I don’t have the donut eating contest pics yet…but they are funny.  Here are a few of the parade shots.  Cindy Jo’s (one of my Batista/cook/entertainers) husband was nice enough to drive my bug in the parade and he followed our “Nuts for Donuts” float.  All in all it was good.  I was really too tired to enjoy much of it.  Long week.  The donuts were still “wet” from paint, I couldn’t find an outfit and thus wore only a wig, jeans and my Disco Donut shirt and the groovy flowers and decorations kept flying off of my bug.  Oh well…next year…different story.

The donut contest was awesome.  We had about 30 entries before we started and in total…about 50.  We strung a clothes line  between two 10 foot ladders and dangled our donuts from there.  We had about 10-15 contestants lined up at a time and it was sweet.  They were like cows in a stanchion.  We had to disqualify several who attempted to use their hands.  We had one couple who were eating off each others shoulders.  I passed out prizes like I was at a penny fair.  Our time limit was 3 minutes and in total it took about 1/2 hour.  I had no one to take pictures.  Hopefully someone did and will send me some…sigh.

am tired now…must go to bed…yawn

A friend gave me a book of motto’s for the office on my birthday, 5th of May.  The motto’s are the kind that you can set up on a desk like a name tag plate and at the end of the day flip the old one over and start out fresh in the a.m. with some new witticism.  Some of the pages featured such gems as I Don’t do Decaf, and I Don’t Do Perky, and You Wanted That WHEN?!!   I chuckled, they were funny.  Everyday since then we have dilligetnly turned the page and announced, “This is our new saying of the day!” to the customers, workers, whoever happened to be around.  Well, last night as I was checking up and doing the deposit I decided to turn the motto over and what do you think I read?

If jackasses could fly this place would be an airport!

Holy crap if that didn’t make me actually laugh out loud and long.  It’s my new favorite saying.

Well, we got through a busy day at the shop today.  We had to cater a brown bag luncheon for 54.  That is quite a bit of lunch for us to prepare beside what we have at the shop.  I stayed up until about 4 am watching boiling chickens, making stickers, making plans, getting to go bags ready with silverware, napkins etc.  Our menu was homemade chicken salad sandwiches on a homemade bun.  We put slightly roasted, slivered almonds in, water chestnuts, celery, and onion in with lots of chicken.  We made and frosted sugar cookies and I made little stickers with fortunes on them to seal the cookies into a paper sack.  The group also received homemade potato salad and a big of sun chips.  We brought our house blend coffee, Sit Long Talk Much and also a flavored blend of Butterscotch Toffee.  I also brewed tea and served this iced.  whewwwwwwww  Thank goodness for our wonderful helpers.  Afterwards, Cindy Sue and I went for a short bike ride.  It ended up to be 20 miles or so.  My second real ride since March.  I don’t think we will do BRAN ride this year but maybe we can do the NUMB ride. The NUMB 2008 ride will be a 270+/- mile loop tour starting and ending in Wahoo, Nebraska.  The strangest thing happened on our ride today.  My eyes always tear up to much when I ride.  I think it is because I wear to small of sunglasses and the wind irritates my eyes.  Soooo I was wiping tears and I just said to Cindy, “I need to get a pair of good sunglasses” and it wasn’t more than 20 feet later and waaa laaaahhh there was a perfectly good pair of yellow Ironman sunglasses laying on the side of the road!!  I was like whoooahhhh is this strange or what.  Nothing wrong with them at all.  AND THEY FIT!!  

now…sadly after only 20 miles…I feel a bit tired and my right foot hurts.  Don’t know what to do about that yet.  Might need a pad in my cycle shoes.  

Well, what a day.  First off early this morning the telephone rang.  Luckily my crippled ass was up and around and I answered the ring a ding ding before it woke everyone else.  It was a lady looking for my mom…at 8 am…on a Sunday morning…and I JUST KNEW my MOM WAS SCREENING her calls.  I knew this lady wanted Mom to go to  church with her.  and I also knew my Mom was TIRED!!  However I answered politely that no my mommy hadn’t spent the night here, and that I thought she was probably okay and at home, that she had been at my house until late.  She said okay and we hung up.  Five freaking minutes later the phone rings, it’s for Mark…a script he had to fill, five minutes later the phone rang, it was the lady looking for my mom.  She was almost frantic, “I’ve called and called and your mom won’t answer and where could she be?”  I thought hard, maybe in BED is what I wanted to say.  I told her I would check on my Mom and she said GOOD  like she thought I wouldn’t or something.  I then called Mom, between the dozen calls Mark got, and of COURSE SHE ANSWERS THE PHONE.  I was like, Mom…answer your phone and just say NO.  She was like, I can’t say no, I’ll have to go…I don’t want to go…I don’t have anything to wear…blah blah blah.  I shook my head and thought, no wonder I’m the way I am.

Okay, this is just trivial bullshit as usual.  On another note, I’m starting our new menu tomorrow and I’d rather take a beating.  I don’t know why I’m dragging my feet.  Usually I’m excited.  I worked on the new menus at the shop until around midnight and finally they were done.  Then I remember Andrew had a track meet tomorrow.  CRAP  That means lunch for him, clothes to be washed and THEN I REMEMBERED I HAD THE SHEETS OFF ALL OUR BEDS…shit shit double shit!  I had this vision of everyone sleeping on mattress pads…ugh.  Luckily only Alec’s bed was naked.  He was long past asleep, pressed against the scratchy mattress pad.  gross Then I found out…Andrew is running hurdles tomorrow and I can’t go to the meet and he hasn’t run hurdles since he blew his knee out and HOW COULD THE COACH DO THIS TO ME!!! AGHHHHHHHHH

Well, I told myself, NO Beer TONIGHT!  I had enough last night.  I did NOT NEED TO DRINK AT MIDNIGHT on a Sunday night.  NO.  What did I do?  got home at midnight, started to unload the dishwasher, load it up, and instantly cracked open a beer.

damn it

Mark and I went to the BLUE MAN GROUP show last night in Omaha. I got him tickets for Christmas. We went up Saturday about 3pm. We talked about the Alec situation the whole time it took us to drive there. Very tender subject. I am wondering if Alec may need a little surgery on his lip…I hope it will not be deformed, but right now it it still edematous and looks grossly malformed on the inside. I guess something is bothering me…duh right…We have not heard word one from the kid who did this or his parents. No call or visit or explanation or anything. I don’t understand. Do you remember the “Penis Ain’t Art” episode we had with Andrew (one of many lovely episodes I might add)? We marched Andrew right down to the graffiti shoe owner, after calling the parental units to see if we could visit, and Andrew accepted responsibility for his actions, apologized, assured the family that his artistic flair would not be gracing any more shoes and the air was cleared. New shoes were ordered and Andrew delivered them. We also obtained the “damaged” shoe and cleaned it thoroughly. Of course that was just the punishment we gave him. He also got 2 or 3 days of in school suspension for that act of stupidity. The same amount of punishment as say someone who happens to render someone unconscious and inflict the amount of damage that Alec received. Okay, I’ll quit ranting. NOT. I guess what it all comes down to for me is this:

1) Alec did not die of asphyxiation, he did not fall on his back and choke on the blood from his shredded lip or shards of teeth that cracked off his molars. He suffered no broken bones that we know of. He did suffer permanent dental impairment. Brain damage from lack of oxygen?? Hard to say…ha ha.

2) No one has accepted responsibility for causing the injuries to Alec, at least not in front of or to us, the parents. I guess it takes alot of cahoonies to do something like that. It shows respect and maturity and to me, shows that the person is truly sorry for what they have done. The parents included. I would feel better, somewhat, if they came and talked to us.

Now, I must say, go to the BLUE MAN GROUP if you have a chance, and you like percussion. They were awesome and are a very creative talented group. Of course, I sat by the drunk, loud, twitchy woman who had a pound of french fries and whispered loudly and beerily into my face, “I’m a smoker, hack hackhack, so I’ve go to keep these fries handy hahhahahaha hack hack hack” as she speared one into ketchup and sucked on it while twitching and flinging her stringy hair around pretending to smoke a stick of potatoe. I guess I should give her kudos for not smoking.

The show got over about 10pm and we got home around 2am. ugh ugh ugh I shut the alarm off at 4:30 and thought…time to make the donuts.

I worked my ass off today. First I got the roll order ready (8 dozen assorted cinnamon rolls etc…) to be picked up my 8, then I made breakfast sandwiches for the whole fam damily and delivered them. Rode my bike to mom and dads to drop off their sandwiches, went home and I turned my dinky garden soil over with a shovel, dug up a new area for my onions, mowed the lawn in back, cleaned the damn stinking pond, picked farking weeds, swept the damn garage…again, washed clothes, hung them on the line, vacuumed, dusted, mopped the floors, thought about drinking beer but it was only 1pm. Made lunch, called mom, spray painted some hardware for my cupboard doors which NEED TO BE PUT BACK ON MARK!!!!~!~, moved my old swing, picked dandelions from between bricks, got Katie to go get 5 bags of cedar mulch (she a strong girl), I then replaced some of the mulch from last year with the fresh smelling new stuff, ate 5 sweet tarts, made Alec take out the trash, Andrew mow, took mom and dad a coke with ice, noticed dad has a bad loose cough now, got him some medicine, thought about life and how short it is, thought about how stressed out we are and how unhappy our home has been lately, talked with mom, went home, talked with Katie, Mark, the boys, tried to be upbeat and not tired, took a bath and then noticed everyone was GONE…baseball practice, swing choir singing (which I MISSED because I do not know ANYTHING!!!), planted onions, called mom again, checked my periannuals, watered them, laid down for a bit, did dishes, decided to make CRAB LEGS on the grill and we gorged, washed more farking dishes, thought about how much work there was to do for graduation (2 WEEKS PEOPLE!!!), drank a beer and wished for more. I’m sure there was more but who really gives A RATS ASS!!!

ps…I need CALGON, BEER AND A BACK RUB!!

Took Dad to Kearney yesterday. He had a PET scan to see if the cancer is spreading into his bones or if his hypercalcemia is related to his hyperparathyroidism. Long day for him.
When we got back I took a nap and then took apart our “computer” room. I even unplugged every plug that was filled…and probably screwed up our computer forever. I HAD to get into that mess and vacuum! I finished wallpapering in the laundry room too. I also finished up making Katie’s graduation party announcements. They turned out cool. The laser printer at work is awesome! Anyway…now I’m late…gotta go.

Hope you had as fun a VALENITNES day as I did! It’s not everyday you can enjoy yourself by slipping into a furry love monkey costume and make people smile…or…pee your pants, just ask Cindy bout that one!

I’m going to work now. If I don’t show up…it’s because my PIECE OF CRAP CAR won’t start because of THEFT LOCK THEFT LOCK THEFT LOCK !! Anybody else have that problem? My car sometimes, one has no warning really, just won’t start and starts blinking this THEFT LOCK THEFT LOCK THEFT LOCK statement in glaring bitch red. My car has attitude and needs time out…this I agree with but NOT WHEN I NEED TO GO SOMEWHERE!!
dahummm, as if I don’t get enough of that at home…hahahahahahahahahaha!
In other news, the shop looks like a valentine gone awry. Yes, I spent all day yesterday, ripping down Father Christmas and applying Red, Pink, and White Heart shaped objects, gaggingly sentimental sayings incorporated in mugs, cups and cards, and decorating my pine trees with hearts and tiny little red glass angels holding hearts and apes that say “I’m wild about you”, “I’m ape over you”, “XOXOXO” and other such love notes and red plush fat hearts that just beg to be tossed around the home. Yes I still have my trees up because…I’m Starting A New Trend! yahhhhh that’s it…yahhhh Not becuase I’m SICK OF UNDECORATING or anything llike that.