Lawn got Mowed

Post from: Craig

Posted: Jul 07, 2007

Lawn got mowed · 7/5/2007

I came home knowing I needed to mow the lawn. It had rained for like 20 days in a row and now that that has slowed down the lawn took off growing. Since I had to worry about the 'yard-police' next I figured it was time to mow the lawn and scheduled to spend the evening mowing.

I was pleasantly surprised when I found that Daniel had mowed half the back yard. That was a great help and meant I didn't have to do it all. It took him a while to do it all and I had didn't even finish it in one day. I wanted to get the front done first so the back wouldn't be as noticeable.

One of the reasons he did it is because in his rank advancement for Boy Scouts he was told he had to wear his rank patch upside down until he did 2 unsolicited good deeds. This one definitely counts as one.

Craig

4th of July

Post from: Craig

Posted: Jul 06, 2007

4th of July · 7/4/2007

The 4th of July was mixed. We got up late, quite a bit later than we wanted to, but it was nice to be able to sleep in for a change. We got about 14 (it was 17) caches printed up to go geocaching near where we planned to see fireworks. We went to eat at a place that served pork BBQ cause Michelle wanted some pork BBQ (i wanted bbq, any would do, just didnt want brisquet). We went to Pappy's. It was allright but over priced. We need to find something better.

While we were there I input all the codes into the GPS so we can go geocaching. We found some and others we spent too long looking for the cache which wasn't there. We still had a good time, but I think I got some chiggers again as I didn't apply any deet going into the grass. (i did..lol, im chigger free!-Michelle)

The fireworks were not what we expected. They were good but way too short and started too late. We were able to see most of the fireworks at the ballpark a few miles away and then about 30 minutes later ours started (speak for yourself, i didnt see much of that, the other car was blocking my view most of the night). I noticed the parking ticket thingy was labelled as bricktown so maybe they had the same crew run both shows. The problem was that made ours too short and late. The other one didn't start till after the ball game which pushed ours back. The one at the ballpark looked to be 2 to 3 times longer than ours. Oh well...

Posted: Jul 06, 2007

DINNER AT RIB CRIB AND A PLEADING TO JOURNAL WRITE

tonight daniel went to spend the night aqt a new friends house, justin. and that ment craig and myself had time to spend with eachother....doesnt happen frequently, and we take advantage of it when it does.

he came home and offered to take me out to a nicer estauraunt than we would normally go to. i left the deciding on which one up to him...

he chose: RIB CRIB

we had been there once before (there should be a post about it in here somewhere). so it wasnt a NEW place to go and eat, but unfamilair enough we both couldnt remember WHAT we had to eat when we were there.

he and i both got a starter of: POTATO SLICES covered in cheese and bacon bits and for .50 cents more it was covered in chopped brisquet. and came with a side of sour cream.

in the picture above its the one lowest in the shot...our plate had alot more brisquet than this picture displays! :-)

we then both orderd th same combo meal, with different sides:
the CHOPPED BRISQUET COMBO MEAL
i had a side of CHICKEN CHOWDER and POTATO SALAD
craig had: ONION RINGS and POTATO CHIPS

we both couldnt eat the whole thing, asked for to-go boxes for the leftovers.

i then had for desert: HOT FUDGE SUNDAY

we both enjoyed our meal. it was very good.

i have tried in the past to express to craig the sheer dsire i feel its almost a MUST to record events that occur in ones life.
i realize not everyone has, or even wants to express stuff in a written format, b ut i feel it a tremendous disadvantage that my mother left me and daniel with out writing ANY of her life out for us to kn ow about her more in depth...

i keep a blog for daniel, for craig, and for anyone who cares to kn ow me and what i thought, felt, and experienced. it may be nothing to anyone else, but the events i write about and post pictures of mean the world to me...it happened to me, its part of my life. it may be boring...but its part of my life, and not everything i write will end up in a book about me, most of it most likely wont, but those events that i felt worthy of the time to write about WILL...
i want my son to know me...know what my feelings were when he was born, what they were when he said his first word, what life with his father (dan) was like, comapred to life with his dad (craig)...and how much the difference effecte dme and him. i want craig to know why i felt certain ways about certain things..i want the memories to be enough that in our old ages we can fondly read about the events that we felt impacted our lives enough to take those few precious momensts to express them.
when were old and feeble and lost all memories, well rely on these stories to help us remember....
i want my life to be meaningful...to mean something, to someone, if ONLY my son, and husband....

i tried to express those same thought to craig over the dinner tonight. emploring him to concider the life hes lead and can recall and tell....

perhaps i have left an impression..i hope so.

MICHELLE

Posted: Jun 30, 2007

HUMOR - MEN vs. WOMEN

NICKNAMES:

If Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle go out for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle.

But if Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Bullet-Head, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Useless.

EATING OUT:

And when the check comes, Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack will each throw in $20 bills, even though it's only for $22.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back.

When the girls get their check, out come the pocket calculators.

BATHROOMS:

A man has six items in his bathroom -- a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Motel 6.

The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.

GROCERIES:

A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes out to the store and buys these things. (Though shopping rules change when shopping for shoes, clothes, just about anything but groceries.)

A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lime and a beer. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tighter than the Clampett's car on Beverly Hillbillies. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane.

SHOES:

When preparing for work, a woman will put on a Mondi wool suit, then slip on Reebok sneakers. She will carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag from Saks. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under the desk.

A man will wear the same pair of shoes all day, every day, 365 days a year...unless he goes golfing.

CATS:

Women love cats. A lot.

Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats.

OFFSPRING:

Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams.

A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house. "Suzy? Are we out of beer again?" "I don't know, Daddy. I'm watching Barney!"

DRESSING UP:

A woman will dress up to: go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, get the mail, clean the toilet, mow the lawn...

A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals. And even then, only if forced. "Aw, honey, can't I just wear jeans? They aren't faded too much yet..."

LAUNDRY:

Women do laundry every couple of days.

A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do his laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the Laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the Laundromat. This is a myth perpetuated by re-runs of old episodes of "Love, American Style."

WEDDINGS:

When reminiscing about weddings, women talk about "the ceremony."

Men talk about "the bachelor party", that is, if they were allowed to have one.

Posted: May 31, 2007

INSPIRATION - PUPPY SIZE

“Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer.

"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.

"Puppy size!" replied the mother.

"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."

"I know...we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration.

Just then Danielle came walking into the office

"Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed

"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said.

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.

Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her.

They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.

"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.

Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.

One by one she said, "Sorry, you 're not the one."

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup.

The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.

"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.

"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.

"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day.

They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."

~By Virginia Haven~

HUMOR - MARRIAGE and MEN

Marriage and Men 

- When a man decides to marry, it may be the last decision he'll ever make.

- Some men who speak with authority at work know enough to bow to a higher authority at home

- A dish towel will certainly wipe the contented look off a married man's face

- Love is the quest, marriage is the conquest, divorce is the inquest.

- An engagement is an urge on the verge of a merge.

- Marriage brings music to a man's life. He learns to play second fiddle.

- Getting married is one mistake every man should make.

- A well-informed man is one whose wife has just told him what she thinks of him.

- Courtship, unlike proper punctuation, is a period before a sentence.

- The argument you just won with your wife isn't over yet.

and lastly............

- Before criticizing your wife's faults, you must remember it may have been these very defects which prevented her from gettting a better husband that the one she married!

Posted: May 15, 2007

HUMOR - MORE DEEP THOUGHTS - MEN vs. WOMEN

More Deep Thoughts

- Why do women always ask questions that have no right answers?

- Why do old men wear their pants higher than younger men?

- Why is it that inside every older person is a younger person wondering what the heck happened?

- If diamonds are a girl's best friend and a dog is man's best friend, who really is the dumber sex?

- Why is it that men can react to broken bones as 'just a sprain' and deep wounds as 'just a scratch,' but when they get the sniffles they are deathly ill 'with the flu' and have to be bedridden for weeks?

- How come we never hear any father-in-law jokes?

- Why do men forget everything and women remember everything?

- Shouldn't all married men forget their mistakes? After all there's no sense in two people remembering the same things right?

- Is the real reason women live longer then men because they don't have to live with women?

- If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you to?