House for Kim

Stitches in my Time

Posted by kim 07.10.2008 10:46 pm in Digressions

My son asked if I’d make supper early tonight (yes, we call it supper instead of dinner here in hickville) as he had a busy schedule. It sounded like a perfect plan since I only had Slim-Fast for lunch, and my stomach was growling. I decided to make one of my specialties…. Hamburger Helper. And blueberry muffins sounded good (with real blueberries, no imitations allowed).

So as I attempted to grab a bowl from the cupboard, two glass pint glasses (from my infamous bar collection) came tumbling down, and a piece of broken glass jabbed into my right wrist. Blood was squirting everywhere! I sent my daughter to the neighbor’s house (EMT) to ask for steri-strips, but they weren’t home. And since I had already soaked up one hand towel in blood, and my fingers were becoming numb, I decided to call the doctor’s office since it was before closing time.

My son drove me up there, and of course the first question they ask is when was your last tetanus shot. And if you don’t remember, get ready for a shot in the butt (actually it was my arm, my hip probably wouldn’t have hurt as much). The physician’s assistant jokingly asked if I was trying to commit suicide by slitting my wrists. He said I probably cut a nerve since my fingers were numb (still is, and it feels funny to type). Anyway, they cleaned it up, stitched me up, and sent me home.

I’m now in the mood for a drink. I’ll have to ask the bartender if I can take a new pint glass home with me.

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Cookin’ Something up with Me

Posted by kim 07.5.2008 3:29 pm in Habitations, Incantations

Now, I’m not much of a chef, but I have an aunt and an uncle (who will remain nameless), that cook even less than me. It’s people like us that keep restaurants in business. Anyway, when they redid their kitchen a few years ago, they bought all new stainless steel appliances. They were going to pay to have their old white appliances hauled away!

Mind you, these appliances were like brand new. I made dibs on the stove. I swear they only used it once to make a frozen pizza. I had always wanted a smooth top, so gladly offered to come haul it away for free! It is such a nice stove, the gal that bought my house wanted it to stay with the house. But no way was I giving up the stove, and I still get compliments on it at my new house.

I left the built-in dishwasher at the old house, but brought the refrigerator and microwave to use in the kitchenette/bar in the basement. So, I ended up buying a new dishwasher, refrigerator (I wanted a side-by-side with ice/water in the door), and over-the-range microwave for my new kitchen. I stuck with plain white appliances as white never goes out of style.

So, I bought the cheapest microwave available at Menards over a year and a half ago, that came with a year long warranty. I swear one month after the warranty expired, it took a dump. I brought my old microwave upstairs (that we bought when the twins were babies, so it’s 14 years old) and had been procrastinating buying a new one. But it blew a fuse about every tenth use, and since I knew I’d be having a ton of company here this week, I decided to invest in a new microwave.

After doing some research, I was sold on the “sensor” cooking technology (and now highly recommend it), and ended up buying a Frigidaire Gallery Series Over The Range Microwave Oven. I bought it locally that offered an extended ten-year-warranty if I bring in my old one (I suppose they’ll use it for parts). It was a bit higher than if I would have bought it online, but then I did save shipping costs.

I ended up bribing two of my friends’ husbands to take out the old microwave and install the new one. The whole procedure involved a bit of swearing (as they couldn’t use the old brackets) and me making a beer run. But they got it installed just in time for “Thirsty Thirty Thursday” - my brother’s 30th birthday party. Here’s a pic of me and the birthday boy…

His friends ended up drinking two 16-gallons kegs plus polished off the liquor cabinet (you can see part of my bar in the background), and a good time was had by all.

What’s on iTunes “I Kissed a Girl (and I liked it)” by Katy Perry. The song reminds me of Tila Tequila.

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Busy as a Beaver

Posted by kim 06.15.2008 7:51 pm in Digressions, Habitations, Incantations

Yes, I’ve been slacking on the blog posts. I was gonna claim I’ve been a “busy beaver”, but Urban Dictionary’s definition differs vastly from mine. So, what have I been up to? About 5′ 7″. Sorry, couldn’t resist the joke.

Speaking of jokesters, for one of my class reunions, I volunteered to type up the questionnaires of what everyone has been up to. People wrote their name, address, spouse, work, etc. Under “Children”, the former Homecoming King wrote “Waiting to see if I get any cards on Father’s Day”. And to think I dated him after that. Can’t say he was ever boring. Anyway, I think of that damn near every Father’s Day.

I’m not real close to my dad, as you long time readers would know, so I’ve been trying to muster some energy to go give him a card today. But the problem was just solved as he called asking me to loan (aka give) him some money, so I added a “happy” greeting to the call, and figured the money will be his present.

I had my Lasik enhancement surgery Friday and all went well. I can see better already, although my computer screens appear to not be as clear as before. If I need reading glasses for computer work, I’ll be okay with that. But I can definitely now see the detail on the camper that sits at the end of the culdesac, a camper belonging to new neighbors that now blocks my view of the passerby traffic. So much for my perfect view from my office window.

And isn’t it funny how I forgot just how much I hate to paint until one of my daughters wanted to move into the guest bedroom and paint the room hot pink. So we cleaned out the toy room (aka Barbie town) to move the guest bed in there, and painted away. It was so much easier to paint before trim was up and carpet was laid! And then she wanted a black stripe all the way around the room. Thinking what a pain it would be to paint a black stripe (the measuring and making straight), I had this *brilliant* idea to buy a couple rolls of black shiny duct tape, and it looks impeccable.

What I’m listening to on iTunes: “Last Name” by Carrie Underwood Reminds me of the movie “What Happens in Vegas” - great date movie, btw.

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