Gap

Some time ago — probably a year or two — Fiona took an unexpectedly hard trip to the ground and banged one of her front teeth pretty hard. The tooth died. Normally, this isn't a problem; the adult teeth grow in, the old ones come out, life goes on. In this case, however, the tooth recently became infected, and the dentist said, out it goes.

After trying unsuccessfully to schedule a pediatric dentist to do the job (our dentist didn't want Fiona to associate her with painful experiences; very shrewd of her) we wound up back with the original plan, which was to have our dentist pull the tooth.

Fiona did great. She didn't flinch, didn't complain, just raising her hand when it hurt, like we told her to. I haven't heard any complaints out of her, either — mostly the giggly joy of a normal kid with a tooth out.

What's the going rate for the Tooth Fairy these days?

Sign here, and here, and here, and here...

Yesterday morning, Deborah and I took turns going downtown to sign papers. Seems like we're finally the owners of a back yard. I'm not sure I believe it yet — ours? Really? Supposedly, we'll be getting the title to the property once all the paperwork goes through, which should prove interesting — I've never seen the actual title to a piece of property. Have you?

It turns out that we did anticipate this day, though — I just heard from May this afternoon that she got us the hammock we wanted while she was in Peru, and should be shipping it to us shortly. Just in time for spring. Just in time for having a backyard in which to hang it.

Lia is HOME!

Today, after nearly three months in the NICU, Lia is home. And I don't mean that in a euphemism for the end of pain and suffering — she's home home, with the rest of her lovely family.

Thanks God, for this little life.

Opuses 1 through 3

Every weekend, I've been going out to the shed to try out this lathe, and these tools, and see if I can make them work together. So far, it has served to illustrate why I don't need to invest in any amazing, exotic wood yet. I have much to learn.

Opus #1: Wooden Knife

I started here, because it's one of the few lathe pieces I've seen made in person. The fellow just down the block at Whetstone Woodenware was doing a demonstration, popping out these wooden butter spreaders at the rate of one every few minutes, making it look oh-so-easy. It's not.

The wood kept popping out of the lathe, and the offset weight of the blade made the piece vibrate so much that I couldn't really get a good cut, and at one point the friction from the dead-center actually caused the piece to catch fire. Once I oiled the dead-center and removed some wood from the blade, lightening it, things were easier, but by that time, things had gone so far away from what I intended, that I gave up. I blunted the edge, and gave it to the kids to play with.

Opus #2: Candleholder

I've been fascinated with "natural edge" turning, and tried to pull that off with this made-from-a-log candlestick. A lot of things went well... and a lot didn't. The green wood cut like butter, but dried like sandpaper. I got a curve perfect, and then I'd catch the edge of the chisel and create an ugly gouge. In the end, though, I ended up pleasing Deborah immensely when I came in to get some candles to measure the size of the hole, and all we had left were these smaller Christmas candles... which we've never burned because we've never had a holder for them. Now we do.

Opus #3: Magic Wand

Ah, success. This is the first piece I've done that actually looks like what I set out to make.

Fortunately, I had to take off so much wood that I could make a lot of mistakes and figure out a number of things by the time I got things down to their intended size. Somewhere near the end, I realized that the whole lathe was vibrating, throwing off the cut. I stopped the lathe and added three 10-pound weightlifting plates to the top. Much smoother. Hmmm. I'll have to figure out a way to add more. I ended up taking off the last ⅛" with sandpaper, but the results were worth the time it took.

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* My apologies to James Spinti, former Latin teacher — I know the plural of opus is opera, but using that in the title would confuse people with a musical performance, or the browser software. I used the Anglicized version instead.

Truly All-Terrain

Only the most talented drivers can maneuver their vehicles across the high mesas, in deep snow, next to perilous cliffs.... and make it look cute.

Life This Side Up

Risanna is still adjusting to the idea that life can be This Side Up, rather than what she considers normal — but she's keeping an open mind about it, and adapting to is with good grace, for the most part.

You sure it works this way?

Candy?

Candy? What candy? I don't know anything about any candy...

Those crazy things you do in college...

...sometimes stick around for a long, long time.

Could be worse, really. In this instance, the recurring reference is my own creation, 2000 Uses for Peanut Butter. I found out in an email today that this page has gained sufficient cult status to be included as #409 in 505 Unbelievably Stupid Web Pages by Dan Crowley. I've been interviewed about the site before, won awards, and was even considered a credible threat by Smuckers at one point (who graciously offered to sue, just three days before Christmas, unless I change the background of the website) but this is the first time that I'm aware of that I've actually made it into print.

So: What did you do in college, that people still remember?