So I need a man, that isn't so bad

As a follow up to my last post, I would just like to say that the sink was fixed and working great on Saturday. After posting the last blog, Bella called and having just read about my trials and tribulations...I kid....she invited me over to watch the Dark Knight. So, off I headed, leaving the counter piled high with tools and widgets.

I didn't get to watch the entire movie, don't worry I saw it in the theater, before I had to go pick up the man from work. When he got in the car, I was late picking him up because apparently at 3:45 pm on a Saturday everyone and their mother is on the road, I knew I had to broach the subject with some trepidation.

"So, honey? I kind of need your help when we get home, it doesn't have to be right when we get home, but it definitely has to be before we make dinner. So I went to the store and bought all the pieces I needed to replace the seals and inner things on the faucet and well...I can't get one of the pieces back on by myself. I don't want you to be alarmed when you walk in the door cause it's kindda a mess. All I need is for you to help me with one little thing then I can put it all back together again on my own...Trust me on this, I put it back together like 10 times already, and every time ended in failure cause my wingspan is to short."

I think the exact response I got was a slight "ok" mixed with a large tired sigh.

When we got home it worked out beautifully. Mission Accomplished.

before you think too much about it

The sun was out in force, well, it was out with as much force as it could muster on a late September day in Oregon, and in remembering this thing I wanted to mention, I begin to have thoughts that will make some cringe (mrs. french).

I have an amazing husband.

There are a few things in life that scare me. Irrational fears, I like to call them, things I try very hard to overcome.

1. heights - now some would say this isn't an irrational fear, but rather clear headed, very rational thinking. After all, climbing up onto something for any reason creates the potential result of death.

2. self-conscious and shy around new people - this always works out in the end where people end up thinking I'm stuck up because I don't talk to them...this one I've been working on for a very long time. I'm working on stopping the wallflower tendency, asking people questions, and introducing myself when I don't know someone. I used to have the thought that if I introduced myself to people it was like I was saying, "hi, I'm Meg, you need to know me." Which I have been informed multiple times, is never the thought on someone's mind.

My job has helped tremendously in this, it's my job to introduce myself to everyone on set. Get to know them, make them feel at ease before the camera turns on.

But onto #1. Heights. I'm not a fan. So when Andy planned to get on the roof to patch the leaky holes before the weather hits us full force, well...you can imagine my happiness when he followed it up with calling Josiah and working on it with him while I was at work.



They ran out of tar the first day, so he finished the second half on friday, and even though I was home in the afternoon, he finished it on his own and I don't think once thought of asking for my help. He's rad.

Oh. And it's the garage roof that leaked, not the house. And it may not seem high to some, but for me, this just isn't the place I'd want to be.



Also. Welcome home german travelers. We missed you. Thanks for coming by and hanging out. Do it more.