mostly, I lumberjacked... falcon dcw and class party
I spent the week hauling dead wood from the back of the acre, out to the street. a lot of it is from when the lot was cleared for construction... and there is a lot of it. the brush pile is now much larger than the excursion.
"I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK, I sleep all night and I work all day"
SA DCW:
I previously mentioned that I'd found a DCW, or a 1964 Ford Falcon Deluxe Club Wagon. kat regularly notes that she likes window vans, not cargo vans (like my orange van). and then one day... I was killing time on the internet while I waited for the school bus... and I found a pretty rare window van. the ford falcon deluxe club wagon has all sorts of unique bits and pieces, like chrome bumpers, side trim and special interior bits. I ran down to san antonio, negotiated with the seller (via interpreter), made a deal and brought it home.
utility trailer tacos in SA:
and we made a SECOND trip to san antonio to pick up a utility trailer. now that I have all this dead wood pulled from the back of the property, I need to haul it away. and if we have to go to san antonio, we might as well have some tacos al pastor....
I wish I could tell you they were as good as the first time I had them there, but consistency problems seem to plague this place. some had almost no meat and the tortillas did not taste as fresh... but we still love la gloria's. the tamal de dia was fantastic, a chicken mole' tamale!
I encouraged the kids to order a dessert, I let it be known that it would be in exchange for more lumberjacking labor from them. they enjoyed tres leches and they did work it off. the two older kids put in three hours of hard work each, hauling sticks from the back of the property to the front. I was real proud of them.
we love that area down there around the old pearl brewery. they were having a "herb fest" and a farmer's market with a live band. we walked around and agreed to buy some herb, but then #2 son threw a fit and I had to carry him all the way back to the truck, kicking and screaming.
really cool light fixture made from pearl brewry assembly line parts
PUMPED UP:
as a parent of three kids, I have grown weary from all the school functions, emails, and especially Pump-it-up birthday parties. #2 son is not old enough that I can just drop him off at a pump it up birthday party. I end up spending the two hours watching kids jump, collide, cry, eat cake/sugar and go jump and collide all over again.
kat unpacks his backpack, she gave me the bad news, Pump It Up birthday party, saturday. I'm the parent that takes care of this sort of crap, and I'm a punctual person. I was stressed when I was running late and managed to leave my iphone at home. I really needed that map feature to find that PIU place. we arrived late to find out the party is NEXT saturday, we never recorded the actual date (ugh). relieved that I wasn't late and didn't have to spend my next two hours watching the chaos unfold, I went home. I knew I only had 24 hours till sunday's school function, a class party for #1 son.
but this party was not like the others.... this party was as much for parents as for kids. they provided pizza for all and wine for the adults while the kids ran and played...
and when somebody noted all the white wine was gone, I jumped in to help. I dug deep into the ice chest and pulled up a bottle of stags' leap! HOORAY! well, I felt such gratitude that when I got home I volunteered to help with the school carnival. see how good juice can cure grumpiness.
utility trailer in action. made my first load to the county landfill. I admit we have a lot of stuff around the property that needs to be hauled off. I'm going to be making weekly deposits.
it's great to have talented friends. the drawing of my orange 1965 econoline van is by ray pena
Posted by paul on October 17, 2011 11:50 AM | Permalink