The Dog Days of Summer

It is the time of year again.. the dog days of summer - where we are all walking a bit slower.. taking the kids for ice cream, ok, taking ourselves. Kids are starting to get excited about going back to school and we are getting excited for them to go.. oh wait.. did I say that.. I really need to stop saying stuff like that-

I can't help but think about when I was a bit younger- we did not have fancy camps - we had soccer or softball- where we road our bikes, played soccer, then we would ride to 7 11 got a Slurpee and then went home.. and it was still light out - so we would hang out and possibly listen to our Saturday Night Fever album, ACDC , REO, Oh yeah.. of course I was way younger then.. (of course) and if we did watch any TV.. we had to change the channel the old fashion way...

1. get up

2. walk to the TV

3. change the channel

4. go sit down

very simple.. 3 channels... plus PBS.

And if it was Saturday night - I Loved the TV line up..

The Love Boat - 9pm

Fantasy Island - 10pm

SNL - 11:30

You could not beat it.. I mean who did not want to be "Julie, the cruise director" - and who did not love Ted, the bartender.. oh please.. then Fantasy Island.. who did not want to have a fantasy on that show.. really!

It was a great time for being a kid - we were alot freer, you could go and play outside all day and come home for dinner and no one would think twice about it - Now we have to monitor everything, where our children go, when, how long they will be there.. and now we call it a play date.. what happened to " I am going over to Amy's house" - those days are gone.. maybe they will come back.. it would be nice .. but I doubt it.

Today I went to the zoo with my kid today - we had a great time.. it was great to go and look at the animals, birds.. etc.. and to my son's face light up when he saw the various animals.. totally cool.. so on the way home he said.. Can we go get a slushy something.. and my husband and I said yes.. and we went to 7 11 and ....

got a Slurpee..

I guess some things don't change.

peace out kiddies.

meliss-

given enough coffee, I could rule the world

It is sunday at 6:46am.. why am I up...

I think I have writers block.. but how is that possible when I have so much useless information in my head.. like - Eugene went to jury duty this week - I always thought Jury Duty was an interesting study in human beings.. seriously - so people I know love jury duty.. me, not so much.. so I decided to make a list of things and situations that might get you thrown off Jury Duty.

1. Keep correcting your name when they pronounce it incorrectly - unless your name is Smith, Jones, or Kim...

2. You could say "I save lives" - it would be horrible if my terminal patients could not get a hold of me.

3. I'm a cop

4. I'm a fireman

5. I work for the District Attorney

6. I'm getting married!

7. Ah.. the overeager Juror who will change their vacation plans with his entire family

8. "You know, I am currently involved in another lawsuit"

9. In the event of a personal injury case - tell them you work for an insurance company

10.... My favorite.. "Hi there.. my name is Eugene"

Peace out my fellow coffee ants.

Melissa

Given enough coffee I could rule the world

House Guests and House Pests

Iced tea - Green. Eugene, PLEASE make it a double! I need caffeine in large quantities and keep it coming until I am stuttering. I love Jane's green tea, unsweetened, served with a smile from Jane or Gene or the fabulous Betty who does not like to be tipped unless bourbon is involved.

I have one really obnoxious house guest that I have escaped from under the pretense of getting cheese, in Wisconsin; see you all next Tuesday.

I was brought up that if you are invited to someone's home, be it family or friends, you bring something with you, you help the hostess/host, and you pick up after yourself. When my family comes to visit, they do these things. I can be assured that after each meal, which they have helped me prepare, they will not leave the kitchen until it is spotless as well as the dining area. My father, God rest his beautiful soul, would be the first one rolling up his sleeves to wash dishes.

My father-in-law is here with us this weekend. I am surprised he can successfully tie his own shoes without someone doing it for him. We make everything for him, serve him, clean up after him and quietly listen to his rants about what we serve, what we do and how we do it. He leaves dirty dishes around for me to pick up, dirty towels, dirty socks, shoes. His wife, my husband's step-mother, did not come with him to visit and now I know why; she needed a vacation from this nightmare of a 6'1" toddler. This fool cannot even make his own toast; he sits on his caboose and barks orders to everyone including my five year old child. THAT was where I drew the line. We had words, outside earshot of my children, to the effect that I was going to be major influence on the type of elderly care he receives and he had best not cross me. Now be a good boy, eat your Gerber lunchable and be SILENT! Did I mention I was holding a butcher knife?

Eugene - Perhaps some decaf Please - kiss kiss!