“If I wanted help, I’d make you a junior partner in my game!”
-My Dad, while playing Scrabble when one of us offered to help him find a word to put down with his tiles.
My Dad is funny.
Hail, Hail Storm August 7, 2008
Monday night Chicago was plagued with scary storms, including a series of tornado warnings that even caused the fair city to blare it’s warning tornado sirens.
Out in the western suburbs, we were quietly enjoying some tivo, but keeping one eye turned towards the sky, which was an unnatural, otherworldly color. Suddenly, the tornado warning sirens went off and our adrenaline started surging. TO THE BASEMENT, we shouted, and grabbed what we could as we ran downstairs - computers, i-phones, and for some strange reason, I grabbed Robert’s wallet. In case we needed to buy something down there, I guess.
We discovered we’re woefully unprepared for any type of emergency. The basement is still in a state of disrepair, and the flashlights were no where to be found. No bottled water, no emergency radio, no ponchos, no umbrellas, no first-aid kit, no nothing.
We used our wireless internet on our laptop to track the thunderstorm from the basement.
The first warning we saw on weather.com was for a tornado in our area and possible nickel-sized hail.
About 10 minutes later, after refreshing the page, the warning was changed. No tornado, and the hail size reduced from nickel-sized hail to penny-sized hail.
Robert turns to me, and without missing a beat, says “Recession”.
I couldn’t stop laughing. Luckily, we didn’t get hit by a tornado, and the Mini didn’t get hit by either nickel- or penny-sized hail. We lost our cable but not our power, but all of our neighbors across the street were without power for a day. I’m glad we weren’t swept away by any tornado or pelted with any type of money-sized hail.
Mini Took The States July 28, 2008
Saturday we attended the MTTS - Mini Takes The States Rally.
We’re new Mini Cooper Clubman owners, so we didn’t really know what to expect. We got up super early on Saturday, and drove down to Lincoln Park Zoo to start out the rally. Thanks to our new mini friend Dan, we got there in plenty of time, and were 5th in line for the rally!
Mini Cooper Rally!
It was a gorgeous day for motoring. After an unsatisfying continental breakfast at the Zoo, we gathered with over 400 other mini coopers and their owners for the drive up to Road America Wisconsin. It was quite a sight - hundreds of various-colored and shaped minis, all on the road together, traveling north. The only impediment to our driving fast, real rally style - was the stupid traffic on the Edens.
But we made it!
The festival was well-organized and pretty fun. The area was beautiful and the Mini-ambassadors made us feel welcome. We made Mini bumper stickers:
We also walked around, met some lovely people from Rhinelander, WI, made friends with Paul from Minnesota, talked to Steve from New Jersey, learned about teardrops from a fellow from Oklahoma, drank free vitamin-water, got swag, people watched, bought Mini t-shirts, met Todd from White Roof Radio, test drove the new Mini Cooper John Cooper Works car on a tiny track, got lots of sun, ate ice cream, and generally had a swell time.
The most surprising thing about the day was there were no two minis alike. We thought for sure that we’d find our Mini Cooper Clubman Twin, but we didn’t! There wasn’t any car that looked like ours. I love that. It makes us feel unique in this world of sameness.
The highlight of the day for us was driving on the 4.2 mile racetrack at the end of the day. It made me laugh - the sight of all these tiny minis, motoring around the track, and we were one of them! I giggled the whole time.
Sometimes, objects in mirror are smaller than they appear.
We did the wave, mini-style.
We finished driving on the racetrack and made our way back to Chicago.
A perfect day for Mini Friends, for Mini Togetherness, for Mini Fun and for a Mini Rally. The Mini owners we met were all very nice, and the event made me glad that we bought a Mini. I wish it happened more than once every two years - I’m ready for the next one!
Books A Million July 22, 2008
I have a book addiction. It all started when I was a child, reading was a comfort and my favorite activity, and then in high school, I worked at Waldenbooks in the White Oaks Mall, which was my dream job. That job enabled me to support my addiction - to buy books, and I haven’t stopped since!
This picture was taken a few weeks ago when I reorganized my bookshelves in our “library / guest room” upstairs. Yes, it’s a lot of books, I know. The books just multiply up there, left on their own.
But, I donate the books that are ready to leave the collection. You can always tell the books that want to leave - they grumble around, look shifty-eyed, and fall off the shelves. There’s a new great literacy charity in Chicago that we support:
Open Books. They will take most any books for donation, and then they sell them to support literacy programs. They are always looking for donations and volunteers, check it out!
My new, favorite summertime pastime is going to used book sales, and rescuing poor, lonely books to add to my ever-growing addiction - I mean collection. This upcoming weekend is my favorite used book sale in Chicago - the Newberry Library Book Fair. If you live in Chicago and have a chance to go, it’s an amazing, weekend-long event where the books are all cheap, and there’s over a 100,000 to choose from! Even the squirrels are into it.
It’s a book-addicts dream - I can’t wait.
Mail Pattern Wetness July 9, 2008
We aren’t prone to paranoia, usually. We review all sides of the issue, and often come up with rational reasons of why things are happening, instead of using our vivid imaginations.
Except when it comes to the mail. I think our mailperson hates us.
It all started out when we moved into our new house. The first time our new mailbox was left open, in the rain, we figured it was just an accident - oops, the mail person left the mailbox open - too bad.
The second time it happened, again, left open during the rain, we began to get suspicious.
Now, like clockwork, if the clouds are emitting precipitation, if raindrops are falling, if there’s a dense fog surrounding the house that has moisture in it, if there’s a heavy snow falling, then the mailbox top will be left open and the mail will be soaking wet by the time we get home.
We figured - well, maybe there’s something wrong with the mailbox. But it’s NEVER left open on a day with no rain. Never.
Last week, we came home to this:
Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow will prevent the mail from being delivered, but I guess the phrase doesn’t suggest what condition your mail will be in. We need to make friends with the mailperson. Maybe I can bribe with cookies.
Dumpster Time July 2, 2008
After the basement re-do, we decided it was Dumpster Time.
We called a local company who was able to drop off the dumpster that same day in our driveway.
It became the neighborhood conversation piece. Strangers were coming up, asking us what we were doing with a dumpster, and could they put something in it. Neighbor friends were curious too.
It was very convenient to toss the things we couldn’t throw in the garbage, like this:
This was an old, non-working, ugly, spider-infested electric fireplace that has been an eyesore in the basement since we moved in. I’m so glad it’s gone!
We also were able to toss things like the old, rotten, carpenter-ant-infested wood from around one of our trees, the moldy, flooded carpet, and scary garage items from the deep recesses of the garage.
I know a dumpster is not very environmentally friendly, but we tried to be eco-conscious, and not throw away toxic things like paint.
I wish we could have a dumpster in our driveway all the time.
City vs. Suburbs July 1, 2008
When I lived in the city of Chicago, I was judgmental about the suburbanites who would venture into the city on the weekends, especially during the holidays or summer. I cursed their presence during traffic jams, I was annoyed when out-of-city drivers were in the loop, I was incredulous when anyone decided to move outside of the city limits.
Now, the tables have turned.
We’re in the suburbs. We no longer have the cache of saying “We live in the city”. We’ve moved 15 miles outside of the city limits.
Recently, I saw an acquaintance of mine who lives in Chicago, whom I haven’t seen since we moved. It was like Robert and I had suffered a death of a close friend or family member.
Her: “Wow, I can’t believe you live in the suburbs, how is it?” (said with a very sympathetic tone, and a fake-frownie face)
Me: “We really love it - we have a yard with real grass, trees, animals…”
Her: “But gosh, it’s just like you are in a whole ‘nother world - so removed from this world of being in the CITY. I mean, you’re so far away from THIS world.
Me: “Well, it’s the same world, just different. We love it.”
Her tone, her sympathy, her entire demeanor indicated that we were to be pitied, poor couple who couldn’t hack it in the city and had to escape. Exactly how I treated people from the suburbs when I lived in the city for 15 years.
So it was a good lesson to learn, but I wanted to point out that she’s actually BORN AND RAISED in the suburbs.
Birthday Report June 27, 2008
I had a fabulous birthday this year. Hooray Birthday! Cupcakes at work, a lunch out, dinner out, cards, presents in the mail, and presents with cake! Very fun and exciting, almost made me forget how old I am!
My favorite present was this bag that Robert gave me:
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Cute, right? Perfect summer bag. Well, when I turned it over, it made me burst out into gales of laughter:
It’s a Mr. Breakfast bag! I love it - thanks for making my birthday special!
Dry Dry Basement June 23, 2008
At last, the basement is officially dry.
Robert supervised the installation of the drain tile on a fine Monday morning. The truck arrived with 7 folks to do the work, which they accomplished in just one day. When giant chunks of foundation concrete are removed from your home, that makes you feel like a real homeowner.
After much ruckus, the drain tile was installed and the sump pump operational. It’s strange to think that we’ve installed a system where the water is welcomed into the house, invited in to stay for a while, then sucked into pipes, and then thrown right out of the house. The new sump pump is like our house’s bouncer.
The post-sump-pump-and-drain-tile-installation-clean-up was significant, with much scrubbing of mud, removal of concrete dust, and mopping of floors. Don’t let anyone tell you that it’s not messy. It is. Messy and muddy, especially when it rains on the day of installation.
Happily, this weekend was the restore of the basement laundry room to a much prettier state:
Look how ice blue the new painted floor is! Such an improvement. My Mom and Dad (thanks Mom & Dad!) came up and helped us put the basement back together. We painted, installed wall paneling, and painted some more, with very exciting results. The laundry room is nice now! Now, we just need a huge rainfall to really test the system to verify that it won’t leak. I’ll go check the weather.
Wii Will Rock You June 16, 2008
Robert and I have joined the Wii generation and purchased our very own Wii machine.
We started out this relationship with a Playstation 1, upgraded to Playstation 2 and now have upgraded to the Wii. That’s how long we’ve been together - three video game systems. Now, kids, sit back and your Aunt Pam will tell you a story about her first video game system - the Atari. Back then, we didn’t even have color tv’s to play on! And we walked uphill through the snow without shoes to school!
But, in our new house, we have set up the Wii in the living room until our basement is finished, and the playing is addictive. Summer TV sucks, and we spend our evenings competing in various fun games. You have to be careful though, because it’s easy to hit yourself right in the mouth with the controller. Robert is really good at the baseball game (that red sox addiction comes in handy!).
My favorite game is MarioKart, and I will brag now, and say that I dominate. Not only do I dominate in our house, but on the internets too - I hooked our wii up last night and played MarioKart with friends far away.
I love technology. Wheeeeeeeee!
Flood No More June 8, 2008
Tomorrow is the basement re-do. The Big Day. The Finish Line. The Super Time. The Event. Finally, the End of Basement Flooding (in capital letters, fingers crossed).
They are expected to arrive at around 8 AM, at which time jackhammers will be used, concrete will be broken up, workers will work, dust will fly, drainage systems will be installed, sump pump holes dug, yard destroyed, concrete poured, and hopefully signifying the end to all the water entering the basement. I hope those jackhammers don’t shake the whole house down.
We like to do things the hard way, so we’ve waited lo these many months to make a decision about our basement flooding, and then even more weeks to actually get them to come out here and do the work (8 weeks of waiting).
The past two weeks we’ve been busy with the setting up and preparations - our good friend Wes came over to help Robert uninstall and move the washer and dryer, and figure out what to do with the utility sink, and Robert and I have been busy wrapping everything we own in the basement with plastic (to prevent dusty items), removing baseboards, taking important items upstairs to prevent ruin. I got out of 4 days of work since I was on a show, but Robert has been doing a lot while I was away. It’s been quite a big prep work project, I’m a little frightened of what the post-clean up will be like.
But for now, fear not, because the time has come. Dry basement tomorrow!
Recent Lunchtime Conversation May 27, 2008
Robert: “When is it appropriate to ask someone if they were a victim of a horrible shark attack?”
Me: “Never.”
Mini Arrival! May 20, 2008
At last, the new Mini Cooper Clubman S has arrived! Welcome to the family, little Mini! We have it now.
We’ve been tracking the car online, watching the ship it was on (”Integrity”) sail across the ocean on the way to it’s new home. The weeks flew by as the car was built, taken to the dock, and loaded onto the ship, but as the ship approached North America, time seemed to slow and virtually stop before we finally got the call from our Motoring Advisor that it was ready to be picked up.
We said goodbye to our old friend, the Blue Beetle Bug. The beetle was the first new car I’ve ever purchased, and it has been a reliable and trustworthy pal for the past 9 years. We gave it a good cleaning and took it into the dealer for the trade in.
Goodbye, old friend - we hope you find a new home with someone who loves you as much as we did!
The trade in process went smoothly, although we did have to threaten to take the beetle bug home with us a couple of times - but we ended up getting what we wanted for it.
Then, happily, we got to drive the new Mini Cooper Clubman S home!
It’s really awesome:
And we love the interior - Piano Black, Chrome, and Red combination:
Each day’s question is “Where can we drive to?” just so we get the chance to drive it. I can’t wait for our first official road trip. Maybe Memorial day? I predict lots of driving this summer.
I love it because it’s fast. And because it’s really exciting to drive, and it’s comfortable, shiny, swift, and cute. I’ve gotta run - must go drive now.
Birthday Report May 11, 2008
We finally celebrated Robert’s birthday a couple weeks ago. Every two years, I usually miss his birthday because of the way my work projects happen in April, but this year, I got home on the night of his birthday.
We celebrated a week later with:
Birthday Apple Pie!
and
Birthday Presents!
Happy late Birthday Robert! I love you!
Garden of Eel May 10, 2008
Robert and I played hooky in Chicago a while ago, taking the day to head downtown and enjoy the city. It was partly to celebrate his birthday, and partly to celebrate our being reunited after my show.
It was a chilly spring day, but we rocked it out. We started the day with a big walk along the lakefront to the Shedd Aquarium , to enjoy the fishes and the new exhibits. Our favorite animals at the Shedd are the Garden Eels, they are really funny animals that live in the sand, and pop up and wave, looking kind of like Richard Scarry’s Lowly Worm. I only wish we could have them in our garden, except our garden isn’t underwater:
Then, we went to see another exhibit together…
OK, that’s not us, that’s two lizards spending time together at the Shedd, like we were.
One of the best sights in Chicago in the spring are the gorgeous tulips lining the downtown streets:
After the Shedd, we went to the movies, and then dinner. We didn’t want to eat one of our new friends that we met at the Shedd for dinner, so no fish. Nor did we eat any lizards. Or garden eels. Or komodo dragons.
All in all, a perfect spring day in the city together.
Put On Your Party Dress May 10, 2008
Spring is here finally in the western suburbs of Chicago, and all the trees in our neighborhood look like they are wearing their best party dresses, ready for a formal dance.
There’s a crab apple tree next door, and it’s effusive and wearing bright pink petals. The dogwood down the street is formal and white, and the lilacs are blooming, purple and fragrant, scenting the neighborhood with deliciousness. Even the maples are getting into the act, with new bright green leaves. The squirrels are going nuts and the rabbits are multiplying like rabbits.
I love spring.
Windows Treated May 1, 2008
I’m happy to report, dear internet, that after several months of no window treatments, we have it now.
Robert installed our new wood blinds in both of our offices, and happily, they turned out great.
The picture doesn’t really do the window treatment justice, because the day I took this picture was cloudy and gross outside. When it’s sunny, they look gorgeous. We ordered them from smith and noble, and had pretty good results.
The neighbors are particularly happy since they don’t have to look at eyesore of the non-window treatments anymore. Hooray Treated Windows!
Absent No Longer April 25, 2008
Hi Dear Internet -
I’m back! I’ve been traveling for the last 16 days for my job - spending time on show site for a project in Orlando. I’m happy to report that I’m back, refreshed, and ready to blog after a series of serious recovery naps. The weather here at the homestead has finally turned to spring, and after spending time in the dark where it was 65 degrees, lit only by the bright lights of the LED, I’m happy to be back.
So Hello! And More Soon!
Bag Full of Annoyance March 30, 2008
My newest pet peeve is the question that every retail sales person asks me now, when completing a transaction at a store:
“Would you like your receipt with you or in the bag?”
Every salesperson asks. Could be at the grocery store, could be at the gas station, could be Target, could be anywhere where money is exchanged to receive goods. Since when did this become an option that must be communicated every time we buy something? Are we really that attached to our receipts that we need to know where they are at all times?
It irritates me to no end. It’s like nails on a chalkboard to me. People don’t ask “How are you today?” or “Did you find everything you were looking for?” Instead, it’s “Would you like your receipt with you or in the bag?” Can’t you just put the receipt in the bag, and if I’m that anxious to have it, I could actually reach into the bag and get it out? Is this really the only thing we have to say to each other?
In the old days, oh, two or three years ago - only every once in a while were you asked this question. I’m fine with every once in a while. But every time? In every store? Maybe it’s just me, and the universe is trying to tell me something. See if you notice it and let’s compare notes.
I’ve decided I’m going to start replying with a smart alec comment in response to that question. Like this:
Salesperson: “Would you like your receipt with you or in the bag?”
Me: “The bag feels lonely - put the receipt in the bag to keep it company.”
or
Me: “What’s a receipt?”
or
Me: “Yes.”
Airport of the Future, Scary in the Present March 24, 2008
When you get off an airplane, if you’re anything like me, you’re hoping for a friendly, welcoming environment at your travel destination.
You don’t want to feel like you shouldn’t breathe the air in the airport. Or that unidentifiable, possibly toxic items will fall on you from the ceiling. Or to feel like you should maybe start running before the ceiling falls down on top of you.
When I stepped off the plane, I wasn’t prepared for something that looks like this:
When I was traveling to Orlando for my job, I visited the Orlando International Airport last week, and this is what greeted me as I disembarked the plane. The entire American Airlines terminal has no drop ceiling. Nothing covering up the gack above it. No pretty facade. No circulating air. Just gross reality of construction, for all the weary travelers to see:
As my friend Stephen says, I don’t like the way it makes me feel.
False Alarm March 20, 2008
We’ve all been walking around Chicagoland lately, all cocky, with a spring in our step, sunshine on our backs and a “Spring is finally here!” feeling in our hearts.
Mother Nature’s about to put us back in our place. Tonight, 6″ to 8″ of snow expected, with a huge red flashing winter storm warning on the weather.com. No one believes the weather report though, because the sunshine is beaming here right now and the sky is as blue as a pair of Dutchman’s pants. We’re pretending that we don’t hear them.
I’m sick about it. I thought today was the first official day of spring?
I guess I’ll be put back in my place of being bummed about winter.
The Start of Something Mini March 16, 2008
It’s official. The order has been placed, the deposit paid, the dotted line signed upon, and the anticipation is building. We went yesterday to the car dealer, and worked with our new friend Joe to order our new Mini Cooper S Clubman.
We went to the dealer a couple of weeks ago, for a test drive, which is where we met Joe. I immediately fell in love with the car after I drove it - and so did Robert. It’s peppy, incredibly fun to drive, and Mini. I really love all things Mini, like mini-cheeseburgers, Minnie Mouse, mini m&m’s, and mini-vacations. And I also love a person named Cooper!
We thought about it for a few weeks (while I was traveling) and then our new friend Joe was sick one weekend, so finally we connected yesterday and went through the specifics and ordered the car.
I am also in love with the way the Mini-Car-Dealers work - it was the easiest, most pleasant car buying experience ever. No sales pressure (they don’t work on commission), Joe told us the pros and cons of each car option, (and there’s a ton to choose from) and because he’s on his second Mini, he was speaking from experience. It was very casual, very friendly, and quick. I like the brand too - and their brand values are reflected in how they treat their customers. There was nothing shady about it - we didn’t feel like they were screwing with us. We never had to threaten “I will walk right out of this dealership!” Nor did they say “What is it going to take to get you in a car today?”. Refreshing.
The Mini Cooper S Clubman is built to our specifications - it will take 8 weeks or so to be made, and shipped across the pond from England to us here in the Chicago suburbs. The process has been set in motion. This waiting will be good for me - I’m really an immediate gratification type person, so waiting 8 weeks for my new car could be quite a test.
Here’s what we ordered:
Mini Cooper S Clubman, in Astro Black with Silver Roof, Silver sport stripes, red interior accents, manual transmission. It gets great gas mileage, which will be a plus this summer when the oil companies go into Zillion dollar profits. It’s going to be an amazing vehicle to drive. Very hot. Super fast. Although 8 weeks is a long time, it will be full-fledged spring by then, and fun to drive the new car around the suburbs.
I will be sad to let the Beetle Bug go, but it’s been a good car these past 9 years. I’m ready for a change.
I’m already ready to go get on our next road trip. Break out the dice!
Neighborly, Part Two March 13, 2008
We’re VERY new to the neighbor stuff. We don’t know a lot of people here, and are unsure of how the whole having-neighbors-thing works. We’re used to living in the city, where you ignore everyone and pretend that they don’t exist. In the suburbs, it’s not like that. People are nice. They say hello. They look out their windows to see what you are up to. And now, we look out of OUR windows to see what THEY are up to.
Before a recent trip, we decided to leave a note for our neighbor with a request to please call us if the house burned down, or got hit by a tornado, or squashed by the foot of Godzilla.
I left a friendly note in their mailbox, and right before we left, saw our neighbor out on his front step.
“Hey there,” I said “I left a note in your mailbox. We’re going out of town for a few days, would you mind keeping an eye on our house for us?”
“I’ve been keeping an eye on that house for 20 years” he said.
I didn’t really know how to take that.
New Moon On Monday March 3, 2008
Last week , we were able to witness the Lunar Eclipse - pretty amazing.
My little camera doesn’t do it justice. If you missed it, because it was cloudy where you are, or because you don’t live in North America, or because you’re one of those eclipse-haters, I am sad to report that it won’t happen again until December 2010.
There’s nothing more incredible than a full eclipse of the moon. I loved it. It was super cold in the Chicago-land area, so we could only stay outside for about 10 minutes at a time. But every minute was worth it.
3300 March 3, 2008
Robert and I were married 8 years ago today, March 3, 2000. Happy Anniversary Robert - these past 10 years together have been the best of my life, and each year gets better. Thank you for being the best husband ever, and my best friend.
I love you!
Everyone, turn to your significant other and tell them how much they mean to you! Spread the love around, on this happy day!
Water Plague February 26, 2008
Not only has our basement flooded three times since we’ve moved in (and dear readers, for those of you who may have lost count, that’s three times in nine months, THREE TIMES in not even a year yet) but the water plague is following me to my place of employment, too.
Last week, while working downtown in the loop at my job, we heard a terrible commotion in the hall. We looked down the hall, and saw some water dripping from the ceiling - we’re on the top floor of a 6 story building. Suddenly, the water turned into a veritable flood, like someone above us on the roof had turned on a fire hydrant.
The water quickly began to fill the hall. Burst pipe! It was a frozen and burst pipe in the fire sprinkler system. We were very lucky where I work, because no water got into our office. Across the hall and all five floors below us, not so lucky. A lot of damage. The water even got down to the basement - it’s amazing how fast the water found it’s way downstairs. The fire department came and shut off the water - they said they’d been responding to frozen pipes all over the city.
Anyway, water seems to be following me wherever I go. I need to do a non-rain dance or something.
Auto Show You! February 22, 2008
Last weekend, we went to the Chicago Auto Show, here in Chicagoland. I’m on the search for a new car, but haven’t had much success.
We were hopeful that the new car would just find us - like in 2003 when we bought Robert’s car. We went to the Auto Show and we had never even seen the Honda Element, but Robert loved it and we bought it. And now, it’s my turn. I currently drive a car I love, let me emphasize that - love. It’s a blue beetle bug that we bought it in 1999. It’s been all over the country on road trips, has moved us from Chicago to Atlanta and back to Chicago, and has been a faithful friend. If you’re looking for a new car, trust me - the beetle bug is the way to go.
Now fast forward to 2008 and us walking through the Auto Show, uninspired. You may think this post is going to a positive place - of “and then we found the car of my dreams!” but it’s not. There’s no happy ending yet. Sometimes happy endings take time!
I liked this advertising though:
Fun to Drive at the Volkswagen booth. Maybe I need a new Beetle Bug. Perhaps a convertible.
We went to the Auto Show on a Saturday night - and it was crowded. There were tons of people, and we often had to wait to get into the cars. But it was fun and interesting to see the new cars for 2008. We sat in a lot of cars, and the most surprising button was this one:
I didn’t know a button on a random car could turn my own Extra-Sensory Perception off. What does this button do?
The only car I really loved was the new Mini Cooper Clubman S. I liked the giant illuminated sign:
And I also liked the advertising:
But most of all, I liked the tiny car. Even though it’s smaller than the Beetle Bug, it’s zippier. But I’m not in love with it. I think it’s just infatuation right now. The next step is to drive one, and see if the infatuation turns into real love.
Filled with Corn Doggy Goodness February 19, 2008
Robert and I went to the gas station in our little town the other night, on our way home from work. We were surprised by the sign on the gas station pump:
Who knew you could get a corn dog, filled with corn doggy goodness, for only 49 cents? I wonder if you can get something else filled with corn doggy goodness? Like a donut? Or maybe a gallon of gas?
And although we love a good corn dog (especially from a state fair), we did not partake of the 49 cent corn doggy goodness-filled corn dog. Too cheap. I like my corn dogs to cost more than a dollar.
V to the A to the LENTINE February 14, 2008
This is a valentine for all the world to see
to my dear husband,
Robert
I love you with all my heart.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Hope your day is full of love and sappy valentine’s wishes.
