Memorial Day Weekend

This was an unusual weekend. Normally they go by very fast, but this one actually felt like it stuck around a little longer, so that's good. I got a lot done around the house. The grass was cut, garden is on it's way to being planted (More on that on another post) and I weeded around the house. Bored yet?

Saturday night was fun. We went over Heather & Mark's for a little grill out get together type thing. The kids had fun, and I decided to stay after they left. There was a sleepover at my house that I wanted to stay away from that, so that was a good excuse to hang out and have a few drinks. Another thing that made this weekend unusual is that I drank a whole 6-pack and didn't even wake up with a headache. That's cool, right? I was even home before midnight, so no one rolled their eyes at me!

Sunday was a cookout at wife's uncle's house. He's got some land behind his house that is wooded and belongs to a nursery, so it was a great spot for riding around on his ATV. But, after learning to ride his motorcycle, I thought the ATV was boring, and I was just riding up and down the street and in circles on his front lawn. It was the first time I ever even attempted riding a bike. It was very awkward at first. I think I was gripping the clutch way too much, but after a while I got the hang of it. The hardest part for me was making U-turns. I know this was a small bike (great for learning though), but I was worried I'd fall over. I probably rode around on the thing for an hour and half at least. It was awesome, and now I'm going to sign up for a class at the community college, that if I pass, I get my endorsement on my license. Hopefully I can get in during the fall session, but I can wait till spring if I don't get in. It's not like I can afford a bike right now anyway.


Yesterday was going to my parent's house and eating hotdogs. I had a water fight with the wife and the boys. I won. It was warm out, so it felt good. Later that night wife told me I was actually fun today. Like I'm not normally?! Come on!

Hooterific

This evening we went to Chucke Cheese with my kids and my nephews. It was ok, although I was in no mood to deal with other people's brats. Luckily the brats stayed away from me and my kids. Anyway, there was this guy, a father of two (that I could tell) who was wearing a Hooter's shirt. The printed part of the shirt said something like, "Got Milk? Got Beer? Got Hooters?" on the front of it. On the back of it was a bunch of autographs. I couldn't read what most of them said because it was pretty faded, but one I did catch said, "Breast Wishes!" Ahh, how proud his wife and boys must be of him. Now my wife and I don't always agree on everything, but when she said I wouldn't be allowed to wear that (not that I'd ever get one), I agreed one hundred percent. If everyone in this world were normal, what a boring place it would be.


In other news, I finished turning over the garden, so I'm ready to plant! Woo hoo!

Vader

Vader's famous line to Skywalker in Empire Strikes Back, is also one of the most misquoted in movie history (the actual line being "No. I am your father," and the commonly quoted line as "Luke, I am your father."


If I had a quarter for everytime someone said, "Luke, I'm your father." to me, I could pay off my credit cards.

Union of the Snake

I had an interesting day. Lots of highs and lows. Lows include my car not getting fixed and the pedal breaking off my bike as I was riding it. I'm just glad a car wasn't going by at the same time that happened. Also I just found out the Sony camera we just got back on recall, has a smaller resolution than what it should be...WTF?! It's now 1.2 Megapixel. It should be 3.2. I'm pissed. Anyway the cool things today was watching the boy play baseball, and finding two garter snakes in the backyard while I was cleaning up.

I'm exhausted and going to bed. The boy was doing a really great job helping me clean up the yard. I mean, he was really busting his ass. He kept me motivated actually. He kept telling me, "just one more pile of leaves." And he kept raking and raking. I was impressed. Good night!

Bad Eats

I used to think my grandpa was the smartest man ever. Well, I actually still think he was. But I think he was wrong about one thing. He used to tell us that buffet style is the future for restaurants. Oh, grandpa, how I hope you're wrong. The buffet place was his favorite place to eat, probably the last 5 years of his life. I'd just nod in agreement when he told me this, not really thinking about it. I mean, I could have as many sticky buns as I wanted. What did I care?
So that brings me yesterday. The family celebrated wife's paternal (biological) grandmother's Mother's day. I actually didn't think it was that bad of an idea going to the buffet place. I'll got every once in a while. There was a damn line out the door. I guess the line didn't effect us much because wife's uncle was near the front and he got the table of 12 all lined up. That place was crazy, and we had a table on the main walkway near the dessert...trough. That's as best as I can describe the whole idea of the buffet. I was in Utah for a month, and every day during the drive in, I passed 3 dairy farms. This is how they feed those animals! So anyway, every time I went to get out of my chair (it was a lot, because I was getting things for 3 people) I felt like I was backing out onto a busy road. I'd look both ways, wait for people to pass, slowly. Normally I'm not impatient, but come on! Then I'd scurry to get up and get my chair pushed in before the next herd trampled by. There was a funny part though, there was a woman there that we kept calling my brother-in-law's girlfriend. She looked like this stereotypical diner lady, but older and MUCH worse.She had something going on her head that was kind of a bee hive. I think it collapsed on itself many years ago though. And she had the biggest boobs in the world (yes, the whole world). Bigger isn't always better.
The food was 'the bad' also. I figured vegetables would be soggy, but damnit, can't they devein the shrimp? I mean, come on. And yes, it is the poop that is the 'vein' (for the wife). Barf. At least we got a coupon for 1/2 off. I would have been mad if I actually had to pay $10 for that meal.
So why did my grandpa like it so much? I'm sure he'd agree with me that yesterday was crap. Maybe it's because growing up he ate in a trough? I dunno, but it was the Depression. My grandma made great food too, a lot better than that place. Oh well, I guess you can't be right about everything.

Happy Birthday H!

Happy Birthday Heather!

If I had a dollar for every post....

I better hurry up and post so it's less than a week since my last post. I don't know if a whole lot to blog since I came home Tuesday. I'm glad to be home and play with those kids. We took them to a Captain's game on Sunday, and that was fun, little chilly, but fun. And we won. Woo Hoo! The boy's first baseball game is tonight, and I've gotta run...

Home, Home, Home!

Look at how skinny Alec Baldwin was. I don't even know what I'm doing with this post. I'll see you in Ohio!