Friday, April 24, 2009

Jinkies!

"Last post: April 14th". That's like, um, 10 days ago. Man, I've really fallen off the ol' blogging band-wagon, haven't I? Probably time to do some catching up...

Let's see, what's new? I'm still unemployed, for one thing. Did I mention that I was laid off? I think I did...if I didn't, well, I was. Last day was January 29th. Since then I've been fruitlessly applying to jobs, collecting unemployment, and thinking about becoming a freelance designer. What kind of design, you ask? Mainly PowerPoint, 'cause that was my bread and butter for the last four years or so. The trick is going to be marketing the service and building the need. Because hey, any monkey can put some words on a slide, right? Ah, but are they the right words? And are there pretty pictures and whatnot in there along with them to really get the point across? Anyhow, I need to get off my butt and start working out the marketing plan and whatnot, and more importantly compiling some kind of a portfolio.

In fact, that was going to be my focus this past week, but instead I decided to get sick. Or, rather, the sickness I was fighting most of the week before decided it wasn't done with me yet and instead was ready to get worse. So after a week of feeling mildly crappy, this past week I felt REALLY crappy. And it's hard to focus on marketing strategies or portfolio creation when you keep having waves of vertigo wash over you.

I was feeling a bit better today...not 100%, but probably up to 60 or so. Well enough to spend the day in the car driving around Whidbey Island scouting out a biking route for an overnight trip I'm leading next weekend with Logan's troop. Should be fun, if painfully hilly. It's only 25 miles each day, but I am in crappy shape and I don't think the kids are much better. Well, that's not quite true...they're young, so naturally they're in better shape than me. That said, I'm expecting them to walk up more hills than me. Because they may be in better shape than I am, but I'm way more stubborn than they are.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Whah?

Oh Woody, Woody, Woody...From the fine folk at CNN.com:

"'I wrapped a movie called 'Zombieland,' in which I was constantly under assault by zombies, then flew to New York, still very much in character,' Harrelson said in a statement issued Friday by his publicist.

'With my daughter at the airport I was startled by a paparazzo, who I quite understandably mistook for a zombie,' he said."

Friday, March 20, 2009

Fog skiing

It was a lovely day at Mission Ridge Friday. Especially if you like fog. And really, the picture doesn't do it justice. This was taken riding up Chair 1 (1 of 4...), at the base of the mountain. When the kids and I took the high-speed quad chair up to the top of the ridge we REALLY got in the fog. Or, rather, the cloud. I must say, there's nothing quite like heading down a hill you've never skied on and not being able to see more than 10 feet ahead.

That said, it was a great day. Paige hung on the relatively easy slopes of chair 1, the kids joined me for one ride up the quad, then after lunch Logan hung with Paige while Maya braved the fog and wind twice more before joining her brother and mom on the easy stuff while I continued to risk my neck in the fog. We'll definitely go back, and it's another reason to be jealous of our friends who live in Wenatchee!

Monday, March 16, 2009

WTF?

OK, I know I haven't posted in a coon's age, and that to jump back in with a news link and snarky commentary is pretty damn cheap, but I just couldn't resist. Because holy Christ, what kind of moron dreams this up? And was it his idea or hers? Because really, either way, I have to vote dual moron action here.

FOXNews.com - Woman Hospitalized After Sex Power Saw Mishap

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Urban wildlife

So I'm sitting at my desk this afternoon doing something hugely important (either tweaking the resume, loading it on to a job site, or playing Facebook Wrestler), when the garage door opens and the wife pulls in. The car door closes, the door to the house opens, and she says "Sparks? You in the basement?"

"Yeah, what's up?" I say.

"You've got to come look at this giant bird down the street!"

So I get up, put on my Birkinstocks, and shuffle out in to the driveway. Where I proceed to gape for a moment, then rush back in to get the camera. 'cause this is one mothafunker of a bird, I tell you what.

To set the stage a little better, at the north end of our block there's a house with a couple big fir trees out front, maybe 60 or 70 feet tall. The people who own the house appear to be trying everything they can do to kill the tree that's in the parking strip, because apparently if it dies then the city will cut it down for free. The tree was in kind of bad shape before they moved in, 'cause it's right up on the power lines and gets pruned back all the time, but they've taken it to the next level by paving the parking strip right up to the trunk of the tree. And it appears to be working, 'cause the top of the tree is now a bare snag.

And at the top of that snag is an eagle.* But not just any eagle...a big eagle. Really big. And the weird thing about this eagle, at least weird to me, is that it's not the standard Seattle area bald eagle, it's a golden eagle. Or an American eagle. Or some other eagle that doesn't have a white head and is freaking huge.*



*Disclaimer: I'm not a birdologist, so it might not actually be an eagle. It might have been a roc. Or some other mythical giant raptor.

Anyhow, he's just kind of hanging out up there minding his own business and not bugging anyone, and then a seagull flies by and squaks at him and he gets all "oh, really? You're going to bring THAT at me? Did you see my freaking wing span here?"



And after that some crows get in the mix, because you know crows - they can't leave well enough alone. So he does some more posturing, and eventually two of the crows settle down on a lower branch and they have a stare-off.



After which his eagleness gets tired of the squawking and flies off to the west, escorted by a few of the crows.





*Update: Thanks to some bird nerds (or perhaps just people who know a bit more about birds than me) on FB, I'm revising my analysis of what eagle it might be to "juvenile bald eagle". 'cause apparently they look a lot like this one.

Monday, January 19, 2009

A day at the zoo

Logan and Maya ride the snow leopard with cousin June.


So Paige's sister Val and her daughter June are up for the weekend, staying around for tomorrow's Inauguration Party tomorrow morning. Yesterday the ladies went over to Bainbridge Island to wander around Winslow while I hung at home and watched the Cardinals beat the Eagles and kept the kids from destroying the house. Today, while Paige made bagels for the party tomorrow, Val and I hauled the kids to the zoo. And a fine day at the zoo it was! If only I'd remembered the real camera rather than the camera phone, I might have taken more and better pictures. But I didn't, so the only evidence is this shot of them riding the Snow Leopard statue. Ah well!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

First day of ski school

God, I've been slacking on the posting! Didn't even finish out the year with the Blog 365 thing. Made it on number of posts, but the end was lacking in umph.

Anyhow, to attempt to get back in the swing, here's a description of the first day of ski lessons. No photos, 'cause I'm a freaking moron and forgot the camera. And was too lazy to try to take any with the phone. So, whatever.

Got up way too early (now that I'm not really working "way too early" is 6:30, an hour after I used to get up for work...), loaded the car, ate, got the girl up (boy isn't doing lessons this year and I agreed to give him the week off), then our carpool mates arrived and we piled in to the Subaru and headed east.

On the off chance that you've been ignoring the news of the great North West, we've had a winter and a half so far: Big snow in the lowlands, followed by big rain and melt everywhere. Snoqualmie pass was closed for three days this week because of avalanches, flooding, and other natural disasters, but today was open and the ski area was running full steam. We got to the parking lot at around 9, parked in the Carpool lot (closer to the walkway to the area, which is a good thing...as was the free bags of granola for being nice carpool people), put on the ski boots and headed up the hill.

Peter, the dad of the two kids along with us, took Kyle (a friend of Logan's who is taking lessons for the first time) and June (a friend of Maya's who was along for the ride and to play in the snow) off to the ski school chalet to get Kyle set up with gear while Maya and I headed for the Holiday chair. As you might recall from my post recapping my birthday, the last time Maya had skiied wasn't the best. Today was much better.

First off, the boots fit. Second off, we took Holiday, the "easy" chair, and she didn't panic when we got off. In fact, she made several great turns, and we probably could have fit in another run before lessons but I didn't want to be late. So instead we skiied over to the Webbski chalet to line up and wait for her class. Or, rather, to find out which class she was in, then hike up the hill 25 yards or so and ski back down a couple times.

Once she was hooked up with her class I headed off to ski. The snow was OK, there were some rough patches that had iced up and run off, but the grooming machines had done a pretty good job. I did one run on the "Central Express" high-speed quad chair, then headed over to Silver Fir to try out the new quad chair on that run (they replaced an old slow triple with a new high-speed quad). It ruled. I think I skiied that side 6 or 7 times, and the longest I waited in line was 3 minutes. Most of the time it was ski up, get on the chair, ride up. Much better than the old chair, although my legs did appreciate the 10-minute ride before...

The other two things that made the day good were the weather - early in the week they'd forecast rain, but instead it snowed the whole time - and the Sansa. I hadn't skied with music in a couple years, and it was very nice to have something I could easily turn down when I got on the chair, and that I could easily read if I wanted to change songs. Not that I did that too much...the random shuffle only came up with a couple songs I didn't feel like listening to.

Eventually it was time to head back to Webbski to pick up Maya. She'd had a great lesson - entirely on the Magic Carpet, but that was good 'cause she felt more comfortable - and had made a new friend (whose name I forget). Kyle had also had a good lesson, and June had enjoyed playing in the snow, but everyone was ready to head back home. So home we came, with a brief stop at Burger King for lunch. Because really, after a morning of skiing everyone needs a Whopper™.

Monday, January 05, 2009

iTunes Oracle

So the Galavanting Monkey tagged me on this one on Facebook, and since I've been wicked lazy on the blog of late I figured it would work here. So here goes the iTunes Oracle meme!

1. Put your iTunes (or any other media player you may have) on shuffle. Hmm...have to chose between Zune and Sansa...Sansa's closer, so we'll go with that

2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. OK...

3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS! Jeez, you don't have to shout...

4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing the meme as well as the person you got the meme from. Yeah, I think I'll skip that part. Although you're welcome to go with it if you'd like.
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Crash - Dave Matthews Band Hmm...not sure what that means...

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Wind Power - Thomas Dolby Sansa, are you trying to say I talk too much?

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The Secret Kind - Screaming Trees True, a little mystery is a good thing

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
You're No Good - Van Halen Ouch!

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Yesterday - The Beatles Again, ouch!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
What a Day That Was - Talking Heads Jesus, I'm beginning to feel like my life is over!

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?
Satisfy My Soul - Bob Marley & the Wailers Hmm...is that what it is? I thought it was "what's for lunch?"

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Stand - Blues Traveler Uh...not sure what this one means either

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
The Game of Love - Santana w. Michelle Branch Well, now, this would depend. After all, I like more than one person!

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Underground Angel - George Clinton & the P-Funk All Stars So true. My secret is out. Thanks a lot, Sansa!

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I Get Wild/Wild Gravity - Talking Heads OK, I'd settle for "employed", but "wild" is cool.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
It's Coming Down - Cake Again, depends on the person. And what it is that's coming down. If it's the same person that The Game of Love was talking about we can only hope "it" refers to pants. Or a top. Or both. God, Paige better not read this...unless SHE'S the person I like...yeah, I'll play it that way.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Life Is a Highway - Tom Cochrane Hmm. Maybe I should have moved out of the house sooner.

WHAT WILL [DID] YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
We Work the Black Seam - Sting now THAT is a flat-out lie! We danced the Hokey Pokey! Or maybe to "Brick House". It was a while ago. I was drunk. Sue me.

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
668 The Neighbor of the Beast - Travis Shredd & the Good Ol' Homeboys I would be totally fine with this

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Cry Freedom - Dave Matthews Band To be honest, I don't cry much.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears That's not much of a secret. Clearly I'll need to start being more exciting.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Get Up - REM Hmm...that's probably true when they've overstayed their welcome. Or if we're at a game and there's yelling to be done...

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Shiny Happy People - REM God, that's totally true. Fewer things are worse than the Shiny Happy People.

Sunday, January 04, 2009

Happy Birthday, Maya!

Today miss Maya Chicken turned 8. She ate donuts for breakfast, had a pool party with her friends, was showered with gifts, had a totally screwed up cake, was showered with more gifts, and ended the night with a walk in the snow. All in all I think she'd say it was a pretty darn good birthday!

Friday, January 02, 2009

Good Lord! A week?

Man, a whole week off? What the hell was I thinking? And it wasn't even a busy week! Well, it was busy with Wii playing, and snow melting, and a birthday, and a lot of drinking, but still. Jesus! Now I've got to waste the first post of the year on a boring-ass recap of the week. Assuming I even remember the week...well, I'll try and hope it's not too boring-ass. Or not boring. Not much chance it won't be ass.

Sunday: Sunday marked the final defeat in this insanely futile Seahawks season. At least Holmgren got to win his final home game as Seahawks coach, even if they couldn't pull it off in Arizona. And to rub it in, there was a quote in the post-game interviews by either Warner or the Arizona coach saying "In the 2nd quarter we finally started playing like the Cardinals." WTF? If they were playing like the Cardinals they should have lost. Clearly they're playing like some other team. Whatevs. On to Monday.

Monday: The wife gave me my birthday present on Sunday (two days early), in the hopes that I might get it installed before we went up in to the mountains. No, not snow tires, something far more cool: a Sirius satellite radio! So I read up on it and decided I'd stop by CarToys on Monday morning and get their advice on antenna placement. I was thinking near the tail gate, 'cause getting the wire in to the car would be a cake walk, but I was concerned that the skis and bikes and whatnot on the rack would block the signal. So the CarToy guy suggested right above the windshield, then run the wire around the window and push it in from the engine compartment. Which I can't figure out how to do, so here it is Friday and I haven't done anything about it.

Anyhoo, after running more errands, I put the ski racks back on the car, loaded up the skis and family and bags of clothing and whatnot, and drove over the pass to Easton to spend the night with our cousins. Which, in spite of heavy snow and gusty winds, was great. Well, maybe not the drive, but the spending time with them and watching it snow.

Tuesday: Tuesday was my birthday, and it started out pretty darn well. Woke up well rested, the cousins made us blueberry pancakes, we loaded up the car, and headed off on the 10 minute drive to the ski area. Which is when things started going sideways. First problem: Maya's boots, which we rented in early November, no longer fit. They hurt to put on. She can't even get her foot half-way in. So while Paige and Logan head off to make some runs on the easy chair, Maya and I stand in line for 40 minutes to rent new skis. Then once we get them I make the mistake of taking her up the slightly less easy chair, and she completely falls apart coming down. Hmm...note to self: let her warm up on the "magic carpet" bunny slope first.

We meet Paige and Logan on the way down, and I say "hey, I'm going to go do a run a little higher and will come find you, then we can go to lunch." So I do, it's good (the snow was great for December 30th), and I catch them after they've gone all of 100 yards or so down the hill. We head down and eat a fairly cold lunch sitting out side, then Paige and Maya head to the magic carpet for a bit while Logan and I go up the high-speed quad. Which is when he starts complaining that he's cold and doesn't want to ski any more. Great. So we come back down, I park him in front of the fire pit, and head over to find Paige and Maya and tell them where he is before heading off again to ski on my own. I get in one or two runs, and am heading up the "Triple 60" chair, when the phone rings: It's Paige, they're in the car, and it's time to go home. Sigh. Well, at least dinner and the cake were good...

Wednesday: New Year's Eve was actually pretty good. I spent a bunch of money on medical supplies trying to spend down the FSA (why they won't let me use it for new Levis I don't understand...), our friends who had threatened to bring their in-laws over for New Year's Eve came by themselves, and we got some good Wii action in. Oh, and I drank like a fish, which always makes the evenings go quicker.

Thursday: Another good day. Went with my friend Steve to see The Spirit, which was good if you didn't go in expecting it to be deep...very campy, very 40s, very stylish, and kind of weird. Oh, and packed with babes. Then that evening some friends from college and their son spent the night, which was also great: stayed up way too late talking, drank too much again, and the kids had a good time playing Spore.

Which brings us to Today: Not a lot going on today. Went to Joe's Outdoor to swap Maya's boots for some that fit (and thankfully found a pair, 'cause they were almost out of kids' sizes in the season rental), hit the library to pick up a book, and finally updated the blog. Finally.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

The thaw cometh

No photographic evidence, but I think we can declare Snowmageddon officially over. It was 41 this morning, rose all the way to 42 or 43, and kind of drizzled all day. There's still snow - or, rather, slush - on our street, but the walk and stairs are clear as are the major roads. Definitely not out of boot weather, though, thanks to all the water from melted snow and falling rain.

So, since our snow here in the low-lands is almost gone, we'll have to head to the mountains to find some! Not today or tomorrow, mind you...but soon! The slopes are calling!

Friday, December 26, 2008

White Christmas

Hoo doggies was it white! We've had snow for what, a week almost? But it was turning to rain on Christmas Eve and we figured while it would be snowy on the ground the rest of the Christmas weather would be standard - meaning rain. Boy were we wrong. 'cause we woke up to this:



So, since breakfast for Paige and the kids was the time-honored Breakfast Pie, we figured we'd throw a little White Christmas Whipped Cream in to the mix.





After some pie it was time for some serious present opening. Maya and Logan gave each other stuffed animals (Webkinz Kangaroo for Maya, non-Webkinz polar bear for Logan):



And we gave them a bunch of other stuff, none of which compared to the Wii. The Wii set off such a hailstorm of screaming and jumping in delight that it's amazing the windows didn't break and the tree didn't fall over. The only drawback was that we didn't videotape the opening, so we missed the revelry. All I've got is this picture...sigh.



Once our presents were unwrapped and tried on, it was time to brave the slushy streets and head to Grandma's for Christmas dinner and some roof shoveling. My mom lives on the top of a hill in south Bellevue, altitude 1,024 feet above sea level. She started getting snow last Wednesday (12/17) and it really hasn't stopped since. There were about 14" on the ground when we got there, and another 2 or more fell today. It's truly insane. Insane to the point where we had to shovel out a parking space from the plowed-up snow on the road so that we wouldn't be blocking traffic.



Insane to the point where you can hardly tell that Mom HAS a car. But she does, as we proved today by digging it out.


Before...


After!


As I mentioned, there were about 14" on the ground. Which means 14" on the roof, and since the garage roof and part of the roof of the house are flat, we had to shovel them off so things didn't break when the rains start. We got the garage and half of the house done on Christmas, and finished the rest today.


Before...


After!


It was a lot of work, and my back is still sore. But hey, at least the house won't collapse now! And that's always a good thing.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Snowmageddon Day 5: the end is in sight

The thaw started today. Not immediately, mind you...woke up to a lovely heavy snowfall that loaded down the trees again as you can see:



But it wasn't to last. A few hours later the rains came, and they came hard, knocking down most of the snow from the trees:



But before the rains came, Paige and the kids went next door to Sonya's to "build her something". And that something was a sleeping snowman:


Logan and Maya working (or, in Maya's case, sitting) on the sleeping snowman


Thanks to some weeds the snowman had a wicked 'do


The rains also brought out the birds, and Logan took over camera duties and shot a few out the window - mostly hummingbirds. So the rest of the photos in this post are his, although I did the processing...


A hummer at our feeder


The same, or possibly a different, hummer resting in the rhodie outside the kitchen


Some other bird...possibly a finch? I don't know birds, clearly.


The neighbors in the penthouse condo behind us clearly serve a higher quality nectar, 'cause they must have had 6 or 7 hummers. We only got the one.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Snowmageddon, Day 4

There's some dispute on what day of Snowmageddon this actually is. Might be day 5. Time is beginning to blur, the days to blend together. Fortunately food is still plentiful and the power is on, so we're not resorting to cooking the young. Yet.

No pictures today, because I didn't want any photographic evidence of the mornitude on the roads. But moronitude there was. Oh yes. And only some of it was mine.

Mine started with the idea that I wanted to go to the mall. Why, you ask? Well, because there were a couple things I wanted to get, and I wanted to browse the no-doubt stupidly low prices thanks to the tanking economy and all. So I hopped in the ol' Legacy and headed out in to the world.

Now, as a reminder, it's been snowy here for several days. Which is more than normal...our usual snow pattern is it snows at night, sticks around for the morning commute, then melts. Or maybe stays a day and then melts. Well, this has done neither. So the roads are seriously fucked up, to use the technical DOT term. For more evidence see the sledding pictures from yesterday's post, 'cause they were taken on the street a block away. So anyhow, I was expecting some slow going, but with the Subaru's AWD I figured there wouldn't be a problem. Oh, and I also figured the main arterials would be plowed and sanded and fairly passable.

All of this was true. But what I forgot to factor in were the other idiots on the road. Well, that and the haphazard plowing / melting of the snow.

The first rough patch was about three blocks from home. Our street runs north/south, and if you head north you come to a fairly major street with a very slight hill to get to it. That's the preferred exit route in snow, 'cause the other streets leading up to our main arterial are steep and nasty. The problem is that everyone and their dog knows this, and some of those dogs have chains. So the last block of our street was effectively a mogul field. Which is to say bumpy.

The second rough patch came when I turned and headed east toward the mall. While Greenwood, the arterial I'd been on, was melted down to the pavement (in one lane, anyway, and really that was all I needed), this other street was not. Well, the left lane had bare patches in the tire tracks - in fact, it was more bare than icy - but the right lane was a nightmare. And as a result, we were basically stop and go for 20 blocks. Then after we crossed Highway 99 we cruised at speed for another 5 or 6 blocks before slowing to a crawl again for the last half mile to the freeway and the mall.

The mall itself was fine. Toys R Us was crowded, but they didn't have what I needed anyway so no harm done. Eddie Bauer was great - 30% off and two people in line at the cashier. Brookstone was a bit more challenging, since the store was packed, I couldn't find what I was looking for, and the line was about 10 people deep. And, naturally, when I was half way to the checkout I finally saw the thing I went there to get, so I had to jump out of line. But still, nothing I wouldn't expect on the 23rd of December.

Then the fun began. I needed to get one more thing, and to get it I needed to go either to Target or Fred Meyer. They're in opposite directions. Target was closer, so I figured I'd head there first. That was mistake number one. No, correct that...mistake number one was not just leaving my car parked at the mall and walking to Target. I was already at the north end of the mall, it was only a few blocks to Target, so there's really no excuse. But I didn't think of that until I was in the car and driving. And by that time it was too late, 'cause the parking lot was full either of cars or snow. So after sitting in a line of cars trying to get out of the lot to the north, I decided to reverse course and head to Fred Meyer instead.

Had this drive been a "chose your adventure" book, at several points I would have flipped back and made different choices. One of those was the "left or right" choice out of the mall lot. I went left, thinking that while the road on that side was a little steeper, it was also busier so it would likely be a better surface. True, but what I failed to account for was the heavier traffic and the stuck bus. That added about 5 minutes to the drive, as we all inched around the bus by driving in to oncoming traffic. After that it was pretty smooth (well, except for another mogul field or six) to the next big east-west street, which then bogged down as well. After doing the stop/go thing for 10 blocks or so I got to Highway 99 again and realized the problem: There was only one lane going up the hill on the other side of the intersection. Our two lanes were compressing in to one, and that one was barely moving. So I hopped on 99, headed north 5 blocks, and then headed west again on an unplowed, lightly traveled street. Where, again, the Subaru AWD made life if not easy at least possible.

The next piece of excitement came as I headed down the hill toward Greenwood again. As I waited for a light to change I watched three guys trying to get a pickup some traction - it wasn't going to happen. Then the light changed, the truck in front of me turned, and I was faced with...two cars. Yes, some genius had decided that he should drive in the left lane to get around the guy in the right lane who was waiting for the light. And to top it off, while he had put in the effort to put on chains, he'd apparently lost one 'cause there was only a chain on the right front wheel. The left one was spinning away happy as a clam, with no traction at all. Well, not quite none...between it and the chained one he managed to get back in his lane so I could continue on to Fred Meyer, buy Elf and go home.

So tomorrow's goal is to not leave the house. Or if I do, to only leave on foot. 'cause damn, while it was an adventure, it wasn't that much fun.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Snowmageddon, Day 3

Finally, a break in the weather! After a whopping two straight days of snow we finally saw some blue skies today. And the sun pushed the temp up in to the upper 30s, making for a bit of melting to boot! Not total melt, but enough that when I shoveled the stairs and some of the walkway through the yard the little remaining snow melted away.

The big bonus of the day was that Maya had a friend spend the night, so she had someone to play with other than her brother, who has been obsessed the last few days making a PowerPoint deck. Or, rather, using PowerPoint as his animation program...anyone know where I can get a cheap used copy of a Flash animator?

Anyhow, eventually the sun broke through and I had to head out to take more pictures. Because while snowing snow and cloudy snow are pretty, there's something more prettier about sunny snow.

I started out in the back yard, 'cause I wanted to get a third shot of the island with the flowering plum covered in snow. And the devastation that a full day's play has on the pristine snowfield...


Lots of snow on the tree, lots of trampled snow on the ground


What I noticed first was the huge number of birds. Not on the Hitchcock scale of flocks, but still plenty. Mostly Robins, but there were smaller ones (finches, maybe? Something...), at least one Stellar Jay, and the ubiquitous hummingbirds (we've got about six of them nesting in the trees at the back of the yard). But only this guy was willing to sit still long enough for a decent picture.


A jay in the birch tree. Yeah, it's overexposed, but he was too dim otherwise.


I then moved to the front, where lo and behold we actually had some icicles! The kids had been asking about them last week when it was wicked cold and dry, and I'd told them that with the rain gutters and our relatively good insulation we probably wouldn't see any. But then the freezing rain hit and the snow slid over the gutter, and with today's melt we got these puppies:




And since I posted the photo of this rose all frozen yesterday, I figured I'd take one today after it had thawed out and looked all artistic.



And then I saw these berries, and the contrast of the red, white and blue was nice so I took some shots of them as well:



While I was out taking pictures another of Maya's friends came by to see if she wanted to go sledding. So they bundled up and headed up the street, where they found that three girls on the sled goes a bit faster than when it was just two.





And with that I went back inside, 'cause the wind was picking up, the temperature was dropping, and I wasn't wearing snow pants. Yes, I am that big of a wuss.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Snowmageddon, day 2

We left it yesterday with the question "do I brave the snowy streets to go to the Seahawks game, or do I stay home and watch it on TV?" And the answer was a resounding "stay home and watch it on TV." When I got up it was lightly snowing and there were about 6 or 7 inches on the ground. No, I didn't measure it, and yes, I am a man, so it very well could have been 4. The point is, there was plenty of snow. And it had drifted thanks to the winds. And then at some point in the night the snow had shifted to freezing rain, so the powder had a nice 1/8 to 1/4 inch crust on the top. Very pleasant to crunch through, I must say.

Well, after putting out the hummingbird feeder and taking a few pictures, I went back inside to find Paige ready to head out skiing. So I followed her out the front and took a few more pictures, then shoveled the stairs and the walk - a futile effort given the huge amount of snow that we'd get the rest of the day.

That shoveling, plus watching a couple other cars crunch through the snow up the road and listening to two or three more not make it up the hills nearby had me leaning toward skipping the game. Then my pal Chico e-mailed to say that there was no way he was going to make it around the lake to join me at the game, so I'd be flying solo. And while that's not usually a bad thing, going to the game in severe weather is always more fun when you're with a friend. So I wimped out and stayed home, wrapping Christmas presents while watching the snow fall and the Seahawks manhandle the Jets (if a 13-3 win can be called "manhandling"). And it was the right choice. When I finally ventured out on the roads at about 4:30 (the time I would have been coming home from the game) it was wicked slick and I thought at a couple points that I probably should have put on chains.

But enough of that...to the pictures!



The back yard first thing this morning


Snow drifting under the rhododendron outside the back door


Patio chairs in the back yard


Proof we're lucky to get out of the house alive...the snow had drifted right up to the back door. That drift must have been 1/4 to 1/2 inch deep!


The railing by the front steps


A sweet cornice of snow hanging off the roof, held on mainly by the sheet of ice from the freezing rain


Paige ready to go ski through the 'hood


A rose on ice

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Snowmageddon

Well, finally. Finally they warned us about snow and it actually showed up. But, in classic weatherman style, they also warned us about high winds and they didn't show up. And now apparently aren't going to. Or something. In any case, the dreaded power outages haven't hit, the cable is still working, so all is well in the Chicken household. So here's a recap of the day:

Got up late-ish, had some breakfast, read the paper, then hopped in the car and headed off to finally see Quantum of Solace. Missed the first few minutes, thanks to my crappy memory (got 3 or 4 minutes from home and had to go back to get something I'd forgotten, then took extra time at the store buying fire logs), but in spite of that it was a fine movie. Loved the rooftop chase through Sienna, I must say. Although the bad guy kind of gave me the creeps...then again, that's probably the point, eh?

After finally getting out of the Alderwood Mall parking lot I headed back to town, dropping something off at a friend's house before heading to Safeway for some final vital provisions before the great storm arived. And let me tell you, I was not the only person with this idea. I'm pretty certain that's the busiest I've ever seen the store. They weren't running out of supplies, but they were running short on carts. I managed to find one, and 10 minutes later it was loaded with firewood, garlic, a banana, some spices, apples, canned pumpkin, and some canned fire-roasted diced tomatoes. After 15 minutes in line I was checked out and heading home, just as the first flakes fell from the sky.

That was around 3 this afternoon. It hasn't stopped snowing since. We probably have 3 inches of new snow out side, and it's wicked powdery. It's not staying on the car too well, because the wind keeps blowing it off (I think I made it sound like there was no wind...there's wind, it's just not 70 MPH wind. More like gusts in the 20s). But great for walking in - after the kids were done with their showers and in their jammies I had them throw on their snow suits and boots and we went for a walk around the block. Quiet (except for the wind), peaceful (except for the children) and beautiful. Well, except for the bleary eyes from the wind-blown snow...should have worn my ski goggles, I guess.

Tomorrow's challenging question will be do I brave the snowy streets to go to the Seahawks game, or do I stay home and watch it on TV? That, I'm afraid, will be a classic "game day decision".

Friday, December 19, 2008

Snow!

So we got some snow finally. Not Wednesday, the day the big storm was supposed to hit, the first day they canceled school altogether. No, that day thanks to the "doughnut effect" Seattle was spared any snow. In fact, we lost snow that day 'cause it warmed up to 36 or so and drizzled.

But the Thursday it finally hit. Paige said it was snowing when she woke up around 5, with just a bit on the grass and none on the street. By the time I dragged my sorry ass out of bed at 8:30 or 9 the road was covered and it was coming down big time. So we loaded the kids with pancakes and sent 'em out side to play. and I put on the ol' wool pants and followed them with the camera to take the required snow shots. We'll start with a couple pretty scenic shots to set the stage...


The frozen, snow-covered hummingbird feeder. I've since remembered to take it in each night to thaw out.
Snow on the branches of our butterfly bush
No one's home...would have been a great picture if a bird had been looking out, though, wouldn't it?
The back yard
Portrait of a wheelbarrow taking a nap in the snow. Not our wheelbarrow, mind you...it's not that lazy


The kids were busy playing penguins, a game that apparently involved gathering snow in the next-door neighbor's yard and hauling it to our yard in the sled.



After a break to have some cocoa and lunch it was back out in the snow to sled down the hill a block to the north. This would have been ideal snow for a flexible flyer-style steel runner sled, but all we've got is the old plastic model. Ah well...maybe Santa will bring one for Christmas.



And finally Logan faked a spectacular wipe-out. Or aftermath of a wipe-out. Something like that.