Wednesday - American Idol and stuff

I made a decision to not finish yesterday's post. It is a moot point - since the results show has now aired and Alexis Grace was sent home. She was an early favorite of mine so I am a bit sad - but I love Allyson and Adam both. I am not too hip on the rest. At any rate - the reason I decided not to finished the post from last night is two-fold: First - I was way too tired to get it typed and posted before midnight and Second - well, frankly, my methodology stunk. All I was doing was posting verbatim what the judges said. Boring. Other blogs I have read actually offer opinions and comments by the blog author. That is much more interesting to me.

As for stuff: my folks are physically transferred 100% from the old house to the new house. They have tons of unpacking and sorting and organizing to do yet. But at least with that, there is no looming deadline stressing them out. It is done. Finito.

We did make two trips to the city dump. That was pretty fun. Chunking objects over the ledge and into a very large and empty container below. It was very noisy and yet oh so liberating! How often do you get to throw stuff and purposely break stuff? I threw a full clay flower pot over and it exploded in a shower of dirt and old roots.

Today, I traded a pot with a crack that was being left behind at the house with a non-cracked pot that was going to the dump - since we were leaving some larger pots for the new owners I thought they would appreciate a non-cracked pot. I loaded the cracked pot and its dirt into the van. When we got to the dump I leaned into the van and lifted that pot and the whole entire bottom fell out. Too funny.

Oh, let's see. There was a blob of hardened concrete. I didn't know that if you leave a paper bag of concrete in the rain - it activates and then hardens. What do you do with a bag-shaped-blob of concrete? It is heavy as all get out. So, you take it to the dump. It makes a loud noise. LOL.

I took my van to a shop this afternoon. My brakes were getting steadily worse and though the squeeking had stopped, a grinding had started. Not good. My friend Dave from handbells recommended a friend of his. Ken has a great shop about 16 miles from here. It is a nice set up he has there. He hopes to have it back to me tomorrow evening. Yea!

Tomorrow, Jason has a baseball game at 4:00. I am anxious to go as our multiple schedules haven't allowed me to see the last few games.