Where I'm from

I spent all day at Mom and Dad's yesterday. Dad and Uncle Don were working on a tractor. I watched. Sounds riveting, huh?

Seriously, though, it was so funny to watch them and listen to them. Uncle Don has a VERY colorful vocabulary, and I occasionally send the girls away until a particular tirade is over.

I wanted to shoot a video for Jim when Dad started the Oliver, since it was rumored Jim was impressed with their speedy progress. This videography masterpiece has a great ending, which demonstrates Uncle Don's vocabulary, as well as leaving you hanging at the end, with the possibility for a sequel:

Friday's Fun

I had so much fun, I forgot to post. Sorry, NaBloPoMo. I wonder if I can back date this and make it look like I did it yesterday evening....

***It worked! (evil laugh)

Thursday's Thug

Unless you live in Kansas City, or follow the NFL, you may be tempted to skip this entry. Please don't. Thursday's Thug is Larry Johnson.

This useless, thug, no-good, POS thug is close to breaking a team record. The problem is, he's a thug. We pay these NFL players untold millions, mostly from the fan's limited incomes, to do what they do best. What does LJ do? He goes out and throws drinks in women's faces, breaks the law, and does something even worse than that.

He got on Twitter and blasted his team, and his coach. He hates Kansas City, he hates the Kansas City fans, and he hates being a Chief. Kansas City is a DAMN loyal town. We pay for tickets, go to games, watch on TV and generally stick it out, even when they are losing every dang game. However, we cannot cheer for this thug.

Larry Johnson is nothing more than a piece of crap thug. He has no respect of women, authority, or anyone other than himself. There is even a petition to keep him from breaking a record held by a MUCH better man than him. If you'd like to sign, you will find it here. I don't think it will work, but maybe someone will stop to read it and think about how much he has disappointed this city, and the league.

I signed it. I signed it so that I can say that I did something. I can't think of anything else that I can do. If he breaks this record, I can assure you that he will hear "BOOOO" quite loudly from Kansas City fans. This man is wasting oxygen that you and I could be breathing.

I'm just sayin'.

Wandering Wednesday

In the spirit of Nablopomo, I've started Wandering Wednesday. If you dig GPS coordinates or if you geocache (something that I intend to start doing) then you'll like this one. I'll post some coordinates, and you tell me where I am wandering.

My wandering will sometimes be near home, and sometimes far away. I may have been there before, or I may only WANT to go there. For today's Wandering Wednesday, I wish I had taken bananas.

N 39.00584

W 94.181891

Where am I?

Traffic Tip Tuesday

In the spirit of nablopomo, I shall make up themes when other things aren't noteworthy. Today, I launch Traffic Tip Tuesday. If you commute, please share your traffic tips in comments, or on your own blog (and leave the link in comments.)

Today's traffic tip involves loitering in the left lane. If there are three lanes available, which do you choose? I usually choose the left, since I'll travel 20 miles between entering the interstate, and exiting. The left tends to move a bit more quickly, and I'm not slowed down by those exiting earlier.

Sometimes, however, an apparent newbie joins my lane. Often on their cell phone, they lag back behind traffic, oblivious to those that pass them on the right, using the center lane. Not all of us can accomplish this, though, due to other traffic already in the center lane.

This is for you, blue Ford F-150. Mr. Ford F-150, license plate number 3CD 064. Yeah, you. You allowed about 20 car lengths between you and the car in front of you, even though you were driving 55 in a 65. 20 car lengths is appropriate if you're driving 200 mph, but even NASCAR drivers going that fast don't leave that kind of space.

When I try to get around you on the right, you speed up. What's up with THAT, asshat? You jacked with me for 15 minutes or more, always dangling that carrot JUST out of reach. I was road-raging on you, just so you know. When you finally exited on Adams Dairy Parkway in Blue Springs, Missouri, I gave you "the look." I know you saw me. You looked over.

"The Look" may not be very intimidating to you, but if you knew me better, you'd straighten up, Mister. Just ask my kids. I could have done something aggressive, but the smokin' hot Neon needs to get me through a lot longer, so you were spared my wrath. Next time, dude, I may be in Kevin's truck. I've got NO reason to be so kind to it. (sorry, Kevin.)

OK, that ends this week's installment of Traffic Tip Tuesday. Please, people, pick the appropriate lane for your speed/attention level. I'm begging, here.

My daily post

I've been so neglectful of my poor little blog. As I was thinking about the fact that I should blog more, I saw several references to Nablopomo. I'm in. I can't promise that I'll blog daily, but I plan to try. Heck, I'm almost up to my 5 year blogiversary!

It was awesome to drive to work with a beautiful sunrise to my left, and a huge moon setting to my right. The pictures didn't do it justice (I can NOT get a good shot of the moon...EVER) so I shan't post them. At least it made ME happy, right?

I kicked BUTT today. Kicked butt and took names. Yeah, I love it when a day feels like that. It wasn't fun to leave work in the dark, but at least I could drive home remembering that beautiful sunrise that I would have missed, if it hadn't been for the time change.

Oh yeah, the trip home? Every light was green, and the traffic was "Monday light." Traffic is always better on Monday. I got home 10 minutes early! Yes, I still drove for 50 minutes, but 10.Minutes.Early. SCORE!

OK, there's my Monday entry. I'm off to do VERY important things like squash my husband's FARKLE score. It's why I strive for daily. Now, you understand why I walk through life disappointed. LOL He gets me EVERY week!

Wow. A week without a post

It's been busy...or something. Facebook is just so much easier to keep up-to-date. I can update from my cell phone, pictures and all!

Anyway, we had some neighbors who moved out next door, and the city bought the property. They had some very healthy and nice yew bushes over there, and I kept saying I wanted them. We didn't know who to ask, but our all-knowing neighbors Jimmy and Tracy knew. Turns out, they didn't care if we took them, just so we dug them up ourselves.

Yesterday was the day. We borrowed Dad's tractor with the bucket on the front and got to work. It took over 4 hours to get the 4 bushes, but they are now here at our house. Looks like it's going to be nice for a while, so I hope they settle in OK before the ground freezes. They're pretty hardy bushes, so I think they'll be OK.

We have a hibiscus that takes over our front porch every year. It's been here for years before we ever moved in, and if you don't tie it back, you can't get to our front door. Since we were moving the bushes over here, we dug up the hibiscus. It was so huge that it came up in 4 sections of roots, so we planted it around the propane tank.

We had more trick-or-treaters this year than we've had since we moved here. It was fun. Then, Brett and Lacie brought Kami over and she spent the night. Kevin just took her home a bit ago. Now, it's chillin' out and watching my Sunday night shows. Tomorrow, it's back to work.

They weekends go by WAY too fast.