Jun 10, 2011

Aunt Jannie

This week my wonderful Aunt Jannie came to visit us.
We started painting the house, and have been painting for the past 4 days. It has been wonderful. She is an incredibly lady.
We always have a list at our house of random projects that need to get done. She decided to tackle the list, as only a Janis Christensen can.
It included climbing on the roof. And she did it with an amazing amount of grace, while at the same time being incredibly entertaining.
We took all possible safety precautions. Jake's crib mattress and a couple couch cushions were more than I ever used climbing, so I was very impressed and pleased with our efforts of safety.
In the end, I'm just so grateful for this lady. Being the wife of a senator, she is very good at being formal and... what's that word for what you become after going to a finishing school? I seriously can't remember. PROPER! There we go. But... she can be such a nut! Painting ceilings at 11pm, listening to Ben Folds, and listening to her stories about playing pranks on her neighbors is a memory I shant soon forget.
I don't know why, but for some reason I feel like I have a lot on my plate this weekend. I really don't, compared to the big picture of life. A test tomorrow, and a couple deadlines next week. I have those all the time. But my iron is low and for whatever reason I just can't seem to make it through my day without collapsing. (Last night the collapse part happened because I tripped on Jaynie's toy high chair in the dark and my head went into the oven of her toy kitchen. I have battle wounds and 6.2 pounds of hurt pride to prove it.)
Eh Hem...
Thank you Janis for saving me this week, you are an amazing woman :)
Also this week my buddy Clark (Kristi... sorry hun) showed me Waverly Beach Park on Lake Washington. It was freezing and uber windy, so we just ran out to the end of the pier then got back in the car, but it was gorgeous and I want to have a uber classy dinner out there someday.
Just thinkin out loud here.
I keep finding myself in the strangest, most gorgeous and random places. A couple days ago I had to drop Mora off at her doctor's for a little intestinal work, and in doing so had to ride the bus home. I switched buses downtown at this interesting "park". I think it's called Westlake Park, and some true Seattlite is going to hate me for this because I know it's wrong, but I think it is somewhere close to the Belltown district. (Actually, it's probly in the Westlake district. Go figer). Anyway, it's an obscure little spot in the middle of the city where people just go hang out, play giant chess, eat weird food, and moms try to keep their kids out of the fountain. I rather liked hanging out there for a few minutes.
Aaanndd.... that's the end of my story.
PS Mora is so much better now! Engine Mount repair and some other mumbo jumbo garage talk did her wonders. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, now that my dash lights work and I can see how fast I'm going after dark.
Some things I'd rather be oblivious to.

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