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All About Thanks

25 Nov

Thanksgiving. I love cooking the whole spread. The starting in the morning and going into the afternoon kind of spread. You know, the American Way. I can’t remember the last time I haven’t cooked/hosted/contributed on this holiday. So today was an interesting one. 1. There’s no fucking way to cook that whole shabang in this little trailer. I mean, c’mon, coffee is a 3 step process. So, James does his googling and finds that Safeway offers a fully cooked turkey dinner. All the fixings. It does state that it’s for 6 ppl but, whatever, I’ll make it work as far as leftovers. So he reserved one for us and left this morning to pick it up. Fun surprise! “Fully Cooked” meant it had been at some point, and then frozen or refrigerated. So our fully cooked (10lb) turkey needs to be reheated. 10 mins for every 10 lbs. 🙂 fun times. 

This is our little trailer oven. There’s no fucking way, not gonna fit, sunuva, really!? Thankfully it is fully cooked so James got up in there and started tearing that bird apart to fit some into a cake pan that I can heat/bake it in. And then wait, there’s all the “Fully cooked fixings.”

 So now it’s a toaster oven-stovetop-microwave -propane oven-reheating someone’s pre made food-, kinda dinner. And you know what. We made it work. Food was good, company was great, I have no complaints. At the end it was fun, oddly enough, taking the time figuring out how to package and strategically store the leftovers. You really have to utilize every inch and know what size container to use. I got mad skills from watching and helping my Grandma throughout the years. (You’d be amazed at her packing skills). 

So everything is packed away. Dishes are done. The Cowboys won!!! Fuck Yeah. We all took a nap then ate more food. I think we nailed Thanksgiving in this little 27′ home this year. 

Be thankful for every foot my friends. 

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Damp, Damp Dampness

24 Nov

First I’d like to share that growing up in Southeast Alaska I never owned an umbrella. If you opened and closed an umbrella every time it rained, well, there’s a few years of your life wasted. The first time I bought one was after I moved to San Diego. Moving back up north, rain will come into this blog over and over again.
So anyway, after our treacherous hike in Brinnon (11/16) we curled up and watched a movie, ready to leave the next day. We researched RV parks, somewhere closer to the next vicinity of “Operation House Hunt” but none had a dog run so we headed back down south to the first site we stayed here in Washington that had the amazing gated area for the dogs to be off leash. We will gladly exchange 20 or so extra minutes of travel time for all the freedom the kids can get a few times a day. Because they need this. ​​

   â€‹We arrived and the first order of business is of course the park. As per any dog park I’ve ever been to, or simply walking your dog, it’s well known to clean up your pets shit. Well, there was a nice pile that wasn’t Lily’s, next to Lily’s. Then the next morning, there were a few bags of shit by the entrance. I mean really!! You bag it but can’t walk it to the dumpster?! Assholes. Then the next day James filled 5 bags of shit while out with the kids! We don’t want to leave it because, 

A: Our dogs, or selves, could step in it while playing or,

B: As noted on the gate, “Please pick up your dogs poo. Thank you. Otherwise the gate will have to be locked.” (They are so much more PC than I am). Why must people be so inconsiderate and selfish? Just why?

Dampness. Back in San Diego you assume it’s going to be clear, mostly sunny and probably a warm shorts and tank kinda day. In the Northwest you assume it will be wet, in some way shape or form. Damp. James has commented on the fact that it’s not always rainy persay, but just, wet, he now understands the irrelavence of an umbrella. Granted it is winter, but still relevant. It’s a factor in the trailer as well. Condensation is puddling in the windowsill and also, our carpet. We’ve used the blow dryer a few times, to keep it at bay, but the next purchase is a dehumidifier. Like, a good one. I will say though that Daddy does not mind the amount that graces our windows with it’s presence, for instance this morning I was woken by the sound of the Venetian blinds rattling above my head. Homeboy crawled under the space of the closed door and stretched his head behind the blinds to lick the drops off the window. I can’t blame it all on him though, the last few days I have happily let him in and opened the blinds. He knows Mom has the goods and will ensure he gets his fix. But apparently today I slept in too late.  â€‹

​  â€‹  Any who, we’ve been milling over the property in Bremerton. It is, like I’ve said, a huge project. But it has potential and that’s what we’re looking for. I’m not in love with the town, I’ll be honest, it’s, “eh,” but that’s only part of what we’re looking for. Access to materials we need to rehab, further prospect to resell, a place to house all 6 of us as soon as possible, etc. It seems plausible, it has hope. Again, milling.

We take Sunday off, football of course. Time to talk over everything. Nice day for the dogs to spend time in “their” park, yes there was poop again, dicks!! It turned into a rainy day and night. This little park has dvd’s for rent so we all cuddled up, (yes, this is a recurring theme) and I’ll tell ya, 2 grown adults, 2- 50+lb dogs and 2 cats in one full sized bed, tight fit my friends. And as much as we all want, we cannot sleep like this every night. 

So today we meet up with an agent in Olympia to look at a property James came across online. We had done a drive by through the town before but never any walk throughs. Her initial phone call to schedule was a bit like, “Are you sure?” We meet her and she was spot on. Umm, no. Asked if we’d like to see a few others so we obliged. One was a tear down so no! The other was a very cute, ready to move in house, nice lot, nice deck. When we walked upstairs she noticed a very prevalent, not her first time at the rodeo, smell. Mold. Saw some rotting wood and she straight up said “No.” On our way out she even commented on not wanting to leave her card, (there’s always stacks of agents cards that have shown the house before) she didn’t want anybody to know she had shown the house. I really loved the total honesty, no sugar coating attitude. 
Update: (11/23) The property we looked at and were milling over in Bremerton has become a pending sale. So, at ground zero again. Haven’t found an area yet that feels close to home, so we’re going to start broadening our horizons. Meaning more trailer living for we don’t know how long. 

Sunday Funday

13 Nov

Another rainy weekend and we’re taking a day off. And I’ll tell you, after working so many Sunday brunches at Meze Greek Fusion (it’s really fun if you read that with the Allstate voice) in San Diego, today I’m totally down with making our own brunch at home, cracking a beer and watching football. And yes, I realize I totally just plugged my previous employer but I’m ok with that. I worked with and met a lot of great people there. 

We did get some house cleaning and laundry done so it still qualifies as a productive day I’m pretty sure. Yeah, I decided it does 😉👌🏻