The Peach

It's been a while since I posted anything about my grandkids. I just have to share this photo. Apparently Elliott ate all of his chicken pot pie and his momma told him he could choose a treat. I don't know what his options were, but I do know he chose a hot dog and a peach as his treat. Kids!

Oh the irony!

I just love irony!

Busy!

Sorry there was no post yesterday. I got up at the crack of dawn to help paint the house that is in our church's property. I was there all day, and then came home for a quick shower before heading off to a birthday party for a man from my church who just turned 90. It was a busy, busy day and I was just too exhausted to post anything. Thanks for understanding, folks. More later.

Guess!

I don't like guessing games!

Dinner

Tami: What are you going to have for dinner?

Me: Just a couple of cheeseburgers.

Tami: Anything else?

Me: A little bit of juice to wash them down.

Don't do that!

Silliness!

Me: Hey Mister, does your dog bite?

Other guy: No.

Me: (Reach down to pet dog, and dog bites my hand)
Ouch! I thought you said your dog doesn't bite!

Other guy: I did. That's not my dog!


More silliness!

Grammar!

Using simple grammar is not that tough. Honestly, it only takes some common sense, and a little bit of effort. I'm not talking about the scholarly, complicated, college level grammar. I''m talking about the B-A-S-I-C-S... Basics. Elementary level stuff. I'm not a grammar snob, but I don't think it's asking too much for people to have a general grasp of the English language.

Boo hoo!

My disdain for the fall season has been well documented on this blog. Without going into too much detail, the reasons include, but are not limited to: The end of summer and everything I love about it... no school, warm weather, fishing, boating, baseball, yard work, and swimming (see the photo below to see why I am crying today). In the fall season everything dies and leads to the pure agony of winter. I also lost a lot of important people in my life in the months of August and October. The daylight is shorter and is not as bright during the fall. The evening brings about a dismal, filtered sunlight that does not exist in the summer. The fall season depresses me, and it probably will until my retirement when I can flee the short days and cold nights. Summer was but a vapor in the wind.

A day at the ballpark

As we were getting ready for church this morning, the phone rang. It was my sister-in-law inviting us to attend the Reds game this afternoon. This was not just an ordinary invitation either. This was an invitation to sit in the Diamond Seats. We readily accepted!

The day began with a lavish buffet in the Diamond Club. There was wonderful food and free drinks. The seats were six rows from the field and we had a close up view of the action. The Reds lost in dramatic fashion, but the day was not a total loss. I caught a foul ball (my first ever!). Well, I didn't actually CATCH it. The ball bounced off of some guy's nose and I scrambled to grab the ball off the ground. It was not the showiest way to snag a foul ball, but in the end the guy behind me had a bloody nose and I had a souvenir baseball. The guy with the bloody nose got razzed throughout the whole game. It was all good natured fun and he was a good sport.

It was a wonderful day all the way around. Abby got to experience the Diamond Seats for the first time and was flabbergasted at the whole experience. The weather was absolutely perfect and the whole ballpark was treated to a free La Rosa's pizza because the Reds pitchers struck out 11 batters. What a fun day!

Happy something

I don't know whether to say happy birthday or happy anniversary. Whatever you want to call it, this blog started exactly 5 years ago today. After posting something every day (sometimes more) for five years, I now have more than 2,100 posts and 37,000 page views.

I'm not even sure what possessed me to start a blog on October 1, 2011, or how I even ended up using Blogger as my website of choice. But here I am 5 years later, and here you are still with me. I'm not sure what I've done to keep you coming back, because I'm not really a guy that is all that interesting. But I've always said I will keep posting if you keep reading. So far I've honored that agreement.

Happy birthday, anniversary, or birthaversary, Silence Runs Deep. It has been a wild ride!