I tried to figure out how to incorporate "Friday Night Lights" into my post title, but it just wasn't working... By the way, when we lived in Austin, our neighborhood was directly across the street from a high school football field, where we literally DID see the lights every Friday night. That stadium was HUGE -- weird how high school football is such a big deal in Texas. My high school in New Jersey had a dirt field and a smattering of metal bleachers... and there MAY have been some kind of concession stand in a dilapidated shack... But an entire STADIUM? With lights that illuminate the sky a mile away?? And a jumbotron scoreboard??? That's just crazy... (And the funny thing is, the only time that stadium was packed FULL was when it was being used to host a Mexican soccer team...)
So we were reminded of one of the joys of home ownership yesterday -- broken stuff. Specifically, the pipes behind our washing machine. The condo directly below us is being completely renovated, so walls have been torn down and pipes are exposed. And yesterday, one of the building engineers called us to tell us that they were noticing water dripping down inside the walls, and it occurred right after I had run the washing machine. So someone came up and cut a hole in the wall behind our washer/dryer and found the leak. We thought we'd have to wait until Monday to get a plumber to come out, but there happened to be a couple plumbers in the building today so they were able to come up and fix the leak. After which, the guy who is remodeling the condo downstairs came up and patched the drywall for us. (This is an interesting advantage to being in a condo over a house -- when you're in a house, you never "happen" to have random plumbers/drywallers/contractors hanging around... unless you ARE a plumber/drywaller/contractor of some sort...)
The Weather Channel promised us 5 to 8 inches of snow last night... we got nothing. Actually, we got nothing DOWNTOWN -- apparently, Eric (out there in the 'burbs) DID get 5 inches. We're getting close to March now, and I'm torn -- on the one hand, I'm still wishing for just ONE really good snowstorm before this winter ends... but on the other, the slowly lengthening days and extra sunlight are reminding me that spring is kinda nice, too. Sigh... NEXT winter had better be snowtastic...
Sometimes I really wish I wasn't so shy (okay, I ALWAYS wish that), so I could go up to total strangers and talk to them. Especially when I can tell they're from another country, and I'm really curious to know WHICH country, and I'd love for them to regale me with tales of their homeland. (That's assuming, of course, that anyone anywhere EVER regales total strangers with tales of their homeland... that's a big assumption.) Take last weekend, for instance -- Rick and I were eating lunch at a restaurant, and I was completely enamored by the accent of the man sitting behind me. He was speaking English, but the accent, to me, sounded Austrian -- it COULD have been German, I suppose, but it had more of an Arnold Schwarzenegger-type sound to it. And I would've loved to have asked him where he was from, just to satisfy my own curiosity. And then tonight, as we walked down the hallway of our condo building, a door opened and we could hear a couple women speaking another language -- Russian? Polish? They're practically my next-door neighbors... I should know more about them...
Oh well... off to make tea and watch some old episodes of Supernatural... Hope everyone has a good weekend... :)
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I'm wondering if here in the UK we are going to get away with just one lot of snow. We missed most of that too because we were in the States. I can't say it bothered me much. It's beautiful to look at but a right pain in the butt when you are trying to get to work and driving the kids to school.
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