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Or perhaps February 6th is 3 Kings Day.

But that would be 1 King’s Day – Babe Ruth’s 120th birthday.

Thanks Pooh

Or maybe this is Santa on vacation.

Yesterday Carl & I went for a walk.

Nothing new there, but there was a 15 minute stretch when we felt we had taken our lives in our hands feet. All of the drivers seemed very intent, and not patient at all. I put this all down to SUPER angst.

I know many people who are confident, those that are not, and there is just a fair amount of trepidation waiting for the game to start. Almost all offices seemed to have Seahawk day/celebrations. Pictures of office groups abound.

12 flag 95 feet up (in front of our office)

We had our work pot-luck on Wednesday.
That may seem a bit early, but 3 of our 50 were leaving the next day to drive on down.
Given the ticket prices (I heard from 2 people going $2600 and $3000) this game is not likely to ever be in our future.

I am on the nervous nelly side of the fence, and really want this game to get underway.

So I have put together a list of chores that will probably take longer than the 5 hours I have left before the game.

GO HAWKS

Space Needle with 12 flag

(The crane in the background is near our house – for perspective)

I got home before it was dark out today due to a slightly shorter than normal day.

We took advantage of the fading sunlight to exercise my sore back.
The back has been sore for several days and I was in search of a heating patch.
So we set off for Bartell’s Drugstore – not the closest one, but the larger one in University Village.

It is between 1-1/2 to 2 miles from our house, and generally downhill to the shopping center.
Reaching our destination, they did not have the type of back patch we were looking for, or postcard backs, or LEGO figures or anything else we were looking for. We did manage to pick up TURBO Tax (ready for your W-2s Rey).

Heading through the mall on the way out we happened by a store that had LARGE bottles of the shampoo and conditioner I like that are very difficult to find in the large size. What’s another $100 or so. (But we did get 2 free travel sizes with the gigantic ones.)

Bumble & Bumble

Finally took a turn for home.

We headed up the 45th Street incline. (For those that know Seattle). This is a route that rises from the near lake level to the heights of the University. About a 200 foot gain in about 1/3 of a mile. That is really a hill, not an incline. It is a bit of a Seattle thing to differentiate between the various grades of hill. Sort of like twenty different varieties of precipitation.

Finally passed by another version of a drug store – but no back patches to my liking.
Home again, home again.

Almost $200 lighter (or heavier for the person carrying the bag) and despite no back patches, I think the walk may have helped.

What a range of emotions.
Happy to be in the playoffs, bad start, worse start, resignation, happiness, surprise, joy, elation.

Confusion?

Except for the happy to be in the playoffs part, all of these emotions were also displayed by the dozen small children at the party for a certain 4 year old. The birthday party morphed into the Seahawk party. In the end I am not sure which party was better.

Couple of Twelves

I am glad we got to watch the game with others. It was easier to commiserate, and ultimately celebrate the Seahawks win over the Packers 28-22.

The next two weeks ought to be fun. The town was certainly rocking today.

Seahawk Superbowl Shrine

I wonder if Arizona will be drier than either of the venues for today were? One of the announcers in the Seattle game said we went through 4 seasons in the first quarter. I am not sure about that, but we certainly went from a downpour to rain to showers to sun.

As for the rest of the weekend, it involved work. Enough said.
And both of us are working tomorrow – Happy MLK Day.

Legal Mary Jane or Legal Dilation?

Back on the regular work schedule this week.
Sleeping is still a night-to-night adventure.

I worked late tonight – meeting stuff, very dry.
Driving home I took the toll bridge instead of the freebie.
When you are at the pay or not pay junction, there is a sign that tries to help by telling you the time to reach downtown Seattle from that point.
As I pass this sign at about 8:53 PM, it suggests 97 minutes by toll, or 75 minutes by free.
This would normally indicate really backed up traffic, but I was flying at 60.
Maybe they meant 9.7 minutes, but the sign just isn’t set up for decimal points.

The downside to this clear road is I hit the toll at 8:57, 3 minutes before the tolls dropped.

FOR COMPARISON

For Comparison

It is winter.
Everywhere else that most of my family lives it is cold.

care of Paulette Zych Attie

Ship stuck in the ice-jammed shipping channel in front of cabin. Coast guard to right
From a few days ago – ice-breaking report

Not so much in Seattle.

But that did not stop me from getting a cold.

Last Friday I was exhausted coming home from work.
Saturday I barely left the house, and Sunday it was just a slow day.

I did go to work both Monday and Tuesday, but was not moving quickly.

So I stayed home Wednesday and slept most of the day.
And then just could not get myself up on Thursday either, although I did manage to work some in the afternoon.

Friday I had a mandatory work meeting so I begged a ride in with my carpooler and spent the day.
There were moments of near normalcy, moments of exhaustion, and moments of coughing.

Saturday has been a bit better, I even walked a mile in the Seattle drizzle.

That is what I call a lost week.

But I am going to sleep in a bed tonight, and not on the couch.
(It seems wrong to sleep on the couch when you are the sick one, but Carl uses an electronic contraption, so I am more readily portable.)

I need a bed. And I hope my continued coughing will not keep others awake.

AND ON THE BRIGHT SIDE

We had an unexpected visitor Monday. A cousin’s eldest was stranded in Seattle on her way to Hawaii (school). We were able to stand in, and she got to tour Seattle with Carl and Sagan. I was at work, which given my cold was probably best for her in the long run.

As usual, our vacations revolve around family.
I am not complaining – this is a good reason to get out of town.
We are partly to blame for moving so far away from immediate family about 30 years ago.
But the kids have followed our lead and put many miles between our homes.

• University of Michigan Museum of Art – a nice walk their, around (museum legs) and back again. And we did not get lost on the return trip through the spaghetti bowl in which my parents live.
• Cottage Inn Pizza – and we had a bit of Pizza leftovers. I had my eyes on this for breakfast the next morning. However, a small car accident intervened (minor injuries only – but to my mother who could least afford them), and the pizza had to spend the night in the car at the collision repair shop. Luckily it was as cold as the refrigerator, so the leftovers were eventually liberated, and enjoyed by my father.
• Oscar Tango Porter (Olde Town with friends) – a walk down, fun with relatives and friends, and a nice ride back.
• Amtrak – yes this was an adventure. Thanks to Liz for the late night drop-off, for the extremely early morning departure. (Note that the Toledo Amtrak station hours are 10 PM to 1 PM – in that order.) The ride was relatively smooth. A study in black, white and grey (per Carl). And then to end in Penn Station. Quite a shock of people, escalators, stairs, different tracks, signs, and finally retrieving our baggage successfully. Rey got to repeat the adventure in reverse as well.

Scenes from a train. Could be Ohio, Pennsylvania or New York

• New York Transit Museum – this was underground in an unused subway station and really appealed to the building underground interest I always have.
• Hobbit Movie – 3D of course
• Cypress Hills Cemetery – sort of. We were outside of the cemetery, intent on visiting Jackie Robinson’s gravesite. However, it was the day of the internment of one of the Brooklyn police officers killed the previous week. There were many dignitaries, including Vice President Biden, so there was no getting into the grounds.
• American Museum of Natural History – we really only scratched the surface, focusing on the dinosaurs and pterosaurs. So much new knowledge since the kids were in their dinosaur phase. (I was convinced that Rey would be a paleontologist) And we were introduced to a modern day saur – the strollersaur. The strollersaurs have appendages that are used to attack heels and shins, and can be detached to use as blockades and detours for their prey to negotiate.
• Rockettes Christmas Spectacular at Radio City Music Hall – with a 3D piece, of course. Precision – see previous post.

Since 1933

• Green-Wood Historic Cemetery – we had this on the agenda for the Ebbet’s gravesite, but found so much more. We took the hidden gems trolley tour, with Marge Raymond as our tour guide. She was excellent, and full of so much information. I would recommend this to anyone with an interest in history, and a trip to NYC in their future.

Memorial to Samuel Sims died 1804 of the Shepard Rifles. 5 battles fought listed on the top part.

• Museum of Modern Art – There were many pieces of art worth seeing, including Van Gogh’s Starry Night. There were also some that begged the question of what defines fine art.

Looks similar to some of Carl’s kids art ventures on large pieces of cardboard.

• BROADWAY SHOW – The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime at the Barrymore Theatre. It was excellent. I had three shows to choose from and Ashlan chose this based on reading the book in high school. Great choice that I would recommend.

Curious

• Central Park – more than just touching the edge, we walked across twice.
• Guggenheim Museum – Loved their permanent collection pieces. Only found a few in their “ZERO” display that moved me. However, I think the making of this artwork was probably a lot of fun.
• Kellog’s Diner, Wild Ginger, Forcella La Pizza di Napoli, Hot dog stand, Iona, Levain (cookies), Halal food cart, Europa Café, Feile, Aba Turkish, and Potbelly Sandwiches. I may have missed one or two other stops along our way. Plus we did shop at Key Foods and made a few meals at “home” as well.

Christmas trees – since this was at Christmas. Is there a theme here? Not a “real” tree, but not quite artificial either.

It’s a tree (not a festivus pole)

Handmade (recycle or save)

Transit is always important, and this fit the trains, planes and automobiles vacation. Plus taxi (one) and subways (many) and the final bus from Manhattan’s Port Authority to Newark Airport. As usual I was just getting comfortable with the subway maps when we left. The subways are the go-to spot for tile work.

One of many stops

Sunrise in the depths

In the end it is about family. My favorite moments were generally around the table, chatting about whatever.

Is the best word for the show we saw tonight.

The Radio City Music Hall Christmas Spectacular, with the Rockettes.

With 3-D.
The second night in a row we were wearing 3-D glasses. Yesterday was the Hobbit #3.
This is day 3 in NYC. Or is it 4?
We arrived here after a15-hr train ride from Michigan. Which started at 3 am. So we were a bit disoriented, and slept in the next morning.
The next day we did venture to the transit museum. It was underground in an old subway station. One of the interesting parts was the old advertisements on the old subway cars.

And of course there was Christmas

Our tree.

A slightly larger tree

In addition to the being with our family, we had a Sherlock Holmes marathon. This actually lasted two days.
Going back a few days earlier, we were in Michigan. We got to see more family.
Mom, Dad and Jane, the entire Courtois-Finlayson family (thanks Liz) highlighted the Michigan visit.

Sorry that this is a bit disjointed, but it is after midnight on a phone. So happy holidays.

We are at McCaw Hall waiting for the balcony to open. We are in the front row, if you count backwards. This is the last year of the Nutcracker with the Maurice Sendak costumes and sets. After 31 years. We have been to the show 3 or 4 times before, but it has been about 15 years since the last time.

Dozens of little girls in their finery, and we in ours.

Two lovers of cheese

We also accomplished a major goal today by hanging a picture. Six in fact. It has only been a year.

Grocery shopping, but no madding crowds. And it rained hard this morning, so I don’t know how attendance was at the Macy’s parade downtown.
We are at the Seattle Center, and checked out the Armory decorations, and the fountain. Maybe the Space Needle if they are still open.

Carl pulled his version of “Let’s Play Two” on me today.
My plan was to walk from our house to Sand Point, probably 3.5 – 4 miles, walk the 3 mile Pancreatic Cancer Walk, and then find a bus back to our neighborhood.

Purple Folks

Carl first searched a bit for a ride back up the hill, but since all of the cars were full, decided we should walk back instead. Normally a 3-4 mile walk is not such a big thing. But today it was adding up. The walk to Sand Point has a lot of verticality – both up and down. The 3 mile PAC walk was flat, but more like a mall trudge. The walk back from Sand Point has even more verticality than the walk over, because we start at lake level and go back up to the house. The most direct route crosses three major ridges – so you go way up, and then back down, and then up and then – well you get the idea.

We did route ourselves past some prior Carl nanny sites,

Cute house for cute kids – now growing up in Colorado

and a glacial erratic that was allowed to stay when the neighborhood emerged. I am not sure if a rather large rock in the front yard is a selling point or not.

Erratic rock – Carl for scale

The weather cooperated, and only rained a bit toward the end – holding the heavy showers until we were safely watching the Seahawks on TV. This will be followed soon by the Sounders.

Oh – and then there was the, “things that go bump in the night,” situation last night.
We were both asleep or almost asleep when a large “bump” woke us.

Carl searched through his upstairs area and I made a brief foray downstairs, but we did not find anything out of place. Then in the morning, with the benefit of light, Carl’s Fan murder weapon trophy was found on the floor. This is a rather heavy piece of leaded glass.

Trophy

The trophy is in two pieces now – as the ball separated from the base. Neither the ball or the base appear to be damaged. But there is a dent in the floor.  The piece had been sitting in its box, vertical, but not teetering on an edge. Maybe there was an earthquake somewhere, or a poltergeist hanging around.

We did give out candy on Halloween. And there were more than one or two kids.
For the first time in many years we had enough kids to worry about running out of supplies.