Opening Day, er Night

April 2, 2021

I worked yesterday, the entire day. That is unusual for an opening day of baseball, but this holiday was just a bit different.

We did celebrate, and in trying to add some “normalcy” to the day, we gathered with our seatmates. We went to one house, but stayed in the backyard. And there was no sharing of food and libations. Of course the game didn’t start until 7 PM, so it was past our normal dinnertime. And masks make it harder to eat and drink.

We were expecting to listen to the radio, old style, but finally managed to get a game feed to an I-Pad, through some feed that is not standard. The video feed was ahead of the local radio feed, so we ended up listening to the Giants feed from the video. And of course the I-Pad’s battery died, and then the backup battery died, so we listened to the 10th inning on the radio.

We missed hearing and seeing a diving outfield catch in the top of the 10th to keep it tied, but did listen to the Giant’s pitcher walk in the winning Mariner run.

We didn’t get home until 11:00, and it is a tired morning, but a good tired. The Mariners are still tied for first, and weren’t postponed for either weather or Covid. And tonight we get shot number one.

Still Tired

March 30, 2021

The much-anticipated public hearing was last night. The presentation went pretty well. Then, in addition to the 5 written comments recieved there was exactly 1, count them, verbal comment provided. This is the one person who attends almost all of our meetings, almost always comments on something, and had also provided one of the five written comments. There were 15 non-employees in attendance, so that was good. It felt a bit like much ado, although it really is about something. And I feel like I am in recovery today.

We are eligible for the vaccine starting tomorrow, and just before noon today I snagged us appointments for our first shot on Friday evening. What a good employee, if I don’t feel good it will be over the weekend! I also pointed my carpooler (except for this last year) to the site, and his appointment is 20 minutes after ours. No, we are not carpooling.

I was giddy after getting them scheduled. We don’t know which vaccine either. Like opening a present.

I finished a book a few days ago, The Egyptologist, by Arthur Phillips. I enjoyed the story, although I figured out bits of it as I continued to read. I even went back and reread the beginning after I finished it, to see the set up knowing the end. What I can’t figure out is where the book came from. I pulled it off the shelf, figuring it was one of the kids from school days. Rey emphatically said it was not his, and I haven’t spoken with Ashlan. It is also possible it was gifted to me years ago, and got out of view. It happens.

I am currently reading a Sandra Brown mystery. What I would really like is for a warm afternoon to just sit outside and read. Maybe in another month.

And watching a bit of the March Madness. Not sure if Michigan is going to pull out a win against UCLA. And I doubt any of my Michigan family is watching this game since it’s 11:30 PM eastern.

And puzzling.

Drive thru

March 27, 2021

With last year’s baseball season in the rearview mirror

But still trying for social distancing, we attended the Mariners drive through rally

A bit of car decorating and we were on our way.

We did get a better look at the player awards from last season than normal, and got close to the stadium.

But since we are still unvaccinated, we will not be attending Opening Day next week. Last year’s aberration aside, the first we have missed in decades. Carl used to pull the kids out of school with the “Mariner Flu”.

So this is as close as we will get for a while. We’re eligible to get the vaccine on the day before opening day, but that’s not the same as having an appointment.

Climate impacts?

21 Years Ago Today

March 26, 2021

We walked (Carl hobbled, he had an undiagnosed broken kneecap) to the top of Pier 66 on the Seattle waterfront. We sat and waited. Joined by several others on the roof, thousands of others scattered at varying vantage points, and a plethora of boats in Elliott Bay.

The occasion was the implosion of the Kingdome.

Every year on this date we have a Kingdome meatloaf. (Turkey meatloaf, not my Father’s specialty brown sugar meatloaf.) One year, I think maybe the 10-year anniversary, we made a souffle that was supposed to implode. It did not. 10 year anniversary blog

Last year’s fan with this year’s meatloaf

Last year, the 20th anniversary, was also the Mariner’s opening day. We had great plans. But like all things 2020, they imploded.

Well, back to work for me. But I know what I am having for dinner.


March 25, 2021

Work has been literally non stop these past few weeks. Leading up to a public hearing on Monday. Sprinkle in another public agency who holds all of the sewer cards not playing nicely. And at the same time the potential for federal grant money for some needed expensive water treatment. And the little bits that normally get taken care of through the week are piling up.

So I am sitting on the couch watching My Fair Lady. Singing along here and there. Carl was quite surprised, but I liked listening to the movie musical soundtracks on the hi-fi growing up.

It looks like a lovely evening, and I should dance all night, but I think it will be an early evening for me.

Camelia starting to bloom

364 days

March 21, 2021

Today would be my Mother’s 92nd birthday.

Instead it is almost a year since she passed away. It has been a long year for so many reasons.

The kitchen on Crest.
A few years later

It is Mom’s birthday, but these two were a team, and the best pictures I have readily available.

An extremely smart woman. Full of opinions, a feminist, traveler, reader and a better gardener than I will ever be.

Miss you and think of you often.

Good things

March 21, 2021

Our number finally came up. Almost anyway. Carl has been in Tier 1B3. They were supposed to be eligible for the vaccine on April 12th. But today, that got moved up to March 31st, AND they added 60-64 into that group to, so my date as well.

Of course, we will still have to find appointments, but it feels much closer, especially for me. I wasn’t even on a schedule before today. It really made me ridiculously happy when I heard the words come out of our Governor’s mouth. I was actually listening to the press conference, something I had been skipping for the last several weeks.

And Carl’s work is in a published book. At least one specific sample.

Page 96

This is one of his projects. Identifying what he thinks is a player’s best game, and sending them a letter remembering their career, and providing a postcard with the stadium on the front, and a box score of the game on the back. He adds some other game trivia. He usually sends two copies and requests the player to sign one and return it.

He has received many back, sometimes with letters in response. Occasionally they even call. Stories of sharing these memories with grandchildren have happened more than once. Most of these players had relatively short baseball careers, and may have had other careers. Their families may not realize they had even been a ballplayer.

Just this weekend he received a call from the wife of a postcard recipient. She said her husband had recently had heart surgery, been in rehab, had some other medical issue, almost ready to come home, and then broke his hip and is still in rehab. She was not able to visit her husband in person due to Covid protocols, but was going to send the card in with a nurse so he could sign. Carl said it wasn’t necessary, but the wife said it absolutely was.

A hobby within a hobby. But it seems to be generally well received by the recipients, so I won’t bemoan our singlehandedly keeping the post office afloat.

Happy Pi Day

March 14, 2021

Pagliacci had their annual 2nd 11-inch pie for $3.14. And we took them up on the deal.

Rainy, damp and dark compared with the earlier part of the week. Carl went out, but I have been sequestered. Going to try to get to bed early so tomorrow morning doesn’t feel a full hour too early.

Good Deed Walk

March 13, 2021

We set out today for our Saturday walk. I wanted to wait until later, when it would be warmer. Frosty morning, sunny day. But Carl had a baseball date to play catch with a friend, and I had a Town Hall meeting to attend, both early afternoon. So off we went.

One of Carl’s walk activities is looking for lost money. A penny here, a quarter there. It usually is between $30 to $40 for the year. There was the somewhere around $50 find in bills in the middle of the road in Fort Collins a few years ago, but that was an aberration. Today, along with around 37 cents or so, there was a wallet. Complete with license, credit cards and cash. Because it had a license with an address we drove it home after our walk. Of course, it turned out the owner didn’t live at the address, but much closer to our house. We left it with his parents anyway. He called to thank Carl, and offered a gift, but Carl declined saying it was just what should be done.

The rest of the walk was less eventful.

Carl went on his date, and I completely spaced the Town Hall! I did listen to it after the fact. The topic of our concern was asked by a neighbor (I had emailed my question beforehand). What can homeowners do who have tent communities next to their houses, when the dwellers are not interested in using City services, and the City and State Highway folks can’t seem to figure out which agency is responsible for dealing with the results of the tent communities. (We live next to I-5) The answer given missed the mark on the main points of the question, but addressed the question very generally, veering into what had been done in the legislature. I realized after the meeting was over that this was an opportunity for them to tell what they had been doing. Not to really answer questions or address other topics.

Tomorrow is another day to try another tactic.

And take another walk.

Work is Crazy Busy

March 11, 2021

But after 4 grueling meetings, with a fifth in the offing, I went outside and sat in the sun. In my sweater. No jacket. No gloves. No hat.

The sun is warm. I almost hope for the cooling breeze to make it easier to go back inside and face the computer again. There is so much to do, but I really needed this warm break.