Showing posts with label Mr. Nick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mr. Nick. Show all posts

Thursday, June 21, 2012

We've Moved to The Farmstead!



Yikes! Do you wonder where we went? We're now at www.olyfarmstead.org where we're living our farming dreams! You can follow our new blog (and still read all these old posts too) at www.olyfarmstead.org/blog We won't be back to TNT Builds so won't you join us over there?

Friday, August 20, 2010

When husbands moonlight as superheroes

My husband never ceases to amaze me. I'm still not quite sure how he did it, but I think I figured out how the Egyptian's built the pyramids ... they must have had about 50 Mr. Nick's on their service.



So this weekend it's our job to get the rest of them up!

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Thursday, July 15, 2010

Busted! Mr. Nick loses his pants in the name of composting

How much do I love that SunChips has taken their packaging one step further and created a compostable bag? And ... the best part is they didn't make their product any more expensive. Now that's a product I can get behind. Mr. Nick might beg to differ though, the new bag is pretty loud, I scared the pants right off of him (well actually it was a towel but you get the picture). No more sneaking into the kitchen unnoticed for a midnight snack.




Friday, July 9, 2010

The case of the missing thumb drive OR how Mr. Nick makes me laugh

Well I've been thinking about adding a new section to my blog which means I need to find my design files. Mr. Nick just built me a new computer to help with all the video editing and photoshop I've been doing (our last computer was purchased 4.5 years ago on craigslist) and somewhere in there my TNT files got lost.

But, I always back up my stuff so I know that on my red thumbdrive there is a folder with anything and everything I have put into this blog. However, this morning I go to pull it out of my desk drawer and what do you know, it's not there. My first thought immediately went to Mr. Nick since he seems to always grab the first thing he sees when he's looking to move files. Of course, I wrote him a quick e-mail to check and see.

While he wasn't able to help me with my missing thumb drive he was able to give me a quick reminder of why I love him and his smart ass comments:



Rachael writes ...
Do you have my red 2GB thumbdrive

Mr. Nick writes ...

Nope, just an orange one. Missing?

Rachael writes ...
Yeah it has all my TNT files on it...I know how you like to "borrow" my thumb drives (don't think I haven't seen my purple one on your desk). I'll just keep looking I guess.

Mr. Nick writes ...

I can help you look tonight. I love when you let me borrow things. Married couples share.

Rachael writes ...
Thanks babe. Being married is the best.

Mr. Nick writes ...

I know. I love it too!

So I guess he's off the hook for being witty and ridiculously attractive (and possibly for not being guilty of taking it in the first place but that still remains to be seen).

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Five acres after five years

Last night Nick and I celebrated our 5th Anniversary with the installation of our brand new transformer, meaning all the work we have been doing on the trenches is finally coming to a head. Today we filled the back part of the trench (that will run from the transformer to the barn) with the expectation that PSE will come on Monday to turn on our power.

Nick and I have never been that serious about celebrating our anniversaries but just for grins I looked up what the traditional gift is for a couple’s 5th. With a chuckle I learned that the suggested medium is “wood.” Fittingly we began our evening on our land, in our woods, with a toast to, who else, us!

Afterwards, we treated ourselves to a nice dinner in Downtown Olympia at Ramblin’ Jacks (praise the lard) before enjoying some local theater at Olympia Little Theater. The first time we went to this space we were newlyweds, living farther up north, looking for something fun to do on a Friday night. I remember getting all dressed up for our big date in the foreign city of Olympia only to find out, as we followed our carefully written instructions, that the theater is in the middle of a small suburb of houses. No flashing lights and no formal parking spaces just a small troupe of passionate people doing what they love. And I do mean small...the same man who played Macbeth five years ago played the father in last night's production of Neil Simon's Plaza Suite. The fact that we were sitting in folding chairs in the middle of what was probably someone's living room (before it was painted floor to ceiling black) made our night all the more perfect. You don't need fancy presents or big showy displays of affection to reinforce the happiness that two people share year after year.

Now that we live here, just minutes from downtown, Olympia has taught me a few key things: there is no such thing as being under-dressed in the Pacific Northwest, although how far you choose to take that allowance is up to you; people will always respect you if you are following your passion, although they will probably still judge you which may not be positive; and life is ALWAYS better when you have someone to share it with, kisses optional but highly encouraged for maximum enjoyment.

Photo Credit: Here we are on our brand new transformer enjoying a chilled bottle of Martinelli's (opened by Nick hitting the top against the concrete block, I forgot the bottle opener).

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