If you know Patrick, you know that he is a very easy going, good hearted man. If you really know Patrick, I mean, if you really, really know him, you know that he is quite complex, stubborn like hell and he can easily get obsessed with little things.
Our soon to be shower is a good example...
The inspector came to see the progress and stated that the controls to the shower had to go on the other wall because a person may get scolded if he or she were to turn the water on while standing right in front of the shower.
Scott (our contractor whom we are thinking of adopting since he basically lives in our house anyway) understood and agreed. I, understood his point and agreed as well. Patrick.... oh no, all hell was about to break loose!
There is no way he was going to accept it. The shower we got has a thermostatic valve to prevent exactly that. "If the inspector had any brains, he would know that".
I know my husband well enough to know when a battle is brewing and I was absolutely going to stay away from this one. Patrick started getting very angry while doing all kinds of research online. He accumulated pages and pages of articles and technical drawings showing that our original plans for the shower were perfectly safe and that the inspector was the one that was wrong. Not us! Not him!
I simply told him to please, please be calm when talking to the City. I did not want the whole project shut down because the City of Fremont decided we were undesirables anyway. I asked Patrick if he was going to be O.K. if the City refused to see things his way. He looked at me and shouted "I will take this case all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court if need be!!!".
I know he meant it, so I tried my best to keep a straight face. (It was not easy).
I am happy to report that we found a solution to make both the inspector and Patrick happy. Scott came up with an ingenious idea for the layout. It is too complicated to explain, you will all have to come to our house and check it out for yourselves anytime after 2011 when we approximate that the the project will be finished. (insert an angry, sarcastic smiley).
Friday, June 20, 2008
Miley Cirus, Jonas Brothers... this is a great time to be a mother!
I have always loved Teen Idols. The cheesiest the music, as long as it is accompanied by a great choregoraphy, the better! When I was a teen, I adored the Latin teen idols (Menudo, Los Chicos- I don't think I missed one of their concerts). New Kids on The Block were gods to me. I would practice their moves for hours.
When the Backstreet Boys were going to come to the Bay Area (1998 or 1999), my nephews wanted to go see them while they were here on vacation and I,quite obviously, volunteered to go with them. I actually got early on the Saturday the tickets went on sale. I waited patiently in line and got the best tickets I could afford.
We were all so bummed when the concert was cancelled because one of them had nothing better to do than to have an overdose and head to rehab. How rude! I never got the chance to go to one of their concerts.
Ahhh, but when God closes a door, he opens a window. I am not a teen any more (by just a couple of years ;), my nephews and nieces are too old to need a chaperon for such occasions, BUT I found the perfect little victims for my evil plan... my children.
Radio Disney is a preset station in my car and we listen to it (when I am not listening to POTUS 08) all the time. High School Musical I & II, The Jonas Brothers, Hanna Montana aka Miley Cirus, we love them all. Patrick thinks I am crazy, other people think I am just such a good mother that sacrifices for her kids. The truth is that I enjoy it with them and we have a blast!
Tonight is the "World Premiere" of Camp Rock on the Disney Channel and I am sure we will be all over this one too.
When the Backstreet Boys were going to come to the Bay Area (1998 or 1999), my nephews wanted to go see them while they were here on vacation and I,quite obviously, volunteered to go with them. I actually got early on the Saturday the tickets went on sale. I waited patiently in line and got the best tickets I could afford.
We were all so bummed when the concert was cancelled because one of them had nothing better to do than to have an overdose and head to rehab. How rude! I never got the chance to go to one of their concerts.
Ahhh, but when God closes a door, he opens a window. I am not a teen any more (by just a couple of years ;), my nephews and nieces are too old to need a chaperon for such occasions, BUT I found the perfect little victims for my evil plan... my children.
Radio Disney is a preset station in my car and we listen to it (when I am not listening to POTUS 08) all the time. High School Musical I & II, The Jonas Brothers, Hanna Montana aka Miley Cirus, we love them all. Patrick thinks I am crazy, other people think I am just such a good mother that sacrifices for her kids. The truth is that I enjoy it with them and we have a blast!
Tonight is the "World Premiere" of Camp Rock on the Disney Channel and I am sure we will be all over this one too.
My Mother's Day Present and My Father's Day Revenge
To fully understand this story, I need to start by telling you that for my birthday 2 years ago, Patrick gave me wireless bluetooth headphones. I thought the idea was kind of neat. I tried them and to be totally honest, did not like them. If and when I want to use headphones, I don't want to worry about whether or not they are charged. Besides, they were big and did not stay nicely on my ears. Patrick was just too happy to take them from me and that was that. I never saw them or spoke about them again.
...Fast forward to Mother's Day 2008. Patrick hands me a box and I get all happy about what could be in there. Maybe the I-phone I so desperately desire or perhaps tickets for a cruise around the Greek islands... No, that would not come in a box.
Well. I proceed to open the box and what do I find... bluetooth wireless headphones. I was perplexed. I did not understand... "Schatz (that is my pet name for Patrick), I don't know if you remember this or not, but this is exactly what you gave me 2 years ago for my birthday".
Patrick: "Oh yes, I know, but I lost them, so I wanted to replace them".
It is truly not often that I am speechless, but this was one of those occasions. He remembered that once, months ago, I was watching Meet the Press on a Sunday morning at 8:00 a.m. and he told me to lower the volume. I did and added that I needed headphones for the TV so I would not wake him up on Sundays.
I laughed about the situation and decided right then and there not to get mad... but to get even.
I thought long and hard about what would be the perfect Father's Day gift for my thoughtful, sweet husband (yeah, right!).
Susan suggested pearl earrings. I could say that they are cuff links. Of course, when he is not wearing them, well I could use them as...mmm...earrings? That would have been way too obvious.
I believe I found the most adequate gift for the occasion! I gave him an evening out. I got a babysitter and made reservations to a wonderful upscale restaurant in San Francisco, followed with tickets to Hairspray, The Musical.
I, of course, was going to love it. Patrick? Well, he was welcome to like it, but if he didn't... oh well, that would be just so sad. ;)
We went and during the intermission I asked him if I had done a good job planning my revenge and he told me that I hadn't because he was enjoying himself and that our "date" had been a great idea. I guess Patrick might not be too thoughtful, but he is smart!
...Fast forward to Mother's Day 2008. Patrick hands me a box and I get all happy about what could be in there. Maybe the I-phone I so desperately desire or perhaps tickets for a cruise around the Greek islands... No, that would not come in a box.
Well. I proceed to open the box and what do I find... bluetooth wireless headphones. I was perplexed. I did not understand... "Schatz (that is my pet name for Patrick), I don't know if you remember this or not, but this is exactly what you gave me 2 years ago for my birthday".
Patrick: "Oh yes, I know, but I lost them, so I wanted to replace them".
It is truly not often that I am speechless, but this was one of those occasions. He remembered that once, months ago, I was watching Meet the Press on a Sunday morning at 8:00 a.m. and he told me to lower the volume. I did and added that I needed headphones for the TV so I would not wake him up on Sundays.
I laughed about the situation and decided right then and there not to get mad... but to get even.
I thought long and hard about what would be the perfect Father's Day gift for my thoughtful, sweet husband (yeah, right!).
Susan suggested pearl earrings. I could say that they are cuff links. Of course, when he is not wearing them, well I could use them as...mmm...earrings? That would have been way too obvious.
I believe I found the most adequate gift for the occasion! I gave him an evening out. I got a babysitter and made reservations to a wonderful upscale restaurant in San Francisco, followed with tickets to Hairspray, The Musical.
I, of course, was going to love it. Patrick? Well, he was welcome to like it, but if he didn't... oh well, that would be just so sad. ;)
We went and during the intermission I asked him if I had done a good job planning my revenge and he told me that I hadn't because he was enjoying himself and that our "date" had been a great idea. I guess Patrick might not be too thoughtful, but he is smart!
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