End of the Yellow

And also the smeary peach. But mostly the yellow.

Our house is very, very yellow. The siding is yellow and most of the main floor is the same, pale yellow with some green undertones. It's not the worst color, but there's just so damn much of it. The walls and ceilings in the entryway, dining room, living room, hallway, bathroom, and our bedroom are the same yellow. The previous owners loved this yellow so much that they painted the trim and doors and EVERYTHING THAT WOULD STAND STILL in that yellow.

We will triumph over the yellow and have started the long process. For some reason, winter makes me want to paint stuff. Which is good since it means that I can't open windows to vent the fumes.

This is the dining room before:

And this is our dining room now (try to picture it with this dining room table):


One of the rooms on the main floor that wasn't yellow was the kitchen. It was sort of smeary peach. I suspect it was originally the same yellow, but they ragged (or something -- I'm not up on my faux techniques) an orangey color over it. I decided the effect was similar to mixing ketchup, mayo, and mustard and smearing it on the wall. Not that I've done this.

Before:




And after:




It's the same green, but looks very different against the white cupboards in the kitchen than it does in the dining room. I think it will look even more different once that mahogany table is in there in a couple of weeks.

This weekend? The bathroom!

Christmas in Chicago 2007

So, this is a little late but I finally downloaded some pictures and thought I would post them anyway.

We me up with our friend Kris and her main little man Dante the Saturday before we left to spend Christmas with our families. We spent the evening walking around downtown, looking at window displays and we grabbed a bite to eat. It was a really fun evening and the decorations coupled with the snow definitely made it feel like Christmas.

Kris and Ashley (and Dante is in there somewhere)

The ladies cruising State Street

The Chicago Christmas tree

As a little trivia side note, I found out something intersting about the Chicago tree. Unlike NY where they down a huge old tree, Chicago's tree is actually lots of small trees that are all put together on a giant tiered stand to make it look like one big tree. I thought that was interesting.

You know, just beause I pass the Chicago Theater, I need to take a picture.

Macy's (formerly known as Marshall Field's) drawing the crowds for Christmas

Seriously, I should have taken a lower picture to get the crowd. The entire sidewalk was full of people either trying to see the displays or get into the store. Nuts.

Yeah. Falling Ice.

This is funny but serious. It comes down with a vengance! So when walking around Chicago in the winter, watch out for ice falling from the skyskrapers. Lest you die. Seriously. Stupid gravity.

I can't believe I'm blogging about the weather.

The weather folk were using their excited voice when they talked about a warming trend this week. All the way into the twenties!!

Although I guess that is pretty exciting given that this is what our thermometer looked like on January 1:


Yes. That says 3 degrees. Farenheit. The next day it said 1!

(Also take note of the indoor temperature. If D ever leaves me, it will be for a woman that lets him turn up the thermostat. Sorry, D. That's why the baby Jesus and Leon Leonwood Bean brought slippers to us.)

This cold snap though, really brought home the fact that we need some new damn windows. Witness:


That, my friends, is frost on the inside of our kitchen window.

The good news is, it really is supposed to warm up more this weekend, so maybe we can get the Christmas lights down.

This One's for Scott and J

"Chicago could finish the year with its fewest homicides since 1965!"

Two Enthusiastic Thumbs Up

Maybe we haven't mentioned this, but we really like living here. The little things* are so much easier.

Like seeing a movie

When we lived in Waldorf, our choices were a giant mega-movieplex in Alexandria or the local theater. Now, the mega-movieplex was supernice, don't misunderstand me. Brand new, stadium seating, ticket purchasing kiosks so you never have to talk to a person ... the trouble was getting to that point. First, to get to the theater, you had to cross a bridge. Not just any bridge, the Wilson Bridge. Looks nice, right? Yeah, well, it doesn't exist yet. It's been under construction for the last decade or so. But sometimes we were able to successfully navigate lane closures, accidents, and random traffic backups to make it to the Great(ish) state of Virginia. Challenge #2 is parking. The mega-movieplex had the most oddly shaped parking lot with spaces about the width of a SmartCar. I couldn't even squeeze my Civic into those spots. Especially with all of the suburban, um, Suburbans taking up 3-4 spaces each. But let's pretend that we made it across the bridge and were able to find and successfully maneuver ourselves into a parking spot. The chances of getting a ticket were about 2 in 5 in our experience. Weekend evening and matinees of any movie less than 5 weeks old were always sold out.

"But Ashley," you are probably asking, "why not just go to the Waldorf theater and avoid all of that Virginia nonsense?" Ahh, the St. Charles Towne Centre Theatre. Home of the pretentious and unnecessary e. They mostly showed second run movies. Which is fine, since I don't need to see movies the second they come out. (It's still the same movie, whether you wait in line at midnight or see it on a Sunday three weeks later.) Unfortunately, they only had about six screens so the movies they got were the super blockbusters. Nothing even a little bit smaller, ever. All slapstick comedy and big budget FX spectaculars, all the time. Also? There was NEVER soap in the bathrooms. In a place that small, you know the heavily eyelinered teen scooping your popcorn with her hands does not have a super-special staff bathroom with extra amenities like, say, soap.

So, anyway.

In the last five months, Damian and I have seen at least as many movies as we saw in five years in Maryland. Which is awesome, since I lovelovelove going to the movies.

Tonight, after a sparkling wine tasting (amazing--six sparkling wines, all very different, all very good), we went to see Juno. D and I cannot recommend this movie highly enough. It was funny and sad and sweet and all-around excellent. We laughed and cried. (At least, I cried. Damian has never cried in his life. I swear.) The writing was great and the actors all did a fantastic job. If you haven't seen this movie, stop reading this stupid blog and go! Gogogo!

*Sure, the big things are turning into a disaster, but, hell, we can see MOVIES, people!

Catching up/ filler material

So, we have been bad about posting. Really bad. And we have been reminded of this (You know who you are... Jonnett). Ahem. So I'm just going to fill in some time here quickly with the help of a few pictures because I'm lazy.

Thanksgiving:

We spent Thanksgiving in Michigan this year. The beauty of it was that Damian worked a full day Wednesday and we were still in Niles well before dinner! We spent a great deal of the time at Ashley's parents since they invited Damian's Mom and Grandma over for dinner and his Dad had to work a good chunk of the time we were there. We went out to the bar in Niles that Wednesday to meet up with our friend Kris from high school. Needless to say, that didn't last long. It is Niles after all. But we did run into a few people we knew and it was good to see them and say hi. And then leave.

During Thanksgiving dinner, it began to snow. We got a good six inches or so and of course we took pictures.

The Final Frontier

Ashley's new CRV covered in it's first snow

Ashley's parent's yard

That Sunday was Damian's mom's birthday so we went out for breakfast before leaving town. We got back home early enough for some decorating. Ashley started putting up inside decorations while Damian put up lights outside. Here is a blurry picture of what it looks like.

The following weekend we went out to a Christmas tree farm to cut down a tree. Just as we finished walking out to where the trees were, it began to sleet/snow. Hard. And the trees were not very good. So we wound up with a pre-cut from the same place. They were nicer trees anyway. Plus that way were were able to focus on getting hot cider and donuts. It was win - win. We don't have any pictures of the tree yet but I'll add them when we do.

We would like to take a minute to list reason #3562 of why we love Wheaton. During the week we were the recipients of another six inches or so of snow. When Damian went out to shovel the driveway the next morning he was surprised to see two of his neighbors on their way over to help. Between the three of them it took about 3 minutes. Plus another 5 or so to talk afterwards. Granted these were a couple of guys Damian talks to somewhat frequently now, but still something that never would have happened in Waldorf in a million years. They both had to go to work as well but still took the time to help a neighbor. God bless the Midwest.

And an after shot just for the hell of it because snow = pretty. Especially when it isn't in the driveway.


And that brings us to last weekend. On Saturday, our friend Marty drove down from Milwaukee to visit for the weekend. We spent most of the time at the house but showed her around downtown Wheaton some as well. It was a good visit overall and good to catch up with her. Next time she visits we will take her around a little more to see some of the hot spots.

And to send this post off, here are a few more blurry pictures of Wheaton decorated for the holidays. The pictures don't really do the decorations justice however since our camera struggles mightily with night shots. Anyone who is curious will just have to come see it for themselves.

The south end of Main St.

Main St.

Christmas tree in front of City Hall

Christmas tree in front of City Hall from the side