Interstellar Adventures

August 14, 2007

Keeping them Entertained

Filed under: Elle & Zed,Married Life,Mom Life,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 11:30 pm

Nick got a job working from home. It’s perfect, because the kids don’t have to go to daycamp. And once school starts (August 27th can’t come too soon), he’ll be here when they get home. Plus he’ll be around for his dad, and able to be more flexible with doctor’s appointments and such.

But until the school year starts, the kids have to entertain themselves somewhat during the day. And not all electronic entertainment. Elle has been reading the Junie B. Jones books. Zed finished Harry Potter VII last week. Today he started on Tom Sawyer. They also have ‘summer workbooks’ which I procured from Barnes & Noble. Grade-level tasks to refresh their young minds. Zed is working on reading comprehension and Elle is working on writing, math & reading. And, their time is interspersed with Game Boy, lunch, naps, walks and movies. Today was Where the Red Fern Grows. The 1974 version based on the Wilson Rawls novel. If you haven’t read this book, read it. If you haven’t seen this movie, see it. One of the great boy-dog stories of all time. I read this book in 6th grade English, and openly cried in class. It’s stuck with me ever since.

T0night I traded in the BBOnline DVD for a free in-store rental. Tomorrow they will watch Far From Home: The Adventures of Yellow Dog. Trying to find a movie that is suitable and palatable for both nearly-9 and just-12 year old kids is tough. Another movie that I’ll be looking for is The Journey of Natty Gann. I was 10 when this movie came out, and I loved it. And it’s loosely related to the canine theme with the wolf. And of course Old Yeller. What other framily-friendly dog-themed movies are there? I mean, besides Lassie & Benji.

Tonight at dinner, we somehow came to talk about the subject of dating. Zed is in 7th grade this year, and has had a crushes on a couple of girls over the last couple of years. Of course, these are the from-afar-she-doesn’t-know-I-exist-crushes. He typically gets very embarassed when talking about girls, but tonight he was asking questions. Like about how you actually ask a girl out and what kinds of things you say to get her phone number. GULP.

Nick, of course, being Mr. Suave (um, you have read about how he asked me out again at the end of our first date, right?) gave him a few tips. I told Zed his mom is a sucker for big, goofy, hairy guys and not to take his advice so readily. After cautionary tales of cheesy pick-up lines such as “Wow, did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?”, Zed thought up his own. On the way home he asked “What about this? ‘Call the doctor – I’ll need surgery on my eyes after being blinded by your beauty.'” Bwah ha ha. I couldn’t contain my chuckles. We advised him against obvious flattery. This is going to be fun.

What’s the best/worst pick-up line you’ve ever used/heard?

Product Development

Filed under: Funnies,Married Life,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 10:09 am

Animals are attracted by scents. Different species have their smells. The male animals can smell when a female is in heat. Other males can smell the alpha male’s territory by the scent they leave behind. Family members identify each other through smell. Natural phermones and all that stuff.

While I don’t think I can ever go so far au naturale as Matthew Mcconaughey (he claims to have not worn deodorant in way too many years), I have to admit, as a woman, I kind of like it when my man smells a little sweaty. There’s a certain raw sexiness to the natural smell of a man.

Last night, laying in bed, I caught a whiff of Nick, and the phermones did their job. I’ve heard of perfumers using phermones in their scents to make them more attractive to the opposite sex. And so I joked to him that we should bottle his sexy smell. But then I decided it wouldn’t work, because part of the attraction to me is his hairy chest. Nick’s reply:

“Well, we’ll throw a couple of chest hairs in the bottle too. It’ll be like the worm at the bottom of the tequila bottle.”

I laughed my ass off. Moment gone.

July 31, 2007

Ninjas on Swamp Boats

Filed under: Family & Friends,Interstellar Casa,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 7:14 pm

Pop loves The Dukes of Hazzard. There’s enough slapstick humor in there that he can enjoy the show even if he can’t hear it. He also watches the news and leans up to read the ticker on the bottom of the screen. Since his eyes aren’t so good either, it takes a couple of passes of the ticker for him to get the whole story.

Tonight’s Dukes episodes are from the Coy & Vance season. Right now I have the TV on mute and Pop’s just laughing away. No one likes the Coy & Vance year, but I guess Pop’s not as picky. Funny is funny I guess. And ninjas on swamp boats fighting with Coy & Vance are evidently humorous. Hughie just drove a little white VW bug through a sewer pipe. Chuckle chuckle guffaw guffaw.

The offer on Pop’s house fell through. We don’t know why. There’s supposedly another offer on the table too, but it’s not as good. So, we’re trying to save Offer 1 while negotiating with the guy on Offer 2 to make it more to our liking. This house selling negotiating stuff is no fun. I’m not looking forward to that part of selling our house.

And who knew it was so damn expensive to sell your house! There’s costs everywhere! And then turning around and buying one. And our realtor is so magnanimous…if we use her for both transactions, she’ll knock .5% off her commission fee. Fortunately where we are, housing prices haven’t been affected as bad as some other areas. But there is still a lot of inventory in our area both in where we’re selling and where we’re buying. We’ve looked (spied) at some open houses in our neighborhood and I think we’re going to be in a really good selling position in comparison. Nick got the vanity and new sink installed in the hall bath last night. Tomorrow I’m off while the door guys are here, so I can finish painting and possibly start tiling in there. It’ll feel really good to get a whole project done!

Nick sure is taking a long time to go to Starbucks…I knew when he took his cigar with him he’d be a while. Grrr. I want my latte! I’m so spoiled…

July 30, 2007

Pretty Soon We’ll be Pooping Outside

Filed under: Family & Friends,Interstellar Casa,It's Me, Lass,Married Life,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 1:01 am

No, not really. I’m well assured that Nick will get the hall bath back in order. So, still down one shower, now down one sink. Hopefully we don’t have to pull a toilet. (Really, Nick is doing an awesome job with all my ‘honeydo’ projects. AND he made breakfast for me this morning. I love my husband. He’s just the best.)

We spent the day today between Lowe’s and Home Depot, looking at countertops, back splashes, bathroom vanities and cabinets, french doors, and various other things. We usually are Home Depot shoppers. But, we weren’t happy with the way they did the estimate for our counter tops, and so we went to Lowe’s to comparison shop. We found a counter top color in a different brand that they don’t carry at HD, so I’m glad we did it. And, based on my early estimates, it’ll be at least $150 less. I hope. But, the checkout girl at Lowe’s was so snarly, surly, and otherwise just plain grumpy and mean, I won’t look forward to shopping there again anytime soon. My basic evaluation is that Lowe’s has cleaner stores, but their customer service is far worse. HD is typically better on the customer service end, but sometimes it’s hard to find people. You know, the syndrome where there are 10 people around asking if you need help, when you don’t have any questions, and then when you do you look around and there is no one within five aisles.

So, I’ve painted the kid’s bathroom, and Nick is changing out the vanities, wall cabinet, and eventually, the medicine cabinet. Once HD gets one in stock that isn’t water damaged. If you’re looking for me on August 7, that’s likely where I’ll be…the date they’re supposed to get a shipment. After the vanity is installed, I’ll bust the tile out of the garage, and actually make some visible progress.

One Wednesday we have a contractor (FINALLY!) coming to the house to install the french doors. Hopefully mentioning that fact here won’t jinx the plan, and the guys will show up on time, complete the job on time, and not leave a gaping hole in my house.

Elle & Zed come back on Wednesday too. I’ve been missing them a lot. Thankfully the time seems to have gone by quickly. Nick and I have had some peace and quiet though, and we’ve been able to go to a couple of movies too. This weekend we saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I liked it of course. They’re really showing Harry take charge and showing the fact that he’s truly growing up.

Pop’s doing really well too. He had cataract surgery two weeks ago. His next follow up appointment is next week, and he’s happy that his vision is finally improving. It’s clear for the first time in a long time. Not a lot they can do about the fact that it’s an 86 year old eye behind there, but he’s pleased with the results. He’s had an offer on his house, which really puts the pressure on us to get things finished up around here.

Oh, and if you guys haven’t seen the video for the new Brad Paisley song “Online” you need to go check it out. It’s so funny! And I think I’m going to have to adopt Blake Shelton’s “The More I Drink” as my personal theme song. Kidding. Sort of. Mmmm. Martinis. And doesn’t Mr. Shelton just have the cutest dimples and blue eyes? I wonder if he’s single…my sister needs a good Country Boy.

July 5, 2007

You said your favorite color was blue

Filed under: It's Me, Lass,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 7:40 pm

So I wore a blue skirt, blue earrings and a blue ankle bracelet. I had exactly one hour. You know, just to be safe.

You were already there, and I was even a few minutes early. Punctuality is good.

I spotted you after just a few moments of scaning the room. You were looking at the display on the back wall.  And scratching your head.

I walked toward you. You turned around. And saw me.

You smiled a goofy smile and waved with the hand scratching your head. It was a little goofy looking. But then again, I’d already seen you hanging out of the tree.

“Want some coffee?” you asked. “Sounds good.” and convenient, since we’re in a coffee shop.

We talked. A lot. You made me laugh. You were real. Sweet. Sincere. I could tell you had a big heart.

At the end, you asked me for another date. I said yes. I’ve never regretted it since.

I love you baby.

May 16, 2007

Shout Out

Filed under: It's Me, Lass,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 2:10 pm

For a couple of reasons.

1) Nick moved his poetry. He can now be read here. He’s got some new stuff up lately. After a bit of a drought he’s becoming more prolific.

2) I’m still breathing. Just barely. Last Thursday I started feeling funny. Friday night I felt crappy. I woke up at 3 am on Saturday and made a very scary trip to the WM only to find that all the good stuff is kept behind the pharmacy counter because of all the stupid meth heads. Regular sudafed wasn’t enough to unstop my clogged sinuses.

3) I miss ya’ll. I’ve been going and going for three weeks straight, and by the time I sit down to read and comment, I’m so damn tired I can’t even start. Things are getting better, but not calming down by any means. I promise a good post here soon to explain all the happenings.

Peace out ya’ll.

May 4, 2007

Another Favor

Filed under: Family & Friends,Interstellar Casa,It's Me, Lass,Married Life,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 11:58 am

I’m being awfully needy this week. I’m usually not like this.

Today we got another call. At first I feared it was worse than it really was. Nick got a call from his dad’s neighbor. Fortunately it wasn’t that call. See, Pop is deaf, and so he had the neighbor call Nick to talk to him. Then Pop got on the phone. He told Nick that he’s tired, that he aches, and that he’s lonely. He wanted the neighbor to bring his car to us. And then he asked Nick if he could come live with us. His exact words: ‘Son, do you think you could take me in?’.

So, Nick is flying to El Paso tonight. He’ll help his dad gather some things up, and then he’s bringing him home to stay with us. I’m pretty sure this is going to be permanent. I don’t think it’ll just be for a while until he feels better.

This weekend, my mom is coming to help me clear out my office. Elle will be temporarily displaced, as the office is too far from the bathroom for Pop to stay.

My heart is breaking for Nick. It’s only in the past couple of years since his mom died that he really got to know his dad. So he’s very upset that his dad has made this request. For a man like Pop to ask for this means that he’s likely ready to start dying.

Please keep my dear husband and his sweet father in your thoughts and prayers…for Nick to have a safe flight and that they both have a safe drive back…that I have strength this weekend as I have to clear space and make room for a most welcome visitor, for however long he may choose to stay…for my children to have the patience to deal with this sudden change to their life.

April 27, 2007


Filed under: Married Life,Mr. Wonderful — by InterstellarLass @ 12:44 pm

Wednesday Nick decided to test my nerves. I was on a conference call at work. During the day, he and I IM each other. So when his cell number started calling my desk phone, I got a little concerned. But I couldn’t answer. Then my cell phone rang. This must be serious. I muted my desk phone and answered “I’m on a conference call…what’s up.”

Except Nick wasn’t on the other line. It was his boss. Nick had fainted at work. Tuesday he had gone home early, feeling faint and, as he put it, logy. Doctor couldn’t find anything wrong with him. But Wednesday he was back at it again.

I got a co-worker to finish up the conference call, and as soon as my laptop would shut down, I was out the door. I may have left a path of destruction in my wake as I drove down the tollway. Soccer moms everywhere were afraid.

When I got to his work, Nick was sitting up in his chair, looking dazed and confused. His boss came in with a miniature sized wheelchair. I looked at it and laughed. “Elle wouldn’t fit in that thing.” I said. So, his boss helped me walk Nick down to the car.

In the car, I called the doctor’s office. They directed us to the emergency room. So we went, and we got in quick. EKG, CAT scan, blood work…the whole nine yards. And everything by dehydration was ruled out. Nick is also hypoglycemic, so he may have had a low blood sugar episode. Plus he’d taken some herbals the day before, which may have been one of the things that made him feel bad the day before. Maybe it was residuals of that. Whatever it was, after the administration of a saline IV to rehydrate him, we were on our way.

Yesterday he was off work on doctor’s orders and felt well enough to stink up the house with a cigar. He tried to cover it up with smelly candles and some cinnamon spray, but I could tell. Since he felt well enough to partake, I didn’t feel bad for chastizing him. Yep, seems he’ll be fine.

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April 16, 2007

Was it Saturday? Or no? Sunday? What day is it?

Filed under: Adventures,Elle & Zed,Family & Friends,Married Life,Mom Life,Mr. Wonderful,Texas Life — by InterstellarLass @ 11:23 am

We survived Friday night. Elle and I made it to the train station on time, met up with our traveling partners and made it to the AAC just in time. It was actually very scary. Once we turned from downtown, we could see the storm approaching fast. Deboarding the train, there was lightning all around. The security personnel at the AAC instructed is to not stop to scan tickets or go through security…JUST GET INSIDE. We later found out they evacuated over 3,000 people out of the Dallas Convention Center and down to the underground parking garage (just a mile away) when the tornado sirens went off. That must have been when they told us to get in our seats and not move. And when you’re in the 3rd tier nosebleeds, the thought of a tornado shearing the roof off just a few hundred feet from your head is not a pleasant scenario. I told Elle that if I pulled her down under me, not to freak out. And was trying my hardest not to panic myself.

Saturday, after cancelling soccer pictures because of extremely cold morning temps, and only 5 of 12 team members, we proceeded to a 2-1 victory over one of our more closely matched soccer rivals. The fields were muddy and slippery and are now completely torn up.

Then, with the kids off with their dad, Nick and I drove to Irving (~45 minutes) to Nick’s cousins house. For a late-Easter lunch. We arrived at the house, and didn’t notice any cars parked outside. I suddenly became very suspicious that something was amiss. After all, we were fashionably 20 minutes late already. Everyone else should be there. We circled the cul-de-sac and then came back. Ah, there was Auntie’s truck. And there was her husband, supervising Nick’s cousin cleaning the table and chairs. When I touched him on the shoulder, he turned around, looked at me, and asked “Why are you here? We’re not eating until tomorrow?” I turned around, and looked at Nick, giving him long look with eyebrow raised. “Um. Sorry?” was his response with shoulders shrugged. Last time he gets to contribute to the schedule without me confirming details. 😉 At least he was a day early and not a day late.

Saturday night we went over to a couple-friend’s house. A few other people were there and we had some rockin’ sangria and fajitas. I plan on getting the sangria recipe and sharing it at some point. It was delicious.

Sunday we trekked out to Irving again. This time people and food were there! Joy! We played Easter Bingo, and I won a kitchy lamb statuette and a pair of cat and dog bobble animals. They were cute. Nick had his low-rider toy car stolen (complete with the Low Rider tune and multi-cultural gangstas) at the last moment. He ended up with some Art Deco bunny that he later donated to one of his nieces as a self-defense object. Super exciting trips to Target and Kroger followed, and we closed out the weekend watching The Sopranos. So far this season, EVERYONE is pissing Tony off.

Oh, and my Kroger Fuel Center? It’ll be open next week. *Does happy dance* 10 cents off per gallon bay-bee!

What was the highlight of your weekend?

April 3, 2007

Culinary Delights

Filed under: Mr. Wonderful,Real Good Food — by InterstellarLass @ 7:31 am

So maybe I am a snob. In this case, I don’t really care what implications that may have. I just know that I don’t like to eat food out of a box if at all possible. My great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother have all influenced to think that if you have the time, make it right. And in most cases, that means from scratch. We don’t use Bisquik for our pancakes or biscuits! (Not that there’s anything wrong with that…) 

Of course there are exceptions. While I can make a damn good cake from scratch, time usually dictates that I use a box cake mix. I’m still working on my pie crusts (my mom won’t tell me her secret), and so in an emergency situation, I’ve purchased frozen pie crusts. I’m not experienced with bread, so those little crescent rolls are a lifesaver, and Elle loves to help roll them up, plus it’s fun to make the can pop.

But when it comes to my meals, I like to use fresh ingredients. I’ve never found a dinner from a box that had a natural flavor I could identify, and they are so salty they make my fingers swell. And so, last week, when I hurt my foot, and it was raining and we had to stop by the store to get food for dinner, my dear, sweet, darling Nick went in to forage.

And he came out with Tuna Helper, canned ravioli, and boxes of macaroni and cheese. Just thinking of it now makes me ill. Canned ravioli! I didn’t even like Chef Boyardee when I was a kid. Kraft macaroni and cheese I can deal with on occasion, but I don’t think he got the Kraft brand. I know, I know, store brand is supposed to be the same…but it’s worse. And Tuna Helper? Macaroni and cheese with tuna? I bust out with this for dinner last Tuesday and he comes out with canned ravioli and Tuna Helper?*

Is this a defective gene men have? Maybe a throwback to his bachelor days? You know, back when Top Ramen was a delicacy? And is it all related to the problem they have with matching socks? What? They’re both white…never mind that one has a gold toe and heel and the other has green stitching and is a tube sock.

*I am not an ungrateful wench. I’m just a picky eater that’s just a little more than grossed out by most foods from a box. I do appreciate my husband and his efforts, and the kids loved the canned ravioli. I had to look away while they ate it though.

What is the one thing you absolutely will not eat? Do you have a love for all foods boxed? What’s the secret to making them edible?

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