Fire and water

All this talk of kitchen counters and sink installations has led me to a problem I didn't anticipate (besides the off-centre sink). Apparently, Corian isn't as resistant to heat as I had thought it was. I presumed that Corian and Formica (laminate) were equally heat resistant. For years now, I've taken pots and pans straight off the flame or out of the oven and put them on the counter or in the sink when space and trivets aren't available. It's not that I do it all the time, by any means, but it must be said that I have done it. Now I'm told that I can't do that at all with Corian because it will burn or melt. Not only that, but for the first time in my life I don't have a stainless steel sink so I can't put hot/burning/smoking red hot pans in the sink either! I can't even pour boiling water directly into the sink because there is a risk that it might crack!

This brings me to two unexpected problems. Firstly, I need a heavy-duty trivet (with rubber feet) that is big enough to hold at least two saucepans or one large casserole. Secondly I need a washing-up bowl. Hmm....

Diminished disgruntlement

Having had a beautiful new Corian counter and sink installed in my kitchen two days ago, then realising the sink was off-centre, I decided that for once I wasn't going to let it go. As my friend pointed out, it's a once-in-a-lifetime purchase, it was custom-made and there is no reason to settle for second-best. So I called the store to explain the problem and they promised to call me the next day

Well, it looks as though Customer Service is going to come through for me. The store manager called me as promised, yesterday afternoon and said I should expect a phone call from the manufacturers / installers. That phone call came half an hour later. The representative said that a difference of two inches is unacceptable and that they would put things right for us. I have asked for them to send someone to look at the problem, and to explain how it can be resolved before they cart off our counter, and I should hear something on Monday.

The interesting thing is that since it is a solid surface counter, I'm told they can cut it and make seamless alterations. Imagine if this had been granite? The upside is that they are willing to put it right and the downside is that they will have to take it away so we will be without a counter or a sink for a couple of days sometime soon.

Further details as they develop....

Disgruntlement

Is that a word? Probably not, but that's the state in which I find myself just now. Yesterday I was happy that finally my new Corian kitchen counter was installed with its matching integrated sink. The plumber came and installed the new faucet, but because DH was going to reinstall the old garbage disposal unit, he left him to finish up the drain connection.

Anyway, DH came home to finish the job and he found that the drain leaks because the pipes don't quite match up. Then he pointed out that the new sink is not positioned in the same place as the old one. In fact it is not even in the centre of the cabinet; it's at least two inches to the left. This is problem for a lover of symmetry, and a bigger problem for the plumbing.

Meanwhile I have called the store responsible, and await a call back from someone who can do something about my complaint. I have learned to live with imperfection and disappointment over the years, and I love the look of the new counter, but to find that what should have been a simple replacement of like with like has gone wrong, is very frustrating.

More on this when there is more to tell.

Blogdentity crisis

So it has indeed been quite a long time since I posted here. I have been having a a bit of trouble figuring out what kind of blogger I would like to be. I confess that I like the idea of writing something that is interesting enough that people other than my friends and family would like to read it. This blog, thus far, has been a venting and sharing place for me and while I haven't exactly written about everything that has happened in my little world, I have used this blog to say what is on my mind.

Apart from this, I have had two other secret blogs in which I have been experimenting with subject-specific writings. I haven't shared them with anyone I know because I wanted to see if they would generate any interest from strangers, although so far no-one has even looked at them, as far as I know. I think I was trying to write about what I like to read, and I didn't really have anything new to say. In one blog I attempted to write about my experiences as an expat, but you know... it's all been said somewhere before, and probably more succinctly and descriptively than anything I would write. In another blog, at a time I was despairing of my teenage child, I started to write down all those life lessons which I would love to teach my children, but which they have no time to listen to. I attempted to show the differences between my British upbringing many years ago, and my children's American lives today but really.... even I got bored with that! Those blogs are still online - will you be able to find them, I wonder?

The truth is, that I don't like to write about what I like to do - because I prefer to be doing it instead. I do like to write what's on my mind, but often the only time I have the opportunity to write about what is on my mind is when I have nothing better to do! How can that be interesting? So, I've Twittered, Facebooked, Bloggered and Wordpressed and now I've discovered something new and I think... yes, and I hope that I have finally found something that will work for me. It is Tumblr.

I came across Tumblr quite by chance some time ago and although I'm still learning to navigate it, I like very much that I can connect to Twitter and Facebook, and that it is set up in such a way that I can send little snippets of this and that through the air to land wherever they may. I can do full blog posts, send a link or a photo or a chat and it will channel out to all those other places at a single click. Yes. I think Tumblr will suit me well - and if you are reading this, there is a good chance that you found it through my Twitter or Facebook Tumblr-generated link.

What to do, what to do, what to do...

I hate being on the horns of a dilemma. I seem to be debating between Options A and B in several matters these days and it gets harder to be decisive because so many other elemets come into play.

So.... Colorado. Do we all go? Does DH go and the rest of us stay? Does DH go with one child?

My job. Do I keep it and spare church and pastor the hassle of finding a replacement who doesn't know anything? Or do I give it up and allow myself more time for home, family and my own interests?

How should I prepare myself for the prospect of spending a year holding down the fort with DH almost 2000 miles away? Should I look forward to a year of being in control of the remote, being able to put things where I want them and making some quiet little changes to the decor without seeking approval? Or should I figure out how on earth I'm going to survive as a parent the first month without him?

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear....

And there you have it...

We are having a spiffy time at the moment trying to keep up with the pace of life. At the advanced age of fifty-two years and eight months, my sleep is often reduced to four-six hours which necessitates the taking of a nap during the day. Hah! In my dreams! In reality I get up at 5:45am and am on the go for as long as I can manage to stay awake at night. Having had a good night's sleep, despite having a cold, today I have news to share and a further commentary on the joys and perils of living with a loved one who hates one.

DD1 has another prom invitation. On Saturday we went out shopping for a prom dress which she is buying for herself this year. I shuddered at the cost of the dresses, and when she tried on a dress costing over $500 and said "I don't care about how much it is, just if I like how it looks" I realised that she was, perhaps, living in another world from the rest of us. I consider myself very fortunate to be able to afford what we need and some of what we don't need. I don't consider myself frugal but I don't spend excessive amounts of money on myself either. I'm always on the look out for a sale and a bargain and I cringe at the thought of overpaying for anything. Wedding dresses and Prom dresses fall into the 'overpaying' category.

We are both hated by DD1 when life doesn't go her way. If she asks for (and gets) what she wants, all is well. When we ask for a small boon or favor, we are told "I don't have to do anything because I'm hardly ever here" or "I only live here because I'm forced to live here" and "when I'm eighteen I'm leaving because you aren't going to pay for my college because you won't even pay for car insurance so I can drive". We know our place and we humbly withdraw to it.

And now the news. DH has received word today that he will be going to Colorado on Sabbatical for almost a year, beginning in the summer of 2010. I'm very happy for him, because I know he wants to do this, and he most certainly deserves a break to do what he really enjoys in research. I wish we could all go, but it simply isn't practical with the kids being the ages they are, so yours truly will be holding down the domestic fort and will be single-parenting for much of the time. We will most certainly miss him but there will be visits back and forth between MA and CO so perhaps it will be bearable. My ostrich tendencies prevent me from looking too closely at the realities and facing up to the future so at the moment I'm able to imagine that I will be able to ride the waves. Or not.

Sometimes life gets in the way of blogs

know I promised a sequel to the 'sweet sixteen' drama, but truth to tell, it didn't actually get much more dramatic than that. In the run-up to the day of the party, it became clear that no preparations were going to be made if I didn't make them. It's fair to mention, however, that the party fell at the end of the high school exam week and DD1 was studying.

I was pleased with the decorations and the display board I created for her. I left her only to find a way to play music. That turned out to be the one thing that was really rather inadequate. We have a 19-year old Pioneer midi system with record deck, double cassette deck and multi-disc CD player. It was purchased when mini-systems started to become popular, but I wasn't convinced I wanted to live without a record deck, and I had always wanted a Pioneer, so I was happy with my purchase. The problem now is that the system is incompatible with iPods. Whereas I went to parties armed with a pile of my best singles (45s) or a couple of cassettes back in the 70s, these kids all showed up with their iPods, and all we had to play them on was an iHome clock/radio. Hmm... Anyway, it didn't seem to matter because when they all got here, they stood talking for a solid two hours instead of dancing.

So, the guest of honor (or hostess) was absent from most of the preparations and decorations and absented herself from a lot of the cleaning up afterwards, but it was no more or less than I expected and overall it was fine. The party itself was very successful in no small part due to the very excellent entertainment supplied by Dan Candell, the hypnotist and mind-reader extraordinaire. He absolutely had them all in the palm of his hand and had to be seen to be believed. He says he was only twelve when he first became a hypnotist and now at the ripe old age of 22 he's a professional entertainer. I invited two neighbor-friends to come and watch the show - their own kids had told them all about Dan, and they were as enthralled as the rest of us. I'm glad we allowed DD1 the party she wanted. It was fun.

A week later it was DD2's thirteenth birthday, and of course in some cultures that is also a big milestone birthday. We tried to make it fun and special, but without the party. We went to see "Tooth Fairy" - not a great movie, but I enjoyed seeing Julie Andrews, Stephen Merchant and Billy Crystal. Later this month I'm taking her to see Cirque Dreams at the Hanover.

In addition to the birthdays, it was a strange and difficult week at the church. I am a church secretary and I share the job, in part, with DD1 who gets paid handsomely for her work. The incumbent pastor of almost 34 years retired on the 31st January so the last week was spent trying to tie up loose ends and preparing for his last Sunday. The Sunday service was emotional, and it was followed by a reception in the hall. The rules for retiring and departing pastors is that they must sever all connections to the parish in which they have served, although they are allowed to retain friendships. However they must stay completely out of church affairs and may not even visit without permission from the replacement pastor. That's really tough.

Since Sunday, I've had a very strange week getting used to things being different. Old Pastor was fun to be around and we laughed and talked about Apple products more often than not. His door was always open and often we would call out to each other from one office to the other. I'd hear him laugh at something on his computer and would have to find out what it was, and he would do the same. I really enjoyed working with him and I find it so difficult to adapt to a new person in his office. New Pastor is an "intentional interim" so he will only be with us for a few months and I daresay I'll get used to him. But now the office door is closed and I have to knock. I am tired with all the explanations and orientation and to cap it all I've had DS at home sick for three days, DD1 for two days and DD2 refusing to go to school and creating problems on Tuesday.

All in all it's been a busy and life-changing few weeks. Who knows what the next drama will be!