I’m a Fan of Fans

Since today is a scorcher of a day, I just want to say how much I love fans. We have a fan in every bedroom (I installed the kid’s ones last summer) and one in our stairway leading from the main floor to the upstairs. These fans help to circulate the cool air created by our heat pump.

Hiding the heat pump

We do have central air conditioning that is pushed into our home from the heat pump outside. Last summer we had our home at a chilling 19°. But after getting it serviced a few weeks back- the technician recommended keeping the temperature at 23°-25° when the summer heat is in full force. That’s because even just a couple of degrees lower from outside will make all the difference for the comfort level inside. It will also help to keep the heat pump lasting longer and giving it a better lifespan. I still like using our fans though.

My favorite fan is the one in our bedroom. If I had my way, it would be on every time I went to bed- every day of the year. I like the gentle breeze and soft whir as it spins. It reminds me of my teenage years when I had a cheap ceiling fan in my bedroom. I would lay on the bed talking to girls on the phone, just mesmerized by the blades as they spun… as well as being mesmerized by the girls I was talking with. Let’s just say both made me cool.

Do you use air conditioning in your home? Or perhaps it’s windows open and a fan in the window drawing the hot air out of the house. I remember having to do that in our first home that my wife and I bought. How we longed for comfort and AC back then.

Stay cool and hydrated my friends. I’m also a fan of you staying healthy!

Working Summer Nights

The first heatwave has passed us by. As much as I enjoyed lounging by the pool (bit did I ever enjoy that!) I was able to combat the heat in other ways. We had our heat pump serviced last week and the technician gave us some advice on running the AC in order to keep the unit lasting longer.

We also keep the blinds down when the sun is hitting the windows. As well, we keep doors cans windows closed. The ceiling fans are on low in order to circulate the cool air. The comfort level in our home is perfect. So comfortable in fact that it makes it easy for me to sleep during the day.

That’s because my favorite way to battle the summer heat is to work at night. Yeah, night shifts aren’t fun, but the cool evening air and light breeze makes work so much better. When I was a switchman, I worked nights quite regularly in the summer in order to avoid bugs and the heat. I know not everyone has that option in working and outside job- but if you can- I recommend summer nights for working.

Since most folks work normal hours, remember to stay cool and hydrated! Even stuffy offices should be a comfortable place to work at.

The Queens

Today was a day of moving beds around. Two were dismantled and another was built. Not too shabby of a day. I even had some help without much prodding.

First I took apart the queen sized bed that our oldest was using. It had been all but forgotten about in my wife’s front office. We are going to put the bed and frame into storage until our oldest needs it. All the pieces from the frame are together and I labeled each part just in case they need to reassemble it on their own.

After I dismantled that bed, I moved onto our middle child’s bed. They had been using a twin frame that was originally from a bunk bed. It was a solid pine wood bed and will last forever. So that bed is going into storage as well for the time being. Basically until one of our kids has kids…

Once that bed was out of the bedroom, it was time to build a new bed frame. We had bought a queen sized frame, mattress and blanket set as a graduation gift for our middle. At first they were worried that the bed would take up too much space. But in the end, it was a perfect balance of space needed so they could still have all of their friends (aka stuffed toys) sleeping over. Especially the Hello Kitty stuffies and accessories.

I’m glad that our kids are growing up, yet staying youthful at heart. A new bed and frame will push them into adulthood, but with a good nights sleep to get them there.

Forty Six- Returning To The Wedgewood

It’s my birthday today. I am now 46 years of age. No big celebration this year. Just a night away with my wife. A chance to act young and silly. All while feeling like royalty.

We have returned to The Wedgewood Vancouver for our night away. Last time we were here was nearly three years ago. This time around we are on the 8th floor and truly overlooking the city. I like this place because of the service we receive. From the valet meeting us in the street to the concierge bring wine and chocolate covered strawberries to the personal touches of the greeting card in our room.

A sense of luxury and pampering really makes this feel like a well deserved getaway. The stresses of life are left at home, and our short journey into Vancouver is wonderful. A fancy dinner and a couple bottles of wine- we shall let all of our cares subside for 24 hours.

Cheers to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday today! I may be older, but now my foolishness is more eccentric.

Onto the next adventure!

Grey Skies And Rain

I’m often sharing pictures of the sunset and skyline that we see from our home. This evening I’m sitting in a chair in our bedroom, enjoying a beer while the rain falls outside.

As I sit by our patio doors, the bedroom fireplace is going and my wife is enjoying a peaceful moment in the bathtub. Much in the same way I have every week. We are chitchatting about relaxation and the rain. There’s nothing exciting going on for a Saturday evening. But it’s our Saturday evening together.

Looking around our bedroom, I realize that I am very lucky to have found a great partner. My wife and I have numerous art pieces that scream out our love for one another. There is special meaning behind everything we own and I can tell a story about each piece and why it means so much to us. That’s perhaps for another day.

So my Saturday night is a calm night of being content and sharing happiness with the one I love.

Temporary Bedroom

Since we went away on a vacation last week, we required someone to be here to help our two youngest get to school and look after our home. My mother was gracious enough to travel over from Vancouver Island and take on that task. At 79, we couldn’t ask her to sleep in a kids bed. So we offered up our bedroom.

In doing so, my wife and I needed to sleep elsewhere in the house. So we took over the queen size bed in our eldest child’s room. Since they chose to go stay elsewhere over the past few weeks, it wasn’t going to inconvenience them. It’s a pretty good room in many ways. Close to a bathroom, has a fireplace, it’s own entry to go outside, double French doors inside… but you can hear everything that goes on downstairs in the kitchen and living room.

For me, Sunday was challenging to get some sleep since I have to work night shifts and the noise during the day kept me up. Today, because I am so tired, as soon as I’m done writing- I should be passing out. It’s the last time I need to use this room since my mother is leaving to return to her home.

I noticed that sleeping in our home has a “Goldilocks” feel. Our son’s bed is two small and the next two beds are two soft. But because the master bedroom is ours- it definitely feels like a “Papa Bear” place to rest. Which will be my normal place after this sleep. I look forward to that, but fully understand that our oldest may get cranky sometimes when people aren’t respectful while they try and sleep.

Do you give up your bed for guests, or do you have a spare room/ bed you give them?

The Bedroom: A Comfortable Reading Spot

I have been enjoying reading once more. Now that we are essentially settled into our new home (almost FIVE months), I am finding comfort zones. Our home is starting to feel more cozy by the day… And not just because of our Christmas decorations.

When I read, generally it’s in bed right before I go to sleep. Right before we moved we had an ENDY mattress delivered. I can’t believe that my sleep has improved so much over these past few months. This was probably the best investment in our health ever made. What ends up happening however, is that I fall asleep very easily about a dozen pages into my book.

On the other side of our master bedroom is a little sitting nook by the balcony doors. I have sat here numerous times on Zoom calls and to read. My wife has also utilized this spot. It is a perfect setting for relaxing and daydreaming. Getting lost in the fantasy world of a good novel is throughly enjoyed.

Our family members each have spots that they enjoy as well. Obviously the teenagers favor their bedrooms. But I am doing the same. Your bedroom is a place of solitude where you can feel at peace. It’s the great location to read a book.

Do you read in bed? Or do you have a favorite spot that you find comfortable? Let me know in the comments.

Rooms Less Viewed

Since autumn is slowly encroaching on our lives, we will be spending more time indoors than we did over the summer. Of course I have mentioned some of our more used rooms in previous blogs. But there is also a couple of spaces that we use but just don’t have the pizazz or views that I have shared.

The “Flex Area”

Upstairs in the main section that leads to the bedrooms- we have a squared off “Flex Area”. Our couch fit in the spot under the window perfectly. Our dog loves this location as well. I also put our old plasma television with the PlayStation 4 across from it. The kids can disappear for a bit to watch tv or play games, but still be within yelling distance of the staircase.

It’s also a great area for the VR headset. Our son will put a couple of our Yogibos at the top of the stairs as an added safety when playing. (Although the virtual parameters are set well inside of this and will warn the player if they are crossing the border.)

The “Dining Room”

We have never really used a “Dining Room” as intended. Our last house had such an open concept that we would constantly move our dining table and piano around. In our new house, we opted to put our parlor grand piano and a glass door bookcase in the dining room. This section of the room is hardly used. Except for the dog bed. How come our dog gets two rooms?

A small section of the dining room is devoted to my wife’s work station at this time. She is enjoying facing the back windows and staring at the views whenever she looks up from her monitor. Next summer all of this will move into our front office (which is currently our eldest’s bedroom). For now, it’s a great use of a space we don’t use very often.

Do you use rooms for unintended purposes? Is your dining room a craft room perhaps? Or is a spare bedroom a darkroom for photography? Let me know how you use spaces in your home.

ENDY- Will It End My Poor Sleep?

Man, it feels as though I’ve been complaining a lot lately about getting old and my ailments. Sorry about that. This is my last one for a while, I promise.

Couple of human sized divots from a decade of sleeping.

Our king size mattress has been causing restless nights over the past while. Waking up with back and shoulder pains was making my wife and I cranky. So we discussed getting a new mattress for when we move.

My wife placed an order for the ENDY mattress because it was coming with some free bedsheets if we order before the end of May. We expected the mattress to show up next week some time. Instead it arrived the next day. Awesome!

This morning I swapped out our old mattress for the new one with the help of our kids. Then off to the Waste Transfer Station (A nicer way to say Garbage Dump) to get rid of the old mattress. $15 to ditch a bad night’s sleep. Better than offering it out to friends.

We are looking forward to our first sleep on the ENDY. With all of the positive reviews, if it lasts ten years like our other mattress then it will be well worth it. If you want to get one for yourself, check out this link: ENDY.

Now to make the bed and take a nap.

Blanket Coverage

Ever since moving into this house, we have always had blankets in our living room. We find it makes life a little bit more cozy while enjoying movies. Having a blanket brings forth a sense of comfort.

A few years ago, my wife made some “Theater Blankets” for each of our kids. The material is made of a fun fleece print with images of popcorn and such. She gave each blanket a separate trim colour so the kids could tell them apart.

The blanket I use, and often fight with my family because they want it as well, is my ALF blanket. I was given this blanket about 20 years ago at a company baseball game. A coworker had brought it to lay in the field with and I asked if I could have it at the end of the day. He didn’t mind, so now I have a comforter that I wrap myself into to stay snug.

We have a box that we are now keeping these blankets in when not in use. Even though we use these blankets almost daily! But it will help to keep the room clean and tidy. For now at least…

Or do you sit on your couch in a blanket while watching movies or tv?Do you have a favorite blanket? Let me know in the comments.

Buster Poindexter Kind of Hot

The past few days have been the hottest I ever remember experiencing. As if the world decided all at once that it was time to crank the thermostat and break the switch at the same time.

It’s perpetually hot now. Yes, summer is nice, I’m not trying to complain. But give us those perfect summer days with a cool summer night. Not habanero heat hovering heavily all around. It’s just unpleasant.

I ventured out of my air conditioned office a couple of times the past couple of days at work. The wall of heat hit hard. So hard that I used “H” alliteration twice in this blog.

Sleeping in this heat is difficult as well. You lay down with no covers enjoying the fan. Inching closer and closer to the cool air blowing at your body. On the verge of falling off the bed in hopes to cool your feet down at the very least. Or so I imagine it to be.

Our home doesn’t get warmer than 24°C on a hot day. The abundance of trees shade our home. The brick work keeps it trapped inside.

It’s just stepping outside that sucks. It’s too damn HOT HOT HOT.

Shoes Make The Man

I bought some shoes the other day. Seeing them made me happy- so I needed to own a pair. I haven’t been excited about shoes in ages. Once I started living on my own, all I did was buy whatever was cheapest, but those hardly ever lasted- meaning I had to buy shoes more frequently.

Back in 1987- I loved my L.A. Gears. With fish gill sides, colorful laces and license plate tags. I was ending elementary school in style! Word.

Then came my Reebok pumps in the early days of high school. Gimmicky and expensive. But I was trying to fit in with people I hardly knew.

The balance of my high school days and into my early 20’s I was a Converse and Airwalk fan. Flat shoes were perfect to slip on and great for all those hackysack sessions.

I’ve always loved shoes that make a statement. From ugly patchwork to vibrant neon- they say shoes make the man, so I guess I’m just a zany doofus.

Over the past few years, I have been enjoying comfort again. Walking around Tokyo or Disneyland meant my feet needed better support. Sketchers have become my shoe of choice for a couple of years now. The other day I discovered a shoe that shares my love of anime as well. I picked up some “One Piece” inspired Sketchers.

I think that my style and choice in shoes is being passed on to my son because he got a pair of “One Piece” shoes as well.

If the shoe fits… wear it.

Clothes Make The Man

I just dress comfortably. Throw on a graphic tee and a pair of jeans-and I’m good to go. Most of my days are like that. I just enjoy being comfortable.

This Friday at work, I chose to dress a bit more upper class. A pair of linen pants, a long sleeved button up white shirt and an amazing velour jacket.

I was freaking killing it.

Needless to say, nearly everyone complimented my style. It was also pointed out that most do “Casual Friday” and dress the way I do on a regular basis. As if my “Casual Friday” means to dress it up. Which I suppose it does.

I figured that if the sun was going to shine for one day this week- I could rock the “Garden Party” look in this type of weather. No need to worry though- I’ll back to jeans and a tee shirt. But this man can still surprise you with his style.

Old Guy Practice

Not caring means I can be happy. Yesterday morning my wife asked me to join her in dropping off the kids at school. So I agreed- with concessions.

I had to go in my pajamas. And housecoat. Screw getting dressed. Days off are made for not giving a sh*t. But it was a cold winter morning…

So I needed to bring a crochet blanket to stay warm. This was my moment to feel elderly and comfortable. Maybe in the future one of our children will be driving me to an appointment. I’ll be old and heading to a doctor appointment or something…

This vision of dad in a housecoat with a handmade crochet blanket is intended to create Deja Vu. You know, old people have it down pat. Be comfortable and stay warm.

Yesterday was one of my practice runs. I’m starting to enjoy it. I can’t wait for senior’s breakfast deals at the local Co-Op.

Indoor Footwear

When I come home I take off my shoes. Only to put on slippers. Indoor footwear? Why? I guess to keep my feet warm. I don’t really mind walking around in socks or barefooted. But slippers are just a way of life. And we go through them rather quickly. About every three or four months, we need to get new ones.

I like owning slippers. My slippers wait for me at the side of my bed. The fuzzy comfort for my feet as I roll out of my nice warm bed. I always get at least one pair of slippers at Christmas. One year, my daughter gave me three pairs. She figured that way I wouldn’t run out before the next Christmas.

My wife has slippers that my children often steal. Even though they each have their own, they find it fun to take their mother’s slippers and walk around in them.

Recently, I picked up some “back up” slippers. They are hung under our stairs near the front door just in case someone in our family forgets their slippers upstairs. I also bought them because they reminded me of our trip to Tokyo.

Our hotel gave us each a pair of slippers that we were told we could keep. We received new ones Every Single Day. So we ended up with a pretty good stockpile of white slippers. My wife and I plan on giving them out when guests come over. Even just for dinner. We are going to offer slippers to make our home feel like a comfortable place they our guests can feel like it’s their home.

I’m looking forward to getting a new pair of slippers for Christmas. I should probably go out and buy a pair for my wife also. The kids are slowly killing hers.

Pants-Free Comfort at Home

I came home tonight after work and did a very “Dad” thing.  I took off my pants and just hung out in my underpants and dress shirt. It’s a liberating sensation to just drop the trousers and let your legs air out.


Usually I put some on lounge pants or shorts, but today I didn’t.  No reason really. I just didn’t want to.  Maybe I’m a bit lazy. Maybe I wanted some more freedom in my own home.


Butt, I’m happy not putting on pants this evening.  Sure, my wife and kids are embarrassed- only more for themselves, not me.  I’m not embarrassed.  It was mentioned though by everyone in the household that I should be wearing pants at the dinner table.

I’m not showing off anything totes inappropes, so who cares.  I know in the past, friends have seen me in far less clothing, or even naked, on occasion.  I’m not exactly a sex symbol to most folks.  However, I’m kind of ok with how I look. I’m not trying to impress anyone.

Don’t look!


So there you have it.  I did a stereotypical “Dad” thing this evening after a long day at work.  Now I’m going to bed.  

I plan on sleeping naked- just in case you needed that visual tonight. All in the name of comfort.

I’ve Fallen and I Can’t Get Up

No, I’m not all elderly and decrepit, needing a button to call for help.  Maybe one day, but today is not that day.


Instead, I’m stuck in my theater room lounging on a beanbag chair.  I have become one with the furniture.  My lazy gene has taken over my body and kicked out the motivation gene.  I still have the ability to move, but only to adjust my comfort level.  

The last couple of days was a torrent of spring cleaning.  Both inside and outside of the house.  I’m really happy with the progress and all of the assistance I got from my family.  But today it came to a grinding halt.  All because of my Colecovision.


I wanted to play some of my old games on the big screen.  We don’t have a tv in the theater room- just a projector.  Unfortunately there was no way to connect the rf switch to our projector.  I tried to bypass this issue with an old vcr, running the rf switch into the “cable in” and using the RCA cables going out.  No such luck.  I’m sure there is a way to resolve this issue, but with my current collection of cables and wires, I was unable to play Zaxxon.  This made me sad.

I know there are downloads available on PlayStation or something.  I also know that there is a retro console available for purchase with all of those classic games built in and shown in hi-res.  But that’s not the point.  The point is that I am at a stage where I may indeed get rid of my Colecovision and my Intellivision.


After the disappointment kicked in, I opted to pull out Guitar Hero 3 and play a few rounds with my wife.  She was happy to beat me.  But when we stopped, I couldn’t get up.  My comfort level was too damn high!  She left and I had to call out to a child to come into the room to turn off the screen and stereo.  I was lucky enough that my iPhone was within reach so I could write my blog post today.

I can try and turtle-roll myself out of this beanbag chair and get started on my dinner.  Maybe a shower as well.  Unless someone wants to feed me…  I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.  The beanbag chair is like a warm hug entrapping me in its arms.

Pajamas 

Sleeping is my favorite pastime.  Having a comfortable bed is awesome.  My wife knows that if I climb into bed for a “nap” it will last minimum four hours.  We also own a couch long enough for me to lay across and still have room for the kids to sit and watch tv.  I even wrote a blog post about taking naps. It’s titled Naps.  <–Check it out.  Falling asleep for me doesn’t take much.  Maybe I’ll share my secrets one day.

Onto today’s topic: Pajamas.

Sears bringing wishes to life for years.


Yesterday I was looking for pictures of our backyard ice rink when I stumbled across some photos of Christmas from long ago. Thirty years ago I had a set of red Winnie The Pooh pjs direct from Sears. Anyone else remember the Sears Wish Book? That was our way of searching for toys and goodies pre-internet.  We must have gotten that book for two decades, my wife and I even picked them up on occasion once having kids.  I remember my mother would be on the phone calling in codes and confirming shipping back in September in hopes that us children would still like those gifts when they arrived under the Christmas tree.  One year I got pjs that I loved.

Winnie the Pooh PJs and Hockey totally make me look cool.


They were red, even though I wanted blue, but I loved the crap out of them.  They zipped all the way up from the inside of my heel to my neck.  They had feet!  Footed pjs with little grips on the bottom.  I could run around the kitchen linoleum and not slip.  As I grew (like most children) I was wearing these pjs for months until my mother had to cut off the feet and add an elastic because I didn’t want to give them up.  Even the Winnie the Pooh emblem had begun peeling off before this happened.  But once the footies were gone, so was my love for them.

Years passed.  As I grew up- I went through pajama suits, to just wearing boxers, pajama pants, even sleeping naked.  Long before having children mind you- those rascals always know when you are indecent and they want to talk.  But I never again owned a onesie with feet until a couple of years ago.


A couple of years ago, I was walking through the local mall and saw that they made adult pj onesies with feet!  I bugged my wife to stop, tried some on, and was so excited about them.  But Christmas was coming up and I didn’t want to buy them- just in case Santa was going to bring them for me.

He didn’t.

I was a bit upset.  But that’s ok.  My wife explained that she hated the pjs.  However, three months later on my birthday- my middle daughter gave me my first pair of adult onesie pjs!  I put them on with excitement.  I even showed off the bum flap!

Oopsie


I love these pjs.  My wife hates them.  So I am only wearing them as I sleep during the days as I rest for my night shift.  I had to forgo “Sexy” for “Comfort” in this time off chilly winter weather.  Plus, I really like how soft they are.  Fleece is so warm.  Now every December I bring them out only for a couple of months.  I want them to last for years.  

But not just to spite my wife- these pjs are like a warm hug that brings back memories of a simpler time.  A time when videogames had one button and four colours.  A time when telephones had cords.  A time when Santa was a creepy smelly man in the mall who really did smoke a pipe.

Comfort vs Style

This past weekend, my wife finally agreed to changing out our theater room seating.  We used to have a large L shaped leather couch that we have since moved into our family room.  In its place, we put our white love seat and couch as a temporary sitting arrangement.  Those couches we have had for nearly twelve years and they don’t suit our home any more.  So it’s time to change it up.


Our theater room used to be a formal living room.  But we hardly used the space when we first moved in.  My wife and I decided (mostly with my convincing of her) to make it into a theater room.  We have enjoyed many years of family movie nights, video games, and sporting event finals.


However, since changing the style of seats the comfort level has been lacking.  The kids fight over where to sit and how to sit.  Even I am uncomfortable as I try and curl up beside my wife on our love seat.

At Vancouver Fan Expo of all places, my wife “discovered” some new seating possibilities.  To say that I am irked is putting it mildly because for years I have suggested it.  However it took her trying it out without me around for her to suggest it for our home.  Now, she is seriously looking into the idea.

FINALLY, we may be buying bean bag chairs for the room.  Check these bad boys out at Yogibo.


Okay, it may not seem very grown up or whatever.  But hear me out.  These aren’t just your run-of-the-mill Walmart bean bag chairs.  These are of a higher quality and come in more sizes and colours.  The layout and configuration of our theater room can be in constant change.  My wife and I are now discussing how many to buy, which styles and what colours.  We may end up with a rainbow assortment at the end of all this.


All it took was a salesman to flirt with my wife to make this happen.  😉  Just kidding. It took my wife finally trying out a bean bag chair that wasn’t cheaply made.  As much as I’m all for couches and regular furniture, I’m kind of excited about the change and basic silliness of it all.  I’ll keep you posted on the progress…