VALENTINES DAY MASSACRE

WHAT?!  Massacre?  What the heck are you talking about?...  That's what you're thinking, aren't you?  Well let me explain.

Monday morning, Valentines day I went into work and we began to make a concrete sink for a client.  She wants a blue sink, and I mean bright blue, so that's what were going to give her.  We are using a form of concrete called GFRC.  That stands for glass fiber reinforced concrete.  It's been around for a while but only recently has been in use for our line of work.  The first layer is applied with a texture hopper.  No.  I haven't been drinking, it is really sprayed onto the mold.  Check it out.

Unfortunately, we had some minor set backs on our first attempt and had to scrap it.  That dosen't happen very often and I happened to be documenting the process.  As you can see in the aftermath, it looks like we spilled blue raspberry slurpie all over the place.

The grizzly murder scene of Papa Smurf

I went home after work and Robyn and I swapped cards, (and spit. EW! I mean kisses) and then Robyn made some chocolate covered strawberries.  They were really good strawberries.  I wish I would have eaten more than just a few because they didn't last long.  When I got home from work Tuesday, Canyon had killed em off. 

Before I came home Tuesday I stopped by my niece's house to look at a bathroom I am going to remodel for her.  I will take pictures of the work as it progresses and post them on the blog so you can see how I use my super powers to turn a turd into a diamond.

Wednesday night is bartending night and it was kind of a slow night, but I fought the urge to watch American Idol as I was tapeing it so Robyn and I could watch it together on Friday night.  I did notice it was a full moon so I snapped a quick pic for you.

It appears to be made of cheese, chedder I think

I took another as I was coming into Waukee,  It reminded me of that sunset picture I took a couple of days ago.  What do you think?

Yup, those are ALL of the city lights

Of course Thursday night means small group.  We just started a study called 30 days to understanding the bible.  It is to help us make better sense of the structure of the bible.  I decided to announce to the group that after this study Robyn and I are going to take a break from this small group so we can spend more time at home, with Canyon.  They were bummed but understood our position and offered an open invitation to return in the future.  My good friend Terry (Penn State fan) has offered to take over the lead of the group which is greatly appreciated.  We will miss this group, but we'll see them in church.

Mixed nuts..  I'm the goober on the right

And that brings us to Friday.  After another day of hustle and bustle at work, I headed home to watch our taped American Idol.  During commercials Robyn and I made some cookies.  Six dozen cookies.  We are serving at a memorial service at church Saturday.  Sadly, a friend and former member of our Tuesday small group passed away suddenly and unexpectedly.  Her family asked if our small group would help serve snacks and coffee at her memorial service.  We all consider it a privelage.  So each household in the group is making a snack to serve.  This picture will make you salivate.

Is that a bite missing out of that cookie?

After the memorial tomorrow I have to finish up a small side job and then we are going to my company Christmas party at Rube's Steakhouse.  It is a nice surprise because they weren't going to have a party.  I'm really looking forward to it.  I think it will give me something to blog about later.

For now, I will sign off with a bit of knowledge for you.  Dogs are cool, cats are... a pain in the butt.  I was trying to get a picture of my dog and cat (Calvin and Hobbs) for the blog and, well you'll see..

Looking Irish with the green eyes and red handlebar moustache

First try.  He's all GQ.  Posing and looking studly.  Hobbs is another story.

Was that a mouse?

Looked away at the last second, so I tried again..

This is my good side

Attacked the camera strap as I snapped the pic.  I was going to give up because those were actually the good pictures.  But just before I started this blog I snuck up on him in the dark and tried one last time.

It ain't great, but at least it's somewhat focused.

OK.  I will write more later.  Gotta go pick up Canyon at work.  He's working until midnight tonight.  He is digging all the hours, saving for a car.  We're pretty proud of him.  Got a job.  Getting his grades up.  He still has a little trouble brushing his teeth, but hey, baby steps.

Peace

Dan