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Coloring eggs, et al.
Apr. 2nd, 2006 07:32 pmThe moving forward of the clock went off without a hitch. This change during the first weekend of April is for the last time within the foreseeable future (next year, DST will start March 11 and end on November 4, instead of during the last weekend in October), thanks to the efforts of our Congress, which figures to theoretically save something under 0.2% of the nation's oil consumption, a figure that has got to be smaller than any possible error in computing it.
This year's change involved exactly two "manual" changes in our household: the alarm clock and wrist watch. Next year's change won't be so smooth, since all the stuff that changes automatically will have to be manually overridden once to effect the change early, and again during the first weekend in April to undo the automatic change, unless of course, appropriate patches and downloads are made to correct the "problem" earlier.
Despite promises to come over early enough for breakfast, Huntür was dropped off around 10 am, in the middle of my vacuuming and rearranging the bedroom next to my office. As neither Galina nor I had eaten much past a crust of bread with coffee in the morning, we all had a ham-and-egg breakfast anyway, then set down to the serious business of coloring eggs. Unfortunately, the only vinegar we had in the house was the cooking kind, whose acid content I suspect is a bit on the light side, and we didn't have too much of it to begin with. So, we made do with what we had, and I even tried to color some eggs with the outer skin of some yellow onions, which didn't come out as well as I remember when my grandmother was at the controls (when I was perhaps a little older than Huntür is now).
Still, we had a marvelous time (and only broke one egg!).
After the kids came by to pick up the grandchild, I settled down and did the short translation due tomorrow and went for my first walk in ages ("around the block"). The last couple of hundred yards or so were over recently thawed ground, which gave the soil the appearance of giant amphibian scales and coated my sneakers with a heavy layer of mud. Fortunately, the walk did not tire me, which is a good sign, and I even had enough energy left over after arriving back on our property to pick up some wayward stuff that arrived as a result of the persistent strong recent winds.
Cheers...
This year's change involved exactly two "manual" changes in our household: the alarm clock and wrist watch. Next year's change won't be so smooth, since all the stuff that changes automatically will have to be manually overridden once to effect the change early, and again during the first weekend in April to undo the automatic change, unless of course, appropriate patches and downloads are made to correct the "problem" earlier.
Despite promises to come over early enough for breakfast, Huntür was dropped off around 10 am, in the middle of my vacuuming and rearranging the bedroom next to my office. As neither Galina nor I had eaten much past a crust of bread with coffee in the morning, we all had a ham-and-egg breakfast anyway, then set down to the serious business of coloring eggs. Unfortunately, the only vinegar we had in the house was the cooking kind, whose acid content I suspect is a bit on the light side, and we didn't have too much of it to begin with. So, we made do with what we had, and I even tried to color some eggs with the outer skin of some yellow onions, which didn't come out as well as I remember when my grandmother was at the controls (when I was perhaps a little older than Huntür is now).
Still, we had a marvelous time (and only broke one egg!).
After the kids came by to pick up the grandchild, I settled down and did the short translation due tomorrow and went for my first walk in ages ("around the block"). The last couple of hundred yards or so were over recently thawed ground, which gave the soil the appearance of giant amphibian scales and coated my sneakers with a heavy layer of mud. Fortunately, the walk did not tire me, which is a good sign, and I even had enough energy left over after arriving back on our property to pick up some wayward stuff that arrived as a result of the persistent strong recent winds.
Cheers...
