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Today’s Question: Over or Under?

May 12, 2012 at 8:00 am by Claudia

Time for another question. This particular question has intrigued me over the years. Since the hotel has side-by-side toilet paper dispensers, I have the perfect visual on hand to ask this question:

This has been a topic of debate in our household over the years. My preference is for Over. Don inevitably put a new roll of toilet paper on in the Under position. Eventually I won. Now, I am happy to say, we have a consensus. All rolls are inserted in the Over position.

The hotel seems to prefer Over as well. When the room is cleaned, this is what I see:

Nicely done, Homewood Suites.

(You’ll notice I didn’t bother to watermark these photos. If someone wants to steal my pictures of toilet paper, they have my blessing.)

Knowing that this is a bone of contention in many households, I think it’s time to get this question settled once and for all.

Over or Under? How do you roll?

Three is Not a Crowd

May 11, 2012 at 8:21 am by Claudia

Have I ever showed you this? If I have, forgive me. This plaster garden ornament was something I got at an auction a few years back. It’s a wee bit cutesy for me, but I loved the pale colors. It wasn’t until I got it home (and it weighs a ton) that I realized that between the boy and girl there was a little dog, clearly trying to get in on the embrace.

I felt a shiver go down my spine. The good kind.

Short story: Don and I met on July 4, 1994. Four years later, on July 4, 1998, we were at home in the afternoon. We lived in a Craftsman home in San Diego and there was a big archway between the living room and dining room. Our dog, Winston, (oh, how I miss him) was outside. As we both stood in the archway, Don started talking to me. As he got down on one knee, I slowly realized he was proposing to me. Of course, I said yes and as we both embraced, Winston came running in from outside and jumped up on us to join in on the hug. I don’t know how he knew, but he knew. We’ve always loved that story. When I realized that the little dog on the ornament was pulling a Winston, I knew it was meant to be.

I miss you, sweet Winston. You are always in my heart.

Last night’s preview went well. 7 more to go before opening night. This particular production has been, shall we say, challenging. More I cannot say. It’s already very,very good and will grow during this next week.

Happy Friday.

Communing with the Ground

May 10, 2012 at 10:06 am by Claudia

New schedule = late hours = sleeping later than normal. Which is why this post will be up later than usual. My fuzzy brain hasn’t had enough coffee yet. This will be a quick one, as I still have to write up notes for the actors from last night’s run-through.

Filed under the heading, “Things I haven’t be able to see at my house in 4 years,”

would be this bush in our front yard. Several years ago, I did some research and found out its name. I forgot it. It has delicate white blooms every spring. Aren’t they lovely?

And on the other side of the yard, I discovered these:

I suppose they would be classified as weeds, but I ask you, would you cut down these sweet yellow blossoms? (Josje tells me they are Buttercups. Ah!) I couldn’t. So I made the decision not to mow that part of the yard. It ended up being a non-decision, since I can’t get the mower to start, but still…

Here’s a close-up of the sweet yellow flower:

By the way, when I was taking these photos, Don (having just got up) looked out the window and saw me sprawled on the ground on the far side of the yard. He said he couldn’t imagine what the heck I was doing. Communing with the ground?

Doesn’t he realize the lengths to which we will go to get a good shot?

This was rather like the situation I wrote about in this post. You might get a kick out of it.

Have a good Thursday.

Today’s Question: Over or Under?

Three is Not a Crowd

Communing with the Ground

Lambs Like to Party

A Note

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