Wednesday, August 06, 2008

He was too tired to make it
She was too tired to fight about it

I finally have internet at the new house, although my computer components are sitting on a tv tray and unpacked boxes.

I have not yet unearthed the camera, so no pictures for you. The first floor is looking good. The primary remodel is completed, and it has been furnished. My music laboratory above the garage is all set up and has seen extensive usage.

The walk-out basement, which has a living room, two bedrooms and what will be my office is halfway set up. There are two rooms full of boxes, and I haven't gotten around to setting up the big tv and sound system. One bedroom, the bathroom and the living room are functional, and we have been watching movies down there.

It's true what they say about remodeling leading to more remodeling. I am making a few changes downstairs, putting a claw-foot tub in the master bath, and putting a hot tub near the purgola near the walk-out section of the basement.

I just don't want to go into ski season without a hot tub. Call me spoiled.

Also, last weekend was Bozeman's annual summer party- The Sweet Pea Festival. It lasted from Wednesday through Sunday, and involves music, food, etc. We visited with a lot of friends and hung out downtown on Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday.

One of my friends is dealing with a heavy situation, so I have been spending a lot of time with that friend. That's all I am going to say about that.

I leave for Wisconsin tomorrow to visit friends and the whole fam-damily in Beaver Dam. Both my sisters will be in town, along with Molly's husband and children. It is Molly's 20th high school reunion, which I am going to attend, despite having graduated from said high school 21 years ago.

I'm such a rebel.

On Sunday, we went with some friends to the Will Ferrell/John C. Reilly movie, Step Brothers. I have to admit, I laughed my ass off. We also rented The Bank Job and In Bruges, both of which were worthwhile.

I read a bleak, bleak Cormac McCarthy book, The Road, this week. It was good, but, man, it makes his No Country for Old Men seem like an uplifting romantic comedy.