It's been a busy 5 days. Friday we drove to Erie PA, which turns out to be just as quick as Google Maps says, if the border crossing is perfunctory, as it was. d. had us switch from the Interstate to Rt. 5, which took us past some beautiful Lake Erie shoreline and some distressingly funny road-signs (including "North Gun Club Rd." across from "South Gun Club Rd.," and more housing developments named "Lakeview" than deserved to be along one road...)
And in Erie, we saw his cousin married, in a Catholic service that felt just a bit over-long on the sermon, but quite well-paced with the singing. And we took d's parents to dinner (at the "best restaurant and lounge between New York and Chicago." All things considered, I'll take NY or Chicago, thanks.) dan's mom grew up near Erie, so we heard some of the story to the city, though she didn't know what the current economy looks like. There were lots of neglected early-20th-century buildings, so I took lots of photos of Art Deco and decrepitude. I imagine the city's OK if you know it, but for a weekend trip it didn't strike me particularly strongly.
We returned home on Sunday, and I got busy on our deck, which has been stripped and waiting for stain since April. (Which isn't exactly my fault; the instructions I read online said I was to wait a week after any rain, and don't do it if rain's expected in the next two days. In this rainy summer we had, I believe we've had precisely one 9-day window without rain, and in it, I was visiting relatives or some other good excuse.) I finally said, 6 days of no rain is close enough, and whipped through 2/3 of it on Sunday, and the rest after work on Monday. And I ran out of stain just 3 square feet from the end- I had to wring the stain from the container with a tiny roller, and it just barely made it. I guess I can conclude the deck was sufficiently pre-seasoned. And it looks pretty good now, too.
What with various other bleh, I'm looking forward to the weekend; maybe even just forward to tomorrow.
Oh yeah- today my bike rolled over its 1000th km for the season.
And in Erie, we saw his cousin married, in a Catholic service that felt just a bit over-long on the sermon, but quite well-paced with the singing. And we took d's parents to dinner (at the "best restaurant and lounge between New York and Chicago." All things considered, I'll take NY or Chicago, thanks.) dan's mom grew up near Erie, so we heard some of the story to the city, though she didn't know what the current economy looks like. There were lots of neglected early-20th-century buildings, so I took lots of photos of Art Deco and decrepitude. I imagine the city's OK if you know it, but for a weekend trip it didn't strike me particularly strongly.
We returned home on Sunday, and I got busy on our deck, which has been stripped and waiting for stain since April. (Which isn't exactly my fault; the instructions I read online said I was to wait a week after any rain, and don't do it if rain's expected in the next two days. In this rainy summer we had, I believe we've had precisely one 9-day window without rain, and in it, I was visiting relatives or some other good excuse.) I finally said, 6 days of no rain is close enough, and whipped through 2/3 of it on Sunday, and the rest after work on Monday. And I ran out of stain just 3 square feet from the end- I had to wring the stain from the container with a tiny roller, and it just barely made it. I guess I can conclude the deck was sufficiently pre-seasoned. And it looks pretty good now, too.
What with various other bleh, I'm looking forward to the weekend; maybe even just forward to tomorrow.
Oh yeah- today my bike rolled over its 1000th km for the season.