to Lowes, my nice organized bedroom torn apart…and I finally have a working fan again.

Today’s saga begins a couple of weeks ago, when my ceiling fan became stuck in the high position. (Luckily, since I find it very difficult to sleep at night without it.) Unluckily, this meant the only way to turn the fan off  for the now-chilly dayswas at the wall switch which meant zapping the light switch as well. I had a slider switch I’d planned to put on the kitchen fan/light, and I thought, since the thing was stuck in the “on” position, that I could put it in and problem w/b solved.

Wrong. I got into the package and the wall and realized (which I’d have known if I’d thought about it first) that slider switches like that require separate lighting for fan and light. So…no can do. So…put that little task on hold.

Went to Chip’s and while at the Home Depot for fixit-toys for his place, I thought of my switch. Asked the section guy about it and he handed me a nice little switch gizmo that cost me a couple of dollars. Looked pretty straight forward, so I bought it and carried it across the state home with me.

Wrong part…which I realized after I’d dug into my light. I needed a four way to accommodate the light  fixture and he’d sold me (without asking, and I didn’t think to say) a three way.

Sigh. I’m now sans fan night #1. So…next day I’m out, I go to Lowes, which is much nearer to us than HD, and pick up the right piece. They have only one left on the shelves, so even tho it was obviously a returned item, I took it home with me.I should mention, this was only one small part of a bunch of errands I was running, so I got home exhausted, unloaded the car, and headed back up onto my bed (the fan is right over my bed) and once again tackled the problem.

This was a different kind of switch. Instead of leads that you twist onto the old wires and cap, you’re supposed to stick an unfolded paper clip into this tiny black hole to flex a connection spring, extract the wire from the old switch and repeat the process on the new switch. I’d already cut a couple of the wires from the old switch preparatory to putting in the original replacement, which, recall, used the twist and cap method, so I tried this extraction method on a third and discovered the wires had been soldered together. “I’m in trouble,” thought I, and oh, I was right.

I had no idea HOW right.

I tried the first wire into the “L” for light slot. The paperclip slipped in without resistance. So did the wire. Both slipped right back out with equal ease.

Doubled trouble.  The spring was broken. Hmmm…I wonder why this little item had been returned? With another trip to Lowes looming in my near future, I began to play with the other wires, trying to get them to slip into these little slots….all without overmuch luck. Mind you, I’m doing all this mostly blind as I’ve left the fan attached to the ceiling and am working overhead, while standing on the superior footing of my mattress.

Finally, I take the switch down and try the process with a spare bit of wire. Those tiny wires, no matter how tightly twisted, are just collapsing when I try to work them in past the paperclip.

Oh joy. Another night with no fan. This time, I get smart. I bring a floor fan up from the basement, so at least I get some sleep.

Have I mentioned, I was doing all this on Wednesday because I had a migraine and couldn’t work on the computer?

Lesseee…..Yesterday. We went skating, then made another trip to Lowes where I exchanged the switch (I’d called them, and indeed, there were a bunch more squirrelled away in a drawer.) impressing on them several times that I was returning this thing because it was broken and please not to restock it and get some other schmuck as confused as I’d been.  Anyway…I went to the lighting department and got my new part, then went to the attendant to get help as to why I couldn’t get the other one to work. She hadn’t a clue. So I went the the electrical department, found another service person and he hadn’t a clue either, but he went after a paperclip and scrap wire and we figured it out.

Sort of. The wire he used had much larger individual filaments, but at least I saw that it could, indeed, be done, and that I was theoretically doing everything right.

Back home to put it in. It works with a lot of futzing. I turn it on, and lights! fan! But, while I’ve been working, I really haven’t liked the way the whole contraption was wiggling against the ceiling. So…I decide, I’d better check the box. I try to shortcut and just slip the housing down…but this is the one fan I have that slipping the housing free makes the whole fan fall off.

Bombed!

Whoops. time to go skating.

TBC

One of my bestest prezzies! From OSG:

R&JNot Romeo and Juliet! I’ve had them for several years.socks A Bday gift from Carolyn.

I’m talkin’ about the socks!

heeWhen I opened them, I looked up and could swear I saw Juliet wiggle her foot invitingly. And they were a perfect fit!

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

Or do other people get lost down memory lane while working on these online puzzles?

I don’t recall it being an issue with real puzzles, but I find myself zoning out while working in the quiet confines of me bedroom/office, lost in memories sometimes directly linked to the image on the screen, sometimes only remotely invoked by something is silly as a perceived relevance in the colors of a single piece.

I just completed a picture of a seaplane above a misty Alaskan lake; it was one of those direct-memory moments.  I don’t remember exactly how old I was…I don’t tend to remember those things, my dad and…I think my sister and Roger…or was it Chip? flew up into the Cascades to go fishing on Lake Dorothy.  (Sis, help me out here, if you can remember details.) At the time, I think my dad was still the manager at Renton Aviation, though it might have been after he opened Fancher Flyways.

Anyway, I remember the oddest things.

The name of the lake, Dorothy, because one of my favorite adults in the world was Dorothy Grabner, who was, my mother maintained, my unofficial godmother. (Unofficial because Methodists didn’t really have official ones)

The little campfire we made. Not the making of it, the sitting beside it and warming up frozen feet…

The icy cold, magically appearing water of the river that flowed into the lake. It was icemelt, you see, and crystal clear. I could have sworn I was stepping onto barely dampened rocks as we clambered along the river…hence my memory of the campfire.

I don’t remember if we caught any fish. I do remember we caught the line in the rudder of the float plane…we were fishing out of the plane…and Dad edging out on the float to free it.  I remember I wanted to go, too, but he wouldn’t let me.  That lake must have been freezing, but I don’t remember anything about that. Just the beautiful green of the water, a conviction that I actually saw a fish jumping, and the mist rising from the evening lake disappearing behind the spray of water as we took off.

Good memories, as most of those invoked by the puzzles are.  It reminds me just how lucky I am. And that, I think, makes them a much better than average time-waster.

Thus, I justify my newest fetish.

frolic

As a lot of you know, yesterday was my birthday. (Mucho thanks to all those who posted their good wishes.) It was a fun day.

First…Carolyn went off to “buy some bubbly”…and got lost. Really. Got just a little wrong headed about exactly where a seldom-visited shop was, took a wrong turn, and bang! Lost! Luckily, the GPS saved her, but she was gone a very long time. I was blissfully ignorant of the excitement, because, well, it was my birthday and I don’t question mysterious absences on or around my birthday.  Besides, my sis called and we had a nice long chat, so I didn’t really think about Carolyn’s

Well, got hauled off to run some errands. It’s now the afternoon after. Ah, well…

When Carolyn got home, my prezzies began to arrive. A Christmas cactus, in a color we didn’t have, the afore-mentioned Barefoot Bubbly, and … three yellow chrysanthemums, two of which were decidedly on their last legs, and the source of her adventures. We’ve been wanting to grow some spider mums in the backyard, but haven’t been able to find any. She got online, unbeknownst to moi, and discovered you don’t buy plants, you buy cut flowers and propagate them by putting the stems of the cut flowers in sand with growth medium. Her adventures all came about because she was looking for a florist with spider mums so we could try out the technique.When she finally found herself and got to the florist, all they had was this one pretty yellow and two that were on their last legs. Not knowing that what she really wanted were those two on their last legs, they sold her the pretty one and gave her the other two!

Then, we began sorting the pieces for the 3D puzzle we’ve had sitting around for years (in fact, it moved up here with us from OKC) It’s rated extremely difficult and is over a thousand pieces. We thot we’d start it yesterday, but we just got through a basic sort before Sharon showed up for prezzie time.

That was fun. We called Lynn Abbey down in Florida and had her on speakerphone while I opened all my goodies.

Then…it was dinner time.  OSG joined us for endless shrimp at the Red Lobster. OMG.  Yummy!  Especially the cajun shrimp. They have quite a scam going with the local merchants. They generally have a really long wait at dinner time (1-2 hours) and their table-ready alert buzzers work all around the shopping area, so you can go spend money while you wait. And one of the local businesses was a killer shoe store. Sharon, Carolyn and I did not escape unscathed.

After dinner, we waddled home for the bubbly and some figure skating (the Cup of Russia short programs).

All in all, a very fun, low-key day.

Anyway…here’s the haul. Now, did I get any pictures of the people who shared the day with me or my darling cat making a mess out of the wrapping paper? Of course not.  Sigh…

Thanks again, everyone.

Just for you guys and gals.  Carolyn got me hooked, so I thought I’d just spread the guilt, er, joy around.  The core of the timewaster is JigZone.com.  It’s a really good online jigsaw puzzle site.  The specific evil is that you can upload your own photos and it will make them into puzzles.

I was unable to resist. I’ve uploaded some covers and a picture of Mondragon and one of Vanye.  I’ll be putting more up.  I’m putting a link into the Pub page for registered users only to access my puzzles page. Obviously, these are copyrighted images, so I’m keeping access to them  limited for right now.

You can choose the number and shape of pieces.  It defaults to the super easy, but my favorite so far is the 184 piece crazy-cut.

Have fun.

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

Hanneke said:

“A colleague helped me to change the lilacs-picture to 1000 pixels in png, and that seems to have helped. I then tried to change the CC-scetches to 1000 pixels wide in png, and that looked a bit better readable than in jpg, but those wouldn’t upload. Mostly when it doesn’t upload I get a warning that there are too many pixels (1200 across is too much, even if the file is quite small), but the CC2 and CC3 png-pages didn’t trigger any warning, they just made my gallery page stay blank, and then weren’t uploaded. So I’m sorry but those remain very badly readable.”

J: Actually, they’re just fine. I see what you’re saying and it’s very much what I have in mind as well. For “snapshot quality sharing” which is the goal of the plugin, the 1000 pixel size works okay. For sharing real detail work, I think the only thing you can do is take a sample selection off a more detailed image and post just that selection to give an idea.

H: “Also, about this blog-site: at the top right some things are showing not quite the way I think you intended:
- the important notice has 4 list-spots in front of it’s lines (1 at the beginning, and 1 in front of ‘Copyright’, ‘noted’ and ‘Thanks’), and those lines come down across the Blog101 an Links-items in the menu-tabs below it.
- The menu-tab ‘Your galleries’ is half-hidden behind the ‘Log in’ header.”

J: This is a cipher. I’ve tested this blog on several different computers with both Firefox and Explorer, and all show properly. (Except for the bullets. That has something to do with the php file I messed with to get the disclaimer in. It has to do with the format of the hot links that are in the same area. It was the only way I could see to get that copyright info up front and on every page, and I didn’t want to mess with what the designer had done for those hot links.) As for the “overflow”, the only way I could reproduce that on my on machine was by doing a text zoom. The images which form the borders are a fixed size and are set to work with a font of a given size. Changing the font size only will disrupt that balance. I can only assume some themes automatically scale the borders with the text size. This one doesn’t, but I still just love the look.

Oh…I should ask: What browser are you using?

H: “And a question: when I’m logged in, I have sometimes seen a list of subscribers that I can click on to view their galleries, but it doesn’t consistently show up when I’m in the ‘Your galleries’ page, and I’m wondering how I can always get to that list?”

J: The list of subscribers actually resides in “the Pub.” That’s the “subscribers only” page. You’ll notice that when you click on a person to go view their pics, that also takes you to the Pub. That’s how the plugin keeps non-subscribers from accessing subscriber information.

Health update: doing pretty well, just can’t seem to stay awake. Don’t think we’ll be growing snouts and tails any time soon. Prolly just a little bug we picked up. Thanks for the good thoughts!

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

…with my bros over in Renton.  I don’t get over there anywhere near often enough.

Whoops, just read C’s blog.  I’m supposed to tell you about the drive…which was utterly spectacular.  I’ve been telling Carolyn for years about the vine maple in the Cascades and how pretty it is in the fall, but we’ve never “hit” it at just the right time. This year, we did. Both ways. And did we take the camera? Of course not.

I’m stunned. I thought images of vine maple along Snoqualmie Pass would be all over the internet…and I can’t find any.

This will give you an idea of the color and wonderful lacy quality of the plant.

http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2363385560033814493AwGdFf

The freeway cuts through some gorgeous mountains and the edges of the evergreens is where the vine maple sets in.  All the trees are thick and healthy and it was a great year for the deciduous trees…good mix of sun and rain, so the colors are stunning, and just froth out from the deep deep green of the firs and hemlocks.  Vine maple is a small leafed midsized maple with lacy, contorted branches.  It turns yellow to a deep, maroon-red, with a pink tone inbetween.  It was truly stunning…and I have a feeling I’m going to be chasing a picture of what we saw for several years to come.

Chip got a new home, sold his big investment home and settled very comfortably into a smaller place. Still plenty of room for visitors and Ysabel and Efanor settled in quickly, with not even a token disappearance on E’s part.

We helped unload boxes and some did some organizational stuff for him, but the funnest thing I did was put an icemaker in his freezer.  It was a new challenge.  Not too difficult except figuring out how to get the filter inline without another trip to the hardware store.  Another case of making do with what was available.  Fortunately, I had enough extra hose from the icemaker kit to construct the necessary connection line.  All the work we’ve done on the fishtank and pond definitely comes in handy!

Have found a nice new channel on TV.  Universal Sports.  Lots of different sports coverage, minimal commercials. So far, we’ve watched Rhythmic gymnastics worlds, Trophy Lalique figure skating and now the artistic gymnastics worlds.  So far, I haven’t seen dressage listed, but I have hopes.  They call themselves “the athletes network” whatever that means.

Not feeling too swift today.  Loading up on Emergen-C and zinc tabs.  Hopefully that’ll stave whatever it is off, but right now, I feel like I could sleep for a week.

Hope everyone’s doing well out there!

For those of you who thought pronunciation was important…

Carolyn started reading the new Bren book to me today…and she’s changed the say SHE pronounces a bunch of the names.  When she read me the last book, she pronounced Machigi, Mah-CHEE-gee. Now, suddenly, she saying MAH-chi-ghi.  Go figure. Oh, and Najida has gone from NAH-jhi-dah to nah-JHI-dah.  Hmph.

So…bottom line, just pronounce things the way that sounds good to you. There isn’t really a right and a wrong.

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

Sheesh…I know I’m a slow reader, but this is ridiculous. Just had a bunch of things interfere. But almost done now, and it is such a treat. Sasha and Pyetr are so cute!

It’s a bit tedious…I’m going through and cleaning up all the html junque WYSIWYG programs put in. I’m not sure how Namo is creating these smart quotes. They just show up as angled quotes in the html panel.  I hope they work when we take the file into other formats. If not, I s/b able to do a search and replace with the decimal numeric codes fairly quickly.

We’ve pretty much decided not to justify the right side of the text. Since this will be “flowable”, right justified text on the smaller screens might be pretty unpleasantly spaced. It won’t look as “published book” I suppose, but I think it s/b more universally attractive and readable.

Skating went well today. Got to see OSG, which is always nice. She’s looking strong. I think her workouts are really paying off.

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

And oh, it felt good. Painful, but good. My feet aren’t used to the boots and have been spreading out all summer. They’ll adapt soon enough. Balance was a bit shaky at first, but got much better just in time to come off the ice! The ankle did fine, and I think my legs are actually stronger than they were at the beginning of the summer. (Couldn’t have anything to do with lifting rock and hauling dirt all summer. Naw.)

Carolyn tootled around much more competently than I did. I was impressed. I didn’t do much more than slalom around the rink a few times and then go back and forth swinging along the edge, letting my feet get “smart” again. All the fine balance of skating is done by your feet long before your brain gets involved, and when I’ve been off for a while, the toes get pretty darned stupid! :D

Time to get to work, now.