News From the North
Friday – 05/13/11
Random and Unorganized Thoughts:
I was awakened today by Lisa. She wanted me to remove a tick from her leg. So the very first thing I did today was de-tick Lisa.
There is a boy on Jake's basketball team that is 6' 11". He was unable to play in the last tournament. His excuse was one that I've never heard before. He was bit by a piranha. Yep ... A piranha!
I saw a first of the season today … a tractor in the fields. More rain is in the forecast for the weekend, which isn't good news for the farmers. Last year at this time 96% of the spring wheat was planted in MN. This year it is at 3%. Corn is at 1% compared to 84% last year. Although it is bad in Minnesota, sounds like it is nothing compared to Ohio.
Jake hasn’t played baseball for a couple years. The varsity baseball coach (who is also a football coach) and a few other “baseball guys” have been trying to get Jake to play baseball. Well somehow they succeeded. They have convinced Jake to play Legion baseball – this summer. This should be interesting. He hasn’t picked up a bat in over a year and a half. Now he is going to play Legion ball along with AAU basketball.
The evolution of my hair color: Born with black hair, then it fell out and came back toe-head blonde, then it gradually turned blonde, then sandy blonde, then almost brown, then temporarily and artificially blonde, then brown, and then dark brown. The next stage has slowly started to manifest itself. I believe this next color is what they call - distinguished.
One thing I really like about my job is the commute. If you must have a commute, this is the one I'd choose. It takes 22 minutes to travel 18 miles. There is not one traffic light between my driveway and the parking lot at work. I travel on country roads through the Sherburne Wildlife Refuge, where I get to see deer, wild turkey and bald eagles. There's very little traffic, and the only thing that slows me down is a slow driver here and there. My cell phone gets poor coverage most of the way, so I don't have the temptation of spending the drive on the phone. Virtually every trip (both ways) I pass a Sheriff or State Patrol going the other way. Therefore I resist the urge to hurry. Snow can be a problem, but not much worse than some of the major roads. So today was different. On my way to work I caught up with a line of cars traveling quite slowly, and the line of cars went on a far as I could see. Weird! A traffic jam in the Refuge.
Why do toddlers like to write on walls? Yesterday Eli wrote on the walls of his bedroom. Lisa asked him, “What should I do? Should I spank you?” Eli gave his sweet smile and said, “I think you should hug me.”
I was in Office Depot buying a micro SD card for my new Android. I heard someone choking and turned around to see what was going on. It was the cashier who had come from behind the counter carrying the trashcan and throwing up in it. She then started to run towards me (I was unfortunately between her and the hall to the restrooms). I stood there not sure what to do. She then stopped and threw up some more. Then she ran past me. I looked up at another employee who was standing close by and obviously saw just what I saw. I must have had a very grossed out look on my face – because that is exactly how I felt. The employee didn’t miss a beat and says to me, “Can I help you?”
Love,
JR
Friday – 05/13/11
Random and Unorganized Thoughts:
I was awakened today by Lisa. She wanted me to remove a tick from her leg. So the very first thing I did today was de-tick Lisa.
There is a boy on Jake's basketball team that is 6' 11". He was unable to play in the last tournament. His excuse was one that I've never heard before. He was bit by a piranha. Yep ... A piranha!
I saw a first of the season today … a tractor in the fields. More rain is in the forecast for the weekend, which isn't good news for the farmers. Last year at this time 96% of the spring wheat was planted in MN. This year it is at 3%. Corn is at 1% compared to 84% last year. Although it is bad in Minnesota, sounds like it is nothing compared to Ohio.
Jake hasn’t played baseball for a couple years. The varsity baseball coach (who is also a football coach) and a few other “baseball guys” have been trying to get Jake to play baseball. Well somehow they succeeded. They have convinced Jake to play Legion baseball – this summer. This should be interesting. He hasn’t picked up a bat in over a year and a half. Now he is going to play Legion ball along with AAU basketball.
The evolution of my hair color: Born with black hair, then it fell out and came back toe-head blonde, then it gradually turned blonde, then sandy blonde, then almost brown, then temporarily and artificially blonde, then brown, and then dark brown. The next stage has slowly started to manifest itself. I believe this next color is what they call - distinguished.
One thing I really like about my job is the commute. If you must have a commute, this is the one I'd choose. It takes 22 minutes to travel 18 miles. There is not one traffic light between my driveway and the parking lot at work. I travel on country roads through the Sherburne Wildlife Refuge, where I get to see deer, wild turkey and bald eagles. There's very little traffic, and the only thing that slows me down is a slow driver here and there. My cell phone gets poor coverage most of the way, so I don't have the temptation of spending the drive on the phone. Virtually every trip (both ways) I pass a Sheriff or State Patrol going the other way. Therefore I resist the urge to hurry. Snow can be a problem, but not much worse than some of the major roads. So today was different. On my way to work I caught up with a line of cars traveling quite slowly, and the line of cars went on a far as I could see. Weird! A traffic jam in the Refuge.
Why do toddlers like to write on walls? Yesterday Eli wrote on the walls of his bedroom. Lisa asked him, “What should I do? Should I spank you?” Eli gave his sweet smile and said, “I think you should hug me.”
I was in Office Depot buying a micro SD card for my new Android. I heard someone choking and turned around to see what was going on. It was the cashier who had come from behind the counter carrying the trashcan and throwing up in it. She then started to run towards me (I was unfortunately between her and the hall to the restrooms). I stood there not sure what to do. She then stopped and threw up some more. Then she ran past me. I looked up at another employee who was standing close by and obviously saw just what I saw. I must have had a very grossed out look on my face – because that is exactly how I felt. The employee didn’t miss a beat and says to me, “Can I help you?”
Love,
JR