Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Bird Hunter

Oh where to start... No, I'm not referring to duck hunters or anything of the sorts... I'm talking about hunting a bird. Let's back up....

So the other day we happened to be at the local dive shop we hang out at...

On the side of the shop toward the back there is a big garage door. it leads into the back side of the shop which we had a door open and a bird flew in the door. I was standing in the middle of the shop and screeched that a bird flew in. So we opened all the doors in the shop trying to chase it out. Didn't work.

So eventually it perched, we tried to catch it, didn't work. So we went on the hunt again to find the bird. Jared went upstairs, Karen checked the classroom area, someone went in the kitchen, I wandered around the main part of the shop... NOTHING. We thought maybe it flew out the door.

About 5 minutes later hubby found it on the upstairs ledge. So he grabbed some grabbers and tried to get the bird. He actually grabbed the bird and accidentally dropped it. shucks. So we went after the bird again. This time we found it at the front of the store so Hubby went after it with the grabbers again trying to get ahold and got the bird.

We were afraid the bird wouldn't be able to fly after that, but it so did. It flew away like a bat out of hell. I don't blame it :)

Monday, May 2, 2016

2016 Chiefs Draft Party

Here we are, Finals week. Not only finals for the semester, but this is my last semester of graduate school. But we'll address that all in another post! Today let's address the issue that last Thursday night I got to go to my second Kansas City Chiefs Draft Party! What?!?! And this year, the hubs even got to go. btw, I almost dropped my phone getting this picture. See what I do for my bloggy?

And this picture was for Deb. Our evently (word?) foot picture. So DW was laughing because his shoes don't fit in. I pulled up my pant leg as did hubby and Jared and we were all wearing the same boots. Gotta love it!

KC Wolf came walking up and I just had to have my picture with him. When he went past, the group behind me wanted their picture and then couldn't figure out why it wouldn't show up. I really wanted to offer some advice but figured I should keep my mouth shut. Hubby accuses me of being a know it all and picture snob sometimes....

A sea of Red!

Doors opened at 6. Now here's time time I tell you how I called hubby and Jared fat... So they picked me up around 2:30 or 3 that afternoon. When I got in the truck they said, Where are we going to grab a bite to eat. I was like they have food there. they said yes but we didn't eat lunch. I said I hadn't either (I typically don't on Tuesday/Thursday). They said, yeah but this is us you're talking about. I was like oh, the fat boys in the front seat? And that's what I haven't lived down yet.

And what was the first thing we did when we got in the doors? Table, then food.

Btw, I didn't get carded. Um.... I also didn't drink but it was cool I didn't get carded. Does that mean I look old though?

I took one of Tbug's shirts up with me to get autographed for her. I couldn't get hubby to stand in line with me so I went through one set of players for her and one set of players for him.

#55 Dee Ford - Linebacker

#99 Rakeem Nunez-Roches - Defensive Lineman

#2 Kelly Goodburn - Punter

#43 Efe Obada - Defensive End

#95 Niko Davis - Defensive End

#11 Tony Adams - Quarterback ('75-'78)

So this is where the shirt change. Story again... I wore my shirt under hubby's shirt. Last year I was teased that I stripped off and threw my shirt at DW to have him take it through and get signed. He was only 15 and blah blah. I had a shirt underneath. So this year, I decided to wear a shirt underneath in case I needed to take my top one off.

So........ I also went around and took a poster that I got and had the cheerleaders sign one each for the girls. After I got through this line I put hubby's shirt back on and the writing was across my chest. The cheerleaders at the cheer table asked if I was having fun and made mention that I got my shirt signed. I was like yeah. They said, this year. Yes, then I said...... Don't worry I took my shirt off for them to sign. The look on their face was priceless so I said, "OH I must clarify I have a shirt on underneath this. I promise." and then pulled it out of the neck hole for them to see. Oh dear...

73 Zack Fulerton - Offensive Line

13 De'Anthony Thomas - Wide Receiver (in the stadium when they announce his name it sounds like they're saying The Anthony Thomas....)

53 Ramik Wilson - Linebacker

59 Shawn Barber - Linebacker

50 Anthony Davis - Linebacker

66 Rickey Siglar - Offensive Lineman

63 Bill Maas - Defensive End

Why did I take a picture of a bag of shoes? Well... Some of the red coaters came and sat at our table. One thought this was a giant Oreo cookie....

And we went all the way up there for #28 in the draw to find out we traded and we got better odds in other draft rounds! Hey it was All worth it!

Then I drove home while everyone snoozed after an hour and a half conversation about cars that I paid no attention too apparently. I don't remember much of the conversation anyway. I was annoyed at the radio because they were playing really slow, relaxing, mellow music, which isn't what you drive home to at 11pm at night.... Just saying :). Don't worry I was wide awake. (oddly enough)

Friday, April 29, 2016

The Peanut Post - A 22 Month Update

  • You've traded all other shoes for your new light up rain boots.
    • You even wear them with capris and riding horses....
  • You attended your first Trails for Kids trail ride
  • You're working on manners. 
    • The other day momma asked daddy to get her some hangers and you yelled at me... MO Peas (more please) because I didn't say please to daddy.
  • You decided potty training is for you.
    • You get Kit Kats as a reward for peeing in the potty....
  • Your clothes are 2T-3T mostly. 18 month is just snug or the pants fit fine but are too short, etc.
  • You can count with someone to around 7
  • You can say ABC to about H
  • You know cows moo
  • You LOVE Minnie Mouse
  • You still LOVE to ride horses.
  • I think horses are your favorite animal
  • You attended your first Rendezvous
  • Your vocabulary is shooting through the roof. I can't even keep up documenting your new words
  • You still love the stupid binkie
  • You try to dress yourself, even if you're already wearing clothes.
  • You've learned how to run a water hose and soak people for fun
  • You love books
  • Grandma says you're quite the shopper
  • You like to make phone calls now
  • I think Pete is your favorite dog, closely followed by Sisco
  • You're finally riding your rocking horses like you should
  • You drag them around the house even.
  • You literally put your boots by the door almost every night

Saturday nights are for Surprise Birthday parties

Last Saturday night we attended a surprise for our friend Harriett. Her husband was able to pull a surprise over on her, especially since it was her 70th birthday (that's what she told me... don't sue me if I'm wrong!!) The company was fun, the food was great, and the occasion was special. That's all that is needed for a wonderful evening!

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Trail Riding

Saturday we were headed to a friends surprise 70th birthday. The birthday party just so happened to be held down at Crag O'Lea, and it wasn't until that evening so we decided to go trail riding during the day. Hey we had to have a cover story as to why we were there, right?

To enter the trail you have to go up a steep hill. Then you can either ride along the ridge or go straight back down the other side. I was on our old gelding (he's 21, it's okay to call him old) and he was asking a little fresh. Hey, it's been a short while since he's been ridden. So when we got to the top of the hill I asked Karen if Abug could ride with her on Rogue. I'm sooooooo glad I made that switch. We went straight back down the hill and through a little wooded area. There was a big log down across the trail, KG didn't pick his feet up and down we went. My knee slammed against a tree and got pinned between KG and the tree or maybe the ground, I'm not really sure. The instant shock on my knee about made me sick... it was terrible. I'd say we were like 20-30 minutes in to our ride.

There was a clearing just ahead of where this happened so we all quickly moved to the clearing and Jared hopped off to check my leg. (helpful to have a paramedic with you huh?) At first I wasn't sure if I could straighten my leg or not, but eventually I was able to move it (about a minute later) so I hopped off and we checked my leg. The best part is we were all more worried about KG. Hey, it's all good.

On the way back, Abug fell asleep and wanted to sleep on her belly. At one point she threw her leg over the saddle horn and had herself all on Karen's left side so Karen spread her out on the saddle so that she was "evenly distributed" :). Silly kiddo.

KG and I were both okay, although we were both slow moving the rest of the day and Sunday too. KG had a few cuts on his front and back leg and my knee was swollen and scrapped up pretty well. 1) I'm glad Abug wasn't on with me at that time. 2) could you imagine what my leg would look like had I not had jeans on? (both sides of my knee got it although the front side was worse.

After Harriett's surprise birthday party, the group decided to go back out on the trail. I was doing good just to walk and I was tired so I stayed back at the camper and laid down. Just before they came back (just lucky timing on my part) I hobbled out to take pictures of them. I caught them coming back off the hill and through the gate. I noticed that Jared was on the ground and I wasn't sure why until they got closer. I guess Abug wanted to ride with Tbug and so once they were in the wide open field, they moved her over so she could ride with sissy.

 Here we are a few days after that... as long as I'm not running or navigating stairs, I can move fairly well but my knee is still a little swollen, maybe why I can't navigate stairs so easily...

Monday, April 25, 2016

Fruit Pizza

If there's one thing I like, it's fruit. And cookies. And food really.... But... Putting fruit on a sugar cookie with a "sauce" layer... and calling it a pizza? I'm down for that! Seriously!

When my mom was pregnant with me, I guess she ate a quart of strawberries and a tub of cool whip every night. Every. Night. At that time there were 3 grocery stores in town and she would alternate between them so that they didn't see the pregnant lady coming back for more. I think when you're pregnant you get a free pass card, but who knows. My big thing was cheeseburgers. I think strawberries would have been the healthier choice truthfully....

Anyway, back to fruit pizza... So we went to a surprise birthday party for a friend this weekend. They were supplying the meat, everyone else supplied side dishes and dessert. Hubby and I were trying to decide what to make for the occasion when I suggested fruit pizza. He looked at me questioningly and I said, no really! I started describing and the "sauce" layer is cream cheese mixture. That's about when he drew the line... and suggested cool whip. I was like just trust me.

So long story short, he trusted me and while I was making the cream cheese mixture up Friday night, I dipped a piece of fruit in it and made him try it. Well, he was sold. I used my 12" Cast Iron skillet to bake the sugar cookie and there was a piece about 2 bites worth left at the end of the night. I would say that is a winner.

So how did I do it you ask? Well....... I'm so glad you asked!

refrigerator store bought cookie dough (although I'm sure you could make your own)
1 8oz-block cream cheese
1/3 cup sugar
about 1 tsp vanilla (give or take, I don't measure)
fruit (I used strawberries, kiwi, and green grapes, but you can use any combo you like or have on hand)
Jelly (I used Cherry... I think....)


  1. Place the sugar cookie dough into (or on to) your pan. I used a 12" Cast Iron skillet that I sprayed with some cooking spray just to be on the safe side (didn't want it sticking) although you could easily use a pizza pan or pie plate.
  2. Place in a 350˚ oven for 18-20 minutes. For my oven, 18 minutes worked great. You want it a nice gold brown color and when you take it out, to press down on it and it spring back. 
  3. Place an aluminum foil tent over it just to make sure it baked through thoroughly. Then remove and allow to cool.
  4. While the mixture is cooling, make the cream cheese mixture. I used my small bowl Ninja because I didn't want to have to clean my mixer as I had just used it for another cookie and the dough was still sitting in the bowl waiting for my oven to free up. Place a softened block of cream cheese into your mixer/ninja bowl. Add 1/3 cup sugar and about a tsp of vanilla (I don't measure vanilla). Turn on and mix thoroughly.
  5. Once the cookie has cooled, spread the cream cheese mixture on top of the cookie.
  6. Then wash and slice up your fruit. Grapes I sliced in half, the strawberries into fourths. Blueberries I would probably leave whole (I didn't use blueberries), just use your best judgement on the fruit. The kiwi I peeled and then sliced in half and then sliced each half into moon shape. Like I said, use your best judgement.
  7. Place on top of the cream cheese mixture.
  8. Next mix your jelly up and use a spoon to glaze over the top.
  9. Refrigerate for at least 1 hour if not over night.
  10. Refrigerate leftovers (If there are any...)

And I'll leave you with one last funny story. We pulled jelly out of the pantry and there was no label on it. My mother in law made it for us and I guess the label fell off or something. So I grabbed 2 spoons out of the drawer, one to taste the jelly with and one to use for drizzling. I took a bite to see what flavor it was and couldn't decide so made hubby try it. He thought it tasted like honey. We were puzzled but I used it anyway. Then after I was done drizzling I took a big ole bite of the jelly and thought it tasted like cherry pie. So We think it was cherry jelly that had been sweetened with honey. But who knows :)


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