This past weekend Jim & I had to go to Meagan's high school graduation ceremony at the St. Charles Convention Center. Everyone knows how boring graduations are and there were 600 seniors graduating! I passed some of the time by practicing my text-messaging skills and sent about 5 or 6 short messages to friends. As hard as I tried, I couldn't figure out where the punctuation marks were! I wanted a few !!!!! and still have no idea where to find them on my phone. I admit I'm a novice when it comes to text messaging and it was quite obvious when I observed the young girl in front of me typing her messages with lightning speed. I bet I could beat her on my computer keyboard though!
Anyway, I was anxious for the ceremony to be over because I had plans to go to Debbie's community pool with her and catch some rays. The only sun I've gotten so far this summer is when I'm outside gardening (which is a lot) and it's hardly noticeable. I finally got out of there and left for Debbie's around 1:00. I even made a sandwich to eat on the road so as not to waste valuable afternoon sun time. When I got to her place I was very impatient and kept telling her to hurry up because she was dawdling.
We got to the pool around 1:45 and it was hot. We found a couple of lounge chairs, spread our towels out and began basking. I decided to use an accelerator on my legs (because they take forever to tan), a sunblock 4 on my upper body & a 45 on my face. We had a very nice, relaxing time just talking and cooling off in the pool periodically. We had to sneak to drink our beers because we messed up and brought bottles and Debbie was paranoid we would get in trouble. We had only brought 4 beers and ran out so we made a quick run back to her place to get more which Debbie poured in plastic containers because she's such a chicken. When we got back (within 5-10 minutes, tops) I noticed I was getting a little red so I started using the 4 sunblock on my legs & 45 on top. We stayed until around 5:00 and I went back to Debbie's to sober up a little before driving home.
After I got home & cleaned up, Jim & I went to a school picnic to meet some friends. While we were sitting there talking I felt my legs begin to catch fire! I suffered until the picnic closed but as soon as we got home I ran a cold bath and laid in there soaking my poor, red legs. It felt so good! Needless to say, I had a miserable night's sleep. I had to sleep on my back (I'm usually a stomach-sleeper) because it was the tops of my legs & hips that were so sore. I woke up a few times and put soothing lotion on before trying to get back to sleep. I'm hoping I won't peel.....
Monday, June 9, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Compromises, Challenges & Competition
St. Louis finally had beautiful weather last weekend (sorry Steph) which enabled Jim & me to do a lot of yard work & gardening. Last year we (he) labored tremendously to put in a stairway on the side of the house which slopes down to the “gravel pit” which held the previous owner’s swing/play set but is now our washers, Hoosier golf, bonfire and all-around play area. I had shown Jim a few pictures from magazines to give him a good idea of how I wanted the stairs to look. To make a long story short, he worked very hard, it didn’t look like any of the pictures; I was not happy with the end result and have learned to live with it.
Leading off from the stairway are numerous small flat stones that were not very stable. I told Jim a few weeks ago that they looked treacherous and people would be scared to walk on them (as Janet told me last year at the washers tournament) and we should do something about it. A few days ago Jim came up with his solution – he said he was going to cement the stepping stones in so they’d be like a sidewalk. I immediately disagreed and said I wanted it to look natural.
Yesterday we were doing errands and he said he had to stop at Home Depot before we went to World Outdoor Emporium to get a truckload of mulch. I started whining because it seems like we’re always at Home Depot and he said he had to get cement. When I realized what he intended to do with the cement I tried to stay calm and said, “So there’s no discussion? You’re just going to do what you want?” He then reminded me that I got my way about EVERYTHING in the dining room redecoration and this was outside and he should get his way when it comes to the yard. I didn’t remind him about the stairway he did the way he wanted. After more discussion we compromised and decided to buy large stepping stones when we went to buy the mulch. We picked out Tennessee flat rock that are set into the ground and very stable. It looks nice and everyone’s happy.
While Jim was working on the pathway, I potted some flowers & plants and while I was working I came across a pair of ice skates. They reminded me of a friendly competition Barb & I had some years back. The challenge was who could come up with the most unique and original container to plant in. Barb’s old time telephone was very nice but I took the prize (if there was one) with my children’s ice skates. I think Joyce might’ve entered but I can’t remember for sure.
This got me thinking of starting another competition since all of the “original 7” will be in town for the 4th of July weekend and we’ll be getting together for a poker party Saturday. I just thought of it yesterday and haven’t come up with a good idea yet but will continue pondering. So I’m throwing out a challenge. It’s a competition to see who can come up with the best competition for the family competition.
Leading off from the stairway are numerous small flat stones that were not very stable. I told Jim a few weeks ago that they looked treacherous and people would be scared to walk on them (as Janet told me last year at the washers tournament) and we should do something about it. A few days ago Jim came up with his solution – he said he was going to cement the stepping stones in so they’d be like a sidewalk. I immediately disagreed and said I wanted it to look natural.
Yesterday we were doing errands and he said he had to stop at Home Depot before we went to World Outdoor Emporium to get a truckload of mulch. I started whining because it seems like we’re always at Home Depot and he said he had to get cement. When I realized what he intended to do with the cement I tried to stay calm and said, “So there’s no discussion? You’re just going to do what you want?” He then reminded me that I got my way about EVERYTHING in the dining room redecoration and this was outside and he should get his way when it comes to the yard. I didn’t remind him about the stairway he did the way he wanted. After more discussion we compromised and decided to buy large stepping stones when we went to buy the mulch. We picked out Tennessee flat rock that are set into the ground and very stable. It looks nice and everyone’s happy.
While Jim was working on the pathway, I potted some flowers & plants and while I was working I came across a pair of ice skates. They reminded me of a friendly competition Barb & I had some years back. The challenge was who could come up with the most unique and original container to plant in. Barb’s old time telephone was very nice but I took the prize (if there was one) with my children’s ice skates. I think Joyce might’ve entered but I can’t remember for sure.
This got me thinking of starting another competition since all of the “original 7” will be in town for the 4th of July weekend and we’ll be getting together for a poker party Saturday. I just thought of it yesterday and haven’t come up with a good idea yet but will continue pondering. So I’m throwing out a challenge. It’s a competition to see who can come up with the best competition for the family competition.
The Mole Killer
Most days when I come home from work I take a walk around the yard. Friday when I was making my usual round I noticed one of the mole traps looked to be sprung but I wasn’t sure so I didn’t say anything to Jim when I went inside to change. After we ate, we both went outside and when he saw the trap he said it had been sprung but since there’s been other ones sprung in the past, he didn’t get his hopes up. He stabbed the trap in the ground a little then pulled it out and lo & behold we scored ourselves a mole! Hallelujah!!!! It was about 6 inches long and Jim threw it down the bluff in the woods. He questioned whether there were more and I told him I didn't think so because I learned in the Mole Hunter seminar & DVD that they are territorial and don't share their runs with others. They even kick their babies out after a few weeks to go find their own yards to ruin. So I think we've finally gotten rid of the mole. The only problem is that I also learned that other moles will take over abandoned runs....
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Gardens at the Miller home
I was told to post pictures of my garden by " big sister". Here are a few of the front showing the lilacs, azaleas, ajuga & forget-me-nots in bloom. I still have some annuals to plant for color when these perennials stop blooming. Take my advice---don't ever plant monkey grass unless you want to battle it spreading for years to come. It's very tough to pull and has runners that go on forever!
Friday, April 25, 2008
The Concert
While I was on the "girls" road trip at the beginning of the month, I got a message on my cell phone from Jennifer asking if I had seen the e-mail she sent me. Well, since I was on vacation, I hadn't, so when we got to the hotel in Kalamazoo, I borrowed Barb's computer and checked. I figured it had to be important because I very rarely get e-mails from Jennifer. By George I wasn't disappointed! She was writing to tell me that Ranya was going to be playing with Barry Manilow at the new arena on St. Louis University's campus. The first words that came out of my mouth were, "I hate Barry Manilow"! I also wondered if it was a joke since it was April 1. Barry is not really my type but I was impressed that Ranya was invited to play with him (in the band, I mean). Since I missed the Christmas concert when she played with The Trans-Siberian Orchestra (Jennifer didn't tell me until afterwards), I felt compelled to go witness my niece and her remarkable talent. Jennifer also informed me that she was buying a ticket for Mom and Janice would be coming up from Texas to attend.
Well, let me tell you that it was quite a memorable experience. Janet & I made the decision to go to "The Hill" for dinner so Janice could have some great Italian food while in town. Unfortunately, I failed to remember that our Mother is quite the connoisseur of Italian food and Rigazzi's wasn't up to par in her opinion. I informed her that my food was fine & the place was packed which is usually an indication of good food. The evening had begun!
We made it to the arena and dropped Mom, Jennifer & Janice off in front right before it started pouring down rain. They had more expensive tickets than Janet & I so we weren't sitting together. We went in search of a parking garage and, unfortunately, Janet listened to me and we went the wrong way. I told her I didn't really care if we were late getting to the concert but we made it in plenty of time. We found our seats which were in the very last row at the very top of the arena. Oh well, we didn't have anyone behind us! So we're waiting for the concert to begin & Angie calls from New York. She had been out with her crew and feeling no pain! When I told her where I was she said, "Oh, that's right, you're seeing Barely Man-enough tonight." We joked a little and hung up.
The band started and I had brought binoculars to see Ranya and she wasn't out yet. I couldn't understand because the guy on stage didn't look like what I remembered Barry to look like. Fast forward 30-45 minutes later and I realized they were a warm-up band and Barry hadn't even taken the stage yet. That's how much I know about Barry Manilow's music! I didn't recognize the first 4-5 songs he played but was thrilled to be able to see Ranya playing her cello. Also, Janice (the liquor store manager) had stuck a little airport-sized bottle of Canadian whiskey in my purse which mixed quite well with my Diet Coke to make the concert more bearable. I wasn't sure if I'd joke & make fun of this concert on my blog because I didn't want to offend Ranya but when Jennifer told me what she said when she found out we were all going, I figured it was okay. She said something to the effect of "why are they wasting their money, tell them to pitch in and get me a GPS for my birthday!"
In the end, it was all worth it because Mom loved the concert! Let me repeat that---Mom loved the concert! She said she liked it much better than the Rat Pack we had seen at the Fox and Jennifer said she was acting like a teenager! It made us all happy that she had such a good time. Unfortunately, getting into the parking garage was a nightmare and took us about 45 minutes. There was one 3' door propped open with a trashcan for everyone to squeeze in to. Very poor design or traffic control (?) - I'll let Butch be the judge. By the time we got out of there some people had to use a restroom. We got out of town and ended up stopping at a Steak 'n Shake and in filed Mom, Jennifer & Janice. Now, I told them they'd be better off going to a convenience/gas station but they insisted. So Janet & I watched as the 3 of them walked all the way through white-bright Steak 'n Shake to the restrooms at the back of the restaurant. Then we watched them come back out one at a time. And I'm not naming names, but one of them left a lingering gift. It really was quite funny! We had planned to go see the new Lumiere Casino downtown but it was late so we decided against it and I ended up getting home at 1 AM.
Saturday afternoon me, Jim, Mom, Janice, Janet, Ronnie, Jackie, John, Angie & her new friend, Brian went over to Jennifer's for food & drink. I had met Brian a couple of times before, but this was the first time he met the "family". We were sitting outside talking about the concert when Johnny spotted a dead vole so Jennifer goes & picks it up with her bare hands. The next thing I know she throws it in the trashcan, goes inside and comes out with a brown paper grocery bag and pulls out this humongous frozen dead hawk!
I had forgotten about it until I saw Angie & Brian at the house when I came home from work yesterday and he brought it up. I made sure to set the record straight on the Barry Manilow concert, telling him Ranya was the reason I went. I didn't want him to think I was weird or anything.
That's what I love - the wonderful first impressions we make on people.....
Well, let me tell you that it was quite a memorable experience. Janet & I made the decision to go to "The Hill" for dinner so Janice could have some great Italian food while in town. Unfortunately, I failed to remember that our Mother is quite the connoisseur of Italian food and Rigazzi's wasn't up to par in her opinion. I informed her that my food was fine & the place was packed which is usually an indication of good food. The evening had begun!
We made it to the arena and dropped Mom, Jennifer & Janice off in front right before it started pouring down rain. They had more expensive tickets than Janet & I so we weren't sitting together. We went in search of a parking garage and, unfortunately, Janet listened to me and we went the wrong way. I told her I didn't really care if we were late getting to the concert but we made it in plenty of time. We found our seats which were in the very last row at the very top of the arena. Oh well, we didn't have anyone behind us! So we're waiting for the concert to begin & Angie calls from New York. She had been out with her crew and feeling no pain! When I told her where I was she said, "Oh, that's right, you're seeing Barely Man-enough tonight." We joked a little and hung up.
The band started and I had brought binoculars to see Ranya and she wasn't out yet. I couldn't understand because the guy on stage didn't look like what I remembered Barry to look like. Fast forward 30-45 minutes later and I realized they were a warm-up band and Barry hadn't even taken the stage yet. That's how much I know about Barry Manilow's music! I didn't recognize the first 4-5 songs he played but was thrilled to be able to see Ranya playing her cello. Also, Janice (the liquor store manager) had stuck a little airport-sized bottle of Canadian whiskey in my purse which mixed quite well with my Diet Coke to make the concert more bearable. I wasn't sure if I'd joke & make fun of this concert on my blog because I didn't want to offend Ranya but when Jennifer told me what she said when she found out we were all going, I figured it was okay. She said something to the effect of "why are they wasting their money, tell them to pitch in and get me a GPS for my birthday!"
In the end, it was all worth it because Mom loved the concert! Let me repeat that---Mom loved the concert! She said she liked it much better than the Rat Pack we had seen at the Fox and Jennifer said she was acting like a teenager! It made us all happy that she had such a good time. Unfortunately, getting into the parking garage was a nightmare and took us about 45 minutes. There was one 3' door propped open with a trashcan for everyone to squeeze in to. Very poor design or traffic control (?) - I'll let Butch be the judge. By the time we got out of there some people had to use a restroom. We got out of town and ended up stopping at a Steak 'n Shake and in filed Mom, Jennifer & Janice. Now, I told them they'd be better off going to a convenience/gas station but they insisted. So Janet & I watched as the 3 of them walked all the way through white-bright Steak 'n Shake to the restrooms at the back of the restaurant. Then we watched them come back out one at a time. And I'm not naming names, but one of them left a lingering gift. It really was quite funny! We had planned to go see the new Lumiere Casino downtown but it was late so we decided against it and I ended up getting home at 1 AM.
Saturday afternoon me, Jim, Mom, Janice, Janet, Ronnie, Jackie, John, Angie & her new friend, Brian went over to Jennifer's for food & drink. I had met Brian a couple of times before, but this was the first time he met the "family". We were sitting outside talking about the concert when Johnny spotted a dead vole so Jennifer goes & picks it up with her bare hands. The next thing I know she throws it in the trashcan, goes inside and comes out with a brown paper grocery bag and pulls out this humongous frozen dead hawk!
I had forgotten about it until I saw Angie & Brian at the house when I came home from work yesterday and he brought it up. I made sure to set the record straight on the Barry Manilow concert, telling him Ranya was the reason I went. I didn't want him to think I was weird or anything.
That's what I love - the wonderful first impressions we make on people.....
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