house most of the time and we don't have any fleas, we're trying to figure out when it happened and where the fleas came from. Does the Lhasa apso next door have fleas?
We went to Lowe's to return the parts the salesman told us the garage door installer would need (apparently we have good solid doors because he didn't) and James saw the coolest ceiling fan. He has his eye on one called an Aero which has a big light and blades that look like propellor blades. But there was a new one today with the flat light in the middle and two small fans on either side. It rather resembles a small propellor airplane with a big headlight in the middle. The blades are silver on one side rather than a white or off-white, which contributes to the industrial look.
I am at present reading Freakonomics, which I borrowed from the library. Some of the theories are downright interesting, such as the drop in crime being caused by Roe v. Wade. Unlike your high school economics book, it's also very readable.
While we were at BJ's stocking up on the week's supply of milk we splurged and bought a couple of T-bones, one to grill out tonight. It is at present marinating in teriyaki sauce while American Experience, "Victory in the Pacific," runs on the television. This will be followed by the National Geographic special about Arlington National Cemetery and then it's the National Memorial Day concert. I watched these last year with my mom and the memory makes me rather triste.
We fulfilled one of my dreams and ate breakfast at the table this morning while reading the newspaper (this is one of my cherished Sunday morning memories after Mom and Dad decided we would go to Mass on Saturday nights once St. Mary's started that practice; unless we were going on a picnic or to one of the concerts at Diamond Hill, it was a lovely Sunday morning at the Lanzis, Mom and Dad having coffee and cereal while I munched my way through toast or Special K, with a nice fresh eggnog made with eggs direct from Stamps Farmor Almacs, depending on if Daddy had wanted to truck all the way out Scituate Avenue or not; it's all housing developments out there now). Pidgie had a glorious time wandering about the table sampling whatever we were eating: my oatmeal and toast, James' Bagel Bites and egg rolls.
Now James is using the table to assemble Frankenputer Mark Whatever (I've lost count)...