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I’d be here, but I don’t want to frighten you

So why haven’t I been around these parts, even though I have admitted that I’m feeling fantastic these days?  Plainly put, I don’t want to scare you (all five of you) off.  Because I am happy and I’m contentedly obsessed with various things but it’s not the sort of thing I want to talk about around HERE.  Or on Facebook.  I’ve been neglecting Facebook too.  I might stop in a couple times a week for a quick browse through recent status updates.  That’s just… a lot less Facebooking than I was doing before.  But I can’t let the freak flag fly on Facebook either so I’m not there.  I am on Tumblr, however.  And no, I’m not telling you where.  Because the thing with Tumblr, especially when you’re kinda fangirling on Tumblr, is you don’t share with other people about it.  Because other people will think you’re nuts.  Which, let’s be honest, you probably are.  Tumblr affords a good deal of anonymity though and it’s nice to be surrounded by other people afflicted with the same obsessions.  So that’s where I am.

I am also writing a little!  GULP.  Nothing major and nothing anyone will ever read.  But it’s WRITING and that’s fantastic, isn’t it?  It’s still hard to unclog the writer’s block and I am having to force myself a little.  But it’s also feeling marvelous and I want to do more.  Yay!

And I’m still knitting.  I don’t have much to do in the way of knitting, but I am keeping the needles busy.  Never fear, I haven’t neglected that!  I am in the middle of two pairs of socks at the moment.  Both are turning out great and I’m very happy with it. Socks are fun to knit!  I’m so glad I added them to my repertoire.

Let’s see… on the homefront… Harry and Liam are both out of school.  Liam finished up a week ago.  He’s now officially a 1st grader!  Amazing.  He’s been in Elko this whole last week, staying with his grandparents.  We don’t think he’s missed us one bit, which is good in a way.  We’re glad he’s having a good time.  He’ll be returning tonight and then tomorrow Harry goes to have his turn in Elko.  He’ll probably be there for a couple weeks, actually.  We won’t have all five of us here until sometime in July. Weird!

Anyhow.  Uhm.  There’s more stuff I could probably prattle on about but I think I’ll stop here before I get too silly.  Be good!

Need a little Christmas

Well.  I meant to post again before now but you know how it goes.  One thing and then another and then everything REALLY goes to pot and you just never, never know.  Life turns on a dime.

I meant to tell you all that my birthday wasn’t all that awful.  At least once Kile made it home and all that.  The day was just a wreck and I assure you it would have been a wreck even if it weren’t my birthday.   It was just a day where everything was going wrong.  And I was extra annoyed because it was my birthday and no one wants “one of those days” on their birthday.  And I also started to think that perhaps having a birthday at all in this day and age was for the birds because it only serves to breed discontent.  Bah humbug and all that.   The evening was downright nice though, with cake and presents and the knowledge that at least the day was over.

But you know?  I think that’s just the way of things this month.  This year.  I love love love the month of December but this month has done me (and mine) wrong and so now I’m mostly just looking forward to New Years Eve and watching that darned ball drop on yet another crap-tastic year.  I doubt any year could out-suck 2004, but 2011 is in close contention.  I won’t be sorry to see it’s back side.

No one is really in the mood this year.  Well, except for the little kids.  And it’s for them that we are trying to put on a good face.  But it’s hard.  I mean, we can’t even bring ourselves to finish decorating (who needs a wreath on the door?  bah humbug!).  We forget the kids advent calendars more often than not.  And Jeffrey the Shelf Elf has had some rather half-assed ideas for surprising the kids.  Our hearts aren’t quite in it.

You may recall me mentioning last year that my brother in law was diagnosed with a brain tumor.  I can’t recall if I mentioned it or not before things went “radio silence” on Facebook about such things.  I could look it up but I just don’t have it in me at the moment.  Anyhow, we found out last October and he spent the year traveling back and forth between Elko and Salt Lake City for treatments.  We went to Elko for both Thanksgiving and Christmas last year.  Mostly because we’d read up on the odds.  And we wanted to spend what could be his last holidays with him.

He made it to another Thanksgiving.  But Christmas?  Not so much.  We got the call that he passed on Saturday morning.  All of my desperate prayers this last month for him to make it past Christmas for the sake of his family were for naught.  Oh, I’m sure it’s for the best as far as he is concerned.  But the rest of us?  For his family?  No.  This is awful and it’s awful timing.  No two ways about it.

So tomorrow morning we’re loading up and heading east to Elko where we’ll be until Friday.  It’s going to be a hard week.  If we were having a hard time getting in the spirit before, I can only imagine how hard it’ll be now.  But we have to try.   And I will be happy when Christmas is past and we can just go back to dealing.

Better luck next year?

“Haul out the holly
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again
Fill up the stocking
I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now

 

For we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute
Candles in the window
Carols at the spinet

Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute
It hasn’t snowed a single flurry
But Santa, dear, we’re in a hurry

 

So climb down the chimney
Turn on the brightest string of light I’ve ever seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It’s time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough

 

For I’ve grown a little leaner
Grown a little colder
Grown a little sadder
Grown a little older

 

And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder
Need a little CHristmas now

 

For we need a little music
Need a little laughter
Need a little singing
Ringing through the rafter

 

And we need a little snappy
“Happy ever after”
Need a little Christmas now”

Cashmere: A Love Story

Once upon a time, there was a man and his wife.  Neither of them had anything made of cashmere, that most delicious of fibers.  And they were okay with this.  They figured those cotton and/or acrylic sweaters were just fine.  What difference does one little (lush) (and luxurious) (and completely wonderful) fiber make?

Oh.  It makes a difference.

Which could account for the astronomical price tag.  Kohl’s has some relatively reasonably priced cashmere sweaters.  The ladies’ sweaters are $100 while the men’s sweaters are $120.  For cashmere, that ain’t bad.  But still.  It is faaaaaaaar out of our price range for clothing.  We are the original cheapskates, after all.  I start feeling woozy if I spend more than $20 on a pair of jeans.

But Kile started to yearn for cashmere.  So I thought, I’ll get him some for Christmas.  I went online on Black Friday (since we were in Elko and the number of shops to procure cashmere at in Elko is somewhat limited) to kohls.com and found an excellent deal on a cotton/cashmere blend sweater for Kile.  Sold!  He would be so happy to get that, I was sure!

Fast forward a couple weeks and it was my birthday.  My lovely in laws gave me some spending cash for my big day and we happened to be browsing around Kohl’s when I came across a most lovely cashmere cardigan IN MY SIZE and priced to sell at a significant discount.  I just couldn’t pass it up!  After another discount and everything I paid all of $30 for that sweater.  A 100% cashmere cardigan for $30!  Unreal!

Kile was jealous until he opened his gift on Christmas day and saw his own sweater.  I started to wish I had gotten him 100% cashmere instead since now that I could feel the difference, I knew he needed to have it.  But, c’est la vie, yes? Still, the bug was planted.  And when we went shopping after Christmas during one of those awesome Kohl’s sales, Kile was able to find a lovely blue cashmere sweater on sale for $40.  Naturally, he snatched it up.

Fast forward (again) a few more weeks to just a week or two ago.  Once again, we were killing time at Kohl’s (sense a theme here?) and I happened to notice a fuzzy sleeve protruding from the clearance rack in the women’s department.  CASHMERE.  That particular sweater wasn’t my size but I was inspired to look closer.  I was able to find TWO (count ‘em: two!) sweaters in my size.  One was a lovely dark fuchsia color and the other a bright and cheerful teal.  And, as I told Kile, have you ever seen two colors that look MORE like they belong to me?  Again, these were $30 apiece and I could not resist the cashmere at that price.  And this time for a pullover!  THREE cashmere sweaters!  How lucky am I?!

Kile looked (though not terribly closely) in the men’s department for cashmere there but came up empty handed.  But before you start feeling bad for him, lets see what happened this last weekend. Where, you guessed it, we were at Kohl’s again (hey, we like that store!).  I started to comb through the men’s clearance racks, hoping for a swatch of delicious fuzziness to catch my eye.  And this time?  We were triumphant!  We found Kile TWO (count ‘em: two!) sweaters!  One a navy blue with a gray argyle design on it and the other a solid dark gray.  And this time?  They were $20.

TWENTY. DOLLARS.

Like I said, you just cannot pass up these prices.  At least, not when you are US and when you’ve caught The Cashmere Bug.  We were full-on enamored.  After we found Kile’s sweaters, I wouldn’t even LOOK at the women’s clearance racks.  Because I knew if I found cashmere there and it was $20 that I would buy it and really.   Isn’t THREE cashmere sweaters plenty for ONE person?   Cooler heads must prevail, after all.  And I do strive to be a reasonable person.

It was really hard though.

Now, don’t bother going to kohls.com to look for cashmere sweaters at these prices.  It’s not there.  No, this is on a store-by-store basis.  A little hidden gem hiding in the clearance racks, waiting to be snatched up.  That is, if they have any left by now.  Which, if the rest of the human population is anything like us?  Isn’t terribly likely.

But keep your eye out.  And if you’ve ever thought about cashmere like I did, and you have the opportunity to try it out, then you will understand my love.

Now if you’ll pardon me, I have a sweater to go pet.

So… what’s new?

I left you all (all four of you) hanging there, didn’t I?  I’m sure you understand, what with the holidays and all.  And me over here knitting my fingers off.  Nearly literally.  More on that in a minute.

So here’s a quick run-down on things that have happened around these here parts in the last week or so since I last got off my duff and posted something:

  • We had a nasty wind storm.  I HATE WIND STORMS.  This is well documented around here.  And it was just about that bad.  It went on forever and by the time it was over I had a HEADACHE just from the stress of listening the house creak and moan and shudder with each gust.  Wind sucks.
  • After it was windy, it got freakin’ COLD.  Like, super ice-age-style cold.  It felt like the Day After Tomorrow around here.  This was last Wednesday, the day we drove to Elko for the holiday.  It was 14 degrees when we left the house here at around 9:30 or so in the morning.  By the time we got to Fernley (about sixty miles away, give or take 10 miles), it was 22.  We NEVER SAW IT GET WARMER THAN THAT.  And by NEVER, I mean until yesterday.  YESTERDAY, people.  That’s a lot of days of freakin’ COLD weather.  Anyhow, that Wednesday when we got to Winnemucca and stopped at McDonald’s (our traditional stopping spot) to stretch legs, pee and eat (in that order), it was 11 degrees.  Brr, right?  There was a girl not much older than Evie there with FLIP FLOPS on.  I’m talking sandals without socks, here.   I was horrified.  I also saw a pre-teen wearing a t-shirt and shorts.  What the HECK.  OMG, I just got a chill thinking about it.  Was awful.  It got so cold while we were there, that I got kinda used to it after a while.  The one morning (which day was that?  Thanksgiving?  I can’t even remember.  I think that part of my brain froze up and fell off two days ago), it was -15 and the weather channel app on my iPhone said it felt like -32 cuz of the wind and humidity and blah blah blah.  OMG.  What the HECK.  Seriously, it got to where it would be 18 and we’d be all, “wow, look how warm it is!”.  I’m not even remotely kidding.  I’m so glad my in laws believe in electric blankets.  I slept warm and toasty as a result.  But I learned to double up on socks and wear slippers on top of that, wear a bathrobe and my fingerless mitts and huddle under throws.  It warmed up yesterday (which at this point was Saturday but by the time I publish this, that would be two days ago so I didn’t want confusion), we’d warmed up to the twenties and low thirties.  I KNOW.  So exciting.  Of course, this meant it was going to snow.  And it did.  Several inches.  Since the snow from the week before was still around, it just didn’t even really matter anymore.  The cumulative effect of this cold and snow was that it felt VERY Christmassy in Elko.  If more people had had Christmas lights up (I think they thought it was too cold to put them up?  Pansies.), I’m sure I would have been very confused.  But it definitely got me feeling very festive.  And that’s a good thing.
  • I saw a movie!  In the theater!  OMG!  Was that a pig that just flew by my window?  Kile and I went to see “Harry Potter” on Wednesday night, after we got to Elko.  We put the kids to bed a little early and ducked out to the movie theater that is literally just around the corner from my in laws house.  It wasn’t terribly crowded, which was nice because I have an aversion to crowds.  ANYHOW, the movie was good!  I was so relieved.  I have such angstful feelings about “Half Blood Prince” because of all the changes they made (mostly stupid changes, if you want my opinion on it).  But they remained so very faithful to the book in this first part of “The Deathly Hallows” that I was incredibly pleased.  I’d have to go read some reviews and such to see what if anything was changed, but if anything was, it wasn’t very noticeable.  The basics were there, the mood, and the set-up for the finale are there and I cannot wait to see Part 2!  While we were shivering in the van on the way home afterward, I pointed out to Kile that when we saw Part 2 in July it was liable to be 100 degrees.  Now THAT is just weird.
  • Thanksgiving was awesome.  We had a huge family dinner at my sister in laws house and it was just great.  The food was amazing.  The company was great.  I had a great time all around.  I don’t generally dig Thanksgiving that much, as a holiday.  But this one was just plain cool.  So YAY for that!
  • We did a little Black Friday stuffs.  And by “little” I mean, we mostly just pointed and laughed at the people who went gung ho.  We have most of our shopping done already.  Harry had some birthday money he wanted to spend (hopefully on a video game for the Wii or Xbox) and we had a few things we were hoping to look at.  We hit Walmart and got a few little things there for the kids but mostly just tried to keep out of people’s ways.  We hit Starbucks before heading home and that Peppermint Mocha was possibly the best coffee I’d had in years.  Because I was tired and COLD.  And this was hot caffeine.  Just what the doctor ordered!  Back at home, I did some online shopping at stores that Elko does not have, mostly for Kile.  I think I did pretty well. I only have a present or two left to buy, the rest is knitting.
  • OMG.  The knitting.
  • There was a football game this weekend!  Friday night, to be exact.  Now, this football game took place here in Reno where we were NOT.  But it was televised on ESPN.  And not ESPN 2.  Ho, no.  This was Big Stuff.  We were playing Boise State University.  Which I’m told was ranked #4 in the nation.  Our lil team was ranked #19.  We were not favored to win.  We play Boise all the time and we pretty much lose to them all the time.  But we’ve done really awesome this season.  We only lost one to Hawaii a few weeks ago (which we never beat Hawaii on their own turf, but I think mostly our team just dropped the ball and was feeling overly cocky about their impressive wins from weeks previous).  We have been getting some recognition.  And this game against Boise State was The Game To Win.  I couldn’t watch about half of it because I was so nervous.  But I finally gave in after the half, when we were down, 24-7.  And I saw our team pick themselves up, dust themselves off and make Boise State Work For It. Except, we didn’t quite stop there.  We brought the score to 31-31 with 2 seconds left in the game.  But Boise had the ball.  And they were going to do a field goal.  Surely, that meant the game was over, yes?  Ah well, at least we made it close.  But wait.  What’s this?  THE KICKER MISSED.  From right in front of the uprights, he MISSED.  Unbelievable.  The game was tied.  Overtime!  Boise State had possession first.  And again, it ended up in position for a field goal.  Game over, right?  WRONG.  The poor Boise State kicker missed again.  Oh, the looks on the fans faces in the stands.  If I hadn’t been so happy for OUR team, I would have been devastated for that team.  Here’s a team that was looking at a bigtime BCS bowl game.  And those dreams were turning to mush before all our eyes. Oh my.  And here’s the good old UNR Wolf Pack, in possession of the ball… and here comes our chance at a field goal…. They pluck out a freshman kicker, a guy from a local high school.  Who has only kicked maybe twice the whole season.  And it’s the biggest play of the game.  Of the SEASON.  I think it was a 34 yard field goal?  Anyhow, who cares because HE MADE IT.  And we won.  34-31.  OMG.  I think I had football dreams all night long as a result.  I still can’t quite believe it.  And now?  Boise State is #10 instead of #4.  And we are #14 instead of #19.  Wowzers!
  • We came home today.  Our van was so sad looking.  Between the trip TO Elko, driving around Elko in sub-zero temperatures, and the trip HOME…. our brown van was considerably browner.  I should have taken pictures of the weird ice formations on my side of the van that I saw when we got to Winnemucca.  Kile said it was from passing all those trucks that are throwing around all the mist.  But it was still below freezing at that point so it just looked WEIRD.  Dammit.  Now I totally wish I’d taken a picture.  Oh well.  I was distracted.
  • What was I distracted by?  OH LET ME TELL YOU.  In the parking lot, I saw a bunch of Idaho plates.  Not uncommon in Nevada as a rule, especially in Winnemucca.  Because the road that cuts off of Interstate 80 and goes up to Boise is right there.  And I had the thought, “gee, I wonder how many of these people are Boise State fans?”.  Oh, how about ALL OF THEM.  I had to use the bathroom so I wasn’t paying too close attention until I got in the bathroom and there was a line and OMG, they were all wearing orange and blue (the Boise State colors).  The whole restaurant, it seemed, was filled with Boise State fans.  We were surrounded.  But you know what?  They’re all good fans.  I’m sure they were so disappointed that their teams hopes and dreams were dashed the way they were.  But they were nothing but gracious and when they saw people walk by with Nevada shirts or hats on, they complimented them on a game well played.  Now THAT is class.  To be honest, I think a lot of UNR fans could learn a thing or two from them.
  • Anyhow, where was I?  Oh I think I was talking about how dirty our van was.  We ran it through a touchless car wash.  It needed it in a bad way.  Evie was of course traumatized by the experience.  But Liam thought it was cool.  We picked up some takeout Chinese food for date night and let me just say that was DELICIOUS.  I love date night.

And now we’re all ready to get back to “normal” around here.  WHEW.  What a week!

There and Back Again

We went to Elko this last weekend.  I didn’t tell you about that, did I?  Actually, I haven’t told you about much of anything in the last week or so.  And this isn’t because the last week was uneventful.  But because it has been SO eventful, it’s one of those situations that you’re not sure where you step in here and say, “hey… listen to this.”

That made no sense, did it?

Ah well.  Welcome to my world these days.

Well, let’s get this out of the way.  I’ve been waiting to discuss this for some more concrete information but as that information is slow in coming, I haven’t posted in aaaaages and… well, there comes a time to share what is keeping us so busy these days.  The long and short of it?

My brother in law has a brain tumor.

Correction, he HAD a brain tumor.  It has since been mostly removed via surgery.  We found out one night, late, after he had collapsed at work, been sent to the emergency room and was being flown to Salt Lake City (as Elko’s hospital just doesn’t have the stuff for situations as this).  There was a mass in his brain, almost assuredly cancerous.  The shoe dropped and life slipped into overdrive.

We discussed driving out to Salt Lake.  But… just not entirely feasible.  The rest of the family from Elko was there, and there were other friends and family present so we weren’t “needed”.  Didn’t help us not to feel at loose ends.  So we planned to drive out to Elko once Kile’s brother returned home.

The surgery went very well.  The tumor was nearly all removed.  The surgeon was pretty certain it was cancerous, but sent it off for biopsy for a clearer picture (this is the information that is sooooo slooooowwww in coming).  Everyone is fairly sure we’re looking at a Glioblastoma.  Which, if you Google, is not a happy thing.  BUT I’m doing my best to stay away from Google (except for that one day when I was weak) (I regret that, by the way.  DON’T ASK DR. GOOGLE!).  My brother in law is looking at a long road of chemotherapy and radiation treatments in the weeks to come.  Not to mention recovering from this surgery which isn’t like recovering from gall bladder surgery or anything.

So this last Thursday, we drove down to Elko.  And we got to see how things are with our own eyes and that really did help us settle somewhat.  Especially Kile, who has automatically gone into GottaHelpDoSomething Mode.  I only saw my brother in law the first day we were down there, but Kile spent a good deal of time with him over the next couple of days and says that every day he has been better.  Money is a huge concern, for obvious reasons and was the focus of much planning and discussion and fretting.  It’s one of those situations where you truly wish (all apologies to Travie McCoy) that you were a billionaire.

We drove home yesterday and of course, it was Big Fall Storm Day across Nevada.  We just should start to expect these things, don’t you think?

There was a lot of this:

And some of this:

(the one eye open while sleeping this is creepy, no?)

The dogs dealt with the journey pretty well.  Well.  Mostly so.  They had a lot of crap to sit on.

And I got cute with the iPhone when I wasn’t busy knitting knitting knitting (I did get a lot done though, so there’s that).

Nevada, it is pretty boring.  You get excited when you see an overpass because HEY, it’s just like civilization!

And that picture there?  Was about as “clear” as the weather was our entire journey.  Windy.  Rainy.  Doooooooom weather.  And guess where the worst weather in the WHOOOOOOOLE state was?  You got it, right behind our house.  The rain was blowing sideways, coming down in sheets and just apocalypse style stuff.  Basically just another Fall in Reno.  Or just another Fall in Our Backyard as the worst weather is always right our back door.  And, sure enough, when we arrived home (trash cans blowing willy nilly down the street), I approached the door to the kitchen through the garage only to hear the wind WHISTLING through the cracks.  And, yeah, it’s not supposed to do that, is it?

I opened the door and quickly saw the issue: our air conditioner unit which was still installed (as I had just used it last week before we left… you know, when it was shorts and t-shirt weather) in the living room window was now laying in the middle of the living room floor.  The curtains were flapping around the now open window, rain sheeted into the room and all over the kids toy boxes (Liam’s was fairly well decimated from the a/c unit falling on it) and I will cop to worrying first about my yarn before even looking to the LED TV.  Priorities, people.  (The yarn was fine, thank goodness.)  (As was the TV.)

So we got that all cleaned/mopped/soaked up, turned the heater on (it was just a few degrees warmer in the house than the chilly 48 degrees it was outside) and got the kiddos dinner and then collapsed into lifeless piles of goo.

The end.

So welcome home to us.  But the upshot is the weather was very lovely and clear (and COLD).  And I saw this sight out my back door this morning and I guess I was glad to be back home.  Snow on the mountain!  It starts.

Gosh, I love Fall.

Have a good week, everyone.  Hug your babies.

That could have gone better

The trip to Elko itself?  Very nice.  We had a good time with Kile’s family.  Sunday was a big highlight for me, as the day was practically CROWDED with good times.  I love days that are crowded with good times.

But, and of course there is a but because that is exactly the sort of luck I have, it wasn’t perfect.  By a long shot.  Because I neglect my health.  In this particular case?  My dental health.  I’ve mentioned before that I need some work done on some teeth.  And that I’ve been clenching my jaw at night causing already unhappy teeth to be even unhappier.  But it was never a major problem and as such, was easy to ignore.

Hoo boy.  Folks?  Don’t ignore pain when it involves your teeth.  I know, I know.  Smarter, prettier and awesomer people than I have said this.  At the time that I read that post, I had pain.  But it wasn’t OMGKILLMENOW pain.  And while I knew that I was glimpsing down the road at my future, I still ignored my own pain.  Because, hello? DENTIST.  Nuh-uh.  I can be an immature brat when I wanna be and when it comes to the dentist, I am an immature brat of monstrous proportions.

So when I tell you that Sunday afternoon I said, “FINE, take me to a dentist and have them KILL IT,” that should tell you how bad it was.

Of course, in full accordance with Murphy’s Law, this pain didn’t really set in until we left town on Saturday.  As we drove towards Elko, the pain in my jaw persisted.  This was aggravating because I had taken four (count em': FOUR) ibuprofen before leaving home for this very reason.  And to have those FOUR ibuprofen not do diddly?   GAHHHH!

We arrived in Elko in good time, but not in good spirits.  Besides my pain, the kids had been horrid.  Mostly: Liam had been horrid.  Letting him out to run and play at McDonald’s in Winnemucca had helped substantially.  But the fact remains that when Liam is bored, he is ornery.  And he was very bored. (Note to self: next car MUST have a dvd player.)  So to say we were frazzled is probably a big understatement.  And my jaw… oh my jaw.  OH MY JAW.  I took more ibuprofen.  I applied a heated gel pack.  Rinse and repeat for the next several days.

Have you ever tried to knit and hold a hot pad on your face at the same time?  Probably not.  Because it can’t be done.  So I did get SOME knitting done.  But not anywhere near what I wanted to get done.  But it is what it is.  And I could live with it if it meant no more stabbing pain in my jaw.  Yep, we’d progressed from ache to OMGKILLMENOW.  The combination of the ibuprofen and heat helped considerably, but nothing abated the pain entirely.

Of course, by the time I finally willing to give in on the whole dentist thing, the dentist was closed (this was a 7day place that was also open on Sundays).  So we resolved to call in the morning.  In the meantime, I wanted to enjoy the rest of my Valentine’s Day.  Kile took me out to a very nice dinner at the Nevada Dinner House, which we later learned had gotten a “bad rep” in town for the new management’s shake-up of the menu and prices and such. But we loved it.  In fact, we may like it even better now.  No, check that, we DO like it even better now.  I had a chicken parmigiana that puts all other chicken parmigiana’s to shame. TO SHAME.  It was so good.  And yeah, a little pricey.  But you get soup and bread and salad and Basque-style beans and french fries with your meal.  And all of it is DELICIOUS.  We even got some wine with our meal and we loved THAT so much that we bought a bottle to take home and enjoy on our anniversary this summer.   I’m so glad we picked there to eat.  Best meal I’ve had in a long time!

The next morning, Kile called the 7 day dentist place and they were booked.  They promised to call if there was a cancellation but I wasn’t going to hold my breath.  So he found another dentist who could fit us in at 4:30pm.  I wasn’t terribly encouraged since that was hours and hours and hours of pain pain pain away and being that was the end of the work day… what could they really do for me in a half hour?  Kile and I both predicted pain killers and antibiotics.

Which… is what happened.  BUT… I think that would have happened at 9:30am too.  Because my tooth is alllll messed up.  (For the record, its the back tooth on the lower left side of my jaw.)  The size and placement of the cavity meant that a root canal just wasn’t going to work.  There would be no where to put a crown that would be secure enough.  The dentist recommended extraction.  And I was all for it because OMGTHEPAIN.  But first we have to get rid of the infection down at the root of the tooth.  I won’t go into all the reasons why but suffice it to say, that it’s hard to kill pain on a tooth that’s infected.  And I’m all about killing the pain.  So antibiotics it is!

I knew better than to even TRY to Vicodin I was prescribed until bedtime.  This isn’t my first rodeo and be it Percoset or Vicodin, I have no business taking either of those when I expect to be upright and/or coherent.  I woke up in the middle of the night… or actually it was 4:30am but that’s just as well as the middle of the night to a non-morning person such as myself.  So I took another.  And I believe that was my fatal flaw.  Because when I woke up about 8am, I was still firmly in the grips of the Vicodin.  And I was still in the grips an hour and a half later when we hit the road and I discovered that I could not knit in the car while on Vicodin.  Possibly, I cannot knit NOT in the car while on Vicodin.  But in the car is a DEFINITE no no.  A few hot flashes later, Kile got me a sprite and I proceeded to slouch forward with my head in my hands until we got to Winnemucca.  This was around 11am at this point, for those of you who are keeping track.  Kile took the kids in to play, eat and run off steam and I stayed in the car.  To sleep.  And I did.  (Anyone who knows me is probably picking their jaw up off the floor because I do not sleep in cars.) (Ever.)  I woke up feeling a bit better and definitely determined to not let this get the better of me.  Kile grabbed me a plain McChicken sandwich and between that and my Sprite, I was able to get some food on my belly in hopes of getting my strength back.  But first, apparently, I needed to nap some more.  So I did.

I woke up some where between Lovelock and Fernley.  And felt much better.  So I was actually able to try to knit.  By the time we had passed Fernley, I felt almost my old self again.  You know, at nearly 2pm in the afternoon.  TWO O’CLOCK.  Over 9 hours after taking the last pill.  Are you KIDDING me?  A half hour or more after that, I started to feel pain in my jaw again.  That was some EVIL Vicodin.

So we’re home now.  And I’ve taken some ibuprofen like a a smart person would.  Kile, meanwhile, is having a procedure done on his varicose vein in his leg tomorrow and picked up a prescription for that this afternoon.  Included?  Vicodin.  I told him to RUN AWAY.  It’s up to him if he actually listens to me or not.  Let my experience be a lesson!  STAY AWAY FROM THE VICODIN!!

How on EARTH do people ever get addicted to this stuff?  I never want to take another one again as long as I LIVE.  One less thing to worry about, I guess.

Aaaaand…. Liam is being a jerk which must mean he’s bored.  So I better go attend to that.  Or wring his neck.  You know, one or the other.   I hope everyone had a great Valentine’s Day and that no one else is anticipating getting of their teeth yanked in the weeks ahead.  Cuz I’m pretty darn sure that’s not going to be any fun.

Much fun was had by all

We’re in the process of packing up the van so we can head back home (well, if I want to be totally honest, Kile is packing the van while I nurse Evie so she’ll sleep on the road).

It’s a bit later start than we’d usually like, but sometimes these things can’t be helped.

We had a great time this weekend. I got a LOT of knitting done, Harry worked on a lot of Cub Scout stuff with his uncle and cousins, Evie had an utterly fabulous birthday party and Liam threatened to send each and every one of us to the funny farm. All in all, I’d say it was a sucess.

Now we have a good five hour road trip ahead of us (lots more knitting!) before we’re back home. I’m always anxious to move forward; once the decision is made to go, I don’t like to dawdle.

At any rate, it’s about time to go. You all be good while I’m traveling, you hear?

Travelogue

You didn’t think i would forget to post today, did you?  Not after being conscientious enough to post every single day while we were in Elko using nothing more than my (supa-cool) iPhone?  Of course not!  But I wanted to post some pictures of what your average road trip between Elko and Reno looks like.  And of course I couldn’t just upload pictures STRAIGHT FROM THE iPHONE (because surely it didn’t work this last weekend).  So I had to wait until I got home and then I had to futz with the pictures in Lightroom (which wanted to be updated first).  And we needed dinner.  And now the kids want to go to bed.  So this is actually taking a lot longer than I expected.  Whoops.  Anyhow… here goes.  Be prepared for a lot of BROWN (and water, as it was a rather wet day here in Nevada).

Road Work
When ISN’T there road work going on in Nevada??

Traveling Beetoe
My traveling companion

Nevada Landscape
See? Lots of brown.

Common Sight
And lots of trucks.

Down the hill
Getting closer to Winnemucca

Winnemucca McDonald's
We ALWAYS stop here for a break. ALWAYS.

Raindrops
Lots of little raindrops on the windshield today.

Chilled out
Liam is content with his stuffed animals, sippy cup and cars.

Livestock
Moo!

True Midpoint
This truck stop is almost exactly halfway between Elko and Reno.

Snowy Mountains
Snow!

Ramshackle
This “building” looks more and more rundown each time we travel past it. Someday I’ll imagine it won’t be there anymore.

Truckin'
Once again… lots of trucks

Peeking Sun
This was the first and last time we saw the sun today.

I see the Sierras!
Our first glimpse of the Sierra Mountains since last week.

Reno, at last!
Yay! We can see Reno!

One last stretch
And up the interstate towards home… at last!

Reporting from Small Town, USA

I’m writing this on my iPhone, sitting out in the van with the kids while Kile is in the DMV here in Elko trying to take care of a situation that has been brewing for the better part of a year. I’m also hoping that there’s enough of an Edge network signal to post this once I finish.

Cell phone service is criminal out here. Edge is as best you can hope for and I don’t think I’ve had more than three bars worth of signal since we got here. I tried to talk to my parents this morning and the call was dropped no less than 10 times. Whatup, AT&T?? To be fair, the Internet is little better. Though my in laws have wireless DSL, the signal and performance are… spotty. Very frustrating. Don’t get me wrong though. I’m rather glad to gave any signal at all. Having Edge is even better than I expected. But this would definitely be a deal-breaker should we ever consider moving here.

It’s Harry’s birthday today. Nine years old. I don’t think I feel nearly old enough to have a nine year old. We did up a family party last night and he is beyond thrilled with his new iPod Shuffle (which he is now listening to in the “way back” seat). He got some other great gifts too. Only I didn’t take any pictures because I totally forgot and I fail as a mother. Sounds about right.

I saw the big BlogHer announcement this morning. I’m a little sad that the conference is going to be in Chicago this year. Since it is, I don’t think I’ll be able to go. The combined costs of traveling and hotel and conference itself are just too much. We’re going on a big cruise in August and though my parents are pretty much paying for it all, we’ll still need spending money. That doesn’t leave much room for BlogHer. I’m sad because it’ll be the first conference I’ll miss since 2006. And I’ll miss seeing friends and all sorts of other awesome people. So… boo.

Anyhow, we’ll be cooling our heels here for another day and are heading back to Reno tomorrow. And then I’ll have my decrepit laptop back. Yay.

Craftstravaganza

Craft Day was a lot of fun. For one thing, it took up the entire day. We were out of the house before 8am and didn’t return until after 4pm. That’s a lot of crafts! And, as it turns out, a lot of FOOD. We were constantly being fed, all day long. And don’t let the fact that lunch was a giant salad bar let you think that everything was healthy. Cuz it wasn’t. But dang, it was all good.

Today, we’re going to celebrate Harry’s birthday (even though the Big Day is tomorrow). We have presents (and a dastardly trick or two) lined up. I’ll be sure to fill you all in on the deets (and pics) tomorrow.

For now, enjoy pics from yesterday of the crafts and the fun. Because crafts ARE fun, no matter how “crafty” you actually are.