Feast of the Hunter’s Moon

September 29th, 2008 . by Melissa

September 27th, 2008 – Today we went back to the 18th century colonial era. Where this newly established America was filled with fur trading, natives, homemade root beer, and fifing…yes fifing. Kilts were aplenty as were dulcimers and anybody who was anybody had seen someone swallow a sword at least once in their potentially (if you were lucky) 50 year long lifespan.

Our Weekend Time Travel Experience: Feast Your Eyes

The Dulcimer Ladies

The Dulcimer Ladies

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Shutterific

September 21st, 2008 . by Jason

Perhaps one of the only times that I have needed a tool belt for work done around the house was when we were hanging our shutters. The funny part about it is that even though I sell tool belts and have more than my share of them laying around I didn’t use one….Before buying our house Melissa had drawn up a sketch of what she wanted it to look like when she was done with it. Her artistic vision was to transform a bland white box into something somewhat pleasing to the eye.

The Ugly Box Monster!

The Ugly Box Monster!

Later...what we really want our house to look like in 5 years.

Melissa's Photoshopped Dream.

It came as no surprise to me when Melissa immediately started saying that we had to get shutters on the house as soon as possible. I promptly replied that as soon as there was money in the budget for it she could get them. By saying this I thought that I would be able to put off getting them for several months if not even until next spring. After-all the monthly budget allocated to home decor and repair is set pretty low and shutters would require the entire month’s budget. I surely thought that this would discourage her because she would want to do to many other things that wouldn’t be so taxing on the budget. Well, I was wrong.

The first day of September came and the budget was freshly renewed. Being Labor day Melissa didn’t have work; however, she still woke up early and was acting like a six year old on Christmas morning. As I grudgingly opened my eyes she told me she was off to the store to order the shutters. She invited me to come along, but explained that she was leaving right then. I closed my eyes and she was on her way.

Ten days later we came home from work/school to see tall boxes leaning against our front door. Melissa jumped and squealed for joy and then quickly her mood changed from ecstatic to sad, as if someone had just ripped her lollipop out of her hand as she was about to take her first lick. She desperately wanted to install them that evening, but we had a ward dinner that night for all of the new members in the ward. We didn’t get home until after dark, so she had to wait another day.

The next day we installed the shutters above the garage and window on the main floor. Instead of using a tool belt like I should have, I delicately balanced my tools on the garage roof and hoped they wouldn’t fall. There were only a couple of times that I had to reach out to stop a sliding tool. We weren’t able to get to the 2nd floor window that night because it started to get dark on us, the beasties were starting to come out, and I didn’t have an extension ladder.

Fast forward nine days. Melissa eventually convinced me that I could hang out of the upstairs windows and install the last two remaining shutters. Our search for an extension ladder was going nowhere so this was our last option. To be honest though, we really didn’t try that hard to find a ladder….. Hanging out of the windows was not as bad as I thought it was going to be, especially since the holes I needed to drill we just right outside the window. After twenty minutes of work the last shutters were up.

We still have to paint the front door and put a real tree into the front yard to make the house look like Melissa’s rendition, but we are getting closer and it no longer looks like a white box.

House With Shutters

The House with Shutters

Game Day

September 6th, 2008 . by Melissa

Last Monday I received a pleasant surprise in my work mail…two free tickets to the Boilermaker’s football opener vs. Northern Colorado. Apparently, the athletic program was trying to encourage new staff members to buy season tickets by footing the bill for the first game. Jason and I had been talking about going to a game. We weren’t sure which to go to. We just wanted to attend one to see what the fuss was all about and how it differs from a Utah game or a BYU game. I’m not that interested in football…like at all, I was a cheerleader for 6 years and I still don’t understand the game, but I really like the atmosphere so it seemed like a great deal. We’d get to go to our one game for the experience and if it sucked we wouldn’t even lose any money on it. Purdue football is a lot like BYU football: boring. And our seats were pretty high up and the bleachers were less than comfortable. BUT, it was nice because Jason was actually cheering for the team at the Purdue game and the stadium was a lot smaller than LaVell’s getup so it seemed PACKED and more excited as the energy ratio per square footage was increased. One of my favorite differences, the train horn off of the jumbotron. It gives a little toot-toot with more yardage, touch downs, etc. It sounds authentic and steam blows out of it. Very classic. And of course the Boilermaker Special was out and about and that’s always fun. I almost got in an accident with it last night when I was lost in Freshmanland trying to find my husband and the Grad Student Picnic, so it was good to see it up and running on it’s big day. The biggest difference were the cheers…mind you they still do the Darth-Vadar-Stars-Wars song with the crazy arms flailing, but there was one cheer in particular that you’d never hear at a BYU or Utah game for that matter. It goes a little something like this (and I will censor): 1-2-3-4 FIRST DOWN Bi@#tch!!! At first when we heard it Jason and I just looked at each other and said what? What did they just say? And it wasn’t just 100 oddballs sitting to the left us of being smart, it was like the entire student section of at least 3000 and then some of the families, staff members, community members, etc. So, when they said it again we paid more attention and unless someone on Northern Colorado’s team was name Mitch, there was definitely profanity. We ended up leaving the game during the 3rd quarter because the September sun at noonday was particularly deceiving and also burning the heck out of my very English-skin-toned husband. It was definitely an interesting experience, that I doubt I will have again.

Notice how there are ZERO pictures of the football game. Definitely shows you were my interest was…or was not.

Green

September 6th, 2008 . by Melissa

We began growing these tomatoes from seed when were still living in our old apartment. There were getting too large for the planter they were in after about a month of growth so we transplanted them into a large tupperware container. Fortunately, we bought a house and moved a month later so we were able to give them a place to really root. Now, after another 2 months they are finally turning red!! What a great investment, we got tons of tomatoes for only 20 cents!

Awkward tomato.

Awkward tomato...

Red!!

Red!!

This is a pumpkin tomato because it is the size of my 2 balled fists combined.

This is a pumpkin tomato because it is the size of my 2 balled fists combined.

Lots of plant.

Lots of plant.

Not tomatoes...but rather a very natural hair brush. We found these hanging above the sidewalk in our neighborhood. They look fuzzy but are actually very pointy!

Not tomatoes...but rather a very natural hair brush. We found these hanging above the sidewalk in our neighborhood. They look fuzzy but are actually very pointy!

Master Bedroom…check.

September 1st, 2008 . by Melissa

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AFTER

And in between…

After the removal of the stained, spider infested carpet.

Say goodbye to the grossest carpet ever.

The end!