His and Hers Phones



Pair of Phones

13 March 2011

Yesterday, as we stopped for gas on the way home from the faire site, I glanced over at the center console of my truck and noticed the almost mirror images of our phones as they lay there, reflecting the 7-Eleven building in their dark screens.

It’s not an awesome photo, it just seemed like a fun capture. And, now, I am taking advantage of having a spare photo, and using it to be able to say I’m completely current with my KRuMB posts, again!

So there, March snowball! Take that! ;-)

~MB




Barrels of Fun



Barrels

12 March 2011

We spent the day at the Scarborough Renaissance Festival site, cleaning, maintenancing and readying our booths for the upcoming faire season. Remember that March snowball rolling downhill? If we don’t do this now, it’ll be April before we know it, and faire is upon us. So, off to faire we went this morning, only to drag our butts home ten hours later—dirty, sore, and exhausted.

We owe a huge debt of gratitude to those who came out and helped us today—friends and chosen family—generous, talented, wonderful people who helped us clean and move furniture and a million other things. Curtis and daughter Rebecca, and later the rest of the family as well! Whatever would we do without them?  Kat and Jeff, who worked hard for me on the Pendragon Costumes side of the lane.   Marcus, our manager, and Jordan, his son—an awesome father and son team.   Mike and Frank who not only cleaned and schlepped and hauled, but who replaced my broken back door. Rod, whom I adore and I think would do just about anything we asked. Steve, who did such a beautiful job on the garden-building! (We sent him and Curtis to Home Depot and they procured everything we needed to have a successful work day. And with my birthday Home Depot money I got “rocks” and they look awesome! LOL) Dwayne, whose decorating touch makes the East Wind Games booth a real thing of beauty. And, Laura, who was perfect in her efforts to make our living space habitable after ten months of un-use.

The end result of the day, is two clean booths, ready for product set-up, a new door, a new garden, a new floor plan at East Wind Games, a bunch of sore muscles and two much-emptier beer coolers! ;-)   Okay, not all fun, perhaps, but satisfying.

As we drove off site, this collection of trash cans awaiting the day the site crew will deliver them to their work zones, caught my eye. I kind of like the repetitious patterns and shapes.

28 Days ’til opening!

~MB




Mr. Timothy



Mr. Timothy

11 March 2011

Mr. Timothy
is the book I finished most recently.  Bought for me by my husband, as a gift, its subject matter and plot are not really within my usual realms of interest.  It’s really quite the thriller—a murder mystery, edge of your seat sort of story.  I rarely choose to read (or watch movies, for that matter) about violence that occurs in a fictional setting.  Some fantasies, like JRR Tolkein’s works are notable exceptions, but for the most part, if it’s not history … stories that are factual, not fictional … I don’t want the violence in my life.  I prefer to read about people, places, things and ideas, that I can learn from in some way.  But, Kyle had his reasons for thinking I might enjoy this one.

Author Louis Bayardhas painstakingly brought to life Victorian London—and not just that.  He’s done it in the style of Charles Dickens and he has given us Dickens’ own Tiny Tim as his main character.  As the title implies, the beloved child from A Christmas Carol, Tim, is now all grown up. And, as imagination would have it, he carries the baggage of a child born into poverty and suddenly thrust into the middle class, in a world and a time when who you were was all about your “station.”   In the course of this creative novel, Timothy explores the resentment he feels toward a father who loved him too much and has just died and an “uncle” who loved him for reasons he never understood and of which he now wishes to be free.   He walks the streets of Dickens’ London— a picture painted for the reader as clearly as if written by Dickens himself.   He meets along the way, colorful characters who could easily have walked off the pages of Oliver Twist or even the largely autobiographical David Copperfield.  And, in the process, he evolves from a self-absorbed, angry young man into one who willingly risks his own life for those of others.  He doesn’t start out as much of a hero, but by the end of the book, he certainly becomes one.

My reaction after my first bedtime reading session with Mr. Timothy, was that although it was interesting, I did not know if I’d stick with it, or not!  I love Charles Dickens—he’s among my favourite authors.  But, it’s been quite some time since I read any of his works, and reading his style, complete with rambling sentences and gritty settings, seemed so odd when I knew it wasn’t his own.  Louis Bayard has truly channeled Dickens.   And, frankly, I wasn’t sure I wanted to work that hard!

But, a second night of reading soon made me realize how rich and well-rounded was the world being created for me in these pages.  And, not just the places, but the people!  I’ve been reading things lately, that have been strong on the story-telling, but not so deep in the characterizations.  Here, in the style of what is arguably Dickens’ greatest strength—fully-developed characters compelling the reader onward—Bayard has created characters so complex and so engaging that instead of giving up on this book, I now found myself fighting to put it down and get enough sleep!  Add to that, the occasional nods to Dickens’ own places in the recycling of place names and locations  from various of his books, and I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough.

Although the pages sometimes presented me with descriptions and therefore visualizations of horrible events, and the genre of mystery/thriller is not my first choice, I found myself so caught up and drawn into the story and the lives of these characters, that I rushed to finish this book, and learn what would become of them.  My final night of reading lasted far longer than intended, because I simply couldn’t stop reading before I reached the end.

I believe that if handed a copy of Mr. Timothy, Dickens himself, would be honoured and proud, and completely swept up in this world of fog and intrigue and plot twists.

The book is published with wonderful addenda including an interview with the author, some facts about Dickens and A Christmas Carol, and a brief study guide.

Louis Bayard has apparently already begun his next novel—the Pale Blue Eye, where Edgar Allen Poe will be our main character and mystery solver.  I can hardly wait!

First sentence:  Not so tiny any more, that’s a fact.

~MB




Cormac’s Head



Cormac's Head

10 March 2011

During these long workdays in March, I like to take the dogs with me when I have to run errands and such, since I have far too few minutes in each day to spend with them, taking walks or paying frisbee. At least outings in the truck give them something to do, some discipline to follow and a change of scenery.

So, today, when I drove to Fort Worth to pick up Stephen and his mom from his super-early-in-the-morning doctor’s appointment, I piled the pups into the back of the truck for the trip. At one point, I looked in my rear-view mirror to see the cutest furry head, with ears erect and eyes bright. When I pointed my camera at him, his ears drooped a bit, but he’s still cute.

~MB




Spring Green



Spring Green

9 March 2011

We are finally having what I would call normal Texas spring weather. The air is crisp, the sunshine is warm. The days are lovely, and the nights are chilly. I love it, and it will be gone all too soon, giving way to hot, dry summer days. Despite the calendar dates, summer in our part of Texas seems to usually start sometime in April and last well into October. So, spring-y days are a special gift.

I noticed the fresh green baby leaves on my little tree, as I said goodbye to Kyle this morning, and, later in the day, when I needed a break from sewing, I went out and took a few photos. This one is my favourite.

~MB




HB602 and the Rahr



HB602 is currently in front of the Texas State Legislature. As a fund-raiser and attention-raiser, the Rahr Brewery opened for a special Friday night event.pouring_at_the_rahr

It was fairly well attended, but not as crowded as a typical Saturday. This is Marita Beth pouring beer at the event.

Cheers.

 

~KR (Written on 12 March 2011)




Peppers



More food.

More groceries.

More peppers.

Cheers.

 

~KR (Written on 10 March 2011)

 

peppers




Pidgeon at NFG



Pidgeon at NFG

8 March 2011

Blue Velvet. Gold Brocade. Cutting. Sewing. Facebook. Email. Drive to Stephen’s house. Help get him ready for the doctor and a hospital stay. Worry. Drive home while Ed takes him to his doctor’s appointment. When Kyle arrived home soon after me, I couldn’t say “yes” fast enough when he asked me if I wanted to go to No Frills. He even took me to Fuzzy’s for food, first! What a wonderful husband.

A couple of hours, a margarita and a little beer, and some trivia that I didn’t totally suck at tonight made me feel a little bit better. The phone call from Stephen telling me the doctor didn’t put him in the hospital tonight after all, made me feel great! Turns out the new medication has had the positive effect on regulating his heart rate, that was hoped for, and he’s feeling much better.

I snapped this photo on the way into No Frills Grill … one of many pidgeons that have made a “home” within the letters of the NFG sign. I’ve walked under it a thousand times … tonight it caught my eye and amused me.

Now, let’s not worry. Let’s focus on wellness and fully-met deadlines. The March snowball is rolling …

~MB




Amethyst and Abalone



Amethyst and Abalone

7 March 2011

This is a close-up shot of another of the necklaces I’ve acquired that although Allyson didn’t make … she gets to make earrings to match!

And, my proverbial March snowball has begun it’s decline …

~MB




My Awesome Beer Crew



My Awesome Beer Crew

6 March 2011

This is a photo of the three wacky guys that worked the first shift at my beer booth Sunday morning.  I had lots of awesome volunteers during the weekend … each manager oversees two shifts of folks … and these guys were the “awesomest!”  This is Stephan, James and Keith.  I should hope to be so lucky as to have them work under me again next year!

I worked my shift, then went to a meeting of beer managers where we shared ideas with each other and the coordinators and wound down a bit.  Then, I found Kyle and we did a little shopping and then went to hear some more good music, before calling it a day and  heading home, by way of Fuzzy’s.

It was a good, long weekend—everything went well. I had a great time. When I first found out that my promotion to beer manager meant I wouldn’t be pouring beer, I’d just be overseeing the pouring of beer, I was a bit concerned that I wouldn’t enjoy it as much. And, it is different. But, I really had fun, and since it seems like I did okay, I will look forward to next year.

~MB