
Our Clean House 8
Originally uploaded by Binky's Photos
Our hero, a late 30s-something dad of two tries to remember those things he wishes he'd said.
April has so far been a busy but wonderful month. Last weekend we drove about four hours on Saturday to see my aunt before she moves to Ontario to live. At 93 years-old every visit with her is something very special. She’s my Dad’s older sister and has served as a de facto grandmother for his side of the family. Happily she’s lived the last seven years with her daughter and is going up to live with her son “because if I’m there for seven years, I’ll be 100!”
Last Saturday night held a delicious and meaningful dinner with cousins and their spouses, some whom I hadn’t seen in 15 years. It was great.
The next day (Sunday) we spent the day with Super Mom’s youngest brother, his wife, and their too cute to actually be real daughter- our one and only first cousin! She is the beautiful child who makes me Uncle Binky.
The only down side is that we over-estimated the feasibility of five of us stuffed into my dad’s Saturn Aura sedan. Oh well… Live and learn (easy for me to say- I wasn’t in the back seat!).
B.

Its been three months since my mom passed away. One of the consequences of someone dying unexpectedly is that special possessions aren’t given to loved ones, or even given much thought. Ten years ago when my grandmother (mom’s mom) passed away, she had already put names on the back of many of her favourite things. Seeing her do that or at least knowing she had been assigning her possessions to that family was at the same time upsetting and comforting. When she was gone, we appreciated that much more.
With dad surviving mom, there is no rush to give things away or dispose of what we can’t give away. That said, my dad is intent upon purging the house. He’s not doing it in an unreasonable way- but is a reminder of how deeply her loss must have hit his own sense of mortality.
So, anyway, one of the things of my mom’s that I really wanted to have was her typewriter. Its a manual Brother Portable and my guess is that she bought it at some point between 1965 and 1970.
Here it is (now at our house):



So, I’m trying to study for a job interview… I can’t believe I used to study full-time. Even to someone whose job involves a lot of assessment and reflection, that seems strange… and a long time ago.
B.
I did it! A few months ago, I bought a used first generation iPod Nano on E-Bay for a a grand total of 10 bucks + about 15 bucks shipping. As advertised, it came with the older model Apple ear buds (which I prefer to the newer ones), a USB cord, a wall charger and a case. Its overall condition was great with no scratches on the screen at all. Unfortunately, the battery would hold a charge for only about two-three hours.
Not wanting to shy away from a challenge, I bought a replacement battery for $5 (including shipping and handling). I borrowed a soldering iron from my dad and proceeded to replace the old worn battery. The pictures tell the story:
Yep, it works and holds a much better charge.
B.




That's rain in the air.
On the 29th we returned from a wonderful (almost) week spend at Walt Disney World. As you can imagine this was a both a great year and a difficult year to be “away” for Christmas. Great because its been such a difficult time and difficult because it was my Dad’s first Christmas without Mom since the late 1960’s. He went to his sister’s home, about a four hour drive from here.
We had such a wonderful time, I’m not sure I can accurately describe it. When you travel with people you love and who love you so very much back, its hard not to have a pretty great time. I’ll let some pictures help with the story from here.
B.