tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33100860185341028022024-02-06T22:29:53.115-05:00Dad not DeployedAn account of home life while my wife is away.Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-19844922282858484432019-12-06T08:58:00.003-05:002019-12-11T06:43:28.654-05:00Arrival day in Afghanistan<br />
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her stay in Kuwait, it was time to move on to Afghanistan. She has what amounts
to a small apartment. They look like re-purposed shipping containers. A small
bathroom, a bed, and your own little heating and cooling unit. Rather nice for
Army accommodations, considering we were both Air Force and used to a certain
standard of living.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">(Sorry, no pics for security reasons.)</span></div>
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<br />Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-46819809801285435262019-12-03T08:46:00.000-05:002019-12-06T08:56:03.473-05:00Kuwait<div class="MsoNormal">
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I have been able to chat with Christine using Snapchat when she has WiFi. We suspended her normal cell account since
using a Verizon phone in the Middle East costs 100 bucks a nanosecond. Texts
are only 50 bucks each so it is a little cheaper. Snapchat is fun since the
chats disappear after you read them. This way I have a built in excuse, I never
saw <i>that</i> text. Please keep Chris in
your prayers as she is forced to hobnob with celebrities and see shows. The
struggle is real.</span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3310086018534102802" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3310086018534102802" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">It has been in the low 30’s here. Chris is a bit
chilly in Kuwait. She is struggling with the 70 degree temps. Sunny and warm,
the things she is able to suffer through.</span>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-30001170565460263232019-12-02T12:04:00.002-05:002019-12-02T12:04:44.496-05:00Thanksgiving<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">So after my Thanksgiving feast (Thanks to the Woods’ for hosting)
I drove home lickety split to make sure Sam could go to work on Black Friday.
She is afflicted with a work ethic. I on the other hand got to stay home and do
laundry, tidy up the house and come up with a shopping list for Saturday. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">Sam was able to go to Ford Field and watch her High School team
play in the finals. I was lucky enough to go grocery shopping and take the dog
to the groomers. Abby loves to go places in the car but as soon as she figured
out that she was being washed she wanted to go for another ride. A few hours
later and she was no longer stinky, got her nails done, and had a pretty
bandanna to wear.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">Christine and I were able to Snapchat back and forth a bit. She
was killing me with football spoilers. I had DVR’ed the game and was waiting to
pick up Abby before I sat down to watch UofM get spanked by OSU. 56 to 27 is a
pretty good spanking.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
<br />Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-4463914981320521442019-11-23T10:49:00.000-05:002019-12-01T10:51:51.074-05:00Sad and Judgy <br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">Before anyone gets all sad that Christine is deploying to a war
zone and must be far away from her family, blah blah blah, she starts out her deployment
with a girl’s week in El Paso, Texas. I know, right now your saying “How could
you let her go to El Paso unsupervised!” “Don’t you know what kind of shenanigans
middle aged people get into in El Paso?” “I’ll bet right now she is at a Margareta
bar trying to figure out how many she can have while still maintaining her ability
to order another one!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">I get it but she is an adult and her friend Jodi is there to talk
her into only having one more. And, Jodi’s daughter Megan is there to drive
them both to the next bar. So, don’t worry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;">Also, Chris will be doing Army training to prepare for the
upcoming deployment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-19415627225316401852019-11-21T10:36:00.000-05:002019-12-01T10:50:07.747-05:00Here we go again...<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 18pt;">Ten years later my wife is heading back to the wonderful world of the deployed Army
Corps of Engineers in Afghanistan. So, I decided to dust off the old blog
and have at it again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">Some things have changed which
should make things easier but who knows. I am about to find out. Since
Jason is now a Marine and Sam can drive, I am hoping it will be smoother on the
home front. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-22253752378454360352012-07-21T13:59:00.001-04:002012-07-21T13:59:41.919-04:00The End<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Fast forward
to July 21<sup>st</sup>. I know, I know
I am a crappy blogger. I believe that
has been well established. I will be
shutting down this blog soon as Christine is now safely home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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his series on the winning side. They
were 12 and 3. Not bad for the little
guys. He is going to summer camp at
Schoolcraft College and is getting ready to go to sleep away camp next week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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still cute as hell and is doing well. She is getting ready for cheer in the fall.
Sam is also going to summer camps at Schoolcraft College and getting ready to
go to sleep away camp next week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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home and somewhat back to normal. After
her initial clean and purge of our house she is settling in to a routine of
getting up at 4 in the morning and supporting the folks overseas from home. Since she is home we have a bit of
flexability with our schedules.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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on Facebook. (Me more than her) So you can look for future updates there.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thanks for
looking and reading about our goofy life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-55034722035452308292012-05-16T20:43:00.000-04:002012-05-19T20:44:24.297-04:00Baseball<br />
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baseball team is doing very well. They
are 3 and 1 and sitting towards the top of the standings. It is great to see how well they are coming
together.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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something else. He really enjoys it and
is getting better as we go.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-57743059313772279692012-05-02T19:41:00.000-04:002012-05-12T19:42:05.331-04:00Quotes<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I took
Wednesday off since we had a Union day or something at school. The kids had off and I didn’t feel like going
in for a half day. Since I had a rare
day off Chris decided to have me meet two concrete guys and get a quote to
replace the driveway and do some other work.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The driveway
quotes were uneventful but eye opening.
Cement is not cheap. We need it
done but maybe we will budget it in for the future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Of course Jason
has baseball practice the night I have the yearly cheer meeting. Luckily he was practicing near the house so I
could run over to the meeting and still beat him home. The meeting was almost the same as last
year. I just found out that cheer camp
is during the day when we are working. Evidently
it was coordinated by house-fraus forgot that folks work. Oh well, we will see what can be done *sigh*.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-41292262113447625062012-04-29T19:57:00.000-04:002012-08-24T21:44:06.163-04:00Done<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Finally. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that has been haunting me is finally done.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I do have pics. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-28069967217193160722012-04-27T19:29:00.000-04:002012-05-12T19:37:53.960-04:00My horn, its a tootin!<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Sam helped
pick out the shower head. Then when I went to put it on it did not
fit. The arm wouldn’t let it. So I swapped the downstairs one with
the new one. I cleaned it up and Viola! Problem solved.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This is what
I do instead of goofing off at random Toby Keith concerts. (USO, Kandahar, etc.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-71173899295051366372012-04-25T19:20:00.000-04:002012-05-12T19:21:23.771-04:00Typical Wednesday<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Things are
pretty quiet at the moment. I know it
will explode at any moment but such is life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We have
Musicfest at Churchill High School for Jason on Wednesday. He brought home a paper on Tuesday that said
no jeans. I thought he could wear the
suit pants he wore to my dad’s funeral.
Wrong! They wouldn’t even button
and they hiked up to his knee! Darn kids
keep growing. I raced to Target and got
him some pants and a belt. I am sure it
already doesn’t fit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He was one
of 6 schools represented and the youngest group. It turned out to be a really cool
evening. The music was pretty good and I
got to see Jason play. He looked
confident. When they had to clear the
gym for the last performance he was a whirlwind of help. He assisted everyone moving stuff out of the
way. Good to see in his non-home
setting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The last
group was the marching band and flag corps.
I thought of Christine when the flag people started their routine. Towards the end one of the band members ran
around the front of everyone, took off his jacket, grabbed the sign and flowers
he had hidden and asked one of the flag girls to the prom. Very cool.
It was a neat performance. They
looked like they enjoyed themselves.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-40817892022696166962012-04-23T19:14:00.000-04:002012-05-12T19:15:11.223-04:00Venting<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">I
know I probably shouldn’t but I need to vent. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">Sam
just yelled at me because I won’t buy her any pants. I don’t want her
wearing long black pants to bed because I know she will wear them to
school. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">“You
won’t buy me any jammie pants! You are always mean to me.” I had to
stop her and let her know she was wrong. I most likely didn’t approach it
right, but I am me and I like me. I explained sternly, no yelling, that I
have been trying for a couple of months to buy her clothes and she said
no. She told me very matter-of-factly no. I explained that I have
looked for clothes for her in several different stores and she does not want
them due to all of the pants she has. I have been throwing out the ones
with holes. Eventually we are going to have to go shopping as most of her
pants have a hole.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">For
one so small, she can push all of my buttons.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">Enough
about me how was your day?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-84872712059119225832012-04-21T20:00:00.000-04:002012-04-21T20:23:32.955-04:00Sam's Birthday Party<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So today was
Sam’s birthday party. I ended up with 7
girls and 2 boys at Zap Zone. It almost
didn’t happen. I left the house at 11:00
am to pick up Sam and Jason’s friend and swing by the bank. I went to Sam’s friend’s house. She was heading to our house. I went home.
No one there. Sam calls her and
she is at home. We go back to Sam’s friend’s
house. On my way to Jason’s friends
house I realize we do not have Sam’s cake.
Back to my house. Off to Jason’s
friend’s house. Bank is on the way so I
swing through there first. After he gets
in the van I realize the 2 minutes I have left is not going to be enough to get
me to Zap Zone on time. I call to let
them know and all is well. I will jump
on the freeway and I will be there in no time. No such luck.
Of course the freeway is being worked on. When is it not. (That is a whole other rant!) I pull a movie maneuver and swing off the
freeway on to surface streets. Now I am
going to be really late. Sure enough, my
11:45 party is now a 12 party. The Dad’s
that were there all looked at me and said “275 is a bitch huh?” The mom that dropped off just looked at me
funny. None of the kids seemed to give a
damn. So our first game came up quick
and the girls loved it. No women in
combat! I need to get a bunch of
generals into Zap Zone. Those girls are
nuts!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We ate and
went right back in. I got swarmed by
little girls. They are vicious. I smoked Jason though. He kept trying to hide from me and then
ambush me. Didn’t work well for
him. He He. After the girls ran around and played
games. We opened gifts and Sam seemed to
love everything. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had told
Jason he could have his friend sleep over.
I was relucticent to let Sam have a sleep over on the same night but by
7 pm since they were playing nice so I told her if she wanted to have a sleep
over she could. It must have been
because I had just eaten or was distracted.
What was I thinking? Now I have
2 9 year old girls, 2 11 year old boys and 2 dogs. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Holy cow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Two kids was
definitely the right choice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-32807096585142867892012-04-14T16:58:00.002-04:002012-04-14T17:05:45.728-04:00Home show people lied to me.<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Saturday started out with a fun coughing fit. I hate colds.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I need to grout today so I can seal the grout Tuesday. I want to place the fixtures next weekend. If the timing works out the sink and stand will be here by then. Sam wants me to take her back to Walmart to see if those shoes came in. I want to veg in front of the computer until the coughing is under control. Grouting won. I uber-medicated and feel much better now. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I have never grouted or done tile work of any kind. It has been two decades since I did any cement work so all of this is new to me. I had to figure out how to mix the stuff in a 5 gallon pail. The drill mixer I picked up was useless. It splashed the stuff all over my pants and shoes but mixed almost nothing. I used a garden trowel and a big paint stirrer stick and viola! It was mixed. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Trying to grout a wall is much tougher than it looks on TV. Sam said I was doing a good job. I asked her how she could tell. She said I was doing it like the people on the home shows. That was very nice of her but home show quality it was not. I think as much dropped on the plastic as got on the wall. As luck would have it I only needed one bag of grout. I was able to get the wall and floor done in roughly an hour. Fewer grout lines, the only good part of using huge tiles.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I ended up taking a shower and running the kids back to Walmart. Sam found her size and decided she didn’t like how the felt on her ankle so we didn’t get her shoes. We did mini-grocery shopping and went home.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I just finished washing the tiles and walls. Hopefully I was able to clean off all of the left over grout. It is not as easy to clean up once it starts to set.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I am not going to look for shoes for Sam tomorrow.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-63818643680083316582012-04-13T16:00:00.000-04:002012-04-14T16:40:45.630-04:00Laundry, Tiling, shopping oh my!<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So I took Friday off as it was the last day of the kid’s spring break. I went to Walmart to get the kids and myself some shoes. Jason and I got a pair but Sam liked the shoes that did not have her size. Of course. Sam asked the worker if they had any in back. She looked it up and said they would probably get them Saturday in different sizes. So we went to Target to look and didn’t find any there either. We picked up some milk and headed home. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I needed to put the trim tiles up in the bathroom. I am battling a fun head cold so I medicated up and dove into the bathroom. The little tiles along the wall went up fairly easy. I used painters tape to keep them from sliding and the little pluses to keep the proper space. I figure if I give them until Saturday to set then I can grout. Oh boy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I started doing laundry and realized that many of Samantha’s pants have holes in the legs in various places. I told Sam we could get new ones and she told me no because, “these are so comfortable!” She flat refused to go and buy new pants. She told me her clothes are fine and she didn’t want to get any new ones. Man, if only I could get that attitude to stick around.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt;">The brake job was pretty straight forward and a short time later I was setting up to get my floor finished. I was hoping it would be the last time for a while I need to set up the tile saw. I got my last two tiles cut to size and then I marked the circle I needed cut out. It was mostly a half circle out of both of them. I grabbed the blade I just picked up and set to work. I might as well have been cutting with wet spaghetti. Off to Lowe’s I go. I needed a diamond blade for porcelain tiles, not a carbide blade. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt;">On the up side the floor is done. With the tile work behind me, grouting the tiles is next. Something to look forward to.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The toilet flange. Those two circle cuts took 3 hours of my life.</td></tr>
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</span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-78390247896404297852012-04-07T20:00:00.000-04:002012-04-08T20:12:57.713-04:00Saturday<div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">I was working on the bathroom Saturday morning. I didn’t like the threshold I had. It looked awesome and had cool color variations but it was natural stone and it had natural stone imperfections. I didn’t figure this would fly with Christine so I went to the tile store and Sam helped me pick out a better one. Got it home, cut it, dry fit it in place and it looked really good. I put a floor tile down and they looked good together. I had Jason help me get the toilet flange in place. Since the floor is going in I am not worried about breaking the flange. Jason came in the bathroom to help/watch me glue the PVC together and he stepped on the threshold. Since it was not glued in place it snapped right down the center. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">I did not yell at him. I wanted to. I should have picked them up. I knew it was fragile until it was installed and I told Jay not to step on it, but I should have moved it. So I took Sam and Sofia back to the tile shop and picked up another one. It is installed now. The floor is not as easy as I thought it would be. You can’t step on the tiles so I got almost the entire floor done. 4 whole tiles and 3 cut tiles. The last two need to be cut and then have holes cut for the toilet flange.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">That is tomorrow’s project after grocery shopping.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-42790541609260971382012-03-26T20:30:00.000-04:002012-04-02T20:30:56.222-04:00Work stuff<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So in the continuing saga of a giant work remodel, we shut off power to the building on Saturday. Not just a little power or sections of the building but all of it. It was scheduled to be off for 10 hours.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I came in at 5 in the morning to power down my equipment so the power spikes as it came on wouldn’t ruin it. Detroit Power and Light already puts out crappy power so the last thing I needed was spikes taking out my servers. The switchboard folks had to stay there.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Nothing like a high rise with limited power (Elevator and emergency lights), no AC, and a phone system powered by back up batteries to entertain a person.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I received a call around 9 am saying power was back.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">This seemed fishy so after a couple of other calls I discovered it was partial power.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Around 5 pm I received official notification that power was back on.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">It took 45 minutes to properly shut everything down.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I spent 3 hours trying to coax my servers back to life.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I was not a happy camper.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In the end all is well. I just hope it doesn’t need to happen again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-26990844698349202942012-03-20T20:00:00.000-04:002012-04-02T20:22:07.837-04:00Wow!<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Holy cow. I didn’t think one person could be so busy at work.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I probably shouldn’t say that for fear my boss might read this but hey, it’s true. We moved the folks from one floor to another temporally while we are undergoing renovations. We were able to do it with a minimum of down time and no disruption to any of our services. We spent months prepping for this but it paid off. I spent a weekend at work getting all the phone extensions punched down to the new floor. I brought Sam with me and she absolutely loved it. She was my funny little helper. She also did crafts, drew pictures, played on the internet, read a little, and played on Chris’ phone. When we went to the new floor I need to install lots of patch cords. They were individually wrapped. Since I had to open lots of bags Sam gave me a hand. She sat on the floor and opened all the cords and took off all the twist-ties. She would hand them to me and I would install them. It was perfect. I finished that part of it quicker since I was able to dodge those pesky child labor laws.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought Monday would bring one or two items of interest, not a whole freakin’ day! I ended up hiding on Tuesday just to catch up on everything else. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">No going back now. Sam liked it so I have one vote of confidence.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">I tried to vacuum the living room and wasn’t having any luck. I took the vacuum apart and removed as much dog hair as I could. It turns out Pine needles and dog hair is fatal to a vacuum. (Or so I thought.) I could not get it to start. I tried different plugs and even took it back apart but to no avail. So I went to Target and picked up a new vacuum. Jason who was reading and oblivious to my rantings while working on the vacuum, asked me what was wrong with the old one. I plugged it in and told him it didn’t work. Then I turned it on to show him it didn’t work and the damn thing roared to life. Now I have a new vacuum for upstairs and I will use the other one in the basement and finally let the old one die. It wants to, I just wouldn’t let it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Saturday morning I went to Home Depot and rented a tile cutter. I wanted to get the tile in the bathroom done. That ended up being a bigger headache then I thought. I should start by saying I have no idea what I am doing. I have seen tile work done on the home shows. That is the extent of my training and familiarity with tile work. I knew enough from reading to understand I would need time and patience. Neither of which I am very blessed with. Halfway through the wall I realized the tile cutter wasn’t going to cut it. It had an arm that would not let me use the guide on 12 x 24 inch tiles. I ended up buying a wet saw that looked more like a table saw. I should have done that from the beginning. Cutting tile to fit around the window was a special trip into hell. A simple “L” shape shouldn’t be that hard. It is with Porcelain tile. I should also point out that Saturday might have hit a high of 40 degrees. It was also windy. As I worked the various angles trying to fit around my rental saw I slowly realized my hands were numb. <o:p></o:p></span></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">This ate a couple of hours off of work time. Plus I had to stop to run Jason to his friend’s house at 2pm so they could work on a school project. Luckily they dropped him off later. Today was almost 70 degrees. No more hyperthermia and frostbitten fingers! I only got the second wall done. I have the wall with the showerhead and faucet left. I am dreading cutting holes in the pieces of tile. I am guessing that will not be easy. I also ran out of adhesive. Instead of mixing the thin-set, the kind folks at Home Depot recommended a premixed adhesive. This stuff was ultra sticky which helped with sag. Plus it dries waterproof. I picked up two gallons thinking that would do it. I didn’t think I would use the economical 3 gallon bucket. I am out and will be buying my third gallon.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHI1dyKyMuGErXeXXwR_yUh19E2gnyPWna1pNwDXjU8Ik0KLCMqYb7DSa7ZmOFAmrWJIkgMnws5T_xTuiTDAsQtAqa5ib-9XWKxuX_WSytWkvyhmbHttB3wVpLhmBPw1esBX8711A9cVP/s1600/DSCF9957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHI1dyKyMuGErXeXXwR_yUh19E2gnyPWna1pNwDXjU8Ik0KLCMqYb7DSa7ZmOFAmrWJIkgMnws5T_xTuiTDAsQtAqa5ib-9XWKxuX_WSytWkvyhmbHttB3wVpLhmBPw1esBX8711A9cVP/s320/DSCF9957.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">When we redo the basement I see solid surface in our future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-42427536976499708122012-03-09T08:13:00.001-05:002012-03-09T08:13:49.914-05:00Friday<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Upkeep on this blog is more difficult than I initially thought. It has been a rough couple of weeks at work and I have not been in much of a writing frame of mind. It would be fun to tell you all what I was doing but then as the old clichéd phrase goes “If I told you then I’d have to …” Well you know how it goes.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lindsey took the week off for spring break. She is off having fun and I am here typing on my blog. Smart girl. Not being at work by 6:30 is weird and very unsettling. I do not like having this much time in the morning. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The kids are doing well. Sam’s friends all live in different neighborhoods. This is problematic when I am trying to get a bathroom installed. I find myself running errands or kids instead of working on the bathroom. That and the tile work has me a bit worried.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Jason is working on class projects with friends. They have to get together to get it done. More driving. He is so funny there is a girl in his group and they have been chatting on the phone about it. Not sure if I should start picking on him now about it or wait until Jr. High. There will be picking on. Do not feel bad, this is the way of the world. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I must find the naked baby pictures.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-47080485628803180922012-02-20T17:00:00.000-05:002012-02-21T13:02:56.779-05:00Kids<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I took Friday off in an attempt to get some things done that I just couldn’t seem to get to. I went to Home Depot to pick up paint and supplies to get working on the bathroom. I am in line when I get a call from Jason’s school. He is calling to let me know he fell in gym and he hurt his arm. The school wanted me to come get him. This was at 11:30 in the morning. 3 hours into my get stuff done day and I am heading to the school. When I got there Jason was holding his arm. I asked him what happened and he told me he tried to get the ball in basketball. The other kid moved and Jason went to the ground. The gym teacher thought he may have broken it. I told him to rub some dirt on it and go back to class. For a second I thought he was going to. I told him I would sign him out for the day. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Off to the hospital we go. The ER ended up splinting him with a follow up with the Orthopedist. They couldn’t be sure he didn’t break anything. Yeah me. It didn’t stop him from running around all weekend though.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On the up side I got the bathroom and hall painted. Looks good too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Mike Weisenbergerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051053622198698853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310086018534102802.post-69909804481769390582012-02-14T17:00:00.000-05:002012-02-21T12:53:06.547-05:00Dogs<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">The dogs were getting pretty ripe. On top of that they need their nails cut. That was a fun day.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">I took Abby and Candy to PetSmart for nail trimmings. Candy is fine with it. Abby needs a muzzle. She tried to bite a lady at PetSmart so I warn them ahead of time. Even with the muzzle she makes it very tough on the poor girls that are doing the trimming. This time I had them ground as opposed to cut. It was a buck more but they are shorter and smoother. After their nails were done it was off to Shampooch!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">Shampooch is a self serve wash your dog place. It sounds goofy but it is so much easier than the tub. (not just because I do not yet have a working tub) They supply everything. They even have high speed blow dryers. The Tubs are standing height with a small leash to keep the dog in the tub. There is a sprayer on a long hose in the tub so it is much easier than being hunched over a normal bathtub. This was a handy thing since it was below freezing that day. Again Candy seemed ok with it, Abby not so much. Not sure why but Abby is afraid of being cleaned. She tries to bunch up in the corner and you are constantly moving her back to the middle to wash, rinse and repeat. In the end it was worth it as they now smelled like clean wet dogs.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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