Every frequently-posting blog writer gets to take the weekend off now and then, right? I truly shouldn’t be feeling the guilt I am feeling right now, I realize, but it comes with the territory and, plus, I missed you guys.
That said, I do have a good excuse, at least for Saturday. I was dadgummed busy! Awesome father-in-law and warm and fuzzy brother-in-law were hankering for a little motorcycle adventure. As the second scary colon (or lack thereof) surgery is on the horizon, the Amazing Matt wanted to do something while he could still travel so the two of them ventured our way from San Diego with a short overnight stop in gorgeous downtown Yuma, Arizona.
Household ablutions had to be attended to, sheets cleaned, floors swept and carpets vacuumed (will these dogs ever stop shedding?) and food harvested, washed, and prepared. We (sniff) picked the very last of the broccoli and low and behold discovered a good-sized head of cauliflower. I harvested a beautiful set of beets and roasted and pickled them (I am sorry for the lack of photos; I was too busy to furnish you readers with any food porn). David the Husband barbecued a tri-tip, along with some veggie kabobs and prepared his master rice. A good meal was enjoyed by all.
Somewhere in all this, I finally got to sit down and watch the Kentucky Derby which I had tivoed thankfully ahead of time. Go Street Sense! I have none.
In between welcoming family, preparing house and hearth, and spinning in circles, I was also morphing into my hair stylist alter ego. Yes, on top of everything else, it was Seaman Recruit Jessica’s prom night and after a good buff and polish, she looked anything but a future Naval cadet. 
Her friend Steven flew in from San Diego and the two of them made a dashing pair. The prom theme was “Casino Royale” so of course, being the progeny of the two of us, had to ham it up for the camera just before leaving. 
And no, they did not take the airsoft gun and the rifle with them as props. Those things are frowned upon these days, you know.
Then, after broad-as-my-ass hints from David the Husband, we PPV-ed the De Le Hoya/ Mayweather bout and although I did not want to watch it and said about a million and one times how barbaric I found the sport, I found my adrenaline uncontrollably rising, if only because Mayweather was such an unmitigated ass. Watching him strut into the arena in his opponent’s Mexican colors donning a sombrero accompanied by 50 Cent (that name just kills me) was uncalled for and insulting. But of course, the jerk won. He’ll get his comeuppance someday; they all do.
As far as Sunday goes, well I was just tired and spent my time sans David the Husband who joined his father and brother in motorcycle land, Pint watching and teenaged fight referee-ing. As I said at the beginning, I did feel guilty for no post, but fatigue and remnants of dumb disease flare won that thankfully free bout so I hope today’s ridiculously long post will make up for my absence. Or maybe it will bore you to cutting-your-last-home-grown-broccoli tears.
Welcome back and thanks for the long post. Yes I did miss you! Now come over to my place and check out the househunting pix.....
Posted by: Beth in WI | May 07, 2007 at 09:08 AM