About time to head out

Well, it's been a very long 19 days, 10 hours and 38 minutes (or there abouts) since I've held the Missus and I'm way past due for one of her lovin hugs. I've got just a few more things left on the to-do list, but I have to confess that several items were simply wiped off cause I was just a bit too ambitious when I made the list. It's no surprise that some things just take longer to get done then they first appear. And I had computer "issues" which everyone knows can suck up gobs of time to fix.

But anyway, the deeds are done, her car is back in the garage, and the many fixes that truly mattered are done. I'm hoping she notices what's missing in the garage - good gadfreys, I took 3 truck and trailer loads out so it should be obvious.

And if you're reading this honey, I'll soon be on my way to you!

AML
Art

All Things Ham

Trixie and the Coonster were passing through on their way home and decided to stay at Connie’s Casa on Collister, but the lady of the house was out so they were stuck with me. I did the crockpot thing and we had a nice dinner with BMK&R. We visited clear till 11:30pm about the Escalante trip and what fun they had. I had a few chicken items I picked up at the auctions, along with some Santa and snowman items, and Trixie seemed genuinely thrilled. The best was the two toys for the Coonster and I can hardly wait to hear how these played out at home (and get your mind out of the gutter!). Here he is trying out the "Basket Case" game.




I put together a breakfast of toast, fruit, and (you guessed it) ham. It seems that ham is the Escalante mainstay for the weekend meals, so much so that both were pretty tired of it. But they were troopers and ate it anyway, but we got to laughing about how perhaps the word ham should be substituted for any and all cuss words. You know, like “oh, go straight to HAM” or “what the HAM were you thinking.” Here’s a couple photos of the morning fun.



I think this is a happy face but I'm not entirely sure.

We had a big laugh about this as well as deciding that we need to start a “Bella-pedia” for the cute things this grandchild says. I still giggle out loud thinking about the “George Washing Machine” dollar bill. Probably need a "Pedia" for each of them grandkids cause they all say the darnedest things.

The hole in the yard next door is getting bigger and the forms are in for a foundation. I bet by the time I get back from visiting the family and doing the conference thing that a house might have sprouted up.

Well, time to get back to working on getting the Missus car back in the garage.

Later
- Art

There's a new house goin in next door

Came home from work on Wednesday night and noticed right off that something was different about the vacant lot next door. Well, I'll be danged - it aint vacant no more. Not sure how long it will be before they move it, but in the words of Princess, they sure do have a ..."nice hole in the yard that can only be filled by you"!

I found a "Stroke Victim" photo

I was just sitting here screwin around before the auction and thought I'd clean up some of my computer files. Well, I found a recent photo of the Missus after a dentist visit and dang, don't it make me laugh!! Makes me miss her all the more.

Well, it's about time to head to the auction barn and bidem to the moon.

ART

A really good amateur Quartet

Here's a video of some good ole barbershop quartet music I rather enjoy.



I think I'm beginning to get the hang of this ole bloggin stuff.

Had a great time with the in-laws last night and we pretty much giggled the night away. We headed to the airport about 2 hours early this morning (no surprise here) and we had no trouble getting through the process. I surely did enjoy the visit and now I have a near new Cadillac to play with for the weekend. Woo-hoo!

But I'm still missing the Missus.

Later
Art

Ba-Conrad has arrived!!

Day 3 of missing the Missus - For those who have already heard, then this is old news, but my dear Mrs Dr. and Hubby brought another love bug into the world. Haven't yet seen pictures of the little nipper but the Missus says he's just a speck and looks like his sister Princess. Gads, another irresistible grandkid for me and the Missus to spoil!.

Anyway, I've had a full day of gub-ment and some time to work on the household to-do list, but now I'm spent so it's time to crack open a cold one, pop up some corn, and see who gets voted off American Idol.

The in-laws are coming tomorrow night so I might miss a post. But I'll be thinking of you.

til then
Art

A day at the dentist

Just another day at the office but an early departure for a dentist appointment to get a filling. It wasn't all that bad but I laughed when I looked in the mirror. It reminded me of the Missus and our "stroke victim" photo when Trixie and company came to town for a visit.

I have a picture of the garage "work in progress" but I can't seem to get this dang technology figured out.

Maybe tomorrow.

Art

Molten Cheese what?!? races?

Tis the first in a series of posts as I while away the days until I am reunited with My Sweet Baboo.

The conversation last night with Miss Judy was full of fun and way outa there concepts. Something about cheese slices on the grill that turn into flying objects that somehow turns into a race. Are you kiddin me?! Oh for pete sakes (as if Pete had anything to do with this?) But the conversation turned into coming up with names for new rock and roll or Indy bands. You know, Swirling Molten Cheese Gas, Busted Bran Muffins - go ahead, reply with a food related band name if you want. I know you got one in ya and it might be a giggle.

I'm kind of partial to Fake Ficus. I know it's not food but it just has a naughty and nice ring to it, don't you think? You know, like "Oh Fetch!"

Well, I need to get out into the garage and start the clean out, but here's to the Misses and them lucky grandkids who have the best darn Grandma in the whole wide world.

Later
- Art