My tongue is getting sore, at the back of my throat, and I’m kind of hoarse and I have sneezed a couple times today and I’m really tired, but I’ve had a hard day of hard thinking, so that’s a moot point as always. I’m just sneaking in here to update the CDC report before we lose the data entirely, and to say that I committed to a kitchen. I paid for cabinets and I have installation estimates and we picked our countertop and color, but are rounding up estimates for it.
Lest you’ve forgotten, we’re going with the IKEA Adel Medium Brown, and we decided that the CaesarStone “Jerusalem Sand” is the perfectest thing ever. IKEA sells it, but we’re getting other quotes just because. I was grateful to have been warned yesterday by a blog visitor that the swine flu had shut down the IKEA playroom, so I ended up placing the order for the kitchen cabinets (and guts–they tempt you with lots and lots of drawer inserts, and I don’t even want to get started on how many spice rack trays I fell for) all by myself. Fella and Filly stayed home with Husband while I chummed it up with Fernando and gave him a big pile of my money. I have a feeling that IKEA will be the best price for our countertop, considering how other places seem to give quotes that rely an awful lot on linear inches in addition to square feet, but I’ve got a week more to figure it out. Turns out that the swine flu has disrupted the schedule for the media center sale somehow (parts have been delayed in Mexico, Fernando told me, and I put the pieces together), so it can’t start tomorrow like they wanted to. Lest they be entirely without a sale, they are extending the kitchen sale a week. I am sort of glad that I didn’t know that before today. I worked myself into a right state last night over an estimate from a contractor that I just had funny feelings about but who was offering a good price, and decided to just go with the major distributor. I went in this morning with my mind all made up, was one of the first people to get a salesperson (I tell you what that store got busy this afternoon), and just placed the order. If I waited another week, I’d end up in another right state.
The contractor wasn’t even a bad, icky guy. He came to my house to take measurements and seemed OK, but there were just little things about the whole transaction that felt weird. Like the website was completely devoid of content. Like his name came up with a bunch of other businesses, usually real estate wheeling and dealing. Like he was the guy behind a bunch of domain names. Like I didn’t get an estimate for counters and cabinets separate. Like you had to pay by check. Like all the references he provided were men. Like the website in the advertisement was defunct. Like there was a spelling error on the business card. Meanwhile, the quote I got (which came in too high for us) from the recommended place with the really nice people I felt absolutely confident about. The quote I got from the local IKEA recommended installer was someone I’d gotten estimates from two years ago and really liked, and I really liked dealing with them again. Husband says that all of the things I felt funny about with the one guy was nothing he would have worried about, so I feel a little paranoid, but it’s a non-issue now. And where is that CDC report you wanted? Sorry! Right after the quick tomato report:
The Tomato Report:
I have lots and lots of flowers, and a roma plant is finally showing its first buds, too. The BFF yellow pear that is still at my house is also budding–lucky her–and the three plants for Book Club Buddy that were starting to languish in their styrofoam cups (which were supposed to be temporary!) got moved into plastic beer cups. She’s moving to a house with a yard any week now, but the yellow pear plant she’s getting was really two stalks, and they were starting to hurt each other with their proximity. I broke those two up and had to tear some roots, but the stalks appeared strong and I fully expect that both of them made the transition. I also had a four openings in the herb pot holding a red currant plant in the center and four cilantro plants in the other openings, so I planted more cilantro. Fella likes to walk over and pick the leaves right from the stalk and eat them, and because it’s practically a weed I figured I might as well grow an abundance. I have a bunch of seeds lying around.
There! All my chatter is done! Here’s your Swine Flu Numbers for the United States of America and for the rest of the world. That is, your H1N1 Flu numbers–they’ve officially changed the name. I’ll transition myself.
The CDC Update on US Cases of H1N1 Flu:
May 2, 2009, 11:00 AM EDT
Arizona: 4 people
California: 24 people (+11)
Colorado: 2 people
Connecticut: 1 person (new!)
Delaware: 4 people
Florida: 2 people (new!)
Illinois: 3 people
Indiana: 3 people
Kansas: 2 people
Kentucky: 1 person
Massachusetts: 6 people (+4)
Michigan: 2 people
Nebraska: no cases reported (-1 from yesterday)
Nevada: 1 person
New York: 51 people (+1)
Ohio: 1 person
South Carolina: 13 (-3)
Texas: 28 people, 1 death
Virginia: 2 people
The WHO is up to its tenth update, so I’ve missed a few. They’ve also changed to the new name.
The situation continues to evolve. As of 18:00 GMT+1, 2 May 2009, 16 countries have officially reported 658 cases of influenza A(H1N1) infection.
Mexico has reported 397 confirmed human cases of infection, including 16 deaths. The higher number of cases from Mexico in the past 48 hours reflects ongoing testing of previously collected specimens. The United States Government has reported 160 laboratory confirmed human cases, including one death.
The following countries have reported laboratory confirmed cases with no deaths – Austria (1), Canada (51), China, Hong Kong Special Administrative Region (1), Costa Rica (1), Denmark (1), France (2), Germany (6), Israel (3), Netherlands (1), New Zealand (4), Republic of Korea (1), Spain (13), Switzerland (1) and the United Kingdom (15).
Ugly Betty hasn’t been on in a while, but it came back this week and I enjoyed it well enough. I don’t often find a lot to discuss about the show these days, because it’s pretty straightforward, but I had to speak up about this. Wilhelmina is so lying to Christina, don’t you think? So lying. She’s not afraid that Christina would do anything to the baby; she’s hired another nanny so no one sees the baby getting older in Christina’s arms. I feel terrible for Wilhelmina in this situation, and I’m not sure what to make of it, really. Genetics don’t make a parent. Of course, Christina never dreamed she was carrying her own child. Yet poor Wilhelmina! She really loves this child and I will argue her side on this. Not the legal, ethical side–the side of perhaps she got pregnant as a pawn but this baby is her chance to be a better mother, which she has demonstrated that she wishes she were.