Surprise!

This morning Eric was not-so-delightfully surprised to come home from walking the dogs (yes, plural - we're dogsitting for my mom's dog!) to find construction vehicles parked in front of our house.

We had told the pool guy (PG) to have the concrete decking guy call us before doing any construction so that we could make sure to be home to supervise...However, PG failed to give the concrete guy our phone number and then left town on vacation. So the concrete guy and his crew showed up this morning and were planning on just constructing the concrete decking based on the plan that PG had given him. The plan that PG drew up as a sample for us and had never updated after we said "change this, this, and this".

If the concrete guys would've shown up just one hour later, we would've come home today to a pool with completely wrong concrete decking.

Here are pictures of the progress they've made so far. I can hardly believe that by the time I get home from work today, it's going to be finished!

Here's an outline of the decking around the deep end.

 

There will be a step up from the walkway that leads into the back of the house.

 

The area where the guy is walking with the wheelbarrow is going to be the sitting area.

I'll be posting pictures tomorrow of the finished product! (Well, finished decking.) After this, we'll just be waiting for the spring when they'll spray the plaster finish and fill this bad boy up!

Progress...

...on two fronts!

Both the pool and my mad baking skillz have progressed this week! Can I get a "woop woop"?!?

(I am such a dork.)

No, but seriously - look!

Ooh, doesn't that just make you want to go grab your bikini?

Decorative tiles in the loveseat; 
the spaces in between will be filled in with plaster in the spring.

Decorative tiles on the stairs, too...

Looks a bit strange now but should be pretty once there's plaster (and water) in the pool!

This all happened on Saturday...at 7:30 in the morning. We weren't thrilled about being woken up that early (Tater, I hope you're reading this and taking notes) but we were really glad to finally be home when some of this work was taking place! The guys worked very quickly and did a great job.

Now we are waiting on the inspector to come and look at the trenches that were dug out for the pipes. (Next step after that? Concrete decking! We're almost there!!!)

On Sunday I celebrated All Saints Day and my late grandfather's birthday by baking a Sugared Pecan Topped Pumpkin Pie.

 

"You want a piece of me? Well, do ya punk?" Why, yes. Yes, I do. 

GET IN MY BELLY!

It was my first successful pumpkin pie ever - and it was using fresh pumpkin puree from our garden. I was so darn proud of myself! The recipe came from a Washington Post pie making contest...Hmmm, wonder if I could still find the receipe online...Oh man, gotta love the internet. Here you go. Trust me, you'll thank me later. (You're welcome.)

I also used the pumpkin puree to make another Real Simple recipe - Pumpkin Leek Soup. I'd already processed all of our pumpkins and OF COURSE Giant didn't have any non-canned pumpkins left in the store (um, duh - it's the day after Halloween - why else would you need a pumpkin?) so I used butternut squash for the solid gourd portion of this recipe. It turned out well - in fact, I just had some for lunch. For the second day in a row. And I have two more servings at home.  (Can I mail anyone some soup?)

Shortly, I'm going to go wash the soup down with some Cold Stone Creamery ice cream (for the first time ever!) to celebrate my very recent promotion at work with a few co-workers. As much as work may stress me out, life really is good, isn't it?!

Autumn Has Arrived

It seems funny to just be acknowledging that autumn has arrived when I've already stood in the middle of snow flurries weeks ago during our trip to the Adirondacks! But now we're back in Virginia and it's only now that the trees are hitting their peak color. Fall really is my favorite time of year. (Although with a pool entering our lives, perhaps that will change?)

I've been extremely busy lately, hence the lack of posts. But now that things are finally calming down, I wanted to take a moment to share my experiences and photos from the last few weeks. So let's pop open the memory card on the camera and see...what the heck did I do this month?

Oh, right! I took a cooking class! Two cooking classes!

After a bread baking class in the morning, I took a pasta making class in the evening!

It was a long day but really enjoyable.

The next day, I spent the whole afternoon processing pumpkins from our garden. I cut each pumpkin in half, scooped out the seeds and stringy stuff, placed foil over the cut side and then placed them on baking sheets, cut side up. After about an hour in the oven, they were soft and I simply scooped the pulp out of each one. That went into our food processor and then voila! Fresh pumpkin puree. Okay, a bit more work than just opening a can - and I can't compare the taste because I've never used canned pumpkin puree before - but honestly, it wasn't hard. If I hadn't been baking pumpkin cream sandwich cookies (and pumpkin bread...and toasted pumpkin seeds) at the same time, there would've been a lot of down time!

Yum, yum. Thank you, Real Simple!

(Click here for recipe.)

Wow, that feels like ages ago...But incredibly, hardly any progress has been made on the pool construction since then! (I'm going to wait until the pool is fully constructed to comment on that one.) When the plastic sheeting was taken off the pool, we got to see what was underneath!

The stairs are closest to the house and in the bottom right corner of the photo is the loveseat in the deep end (7 feet)! So exciting!

Last week we did discuss with the pool company that we are going to wait until the spring to have the finish sprayed on the pool because the warranty won't start until then. Not like we'd be going in it at this time of year anyway - no rush! (But just because we're in no rush doesn't mean we don't want to know what the hell is taking so long, pool company! Poor communication. All I'm sayin'.)

Eric is completely done with the fence, aside from the one section he has to leave open for pool construction equipment to get through! I don't have a great photo of that handy though, so I'll post one later. Hopefully it won't take me another three weeks to get to it!

A Case of Mistaken Identity

Eric and I have been tipped off in several ways (I'll spare you the gross details) that we have an unwelcome visitor in our house. It (whatever "it" is - mouse? rat? squirrel?) was there before we went on our vacation but I had hoped that after a week of no possibility for finding food scraps anywhere around the house, perhaps it would just go away.

No such luck.

So I wake up at 1:30 a.m. this morning and get up to go to the bathroom. I notice that the kitchen light is on, so I walk over to turn it off. And then I see it.

"Eric!" I yell. No answer.

Louder this time. "ERIC!"

"What? What is it? Are you okay?!" he yells as he bounds out of bed and out into the hallway.

"I think I see the creature!" I say, frozen in place.

"What is it?" he asks as he walks toward me.

"I can't tell - I don't have my glasses on."

He shows up next to me and declares, "That's TATER'S BUNNY."

For a second I am confused. Our rodent is actually a bunny?

Wait.

That's a stuffed animal sitting on the dog bed in the kitchen.


     . . .HA.

Unfortunately after that incident I couldn't get back to sleep until 4:30 a.m, creeped out that a real large furry animal was very likely scurring around our house somewhere. *shudder* 

I think we're going to have to call an exterminator before I am forced to check into a mental hospital.

The Fun Has Begun!

For the past four weeks, we had been waiting on our city to get back to the pool company, Sunrise, with the permit for our pool. Last Thursday, Eric went down to the city's offices to see if there was anything they were waiting on from us (a nice way for us to say, "What the heck is taking you people so long?!?") - and depsite the fact that their answer was that it was "in Engineering", magically, that afternoon, Sunrise called to tell us that the permits had been approved!

Now I wish we'd gone by to check up on the permit earlier.

We're certainly in no rush to get the pool constructed because, in case you haven't noticed, it's no longer summer. (Damn.) But this was pretty much the worst timing possible. Why? Because we were heading off to New York for a weeklong vacation up in the Adirondack mountains!

Thankfully we have good friends who live close by and one of them has been kind enough to swing by our house daily to take photos of the pool construction (thanks, Jim!) and so now, I present you with...

OUR BACKYARD

Minus grass! Plus tractor!

We're sad not to be there in person to see this mayhem, but our trip couldn't be postponed...And so in the meanwhile, we're relaxing - reading, napping, kayaking, playing cards and Scrabble, cooking (so far Eric made Boeuf Bourguignon - inspired after I made him watch Julie and Julia - and I made a pasta bake; tonight we're grilling filet mignon with roasted red potatoes with rosemary and garlicky spinach), and hiking to see views like this:

Just don't expect 5 hour walks every day, Tater.

The highlight of our weekend: Dealing with Cox

Not.

Okay, so this has nothing to do with the garden or the pool or cooking, but it does have something to do with our attempts at spending out time more enjoyably, so let me tell you about our fun experience with Cox this weekend.

We decided that we were going to cancel cable. Eric drove to work at the end of last week (versus taking the bus as he usually does) and stopped by Cox to take care of it. He came home that night and delivered the news: we were officially Cable-less. Good riddance.

But we weren't! The channels still came in - some fuzzy, some perfectly clear! Okay, yes, this defeats the goal we were trying to accomplish (spend our evenings more thoughtfully! learn German! read! whatever!) but hey, if we're paying like $75 less and still getting basically the same service? Awesome!

And then the next day when Eric was working from home,  both the internet service AND the TV signal went completely out.

He called Cox. He was told "Your modem is too old!" to which he replied, "And that caused my TV service to go away?" He then spoke to someone else a bit more competent...

Turns out they had completely canceled our service. Not downgraded - CANCELED. Brilliant.

So they immediately sent someone out to our house to hook it back up manually. This person worked their magic outside without ever knocking on our door or anything. When we saw him drive away, we checked the TV and indeed, service had been restored. (Minus cable.)

BUT.

Upon opening our web browsers, the Cox splash screen wouldn't allow us to get onto the internet! And then up came a window explaining why.

Our modem was too old.

Gahhh!!!!

Okay, so the modem worked this morning...but after you incorrectly canceled our service and then had to reconnect it, now it's no longer sufficient?

We called the company again, but of course no one at Cox could assist us at this point. After being transfered to one too many unhelpful customer service reps, Eric was fuming and I swear he would've marched straight out to Cox to give someone a piece of his mind if it wasn't all the way out in Herndon and a Friday night. He printed out the list from their website of acceptable modems and the next day, went to the store and bought one of them.

So we connect the modem. It didn't work right away. I call Cox.

I am told that this particular modem is also "old" and while they will support it if you have problems, it is not one of their preferred modems and therefore the speed of our internet may be slower than if we had a different modem.

Are you %^&*ing kidding me?!?!?

After reading off the serial numbers on the back of the new modem, we were finally connected - but by this time, a giant welt had formed on my forehead from banging my head on the desk. (Okay, not really - but this could be true.)

Grrr.

Finding Peace in Nature When Cox Customer Service Makes You Want to Strangle Someone

I had a really nice weekend. (I would say "we", but Eric spent much of the weekend working on the fence construction, so I'm not sure he would so enthusiastically make such a claim.)

On Friday, we started our weekend off on a delicious foot (wait, maybe that's not the best way to phrase that) by making stuffed peppers with three of the 60 peppers we pulled out the garden the previous weekend. We used this recipe, but substituted quinoa for the rice (because that's what we had on hand), used tomatoes from our garden, and didn't add any tomato paste. It didn't matter - they were delicious! Great job, Eric!

Early Saturday morning the air was crisp and cool and the sun was shining so I decided to start the day by taking a dip in our hot tub! Daytime dipping, for me, is even more enjoyable than soaking in it at night...It was blissful!

I had planned to make several stops around town on my bike that morning, but found it in the shed with two flat tires. This was especially upsetting given that I paid somewhere around $100 to have it tuned up (and more) earlier this year. I brought it up to the gas station and only then did I notice that one of the air valves was jammed into the wheel itself. I kicked and pulled at the tire to try to get it out (giving the guys standing outside the station something to stare at, I'm sure) but it wouldn't pop out. Fantastic. With the back tire inflated, I was able to ride home (all down hill) but then ended up taking out my car to run my errands.

The Falls Church farmer's market was crowded, as always. I placed my order for a crepe but instead of standing idly by to wait for it, I walked over to Toigo Orchards' stand and bought peaches that would be used later that day to make jam! (Who knew that you could reach 3 lbs. of peaches with only 5 pieces of fruit?! Wow, those were some huge peaches.)

Peach with granola - excellent, but not as good as the banana/coconut/Nutella crepe!

Some more photos from the market:

I tried to erase the apostrophe in "Cheddar's" for them
but it seemed to be written in permanent marker. *sigh*

When I returned home with the preserving jars that I purchased at our local hardware store, I was able to make my first batch of jam! It took me a full three hours, but I blame much of that on it being my first attempt. Hopefully (dear sweet Jebus, HOPEFULLY) in the future things will go a bit (okay, A LOT) faster...

Here are all of the ingredients. Yes, that's two pounds of sugar. TWO POUNDS. (0.9 kg!)

The first step was to make some pectin because peaches are a low-pectin fruit. Yes, you can buy packets of pectin at the store, but I wanted to follow the instructions that we got in class last weekend - and I'm a fan of doing things as naturally as possible.

Pectin can be made naturally by chopping up apples (3) and a lemon (seeds and all), adding 1 cup of water, and then cooking it down. After you strain it, the resulting liquid (about 1 cup) is for 3 pounds of peaches. You add it to the diced up peaches and the cook that mixture for about 15 minutes (although I cooked it longer because I wasn't sure if it was ready for the next step).

Then you add the sugar (have I mentioned: TWO POUNDS?!?), along with 1 tsp of salt and 2 tsp of freshly grated ginger. Cook it until it reaches the "gel point" - which there are many ways of testing. If your mixture doesn't have enough pectin in it, it won't properly gel, but that's okay - a loose fruit mixture can still be used as jam and works fabulously drizzled over ice cream!

<-- Cooking peaches, sugar, salt and ginger

My mixture did gel, and although perhaps not as firmly as store-bought jams, I have to say: it tastes really damn good!

Extra bonus: I made just enough for the jars that I had "sterilized"! (I say "sterilized" because they're not actually sterile - they just as clean as is desired for preserving food. As my instructor at Hill's Kitchen said: we're not doing open heart surgery here, people!)

You know you want some.

Once I was done, it was time for Tater's walk which I knew he would never forgive me for if I jipped him (walks - and dinner - are the best parts of his days!), so off we went. We spent a few minutes at the dog park and then walked down the path along Four Mile Run. Tater went into the water for a moment and I was able to catch the moment with the camera that I'd brought along. Such a handsome pup!

And that was just Saturday - whew! 

Sunday I enjoyed my morning by sitting on the deck, eating English muffins with peach-ginger jam, sipping tea and reading the paper. Then I went into the yard and took down the tomato plant bed. Now the only surviving piece of the garden is our pumpkin patch with three gourds that are almost ready to come inside and become baked goods.

We finished up the weekend the way we started it: with a dip in the hot tub and followed by cooking up some pepper slices (to top the free pizza we got from Flippin' Pizza). Fabulous!

(More on why we hate Cox tomorrow.)