August 20, 2012 Beautiful Day

It doesn't look like much, but this is where CB and I ate dinner tonight.  It was a lovely cool evening with no bugs, no flies, no wind, no mosquitoes.  It was hard to believe we were in Kansas.

Why don't I think of taking pictures with people actually sitting around the table eating supper?  Because I'm old and forgetful.  You will just have to take my word for it.

Here's something cool.  When I was a little girl, my dad used to sing the "82nd Airborne Division" song to me.  He couldn't remember all the words, but he had the tune right.  While wandering around on YouTube, I found this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H86l4BP5g5U

One of my favorite lines is "Take your jumps and take your lumps today."  Dad always used to tell me "take your lumps" and I always did!  Sometimes more than my share, if you want to know the truth.

This song makes me smile and miss my dad a little.

August 19, 2012 Mommy Porn, Indeed

Ladies, read this book and the other 2 in the trilogy.

Men, encourage the women in your life to read these books.

They last just long enough...by the third book the sex scenes get sort of redundant.  Blah, blah, blah, apex of her thighs, blah, blah, blah, blah.

I read all three books when I was recovering from my knee surgery.  I have them on my Kindle so I can revisit the naughtiness whenever I want to!  And no one will be the wiser.

Augsut 18, 2012 On Average He Was Comfortable

This morning I measured out all the meat for the meals over the next 2 months and vacuum packed it.  I needed some help getting all of it to the deep freeze so I enlisted my first (and last) born.

Luke took one look at the freezer and decided it was time for a good defrosting.  The garage was hot and Luke was sweating like a pig, but his arms and hands were cold.  I guess on the average he was comfortable.

He dug and scraped frost for an hour or so.  It was like a treasure hunt.  Items found:  2 turkeys, 5 bags of chicken breasts all unopened, 6 packages of fajita meat brought back from San Antonio (every time we go I bring home a cooler full - - don't want to run out and have to go back.  Oh wait....), 14 bags of frozen vegetables (some with a sell by date in 2007, I am not kidding,), various unidentified bags of what used to be meat (must have been before my Seal a Meal days), and 7 bags of french fries.

I was not thinking about my blog (imagine that) so I didn't get a before picture.  But here's the after shot.

I'll be glad to hire him out.  He does very good work.

I love a clean freezer!  (Luke insisted that the inside freezer be cleaned as well, so I'm a happy camper!)

August 17, 2012 It Must Be Fall

How do I know that school is about to begin?  That Fall is nearly here?  That football season is just around the corner?

Not by the calendar.

I just listen for the parade outside my window.  The K State Marching Band practices twice a day and they march right past my window.  Occasionally, they will stop at the south end of Anderson Hall and play the Fight Song for the University President.  It's really kind of cool.

There is nothing like being on a college campus during this time of year.  The sights, the sounds, the anticipation of a new school year.

I know on Monday, I'll be bitching about the traffic, the lost students, the knuckleheads who are already in trouble.  

But for now, I clap along with the marching band.

Go State!

August 16, 2012 Shopping with a Helper

Every now and then, CB goes to the grocery store with me.  When I go to the market, it's a big deal.  A very big deal.  I plan meals for 2 months and clip coupons so I when I shop, I do some major damage.

Just to make sure that CB doesn't forget that food doesn't magically appear in the cupboard I invite him to spend the evening/afternoon/morning, whatever, with me at Dillions.

Actually, we had a pretty good time.  CB took one shopping basket and one list and I took another.  We shopped the hell out of the "Ten for Ten" sale!

Of course, when we got home, CB had to carry all the groceries in (I'm crippled, you know).  I decided that we would put the stuff that needed to be refrigerated away and save the rest of the fun until tomorrow!

I was decidedly pooped when it was all said and done.  Well, part way done, anyway.

August 15, 2012 Damn Dog

This is the inside of my right arm.  (Looking at the picture it's sort of hard to tell, isn't it?)

The bruise is courtesy of Buddy who jumped up on the bed with no regard for the fact that the bed was already occupied.  By me.  Damn it.  It's not like he couldn't see me, right?

Being crippled means that I can't get out of Buddy's way, even if I were so inclined, which, as a matter of fact, I am not.  It's my damn bed.

Well, mine and CB's.  Mostly mine.

Sorry, CB.

August 14, 2012 DELTA SIGS

WHAT A GREAT DAY!

I had the honor of having lunch with the men of Delta Sigma Phi and then spending much of the afternoon with them, talking about their rights.

Not only was it fun and funny, but I am convinced that they learned something and are better equipped to deal with the ugliness that can be law enforcement in Manhattan, Kansas.

I told them a lot of stories (but I forgot to tell them about the "blow job in the bushes", dang it.) and gave them some great advice.  Now, I shall sit back and hope they take it.