This group is really quite phenomenal. I knew they were good live, but they sounded amazing. While I was happy to hear them in such an intimate setting, I couldn’t help but feel that they deserved to be better known, given how good they are.
Each seat had its own name card. This year, Savannah realized they didn’t have cards for me and Liz… so she made ours.
We got home tonight, and though we were tired… threw on our work clothes and put a little time into organizing. We had on our to-do list the task of clearing out the guest room, and so took down some excess wood and relocated lots of boxes.
On walking to the train today, I noticed that Liz was adorned in several items that she made herself. Her hat, her scarf, and her gloves were all made by her, and also matched perfectly (as they were all from the same yarn).
Getting all the cement in between the existing pipes wasn’t an easy thing, but Liz did an amazing job. It looks awesome back here, and this covers up the last remaining bits of brick along the perimeter of our basement!
Phineas and Liz have this understanding they’ve built up, over the years. From time to time, if Phineas is at an elevated location (the stairs, or the top of the cottage) and is there waiting… Liz will wander over, and position herself nearby.
Thinking back over the previous weekend, pancakes seem to be finding their way to my plate, somehow. I am liking this trend, but prooobably need to slow down on the flapjacks soon.
I woke up early this morning to run out to Home Depot, to pick up some additional Quickwall bonding cement. This is what we’ve been using on our basement walls, to help seal and prevent moisture. After being close to finishing the back basement area, my estimate was we needed about two bags total. We had one, and I needed to pick up another.
Our first batch was… not great. It was much too soupy (think pancake batter), and didn’t really solidify much. We ended up having to open a second bag and manually mixed in more concrete, to try to firm things up.
When I opened up the screen door, I had missed the fact that there was blood all over it – and my first thought was that someone had poured a lot of jam on our screen as a prank. Took me a few minutes.
After work today, Liz and I spent some time outside sitting on the back porch. It was a good idea, but the light dropped faster than we anticipated, and we were barely out there for 30 minutes before packing up and heading in.
A few nights ago, I woke up and found the TV was off. When I reached for my phone to check Facebook, I saw a new photo appear that I didn’t recognize.
After talking between ourselves, and in conference with Bob, we’re refocusing on the second floor as our next area to address. But before that can happen, we need to finish up the basement first so we have a place to move all the stuff that’s currently on the second floor.
Most of the group either was sick, or was just getting over a sickness. Lots of people in Chicago lately (my office in particular) seemed to have caught some kind of bug. Maybe it was the weather change, but it seems like a lot of folks have come down with the same thing lately.
After packing up our bags, we had a small bit of time to kill before our flight back to Chicago. So Liz and I decided to head across the street to the Freemason Temple, where we heard there were public tours.