Month: June 2004

The alarm went off again this morning. It’s not loud enough to wake you up immediately. Your brain just starts being overloaded by the constant repetition. We kept earplugs by the bed, but the pillow over my bad ear worked again for me, and I think Berck was too out of it to care, though he did mumble something about it. The note was still on the little clip by our neighbor’s door today…along with a business card for the U.S. Census Service, a representative of which knocked on our door sometime last week and asked if we had any…

Our upstairs neighbor isn’t around much. I think she spends most nights at her boyfriend’s place, coming back now and then to feed her cat (we’ve seen lurking in the window). This is good for a couple of reasons. On weekends especially, we tend to lose track of time and have the stereo up loud way into the night. When she is home, the floor creaks and groans, the washing machine rattles the walls, but it usually isn’t too bad. On Saturday night we went to bed late. After we had crawled in bed, we heard our neighbor climb the…

I had moose for the first time last night. Moose don’t live in Oklahoma. But pilots (and would-be pilots, like my husband) do. One of the flight instructors Berck’s flown with offered him a moose roast, so Berck offered to invite him over for pizza if he brought it. That was last Friday. This Thursday, Berck invited D and his girlfriend over to eat the roast. But Berck discovered after chopping up all the vegetables to go in with it that the vacuum-packed chunk of thawed meat was actually ground moose. So we had a beef roast instead. A sorry…