Tuesday, August 25, 2009


No, this isn't a blog about the horror of putting ketchup on hot dogs. After noticing on Sally's blog that I haven't posted in two weeks, I decided that it was time to "Catch Up" on the news of the past two weeks. Speaking of Hot Dogs, which are closely related to baseball, I have a large white flag with a large blue "W" on it for sale. It's hardly been used (this season) and would make a great gift (if turned upside down) for any Brett Favre fan over in Vikingland.
Meanwhile, let's take a stroll back two weeks. After fully recovering from my "Work" stint, I was ready to "partee" (as much as any 86 year old can "partee"). Sally (Summer) came down from "The Cities" for the weekend partly to attend cousin Gavin's Baptism and partly to personally announce the arrival of "Baby Nimz" next March. Yep, another Grandkid on the way. On the left is the first of, I'm certain, many, many photos of the newcomer. We aren't able to make it to Hawaii this year (or any year in the near future) so to retain the Aloha spirit we joined our friend Judy for a Luauish birthday party. Saw some old friends and met some new ones while celebrating in true Hawaiian style by eating as much pineapple upside down cake as I could manage. Judy entertained us with a rousing hula. For a complete about face, the next morning we headed down to Chicago for the Baptism of my newest Great Nephew, Gavin. The ceremony, in which three infants were being Christened, was interesting mainly because it involved one of the infants doing a complete Jacques Cousteau. Yep, full submersion. The kid survived and will possibly grow up a little more religious than most for fear of a second dunking. The vacation like atmosphere continued as Gavin's guests headed off to enjoy a Taco feast. To make things more authentically Mexican, my niece Amanda and her hubby Sam mingled through the crowd peddling time shares and trinkets. (I got a genuine Rolex for only twelve bucks) The rest of the week was, once again, spent recovering from my exposure to other humans and watching the Cubs continue their unwinning ways. Actually I don't remember much up til Saturday. (I guess waiting two weeks to post is too long a time for someone my age) Saturday morning Jo decided that we should clean out the garage. Guess what? There's really space for two cars in there. And, I found my golf clubs, some power tools and a frozen turkey meant for last year's Thanksgiving dinner. To make her think that our garage was really tidy, I took JoAnne across town to show her what a real "Junk Garage" looked like. (Pictures below) Saturday evening we attended the Lands' End employee summer party. The LE Jam featuring food, a lot of fun games and things for the kids and three bands great including The Bodines. The night was complete with a grand fireworks display. (and real good people watching) Sunday was a great day for a little drive in the country so we packed Jo's Mom into the car and took her for a couple hour drive to show her some of the wonderful scenery in our area. The best of all the events was the celebrating of JoAnne's ??st birthday yesterday. A burger and drinks with a couple of friends in "Historic" Mineral Point capped off a fun day. Here are a few pictures of places and things that I experienced during the past two weeks. In the future I'll try to post more regularly and more entertainingly.

This to make up for the lack of BS in this post.
I couldn' resist adding this picture
just to tease every dieter that reads this blog.

Little Gavin with Mom, Dad and the "Submerger".

Saffy plays Grabba Gramp.
Or is she just learning to read lips?

I forgot to mention that Saffie has
started walking during the past two weeks.

Here she is walking, not walking, walking.

The standard by which all messy garages should be measured.
I've seen it with the door completely open
and it's solid front to back, floor to ceiling.

I guess the garage is so full that
the stuff is spilling over to the porch.

Them Bodines Jammin' at LE

Now for a little scenery,
Hyde's Mill, circa 1850 just a few miles outside of Dodgeville.

Last but not least,
birthday girl JoAnne, circa 1949.