Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

September 3, 2009

Dear Everyone:

I spent last Saturday taking notes for the ARMA Mt Diablo Chapter Board Planning Meeting.  We usually have a meeting during the summer, when there are no regular Chapter meetings to plan for the next fiscal year, which runs from July through June.  When we first planned this meeting, some months ago, I suggested that we use the Clubhouse at Crestview, where I have my new condo.  The Clubhouse is available for any homeowner to use.  You have to put down a deposit, of course; then when there are no damages, you get the deposit back.

I emailed the administrative assistant in charge of such matters a couple of months ago.  She sent back a form to be filled out and mailed to her.  I printed it at home, filled it out and sent it back right away.  After weeks of not hearing anything, I sent a follow-up email.  That's when I got an "Out of Office" reply informing me that she no longer worked there.  I sent an email to her replacement, asking if the request to use the Clubhouse had even been received.  I got a reply that yes, they had received it and forwarded it to the Homeowners Association Board of Directors for consideration.

Later I received a snail-mail letter again informing me that the request had been sent to the Board.  The last meeting of the Homeowners Association was on August 13th.  That was the day that I flew to Portland for the High School Reunion.  However, before I left, I saw the Association President and asked about the application.  He assured me that there would be no problem with me using the Clubhouse on the 29th.  When I got back from Oregon, I received another letter, informing me that the Board had forwarded the application to the "Clubhouse Committee".  I already knew from previous Association meetings that this was a man and his wife who had volunteered to manage the Clubhouse.  I had seen them, but did not know their names or phone number.

By Tuesday of last week, I still had not heard anything about the Clubhouse.  I was at the townhouse, waiting to meet "Jose" to see that the furnace had been properly repaired.  While I waited, I called “Jeannie” on my cell phone to let her know what was going on with the townhouse.  I also mentioned that I had better find some kind of a fallback position if I didn't hear about the Clubhouse soon.

She said, "You're standing in it."

Of course!  The townhouse was (still is) furnished with seating for three in the living room and four chairs around the dining table.  And it was far more presentable than my condo, and would be much quieter than meeting at the pizza parlor.  I emailed directions to the townhouse to the ARMA Board members.  Thursday night, around 6:00, I heard my cell phone go off, but couldn't reach it before it went to voicemail.  When I got the message it was from, "(mumble) with the Clubhouse Committee.  Can we get together tomorrow after work to go over your using the Clubhouse?"

I called back and told him I'd made other arrangements.  But I kept the phone number for future reference.  Maybe by next year the Clubhouse Committee will have their ducks in a row.

I got up early (for a Saturday) and got to the townhouse with the coffee maker, coffee, etc., a "coffee cake" and a fruit platter.  The Board members very matter-of-factly picked up the dining chairs and moved them into the living room.  We discussed what we wanted to accomplish in the next year for about 2-1/2 hours.  Then the meeting adjourned.  Then we did a brief tour of the townhouse, which everyone said looked very nice.

Having survived the meeting, “Jeannie” and I decided to go to a movie on Sunday.  We picked Julie & Julia.

Back in the 1950's, Julia Child was the rather bored wife of a career diplomat stationed in Paris, France.  Looking for something to do with her time, she wound up taking cooking lessons at the famous Le Cordon Bleu.  She was very competitive with the other (exclusively male) students.

50 years later, Julie Powell, a young writer in New York city, decided to take on the challenge of cooking the over 500 recipes in Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking and document her adventures in a blog.  (For the technically-challenged, a "blog" is short for a "web log" in which a person writes frequent remarks which they "post" on a web site.)

Julie & Julia is officially the first movie to be "based" on a blog.  Powell later converted the blog into a book, which she was able to get published.  Nora Ephron (When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle) wrote the screenplay based partly on Powell's book and partly on Child's My Life in France.  She also directed the film.

Meryl Streep plays Julia Child with a booming voice and a down-to-earthiness.  Amy Adams (Enchanted, Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day) plays Julie with the light-hearted earnestness that is her trademark.  Both women have extremely patient husbands.  Stanley Tucci does extremely well as Paul, Julia’s husband.

“Jeannie” and I both enjoyed it.  Bon appetit!

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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