Well, another day down. A little more work done in the dungeon. Err, basement. Nick and Josh came down this evening, and we got all of the ceiling panels in the family room done. Yee Haw. Ty (no known blog…) is coming over tomorrow, and we should be able to get the ceiling done in the bedroom, and hopefully all of the walls done. We are going to get this basement done if it kills us, or we will die trying!
As a side note, the center of the picture you can see where the plasma is going to go. If you are wondering what to get me for Christmas, gift cards to Costco are totally awesome. Any dollar amount works. I might be working at the blood bank selling plasma to get a plasma.
I have a confession, today was a lousy day to take pictures. Let me recap:
8:00 AM While passing cows, with fog coming off the ground, and the rising sun, I decided to take a bunch of pictures that could easily pass for an Ansel Adams knockoff. Instead, they just turned out like garbage.
9:00 AM Got to Dr. Silcox’s office, began installation of a bunch of new hardware in my mouth.
10:30 AM Left the office, in pain.
11:30 AM Met Tom, towed the car home. (Alternator went out last night.)
12:00 PM Lunch, very confident about morning pictures. Can’t wait to get in front of the computer for awesome phlogging goodness.
1:30 PM Down at the Stanley’s now, working.
3:30 PM At Home Depot, poof, $80.00 gone.
4:00 PM At Sport Clips, where have you been all of my life? It is like a Man Spa. For $15 bucks, I got a haircut, shampoo, steamed towel on my face for five minutes, then a back massage. All of this while being surrounded by ESPN on at least 15 televisions. Wow, awesome.
5:00 PM Home now. Warm breadsticks from Little Ceasers. Yum.
5:20 PM Time to fix the car.
5:40 PM Alternator is out, ready to roll down to Lehi to get the new one.
6:30 PM Back with the new one, putting it in.
6:45 PM Broke the last piece, now in a panic. Spent more money then I would care to admit, and now I might have to buy it again.
7:00 PM At the Checkers in Saratoga Springs, they are willing to trade the part in on warrenty.
7:02 PM Called the Lehi store, (where I got the part) headed there to pull the broke part off of the one that I turned in.
7:13 PM Got the new part, headed home.
7:45 PM New part in, test drive taken, all is well. How awesome is that.
8:27 PM Sit down to watch the debate, and start phlogging post-processing.
8:44 PM Ticked at the caliber of the pictures, maybe some pictures of the moon?
9:02 PM Done cursing the moon. How do people do that?
9:30 PM Played with a goofy picture of myself that I took earlier. Guess it will have to do.
9:58 PM Posting Phlogging Day 8, commited to do better tomorrow.
Some of the field pictures can be found here, here, and here.
I have to tell a story that is completely unrelated to either of the pictures below. Early this morning, around 3:10 actually, Melissa got up to go to the bathroom. (Side effect of being preggo I assume.) She tells me that every night when she does this, I usually stir in my sleep, roll over onto my back, and start snoring like I have a deep seeded need to wake the dead. On one other occasion, I rolled over and jumped out of bed. As soon as I did, I immediately came to the conclusion that I had been sleeping, and shouldn’t be standing. The only natural thing for me do as a result was to go to the bathroom.
Of course that makes sense.
This brings us to early this morning. I recall rolling over a few times, not able to fall back asleep, so I decided that logic ruled that I should probably make a trip the toilet. I got out of bed, quiet, so as to not wake Melissa. As I walked into the bathroom, calling out from the darkness, someone called, “Hi.” I did what any sane person would do when toilet starts talking, and reeled back and screamed like a girl. I shouldn’t say that I screamed like a girl, that would give this to much justice, I screamed as if the devil was dragging my soul to hell, and I was clutching what ever thread of life I could hold onto.
Turns out, Melissa was already in the bathroom, and was casually announcing her occupancy to me before I tried to double up on the single toilet.
So, lesson learned, make sure your spouse is still in bed before you try to use the bathroom. The results could be catastrophic.
I can’t just let Melissa make something as tasty and as good looking as chicken salad and then not take a picture of it. What this phlogging exercise is really making me aware of is that I 1. eat a lot (good food mostly) and 2. it is likely eating out. We have been using Mint.com to get some insight into our finances, and what we have instantly seen is that WE EAT OUT WAY TO MUCH. So, it is nice when we can eat at home, something tasty.
The trend continues… More food. Today I poured myself a nice cool glass of Ginger Ale, and rightfully decreed it to be the most intelligent non-alcoholic beverage that good-folked-Mormon-people-like-me should be drinking… It is the Scotch of the Utah supermarket.
I was a little worried about getting these posted. Josh, Ben, and Nick came down and helped me work on the basement today. We stayed up pretty late, hence the late post. I hope the neighbors don’t hate us…
We had some lunch at the Wing Coop today, it was awesome. And, as is slowly becoming a trend, here is some food pictures.
Day three… Nick has jumped on the ball, and we have a ton of pics planned for this weekend as we brave the great white Wyoming. Zack mentioned that he had snow at his dorm… I don’t know if Melissa is ready for that. Today I decided to go for the landscape shots of some of the farms by our house. I ended up pulling into the undeveloped retail area down the road from our house on the way to the movies. This is the result.
Melissa didn’t really like this picture, saying that it was difficult to find a focal point. What do you think? Make sure to look at it big…