30 March 2010

march madness

The flooded house caused more damage than at first thought... and being an older home other problems were uncovered as we peeled away the layers of wet soggy home. We have been living in a hotel for a month now. The excitement is wearing off. Darren said to think of it as Eloise at the Plaza. I thought of Coach Majerus speaking about the best thing about living in a hotel: "There's clean towels, my bed's turned down every night and there's a mint on my pillow, no matter what psychological or emotional crisis the maid's going through." It's not too bad. It is just exhausting. An onslaught of decisions to make each day. It is weird to be without "home." It feels lonely... no visitors, no family around.

I list the positives:
We are all safe and healthy.
We don't have to sleep in the dust and chaos.
The insurance pays for the accommodations.
I pretend I am living in a high rise in a big city, the desk manager my doorman.
I have breakfast everyday.
I can sit in the hot tub every night.
Room service is cool.

What I am really missing is a home-cooked meal. I can't wait for my new range with a 24" griddle. My mouth is watering waiting in anticipation.

What makes me happiest is talking to my two year old nephew 2-3 times a week. This makes no sense but the conversation goes like this.

me: hi mango (he loves this nick-name, go figure)
him: no, you are mango.
me: no, you are mango.
him: no, you are mango.
me: no, you are mango.
him: no, you are mango.
...continue for five or more minutes...
me: I am going to eat you up mango.
him: no, I am going to eat mango.
me: I love you mango.
him: I love you mango. Where is you?
me: I am in Utah at my house/hotel.
him: can I go there?
me: anytime mango.
him: I miss you mango.
me: I miss you too mango.
him: no, you are mango.
...and so it goes...

...and I love it...

this song suits the conversation...

happy spring... pics from st. john coming soon.

02 March 2010

what goes around comes around

We have been in St. John, "where every day is different and every day is perfect." I came up with that motto all by myself. We went on another beach vacation with our friends the Anderson's. I'll post more about it later. I love the water and the moist air. We got home at 1:00am last night. A pipe had broke in our upstairs bathroom and ran for two days. A waterfall into the kitchen, and dining room, and sitting room. Arrrrghhh! As a pirate would say. Chase took care of moving the furniture and getting someone in to tear out the sheetrock and carpets. I'm left with the moist air and water. Isn't that what I wanted?