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December 13, 2005
chicago is so two years ago
This is our Christmas tree. We got it last Wednesday before all the snow came and covered the earth. I think getting and decorating a Christmas tree is one of the most adult things I do. (Really, at 26, shouldn’t I just accept that I am an adult and do adult things?)
The tree is always fun to decorate. The kitty is always quite interested in the tree we dragged inside.
Wait! Wait! Don’t tell me, was the show we saw taped Thursday (day o’ major snow). It was quite funny. It was interesting to listen to it on the radio Saturday morning as we laid around in bed. My favorite bit was when the host (peter sagel) commented on the “rights” outrage of “taking Christ out of Christmas” that, yes, Jesus was the first person who decided to cut down a tree, drag it in doors, and decorate it. (I’m sure I didn’t repeat that verbatim, so you should check out the show.)
I spent, as usual, the whole weekend in the kitchen. I am crazy. Saturday I made two loaves of bread for our neighbors downstairs. They are the ones with the awesome bulldog. They also have two very young, very cute kids. We found out last week that her cancer has returned. It is quite sad, so I bake, because that’s what I do.
Sunday I made another set of loaves for us and Tom. I also made chicken and dumplings (which Ben had never had). From scratch. Yes. Starting with Fred, the whole chicken. There was stock making, and fat removal, and deboning. Craziness. It turned out quite well, but was SO MUCH work. It was so good though. And there was so much leftover, despite me looking a good third of the stock to a baggie accident. Stupid baggie.
Because of the wrath of God (snow), I had left my car at school since it started snowing on Thursday. Friday night, Tom and I brushed it off so I would not be a big block of ice on Monday. Sunday I brushed it off again (we came up for the gym). Monday morning, Ben dropped me off at it so I could drive it to my dermatologist’s appointment. The remote entry didn’t work. This was the first clue something was amiss. Just inserting the keys in the wheel with the door still opened clued me in that starting the car was not in my future.
It was not. The battery appeared to be dead dead dead.
Ben dropped me off at the doctor and went to student teach. I took the el back (I love the el). When we was done we jumped it. (oh glourious sound of the remote lock working.) I found I had left the map light on. I’ve done it before, but overnight is not enough to run the battery down. Over 3 days, this is enough. (12 volt battery! Why does my car only have a 12 volt battery?)
My car was schedule for an oil change this week anyways, so we just ran it up so they could charge the battery (one should always get a shop to charge the battery when you run it all the way down) and change the oil. And they had it done by 5. It was awesome. I totally did not expect it to be down until today.
The best thing about the el is that when you are carless because of god’s wrath(snow) or dead batteries, you can always get where you are going. This is totally not the case in most places.
Posted by christina at December 13, 2005 1:50 PM
Comments
i am so jealous you go to go to an NPR taping.
Posted by: chris at December 13, 2005 8:06 PM