Garage Doors, Finally

The garage doors are finally installed. 2 installers were over during the rain on Saturday, 11 March 2006. (So much for guaranteed 10 day install!). It took them about 4 hours to install the 2 doors.
Meanwhile,
we worked under the house. And
Lucy ate some hotdogs with ketchup for lunch.

Our First Real Field Trip!

Well, sure we’ve gone to the zoo and the like, but we did something really cool this time! Max and I (Lucy being cared for my sister Kelly) went to see a play in Thousand Oaks – “Watt is Electricity.” Now of course my five-year-old didn’t understand everything, but he was interested and entertained. It was a one man show of a ‘science guy’ who had big machines on stage that made various forms of electricity. We had a super time at the show, and getting our muffin and (my) coffee at the neat new shopping area next to the theatre complex. We ended our fun time with a trip by Daddy’s work and a quick bite to eat. I really am enjoying this homeschooley thing – praise God. 🙂

I love cruise control

I have been daily commuting from Carpinteria to the south end of Camarillo for nearly 3.5 years.

My Commute During
that time I have gone to work as early as 6 am and as late as 11 am for various reasons.
The stretch between Carpinteria and Ventura is mostly empty, so I use cruise control
every day. Today, as usual, I set cruise control to 72 mph as soon as I got on the
freeway and began my daily ritual of shaving my face and head while listening to an
audiobook (currently I am 15+ hours into a 26+ hour book, How
Few Remain
by Harry
Turtledove
— I love that I can download books from the local library, but I digress ). I usually get to Ventura or Oxnard and then turn off the cruise control for the rest of the trip.

Although I noticed that traffic was not heavy this morning, I didn’t notice that traffic was significantly lighter than usual. At the Carmen exit, which is in the middle of Camarillo, I noticed I still had the cruise control on. Amazing! I was able to go all the way to my exit at Santa Rosa Road on cruise control.

Our Daughter, the Potty Mouth

Oh my – Lucy says ‘truck’, ‘duck’ and ‘frog’ – but you guessed it, it sounds just like the F- word. I’m just really hoping she doesn’t belt it out in the store or something. 🙂

359 miles

359 miles is the number of miles that I can drive on a single tank of gas in my Honda. My tripometer reading this morning was 359.4 miles. Can you guess where I was sitting? If you guessed on the shoulder of the Telephone on-ramp of 101 South in Ventura, you would get a prize.
What communications device was missing from my pocket where normally lives? If you guessed my cell phone, you get a prize. I had left it at work the night before. I almost never take it out of my pocket, but it was bugging me on Monday.

I knew I was pushing the edge of the range of my car this morning, but I thought the little dashboard light would come on. It didn’t.

As I was walking down the on-ramp headed to get a gas can from the not-so-near nearest gas station, a CalTrans driver stopped and asked what was wrong. I told him that I was getting a gascan. He said he had some gas and would put some in my car so I could get to the next gas station. He was very professional and courteous and refrained from laughing at me (at least to my face).

I got his name thinking that I could call and commend him, but after 4 different transfers to get to the Ventura office of CalTrans, the operator told me that they didn’t have anyone by that name.

I submitted a webform, but that was pretty generic and goes to Sacramento.

My co-workers had a hearty chuckle when I told them the story. Now I know that I need to get gas when the tripometer rolls to 355. (I want to allow a little cushion.)