Saturday, March 26, 2005

BBQ, Friends, & Pearls in the Wilderness

Had one of those lazy, relaxing morn's. The kind where you just chill.

Showered. Shaved. Dressed. Ate some b'fast. Of course, this was more than just a little bit after the rest of the household was awake and had been stirring for some time. Hey! I'm the dad here - I can sleep however I durn well please. Thank you very much! Oh, yea, that is unless the woman desires something else... or one of the two critters bounces in askin' for somethin' to be done, fixed, repaired, moved, and/or just has a ramblin' meaningless question, as children normally do at that time of the day. Well, ok. At any time of the day...

So, after been moving about the house for a bit, decided to call one of our neighbors, talked to the lady of the house. Next thing we know, we've invited each other's clan to go to a BBQ place down the road a bit. So, the four of us piled into our minivan, drove over to their place, and then proceeded to head south along the ridge. After another bit, we made it to the place. Of course, I did have to make one U-turn, after I had to call the place to get redirected and to confirm their location, which of course before the U-turn was made was not in the same location as we were heading. Oh, well. So, after driving a tad more down a road that takes you deeper into rural, farm, and residential area, and we started wondering what is a restaurant doing out here, finally found the sign pointing us to the right, towards a house with a shed in the back. This is it? Yeap. This be it.

Long story not too much shorter, we had enjoyable meal - woman and neighbors had the BBQ, me catfish, and the munchkins had chicken fingers [ummm, make note not to have vivid imagination of picturing fingerless chickens unable to write letters... sad. kinda like the cartoon of the frogs in the wheelchairs, coming out of the kitchen door, under a sign advertising frog legs... warped? Me? ok, maybe some, but that will be another story for another day... :)]. Food was very good, altho' the BBQ sauce was thinner than what we are used to from the Ozarks.

Driving back, we decided to visit a place called Gorham's Bluff. http://www.gorhamsbluff.com/ Very scenic little "community", with a lodge, various cabins [actually houses that you can rent], walking trials, ampitheater, and one heck of a view overlooking the Tennessee River. Quite the neat little area - totally unexpected to find this kind of development, way out in the "boonies". But, like the restaurant earlier, never can tell just where you will find the better pearls.

Talked to a couple that had just arrived, who were from the Birmingham area. Discussed the view, Birmingham area, Alabama's schools, litter along hiways, food, and kids... yea... I enjoy meeting people and talking about various things. Well, as it was starting to get late, we hankered on back to the house. Dropped our neighbors off at their's, and then spent a evening playing X-box, after watching the sun set over the horizon.

Good day.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Spring Has Thus Sprungeth Uponeth

Yipppppeeeee!!! The tree frogs are chirping their little tree frog heads off... the birds are starting to chirp with a happier sounder, the sky is appearing bluer, the clouds whiter and puffier, and bestest of all, the temps are starting to arise from their too-long stay in the below 50°F range. Yea, I'm getting to not like winter, well, at least for more than a couple months. I am so ready for spring! Air smells fresher, the grass turns greener, the... oh. sheeeet. The grass. Turning greener. Ummmm... guess that also means that those durn blades are also gonna be growing higher. And higher grass, well that then means grass cutting season is coming too... Oh. Frick. Durn. Well, guess there has to be a trade-off somewheres.

Oh, wait. HA!!! Have boy, he cuts the grass. Nevermind. All is goooooooood in the world now!

New he'd come in good for use eventually after all those dirty diaper changes that were done not so cheap. And his multiple drools upon my chest as rocked him gently, rocked him slowly to sleep.

Yea, kids. Guess in a way they are good. Well, every once in a while.

But, please don't tell them that!

Next thing ya know, they'll want an allowance!

Sheesh. Its not like the honor and priviledge of being our off-spring isn't good enuff for 'em.

Hey! Who hijacked this post?!?!?!

I thought I was writing about spring, and the glorious change in the season???

Where did this crud about kids come into the mix???

Durn hijackers.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Reason? We don't need no stinkin' reason!!!

Well, ok then. So, you are gonna stick around a bit and read these rambling words? So be it. Its your wasted time... Since ya are here, will then share the reason, the reason for this blog. My woman for quite a few years has kept a journal of just about every note-worthy activity that has crossed our lives. She has tried to get me on many occasions to write my thoughts too, but since my handwriting is that of a one-armed doctor with the shakes and dyslexia, I turned down that offer to offend the eyes of others with my chicken scratches. Instead, I offer this blog as a token of my writing of our take on life and the happenings as we see them. In conjunction with that, let me add [please?] that I also thank the misfits, errrrrr... friends ;) , that I know at TSG that have provided me with much laughter, and knowledge - you are a great bunch of peeps!

Anyhow, Enjoy.

Silly human. ;)

Sunday, March 20, 2005

What You Looking At?!?!?!?

Well, I see that you have mistakenly and most likely regrettably stumbled blindly into this blogspot. Sad. Couldn't have happened to a better person I'm sure. Oh well. Maybe ifin ya click upon that [X] up in the yonder far right upper area, you could be saved from further torture of reading this, this, this, this... ummm.... drivel. Hurry. This is a limited time offer.






What is this??? You are still here? Reading more of this nonsense??? Isn't there somethin' else you have better to do with your valuable time? Don't you have a life? A job? A significant other to cuddle with? A hangnail to remove? So... I see. You are a tough one. Gonna stick around a bit. Read more of what I have to say. Well, guess either I should be honoured, or you should be institutionalized for continuing to read what preponderous thoughts I will relay upon your visual sensory organs.

Well then, so be it. Enjoy.

Foolish mortal.