Archive for July, 2008


Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

My Family Sisters!

Bubblers – This Way

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

Wisconsin is so sweet. There are no Drinking Fountains or Water Fountains here… only Bubblers. And that’s what my daughter is learning to call it, just like her father, and his parents before him.  Her little class takes a walk to the Bubbler when it’s time to take a drink.  I’m not a native here, so it still seems unusual to me. But also sweet, in that unique, unselfconscious, Wisconsin way…

Bubblers Sign in Store


Should Have Thrown a Penny

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

So our cats, Jimmy and Minnie, have been enjoying the great outdoors again this summer.  Only this year, they’re doing it in our new neighborhood. 

So far so good – they are very well behaved about coming back into the house without too much calling.  Heck, they even usually beg to be let in before we even think about calling them.

And unfortuneately, Jim has taken to, um, well, relieving himself in the neighbor’s yard.  And not discretely, up under the bushes, all delicate like.  Nope, as the neighbor told me, he just goes in the lawn.  Leaves cat nuggets right in the middle of the lawn.  

So that’s bad for the neighbor, and causes me some embarrassment (and I’ll admit it, I’m also a tiny bit amused in a guilty way), but mostly, everything’s OK.

Except for that black cat.  There’s another (I am presuming male) cat that roams these here parts, and the neighborhood’s not big enough for the two of them.   Black Kitty and Jim have had some noisy standoffs, and even some nasty rumbles – with definite physical contact.

I have always been anxious when cats fight because there’s no good way to break them up without getting all scratched up, yourself….  that is until Paul threw a penny at them one night.

Whew knew.  A penny.  So small.  So practically valueless, in currency terms.  And so potent as a non-violent tool for dispersing angry cats.

So for a while there, Paul was throwing pennies at the Jimmy and Black Kitty  whenever they got into a standoff or a fight.  Black Kitty would instantly run away, and Jim would usually come inside.

But we haven’t been doing that for awhile.

And now, Jim has developed some kind of strange problem on his back.  It’s a clump of fur that feels sticky.  I thought maybe the other Kitty bit him a little, and that it was saliva in the fur.  But now the sticky spot is getty bigger, and I’m afraid there might be a wound hiding under there and draining. 

He won’t really let us look at it, and I suspect there may be a vet visit in his future.

Poor Jim is a REALLY bad vet patient – so bad that they have to gas him to knock him out in order to examine him.  And that will probably be the only way to get to the root of whatever this is. 

I’ll keep you posted.

4th of July 2008

Monday, July 14th, 2008

It doesn’t get any more Americana than the village of Greendale, Wisconsin (founded by FDR as one of three Greenbelt Communities, by the way). 

That’s where we watched a parade on the 4th of July, and also where Paul’s great-grandparents settled in the mid-30s and where his great-uncle used to be the Village Manager for 20 years.  The street around the Village Hall here is named after him.  And Paul’s relatives run a 50s-style Malt Shop on the street pictured here. 

Recently, some officials visited Greendale as part of a competition to select the best communities for some contest or another.  One official asked his Greendale tour guide if things there were ‘staged.’  It just seemed too cute.   

I love Wisconsin.   

 Geendale Village Hall on the 4th of July

Note to self…

Monday, July 14th, 2008

No closet rod home fix-it project in the world is so urgent that it needs to be fixed late at night in the basement.

Oh yeah.  And never EVER try to quickly whittle down the diameter of closet rod wood with a box cutter.  (Dang).  I’m just lucky that the blade went in at the angle it did, and no tendons were hurt. 

I got six sticthes during the wee early hours of the Fourth of July.  And I get them out tomorrow. 

6 stitches on the 4th of July Oops Oops2 Oops3

Over the Seven-Month Hump?

Monday, July 14th, 2008

So maybe we’ve finally gotten past, and started to recover from, the packing to move to the new house, the move to the new house, the fixing up of the old house to get it ready for tenants, the gentle eviction of the upstairs relatives (tenants), the finding the baby things in the packed boxes in the basement of the new house, the preparing the nursery in the new house, Paul’s last semester of law school, Paul and Kelly’s full-time working, the switching of Emma to a new daycare, Kelly’s wrapping up a lot of projects to get ready for maternity leave, Sarah’s birth, Paul’s graduation, and Paul’s job search.


The evidence in support of this postulate comes in the form of a Netflix viewing.

“Little Miss Sunshine,” specifically.

We watched it last night.  But Netflix delivered it to our (old) house on January 15, 2008.  Only seven months ago.

We’ve been doing all of those other, above-listed things in the past seven months – the first few months of that being in a record-breaking cold and snowy Wisconsin winter. 

But I think we’re finally starting to get back to normal now.

Our Flag

Monday, July 14th, 2008

At a fundraising auction we attended just a few days before Sarah was born, Paul put in a winning bid on an unusual item….

An American Flag.  Not just ANY American Flag, but one to be flown over the US Capitol Building and dedicated according to the winning bidder’s instruction.

So not long ago, the flag arrived in the mail.  Along with a handy dandy book on the official flag rules, and a certificate attesting that the flag had been flown over the U.S. Capital, and dedicated to:

“The ever-expanding K. Family”

OK, maybe our family is not EVER-expanding, but it’s still kind of neat…

Certificate certifying Koog Family Flag! Certificate certifying Koog Family Flag! Flag Rule Book

Tales from the nursery

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

Nine and a half weeks.  To some, that’s the title of an adult-themed movie.

But at our house, it’s how old our little Sarah was when (1) she started drooling, and (2) rolled from her side to her tummy.

Yay, baby!

Overheard in the car

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

It’s been so fun to watch Emma’s language skills and capacity for imaginative play just continue to blossom and grow in wonderful ways.

She’s old enough now to pretend that two or more imagined characters are talking with one another (and to voice them all), and I always enjoy hearing what people talk to one another about in her world.

The other day as she and I were driving, just the two of us, in the car, I overheard this amusing dialogue from the back seat:

Speaker 1:  “Why?”

Speaker 2:  “Because.”

Speaker 1:  “Why?!”

Speaker 2:  “Because!”

Speaker 1:  “WHY?!!!!”

Speaker 2:  “BECAUSE!!!!”

Speaker 1:  “WHY?????!!!!!!!”

Speaker 2:  “Because you HAVE TO!”

Speaker 1:  “Oh.”

(I smiled, and had to tell Daddy about that one later).