With summer upon us, and in anticipation of hosting several visitors, we’ve been racing against the clock to get Fry Lodge ship shape. Kristine spent last week painting walls and laying carpet in our bedroom, so that I could put my new nail gun to work this weekend installing baseboard trim. The kids got in on the remodel action, too. While at the hardware store yesterday, Henry convinced me that we needed some curb appeal, so we bought some planters and marigolds to go in them. Ruby helped fill nail holes, and both kids put face plates back on once the paint dried. The bedroom remodel is now complete, just in time for the arrival of Jim and Mary Kay this week.
The Fry Family Quartet spent the weekend in Seattle after my return from an east coast business trip Friday night. We had a great time taking advantage of the big city amenities. The kids got their summer haircuts. We took in a movie (Inside Out). And, on Father’s Day, we went to Home Depot, where Kristine and the kids bought me a nail gun. I’m very thankful for my family today. Tomorrow, they return to Lopez while I stay in Seattle to prepare for the official launch of 468 Communications (Thursday, June 25).
Ruby Fry graduated from Lopez Island Elementary Kindergarten on Thursday. As I watched her receive her diploma I imagined 12 years from now, when she’ll be graduating from high school. I know that moment will come before Kristine and I are ready for it. Or will it? Tonight at the dinner table Ruby and I discussed the morning’s graduation ceremony. I remarked about how one boy received an award for the best attendance record (only 7 days absent). Ruby responded, “Yeah, but I threw up at school less than anybody else.”
My last chore before going to bed tonight was to dump the water from the dehumidifier onto the lawn. This took me no more than 20 seconds. In that 20 seconds, a swallow flew into the Fry Lodge living room through the sliding glass door, which I had stupidly (in retrospect) left open. I spent a few minutes secretly trying to shoo the bird back outside. Kristine wouldn’t be the wiser. Then it flew down the hallway into our bedroom. At that point I felt obligated to tell Kristine that I’d let a bird into the house. After I closed the bedroom door to at least confine the bird to one room, Kristine told me to grab a broom. Because that’s what Chris Farley and David Spade did during the bat scene in Black Sheep. I grabbed the broom and a fish net. Kristine grabbed a sheet. Meanwhile a swallow was flying into our mirror and pooping on our carpet. And our dresser. And our bed spread. At 11pm. Kristine put on some protective clothing and went after the bird with the sheet. I attempted to capture it with the fish net. Kristine moved our lamp outside the sliding glass door. Something she learned from Black Sheep. The bird continued to poop on our stuff. Finally, after 25 minutes of scrambling about, we finally shooed the damn swallow out of our bedroom. Lesson? Always close the door behind you.
In other Fry Lodge news, Henry and Ruby had their ballet recitals this week.