show and tell - and MORE
Our topic this week is coffee machines -
I think you probably remember the saga of the coffee machine?
Well, maybe fifty of you remember it.
It was riveting.
And, the thing is, we still have this coffee machine -
AND it did break and stop making coffee.
And I HAD kept the box we received it in.
Of course it took months to send it back "for repair" and have Bodum tell us that it couldn't be repaired and that it would have to be replaced...duh.
It was out of stock.
We waited longer.
We made coffee in a variety of ways, mostly with the french press.
But they did replace it.
And I would say that I still like it except for the fact that the pot is difficult to wash - my hand doesn't really fit in it and my scrub brush thing doesn't really get to the corners...but whatever.
Yesterday was a heck of a day.
My car was recalled, but they don't call it that anymore. They call it a campaign.
This was campaign 157, involving the tie rods - which, if you know about cars, is sort of a big deal. So I took it in. The guys at the service desk don't even call it a campaign - they call it camp. The car went to camp.
They gave me a loaner and I went home and got Youngest so I could buy him new skate shoes.
He's a skateboarder and he's going to spend a week at skateboard camp and his shoes were in an appalling state. (Unless you ARE a skateboarder, in which case you would love the state the shoes were in because you could see all the work he's done to learn his tricks.)
We drove half an hour each way and picked up some bearings while we were at it.
When we got home I started to get his gear together for departure on saturday.
His knee pads are among the missing...and we had just LEFT the skate shop.
I KNOW, since I removed everything he owns from his room the other day, that the pads are not there. Or in the garage. Or the basement.
He thinks they are at A's house.
A says they are not.
He can't go to camp without them - but luckily camp has a store (where I'm sure I will be charged a small ransom for them) so we can get them there.
A while after we got home, I got the call to come get the car.
So I went to get the car. (no pads in there either)
And on my way back, I phone home - and, it turns out, Youngest has left his Nintendo DS in the loaner car.
Back to the dealership I go (where the valet was kind enough to stand in the driveway with the DS in his hand).
Did you notice that I have not mentioned my emotional state regarding Youngest spending a week at a camp 5 hours away?
I'm not mentioning it.
I didn't say anything about the shoes that I spent hours tracking down and ordering for myself only to have them arrive damaged, did I?
We had hot dogs and beans and lots of wine for dinner and I went upstairs early so that I didn't rip anyone's head off.
All heads intact over here.
Today we are having italian water ices. And Youngest is attending an anime class sort of thing at the library.
I'll keep you posted.
I think you probably remember the saga of the coffee machine?
Well, maybe fifty of you remember it.
It was riveting.
And, the thing is, we still have this coffee machine -
AND it did break and stop making coffee.
And I HAD kept the box we received it in.
Of course it took months to send it back "for repair" and have Bodum tell us that it couldn't be repaired and that it would have to be replaced...duh.
It was out of stock.
We waited longer.
We made coffee in a variety of ways, mostly with the french press.
But they did replace it.
And I would say that I still like it except for the fact that the pot is difficult to wash - my hand doesn't really fit in it and my scrub brush thing doesn't really get to the corners...but whatever.
Yesterday was a heck of a day.
My car was recalled, but they don't call it that anymore. They call it a campaign.
This was campaign 157, involving the tie rods - which, if you know about cars, is sort of a big deal. So I took it in. The guys at the service desk don't even call it a campaign - they call it camp. The car went to camp.
They gave me a loaner and I went home and got Youngest so I could buy him new skate shoes.
He's a skateboarder and he's going to spend a week at skateboard camp and his shoes were in an appalling state. (Unless you ARE a skateboarder, in which case you would love the state the shoes were in because you could see all the work he's done to learn his tricks.)
We drove half an hour each way and picked up some bearings while we were at it.
When we got home I started to get his gear together for departure on saturday.
His knee pads are among the missing...and we had just LEFT the skate shop.
I KNOW, since I removed everything he owns from his room the other day, that the pads are not there. Or in the garage. Or the basement.
He thinks they are at A's house.
A says they are not.
He can't go to camp without them - but luckily camp has a store (where I'm sure I will be charged a small ransom for them) so we can get them there.
A while after we got home, I got the call to come get the car.
So I went to get the car. (no pads in there either)
And on my way back, I phone home - and, it turns out, Youngest has left his Nintendo DS in the loaner car.
Back to the dealership I go (where the valet was kind enough to stand in the driveway with the DS in his hand).
Did you notice that I have not mentioned my emotional state regarding Youngest spending a week at a camp 5 hours away?
I'm not mentioning it.
I didn't say anything about the shoes that I spent hours tracking down and ordering for myself only to have them arrive damaged, did I?
We had hot dogs and beans and lots of wine for dinner and I went upstairs early so that I didn't rip anyone's head off.
All heads intact over here.
Today we are having italian water ices. And Youngest is attending an anime class sort of thing at the library.
I'll keep you posted.
Comments
I agree you're being very brave, I remember when my youngest went away for the first time. I think the term Worry Wart was bandied about freely by others. The non-mother others that is.
I'm up!
SOrry about your day yesterday! Here's to plenty o' wine!
I've always wondered which wine goes best with hot dogs. I suppose it would depend on whether or not they were all beef.
I will attempt to do S&T later on, but (a) we are off to the art museum for most of the day and (2) our coffee machine is some generic boring thing that we never use. Because we don't drink coffee.
and I loved reading the rest of the day, too. How I would love to be a teenage boy just so I could skateboard. I love watching those tricks. Aside from hockey, it's the one "guy sport" I can watch for hours.
Anime at the library--sounds like you have a good librarian!
I'm up--but it's the MORE. I have no coffee-maker, but tons of pictures. Some involve stuffed animals at the library...
I'm up (but you knew that already).
We ought to just weld a chassis to our butts.
hugs to you..
oh..and I actually did show and tell..slinking back!
and you're handling the camp situation well. i order you more wine.
My oldest daughter is going five hours away, too. It's a terrible feeling. And a lot of work.
Good for you for putting yourself to bed. I wish I were so wise!
*jealous of youngest*
sorry about your shoes. and the 5 hours away-ness.
i would use your coffee maker as a planter (i would probably kill the plant, but still). it's spiffy :)
my wv (the FIRST time i tried to post this!!) is uyfzzmmsi...you fizz me, see? :)
-J.
I've always thought there should be Mommy Camps. Except they'd be in hotels, because I do not camp.
My low tech show and tell is up. As you know.
PS. Do you know the old fashioned 'atomic' coffee pot from the 1960s? Very trendy, rare, collectable. I am coveting one.
(I do not drink coffee).