Construction is Finished — Almost — Sunroom 3

Construction Finished – Almost

Ahh . . . the continuing saga of construction: remodeling, replacing, upgrading and building is nearing completion. We can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Or, at least, we think we can — Bathroom, Heating, AC and Sunroom (patio enclosure) — and, of course, a depleted bank account. The work should last for several years (decades?) and enhance our retired lives, especially, Di’s.

I think it’s better to spend for retirement early (if you can) and enjoy the results for years, rather than delay things until they are absolutely necessary and having to rush getting them done.

Today saw most of the construction of Di’s sunroom completed and the backyard cleaned. The work on the “patio enclosure” is being done by Patios by B & B a local Orange County company. Its workers have been both neat and hardworking. Between the de-construction and construction at least seven different workers (plus the production manage and owner) have been involved. Questions are answered quickly and phone calls returned promptly.

The roof was finished and the rain gutters installed. Caulking was done and the room seals well. The room is usable and the cats won’t get outside.

On Monday the crew will be back to finish the electrical work — this includes adding lighting to the ceiling. The city inspector will come and check the construction. Finish work and the installation of the flooring can then begin.

Also, on Tuesday our Heating/AC folks (Cool Air Technologies) are coming out to see about extending our system to the new room. We may get some sort of blinds for the windows so the sun does not shine directly into Di’s eyes or make the TV unwatchable — need to have a cable outlet (TWC) installed, too.

The room is usable now — the amenities will follow at their own pace — quickly, if not yesterday, as far as Di is concerned.


Construction Sunroom 8
Sunroom 8
Construction Sunroom 9
Sunroom 9

Sunroom 10
Sunroom 10
Sunroom 11
Sunroom 11

Sunroom 12
Sunroom 12

Sunroom 2 — Deconstruction and Construction

Sunroom – Continued

Well, no work on the sunroom today.

Took Charlie to get her picture taken to renew her British passport today — No, a British passport picture is not the same as an American picture. Both the pose and size are a bit different.

Then, I took her to one of her favorite stores for a “little” shopping. The shop is called “Fleur de Lys” and is located on 17th Street in Costa Mesa — almost, but not quite, in Newport Beach. We got there a little after 1 pm and left about 3 pm — women and shopping . . .

They are supposed to do some work on the sunroom tomorrow, Saturday. Enough to be ready for final inspection on Monday. One thing that needs to be corrected is a wiring error that has an outdoor light switch connected to an indoor dual plug. Hopefully, the roof over the room is completed before any rain comes. We’re supposed to get a bit this weekend — I’ll believe it when I see it.

Also, on Saturday the electrician who installed our new 200 amp box is supposed to return and correct two things the city inspector found wrong. One is that the new copper grounding rod needs to be replaced with a stainless steel one — our local soil corrodes the copper too fast.

At any rate, here are some pictures of the sunroom as it now stands — sans roof.

Sunroom 4
Sunroom 4
Sunroom 5
Sunroom 5

Sunroom 6
Sunroom 6
Sunroom 7
Sunroom 7

 

The cats already like the new room — they can now follow my wife “outside” and they’re closer to the bird feeders.

On Tuesday the folks who re-did our Heating system, and added AC will be here to look at the new room (patio enclosure) and see about what is needed to connect it to the system. Quite soon, Charlie ought to be able to enjoy an “outside” room to smoke in and watch her TV shows — a room of her own in her back garden, but without the disadvantages of wind, rain and heat that plagued her on the patio.

Sunroom 1 — Deconstruction and Construction

Sunroom

Here we go again. Last month, or was it two months ago, we re-did one of our bathrooms so that Charlie had a walk-in shower / tub. Then we had to re-do the heating system and installed new ducting and AC. Now, we’re adding a patio enclosure / sunroom.

Two workers came last week and demolished — de-constructed — our patio cover. I have never seen a neater job of demolition. They also got rid of some of the brick-work where the new sunroom was going.

The next day two more workers came and poured concrete where the brick-work used to be. We now had a solid concrete slab for the sunroom. Rails for the walls and roof were also installed.

Yesterday work began on the sunroom itself. The following pictures are from yesterday and today. The guys work hard and clean up well.

Patio 2
Patio 2
Patio 3
Patio 3

Patio 4
Patio 4
Patio 5
Patio 5

 

 


Patio 6
Patio 6
Patio 7
Patio 7

 

 


Patio 8
Patio 8
Patio 9
Patio 9

 

 


Patio 10
Patio 10
Sunrrom 1
Sunrrom 1

 

 


Sunroom 2
Sunroom 2
Sunroom 3
Sunroom 3

 


Beach

While the work was going on in the backyard, I took my wife and one of her retired-teacher friends to a Christmas Lunch at her old school. After dropping them off, I drove back to HB. I stopped at TK’s for a “Big Bargain Special — hamburger and fries — and lunch at the beach. Parked at 17th and PCH and ate lunch on one of the concrete benches along the railing above the beach. Lord, what a beautiful day. Sunny, 62 degrees, a light breeze and clear as a bell. Ate lunch, took a walk to the water, snapped some pictures and read a chapter out of one of my three current books. A little after three o’clock, Charlie called and I went back to Santa Ana to pick her and her friend up and we returned home.

From 17th Street looking South.
From 17th Street looking South.
From 17th Street looking North.
From 17th Street looking North.

Just another almost perfect retired day in paradise.

Oh, yeah. Our gardener comes on Thursday — I don’t think he’ll get much work done in the back.

 

Accountability in Education

Accountability

In the Opinion section of yesterday’s OC Register Aaron Smith laments the lack of substance in the emerging educational accountability standards for the state of California and its local school districts. If the instances he cites are an accurate Orange County Registerrepresentative sample of those standards, I would have to agree with him that the standards don’t hit the point when we consider what we really want our children to be taught and learn in our schools.

We want them to be able to read, write and “do” math. We want them to know their history and science and, through these, how our society and world function and their place in it. We want them to be able to work alone and in cooperative and competitive groups.

We want them to emerge from our families and educational institutions as hard-working and honest people of whom we can proudly say: “He is my son.” “She is my daughter.” “They were my students.”

However, our emphasis on standards (be they local or national) and testing, rules and regulations is not the answer. If our children are not learning what we want them to learn, we must fix things where the learning occurs, or is supposed to occur. And you cannot do this in the state legislature or in a meeting of a board of education.

The first place learning occurs is in the home. Neither educational institutions nor individual teachers have any control of the educational process at home.

A well-educated and economically well off family with parents who both actively participate in the raising of the child (children) are going to send to school a student markedly different from that of a poor single parent working multiple jobs with only a grade school education and a limited acquaintance with the English language. There are, of course, an almost infinite number of permutations of the above situations, and schools and individual teachers are supposed to deal with them all successfully.

It just isn’t possible and isn’t going to happen in your lifetime or mine.

Students also learn out in the “real” world, away from family and school. They learn from their friends and acquaintances and their families. They learn from the people they encounter everyday: the cop on the beat (or in the patrol car), the polite (or rude) clerk at the market, the old lady walking on the sidewalk, the neighbor with the aggressive dog. They learn from television, the movies, their video games, their sports’ teams and coaches.

Schools and teachers cannot compete with all of these, and other, influences, positive and negative. All of this teaches your children more than he or she could ever learn at school.

What schools and teachers can do, however, is to help show your child how these individual interactions contribute to and shape our society as a whole. And, in the later grades how our society fits into a much wider and diverse world.

They also “give” your child the individual tools: the ability to read and write, the ability to do simple arithmetic for the needs of daily life, an introduction to the higher maths necessary for more skilled jobs and functioning of our increasingly complex society.

While learning these skills, hopefully, they also learn how to think logically and use their intuition when necessary.

We expect our schools and teachers to do all of this and more. We need to hold them accountable; we need to make sure that they are doing a good job; and, if they aren’t, we need to get rid of them and replace them with someone who will.

There is something that is usually forgotten in this discussion, however: tools and conditions.

Carpenters cannot build homes without hammers and nails (or nailguns) and saws. A good carpenter cannot build a house that will last without good dry wood.

A painter cannot paint the outside of your house during a rainstorm. The paint will not last, no matter the skill of the painter, if the paint is of low quality.

Most, if not all teachers these days, are well-educated. They have subject matter degrees and credentials that show they have been taught how to teach and have actually done so–under the supervision of an experienced teacher.

They also like kids and want those children to succeed.

Ideally, these people will succeed and our children will all learn and none of them will be left behind. But, you know as well as I do, in the real world it isn’t going to happen no matter how the deluded individual hiding and ranting from the bushes feels about it.

In education, as in many other things, demographics is, quite often, destiny. Richer areas are going to have better roads, houses and schools than are poorer areas–redistribution of wealth and tax dollars by governments notwithstanding.

Children of educated and economically well off parents are going to be better prepared for school than others.

Classrooms, books and other tools and facilities are going to be more up-to-date and in better condition in well off areas than in poor areas.

Yet, we expect our teachers to teach–successfully–all of our children, all that we want them to know, no matter the child’s background and preparedness, the condition of the facilities or the tools the teachers have.

This is laughable, or would be if it were not so tragic.

We expect each teacher to treat our child as an individual, in a class full of individuals (usually forty of them in California these days). We seem to forget that the terms individual and class are synonymous only when the class contains but a single individual.

But if the teacher fails with our child, (and, remember, in our system today neither the child nor the parent bears any fault or responsibility) we want that teacher fired.

Let’s see: thirty-nine successes and one failure in a classroom. That’s a .975 batting average. Ted Williams hit .406 only one year. Zack Greinke will get about one million dollars per start, win or lose, for the next six years. We accept high failure rates in many occupations and pay extraordinary salaries, but we expect our teachers to be perfect.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. In the upper grades teachers have five or six classes of forty students with the same expectations, and in physical education that can be fifty students per class.

Just think about successfully interacting with and teaching two hundred forty to three hundred teenagers per day–and none of them really want to be there. (Think about it. Did you really want to sit through your English classes learning about independent and subordinate clauses and verb-noun agreement? How about Algebra? The differences between capitalism, socialism and communism? Did you really enjoy running laps and doing jumping jacks? Well, neither do your kids.)

We give teachers all of the responsibility, all of the blame and none of the power.

Teachers cannot: force a student to study, to pay attention, to do homework, to show up to class on time, to be respectful. (A student can even tell a teacher to F-off in front of class without fear of punishment or suspension today.)

Parents? What can a teacher do about a parent(s) who does not do his or her part in preparing a child for school? Nothing, except, maybe, cuss at the phone after another useless conversation.

I believe that some (many?) parents’ attitudes are best captured by that office supply commercial of several years ago. You remember it. A parent joyfully taking two glum and frowning children on a shopping expedition for school supplies–“the most wonderful time of the year.” Glad I didn’t have either of those two kids in one of my classes and very happy about not having to deal with that parent.

But enough ranting and raving, it’s a beautiful day outside and it needs to be enjoyed.

Yes, hold teachers accountable for doing their jobs–teaching. Don’t hold them accountable for the interference and failures of society or the conditions in which they teach that they have no control over.

Supply your carpenter with good tools and good wood; you’ll get a well-built house that will last for decades.

Supply your painter with high-quality paint and your house will look good for years.

Give your teachers well-equipped and maintained classrooms; provide them with the books and other tools they need; prepare your children to be good people and good students. Then the teachers will be able to do their jobs and your children will receive an education they, and you, and all of us can be proud of.

Retired and out of the classroom.
Retired and out of the classroom.

Humor Again: More ripped-off jokes

Sunday — the morning Premier League game is over and there are no American football games on today involving teams I am interested in. So, . . . here are some jokes I ripped off of various internet sites.

Jokes / Humor:

My wife made the coffee this morning and winked when she handed me a cup.
I’ve never been so scared in my life.

Not to get too technical, but according to chemistry, alcohol is a solution.

A photon checked into the Huntington Beach Hilton and the bellhop asked if he needed any help with his luggage.
“No thanks, I’m traveling light.”

Physicists say the world is made up of protons, neutrons and electrons — they neglected to include morons.

Donald Trump must be the square root of -1 — he just can’t be real.

“Need an ark?”
“I Noah a guy.”

Jerry, Sam and Doris are sailing in the annual race to Ensenada. They have four cigarettes but no way to light them. What do they do?
Doris throws one overboard and the boat becomes a cigarette lighter.

Earth is the third planet from the Sun. Unless we demote Mercury, that makes the United States a third world country.

Schrödinger’s cat walks into a bar. And doesn’t.

“Let’s eat Nanna.”
Let’s eat, Nanna.”
Remember: Grammar saves lives.

Grammar: the difference between knowing your sh_t and knowing you’re sh_t.

A neutron walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender serves it promptly.
“How much?” asks the neutron.
“For you,” the bartender replies, “no charge.”

What did the kitten say to her mother? “μ”

Three out of two people have trouble with fractions.

Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
To.
To, who.
No, to whom.

What’s another name for Santa’s elves?
Subordinate Clauses.

There are 10 kinds of people in the world.
Those who understand binary, and those who don’t.

What happened when Kermit’s car broke down?
It got toad away.

Last Words:
Wife: “I look fat. Can you give me a compliment?”
Husband: “You have perfect eyesight.”

A child’s letter to Santa:
“Dear Santa, Please send me a little brother for Christmas.”
Santa’s reply:
“Dear Nathan, Please send my your mommy.”

Foxhole Mates:
Why did Mickey Mouse get shot?
Because Donald ducked.

Sorry about that.

Time to go grocery shopping.

No squirrel jokes today.
No squirrel jokes today.