Spoons

I have a girlfriend from many years ago that had a habit of calling extreme people freaking (if you will) spoons.  its a term of endearment that i have found ,,,,, endearing.  think about it.  extreme stupidity (for which i have extremely low tolerance) Spoon.  an out of control speeder on the road or a driver that is heavy into conversation with their passenger.  Spoons.  someone that thinks they got the answer...and revels in their knowledge [eyeroll] Spoon.  they are all SPOONS in my book.

but here's the deal.  I have this odd assortment of silverware that i "inherited" from my mother (just stainless steel), many pieces  which i "grew up" with.  one in particular is a serving spoon, the kind with a long handle, and slots to drain liquid off what ever it is that you are serving.  when i came across this spoon many moons ago, it brought such sharp memories of my mom, that i have kept it in a kitchen drawer and have never used it.  probably never will.  i have thought seriously of weaving it into some wall-art to hang in the kitchen somewhere.   and then there is her meat fork.  you know, the one that she forked pot roasts with to turn over after browning them off to be cooked all day.  now the fork, i use all the time.  its a good meat fork. ah...the watermelon knife.  that's her's too.  this year, it has cut up some good watermelon. .  

i s'pose there could be a chance if i used these items my cooking would improve.  on the otherhand, you are probably thinking i am a spoon.

not

g'nite

my turn

my apologies to the avid fans...umm...supportive fans....friends and family.....for my long-time-no-post period.  and i am again apoligizing for today's post, but i, like others, have a need to address postings by the world famous writer, a. nony mous.  so hear me out, if you will, agree, disagree, i don't really care....but i am making a move to block your posts on my blog.  i have (kindly) addressed this on other's blogs and i don't feel i can or should continue to do so there, so i am doing it here.  like it or not,,,,here goes.

i didn't start blogging to be criticized and/or questioned.  the opinions expressed here are mine and mine alone, if you don't like them, take a hike.  i do not even want to or care to hear your drivel. you want to drivel?  get your own blog.  stay off mine.  and don't link to mine...and don't ask me to link to yours.  it ain't goin' to happen.

although some of the comments have been half-way intelligent, and i am sure they are being written by people i know that would think i would never tell them face to face to take a hike, well,,,,,, um,,,, you probably don't know me that well, and i can assure you i can and will tell you to take a hike whenever i deem it appropriate.  and if i find out who you are and know you face to face, rest assured, that i WILL tell you.

so buzz off, little people.  go find some other place to make fun of people or ask stupid questions.  ,,,,and if you are going to stick around,,,,identify yourself.

thank you.

over and out.  don't cry.

The Reality of the Game

48 hours.  

The challenges laid out before our 12 teams took us from our home town, out to the coast, over the mountains and back home again.  And the position of the teams changed constantly as they made their was over the course of 600 miles.  As in "real life" there were winning moments and disappointments, events that were skated though with little or no effort and others that took not only physical ability but mental skill and aptitude ~ all made to push them out of their comfort zones, to grown and stretch them. 

²⁴However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the gospel of God's grace.  Acts 20:24

The course provided fun and games along with some community service tasks.

It was a good run.  At a winery in Paso Robles after hoeing a garden and picking for 20 minutes close to 800 lbs of vegetables were picked and packed for the local food bank.  The chocolate covered crickets, grub worms, and scorpions were quite tasty and to our surprise were gobbled down with little hesitance.  You would think after the baby food challenge they would not be so keen on eating things.  

All along the way we were asked "what are you doing?" Many times people thought we were doing the actual tv show.  But every time they inquired of us it was an opportunity to talk about His  Amazin'Grace.

48 hours.  

Clueless in So. Cal.

AmazinGrace II - 2009. ( look here )  started yesterday at 5:00 in the evening and they bedded down around 10:00.  this year is a bit different for me...im working the inside.  from signs, to baby food, clues, and boat rides, to newly discovered ways to "get there"   a 2.5 day adventure for our church youth.  so far, so good.  went off without a hitch, really.  timing became an issue when all the contestants (12 teams of 4) showed up at the bus stop late and had to wait an hour for the next bus.  one city bus, 48 youngsters, plus a small handful of regular riders.  what a sight to see when they pulled into the city terminal ~ windows fogged because they were wet from a tubing event about a half hour earlier.  they all seemed to enjoy the baby food taste test (yuck).  so taday we are up and running at 8:00 am.  yes, it is going to be a long day.  but fun!

Birthday Celebrations

Well, we were all going to go to 'Poo Lake' yesterday to celebrate J's birthday, but it just didn't happen.

Saturday was spent spending money and stocking up for a special Sunday picnic.  We took the easy road and loaded up with sandwich makin's, ham, turkey, roast beef, sandwich rolls, tomatoes, lettuce, mustard, mayo, pickles, chips, dips, and drinks.  And don't forget Mom's famous Tater salad and deviled eggs (otherwise known to some of us as doubled eggs ~ go figure).

That was after a morning of yard and house work and then topped off by an hour of worship and praise in the evening.

Sunday morning, 4 am.  Coffee, a quick breakfast, watering the yard, and loading the boat.  Then the big, job.....lets see if this baby will start up.  Long story short, no it did not.  Dead battery.  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Unload the boat, notify the invitees, wash the boat, take the boat back to the shop where it was serviced less than a month ago,,,,,,

Hmmmm...entertainment value....the card i bought J.....i thought it was a bit odd that the card division was named  "mohogany" but didn't "get it" til i looked closer at the picture.  back to the store for a new card AND a new cake pan.  with a lid even.  back home, cake baked, frosted, all in the nick of time to welcome the guest of honor, the 25 yearold J.  and you think she's old .......LOL....her daddy is ancient.

so we picnicked in the house, watched the dogs give chase in the living room and just enjoyed each other's company.

30 minutes after they left....the snores set in and we were out like lights.

Doubt we'll get the boat in the water this summer.....the rest of the weekends are booked up tight.  Where did the summer go?  School starts in two weeks.  

life in the fast lane....thats all i can say.

It's Good to be Back

What a weekend that was.  My pony-tail must have been too tight.

and today...it was 69* @ 5:00 am.  that means we are out of the 100's for a whole week.  i might even get back on my bike to work campaign.  

see'ings from the THOUGHT DOCK.

since my last visit to D's dock, things in my world seems to be......  um ...... changing.

new ideas.

new eyes.

thank you for the enlightenment.