Sunday, July 25, 2004

Nothing Much

C. stopped over with the babies on Thursday--they were in town overnight. I got tired just watching her. How does she do it? One newborn and one 10 month old--happy it is her and not me! I do admire how well she seems to be handling things--I sure wouldn't be as good at it as she is.

K. and I went to Appleton on Friday and came home on Saturday. Just another one of our short trips. Even though they don't last long, the trips are enjoyable and they are a way to get out of town--if only for overnight! Probably won't be going again until September. Things will be less crowded then with the kids back in school, etc.

Nothing more to report. Will write again when something happens--whether it is interesting, or not!

Monday, July 19, 2004


Just finished the book called Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. Very good, very interesting, and I wish I had never read it! The things he says about the fast food industry and HOW the food gets from the field/pasture, etc. to our local restaurant is scary enough to make ME a vegetarian. Now, every time I go to eat something I don't prepare myself, I must turn off the part of my brain that remembers anything I read in the book. Quite a nightmare picture the man paints!

Tuesday, July 13, 2004


Quite a day here in our little city: President Bush came to town. Whether or not a person is a supporter of Mr. Bush, this was very exciting, truly an historical event. After all, it has been almost 100 years since a sitting president has visited "God's Country." I was most impressed with seeing Air Force One and all of the hoopla surrounding the whole deal. With over 10,000 people at the rally, I don't believe President Bush, or the Secret Service, press corps, or other "outsiders," will forget this part of the country very soon.

Talked to C. last night and she and the baby went home on Sunday. Sounds like she really has her hands full with two infants to deal with. Just so happy it is her and not me! :)

Thursday, July 08, 2004

It's a Boy!

Found out this morning that C. had the baby. It was a boy--over 7 pounds, about 18 inches, and a lot of hair. Not sure on the name, yet. She sure will have her hands full when she gets home: two babies under the age of one. Good grief!

Monday, July 05, 2004


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Sunday, July 04, 2004


For the past few months I have been very busy trying to rid the basement of spiders. There seems to be a seasonal thing with the amount we have, but this year there is an overabundance. Not only do we have a lot of spiders, but they are growing awfully big. I swear, I heard a couple of them whispering "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty" at the bottom of the stairs the other night. Every time the cat goes downstairs, I'm afraid she will become a midnight snack for the giant crawly things. The spiders and I have had an understanding for quite awhile: they stay out of my space, and out of my sight, and they get to live. As soon as I see even one hairy leg, they are done. And I am very good at stating this fact every time I go downstairs: as I descend into the basement, I, very loudly, let it be know that I am coming, and I warn all spiders of this. I feel I give them enough time to get out of sight and if they aren't fast enough, then I guess it is survival of the fittest!

Now, killing the spiders is not that difficult of a job, usually. However, the ones we have now are much faster than in the past. (I hope this isn't another sign of my "old age!") Once I have managed to demolish the spider, then I am faced with a new problem: what to do with the carcass. I feel it is enough that I actually kill a crawly thing--I don't feel it is my job to throw the remains away. So, the basement usually is littered with dried-up spider corpses. One interesting thing I have observed about leaving the spiders is this: the remains seem to attract more spiders. I have always figured these are the relatives from the surrounding counties coming in for the wake and memorial service. They pay their respects to the immediate family, catch up on the news from other relatives and friends, and end the evening with a feast of flies and centipedes. (The wealthier families have wasps and beetles to offer.) Of course, this just means more spiders to kill, which means more wakes, which means more spiders,.....a never-ending battle. I lead such a full life.