The ceilings are quite high, hut not as high (I think) as the photo suggests, as it was taken from a very low angle. I really, really do love the colour though. And the difference it makes to the look and feel, and even the sound of the house is immeasurable.
I dunno about all geeks, but I do know that I have impeccable taste. And of COURSE you should have married a geek, Calista, geeks RULE! :-)
That's true. I also think musicians are more specific geeks. My husband goes nuts over gear, amps, guitars, Protools, but can't/won't figure out how to operate the food processor, the stroller, or the car seat.
Do you read manuals instead of novels, too? He only reads one magazine called Blender. Everything else is a manual. He's even been known to take a manual to the restroom with him.
Calista, you are so right. Geeks of a certain type (the type to which Matt and I belong) have a certain 'something' for the impeccable.
However - I do think a 'mashed potato eating fitness freak' takes geekness to a whole new level; an uber-geek if you like. Most can only aspire to that level.
Funnily enough I read EDGE magazine (I have every issue printed) and I also do NOT read Cosmo.
Too right, Matt. A meal is NOT a meal unless it has some form of spuds to accompany. Whether it be fries (for the non-fitness freaks), boiled, baked or mashed. There's nothing like starting your day with a bowl of bran flakes and a hearty helping of spuds. It sets you up for the day.
Matt - See my blog about Five Fave Dishes and about why I don't read Cosmo for a clue.
Thank you both for the inspiration!
As for the Irish blood, yes. My grandmother's maiden name was Eagan. Apparently her grandparents sailed over at some point. They would not talk about it. I think they wanted to forget it for some reason. Most of the women on that side of the family have a name consisting of two of any of the following: Mary, Margaret, or Agnes. Pick two and you've got a winner! Oh, yes...we can't forget the flaming red hair and the distinct inability to tan.
Yeah, being an Irishman of immigrant blood, I have brown hair, and turn a lovely shade of brown when exposed to the sun for an hour or three. Thank God. I don't think I could live with being a ginge.
The love of potatoes seems to be learned rather than instinctive, though. If you are Irish, or are related to anyone who is, then you love the spuds. No argument. People who have an Irish connection and don't like spuds should be banished to ooh, I dunno... Mongolia?
Ginge, is it? I hope that's not a derogatory term ;-)
At least I am not blue, like your neighbors to the northeast.
Mongolia sounds good, though I'm not sure if that's a good place of banishment. Are there potatoes in Mongolia? Perhaps we should send them to Idaho where potatoes abound.
Mongolia, allegedly, is great for barbeques. I'm sure I heard that somewehere...
I'm not entirely sure from where I got my love for spuds. I'm half Hungarian but Hungary is not known for it's potato farming. It's kind of more wine and ghoulash.
Apologies for going totally off-topic; I do really like your carpet, Matt. :-)
It IS lovely isn't it? Now all that's left is the tiles in the kitchen. And the bathrooms. And the curtains. And... well, ok, there's a good bit left to do. So y'all better stay tuned! :-)
I remember when I first moved into my own house. Needing to decorate the bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, lounge, dining room, hallways, landing, extension. That was almost 6 years ago. I still need to decorate the bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, lounge, dining room... you get the picture! ;-) On a serious note I have actually managed to decorate the house. The only disaster area left is the kitchen, but that was due to a high pressure water pipe bursting upstairs; one that turned my kitchen walls into waterfalls and the kitchen floor into a lake.
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That looks lovely! That's a nice rusty color - should hide spills well. I like the high ceilings.
My teal carpet doesn't hide stains so well.
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 4:20 PM
Good choice of colour; very inviting and warm. It reminds me of my own home... As such it's plain to see that you have impeccable taste. :-)
Posted by: SharkyUK | July 14, 2006 6:25 PM
So geeks have impeccable taste as well as being fitness freaks?!?!?
Perhaps I should have married a geek...
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 6:41 PM
The ceilings are quite high, hut not as high (I think) as the photo suggests, as it was taken from a very low angle. I really, really do love the colour though. And the difference it makes to the look and feel, and even the sound of the house is immeasurable.
I dunno about all geeks, but I do know that I have impeccable taste. And of COURSE you should have married a geek, Calista, geeks RULE! :-)
Posted by: Matt | July 14, 2006 7:11 PM
Heee :-) That'll teach me.
My husband does have excellent taste...but he's not a geek. He's a musician.
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 7:54 PM
Musicians can be geeks. They are geeks, ina way. They're just music geeks.
Posted by: Matt | July 14, 2006 8:50 PM
That's true. I also think musicians are more specific geeks. My husband goes nuts over gear, amps, guitars, Protools, but can't/won't figure out how to operate the food processor, the stroller, or the car seat.
Are other kinds of geeks the same?
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 9:02 PM
Definitely, there has to be a specialised subject. There are, to the best of my knowledge, no 'general knowledge' geeks.
Posted by: Matt | July 14, 2006 9:32 PM
Do you read manuals instead of novels, too? He only reads one magazine called Blender. Everything else is a manual. He's even been known to take a manual to the restroom with him.
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 10:00 PM
I read EDGE magazine, a kinda 'grown-up' videogames magazine. And books. And the internet.
But mostly the internet.
Posted by: Matt | July 14, 2006 10:06 PM
Yup - I am internet girl! I am a geek in the respect. I luff the internet.
I like photography magazines, and the occasional girly one, but I will not read Cosmo. Ever.
Posted by: Calista | July 14, 2006 10:25 PM
Calista, you are so right. Geeks of a certain type (the type to which Matt and I belong) have a certain 'something' for the impeccable.
However - I do think a 'mashed potato eating fitness freak' takes geekness to a whole new level; an uber-geek if you like. Most can only aspire to that level.
Funnily enough I read EDGE magazine (I have every issue printed) and I also do NOT read Cosmo.
Posted by: SharkyUK | July 15, 2006 2:00 AM
No silly Atkins diet for us, no sir! We must have mashed spuds!
Posted by: Calista | July 15, 2006 5:14 AM
Do you have Irish blood in you, Calista? Most people I know think that a meal can't be dinner unless there's spuds in it!
Posted by: Matt | July 15, 2006 1:28 PM
Too right, Matt. A meal is NOT a meal unless it has some form of spuds to accompany. Whether it be fries (for the non-fitness freaks), boiled, baked or mashed. There's nothing like starting your day with a bowl of bran flakes and a hearty helping of spuds. It sets you up for the day.
Posted by: SharkyUK | July 15, 2006 1:42 PM
What I want to know is this: How did a photo of a newly red-carpeted hall and stairs lead to a conversation about spuds for breakfast?
Posted by: Matt | July 15, 2006 1:48 PM
Matt - See my blog about Five Fave Dishes and about why I don't read Cosmo for a clue.
Thank you both for the inspiration!
As for the Irish blood, yes. My grandmother's maiden name was Eagan. Apparently her grandparents sailed over at some point. They would not talk about it. I think they wanted to forget it for some reason. Most of the women on that side of the family have a name consisting of two of any of the following: Mary, Margaret, or Agnes. Pick two and you've got a winner! Oh, yes...we can't forget the flaming red hair and the distinct inability to tan.
Posted by: Calista | July 15, 2006 3:22 PM
Yeah, being an Irishman of immigrant blood, I have brown hair, and turn a lovely shade of brown when exposed to the sun for an hour or three. Thank God. I don't think I could live with being a ginge.
The love of potatoes seems to be learned rather than instinctive, though. If you are Irish, or are related to anyone who is, then you love the spuds. No argument. People who have an Irish connection and don't like spuds should be banished to ooh, I dunno... Mongolia?
Posted by: Matt | July 15, 2006 4:14 PM
Ginge, is it? I hope that's not a derogatory term ;-)
At least I am not blue, like your neighbors to the northeast.
Mongolia sounds good, though I'm not sure if that's a good place of banishment. Are there potatoes in Mongolia? Perhaps we should send them to Idaho where potatoes abound.
Posted by: Calista | July 15, 2006 5:51 PM
Mongolia, allegedly, is great for barbeques. I'm sure I heard that somewehere...
I'm not entirely sure from where I got my love for spuds. I'm half Hungarian but Hungary is not known for it's potato farming. It's kind of more wine and ghoulash.
Apologies for going totally off-topic; I do really like your carpet, Matt. :-)
Posted by: SharkyUK | July 15, 2006 8:11 PM
It IS lovely isn't it? Now all that's left is the tiles in the kitchen. And the bathrooms. And the curtains. And... well, ok, there's a good bit left to do. So y'all better stay tuned! :-)
Posted by: Matt | July 15, 2006 9:01 PM
I remember when I first moved into my own house. Needing to decorate the bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, lounge, dining room, hallways, landing, extension. That was almost 6 years ago. I still need to decorate the bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, lounge, dining room... you get the picture! ;-) On a serious note I have actually managed to decorate the house. The only disaster area left is the kitchen, but that was due to a high pressure water pipe bursting upstairs; one that turned my kitchen walls into waterfalls and the kitchen floor into a lake.
Posted by: SharkyUK | July 16, 2006 12:42 AM
(strangest comment I've ever left on a blog)
I LOVE your doors!
Posted by: razorhead | July 17, 2006 5:04 PM
You may love our doors (and they are lovely), but you just try hanging one of them. They're as heavy as f***.
That reminds me, I need some WD-40.
Posted by: Matt | July 17, 2006 5:31 PM