Sunday, August 16, 2015

A wonderful weekend!

Saturday, August 15, 2015
Sunday, August 16, 2015

Saturday
I woke this morning, and laid in bed doing my tableting and reading, but the sound of the mowers outside my window soon drove me to get up.  I truly appreciate that my guys wait until they know that I am awake before starting the mowers, but do they really have to start right there in the back yard?  Can't they do the front yard first?  I guess not, but by the time I get up, take my pharmacy, do my weigh-in (I gained 1.3 pounds this week - ugh), then went and got dressed, they were way out yonder in the back yard.  I took pictures of the two of them on their respective mowers and proudly posted them on Facebook!
I also discovered that that, even though Ron and I had picked (and eaten!) our two ripe tomatoes the other night, we again have nine tomatoes on our plants.  WhooHoo!  The tomatoes aren't getting real big, but they are OUR tomatoes, by God!

After the guys were done mowing, I tried to talk them into doing something for the day - a festival, River Days in New Richmond, going for a walk, something - but, no, nothing.  It was sit here in the house and stare at the TV.  Ron fell asleep in his recliner, and, eventually, Corgan fell asleep in mine.  I, on the other hand, stayed awake listening to Corgan's silly-ass science shows (which are mostly all reruns that WE have seen before), which he was watching, waiting to turn Mythbusters on.  Crazy boy!
Ron then got up and went to church tonight, since we are having Corgan again tonight, and all of us going to church is out (still - I'll be so glad when that story can change) and, once again, I tried to talk Corgan into doing something while Grandpa was gone.  He said okay, but let him watch the episode of Mythbusters he hadn't seen yet.  He was still watching the Science of Stupid at the time, and that episode got over, then the next one got over, then the next one.  I finally asked him frustratedly when were we going to do go walk down Hoover Road, and he just looks at me so innocently and says, "Well, the Mythbusters episode I want to see doesn't come on until 7:00."  I just looked at him, then kept reading my book.  It would have been so much easier it he had just said No.  But.....

Ron got home, and I went out into the kitchen to make our supper.  I made us mackerel, mac & cheese, and green beans.  Corgan chose the green beans, but complained about the mackerel ("it stinks") and wanted to just make himself some Ramen Noodles, but I put my foot down and made him eat the supper I made.  Mean ol' Granny!
I went and laid on my bed to eat my supper because I was tired of sitting out in the living room, and I needed to stretch my back.  Once supper was all over with, and I got done reading as much as I wanted to, I got up and we went outside to light a fire in the firepit.

It was SO nice outside!  A nice breeze made it cool enough that the fire felt good, and we sat out there til almost midnight....


Sunday
Church and lunch.  Only lunch today was at Saint Bernadette's Festival!!  They have the best fried chicken dinner, and we take advantage of it every year, if we can.  As I was getting ready for church this morning, though, Chelle started texting me about how much was the chicken dinner and what was in it and all that, and she and Josh decided to come up and join us!  Yay!  We made arrangements, and that was pretty cool.

So, Ron and Corgan took me to church this morning, then came back to pick me up.  We had hamburgers, cheeseburgers, and hot dogs at church after Mass today, too, and Ron even picked himself up a hamburger to eat on the way down to our chicken dinner!  We were texting them, and we were ready to pull out of church as they came up the road, so they let us pull out right in front of them and they followed us down to St. B's.
We got our chicken dinners, found seats with the friends we were already going to meet there, and enjoyed our meals.  The meal also included tickets for a free book (part of the festival), so after we ate, we perused the books and made our choices.  Then it was festival time!!  I discovered that I had left my raffle tickets at home (not that I win, but you can't win if you don't enter), which bugged me because I had the tickets all ready - I put address labels on them instead of filling them in and only have to write the phone number - along with the money in an envelope, and only had to pick up the envelope.  What an idiot I am sometimes!  We walked through the Silent Auction items and both Chelle and I bid on a couple of items, then we walked through the games and that was that.  We were done.

I called Bert, and she met us at Kroger, and we both got gasoline and visited a bit.  (Thanks, Bert!!)  Then it was finally time to go home.
Once we got home, Ron decided to go fishing.  He asked me if I wanted to go over with him, and I finally decided to.  We figured if I got too hot, I could come back home.  We sat in the shade of the mulberry tree and fished.  He got a couple of hits, but lost them - one after a tremendous fight.  He moved down a bit from where I was, and I moved over to where he was and cast my line practically across the pond.  WHAM!  I got a hit, but lost it.  I cast back to that same spot, and WHAM!  I got him!  I caught that fish!  It was only a bluegill, but I caught him!


After we had fished for a couple of hours, and this was the only fish, we gave it up.

We decided to go back down to the festival and take our raffle tickets down (you can't win if you don't enter!) just so we would be doing something for the rest of the evening.  We found the information, and the festival would be open until 9:00, so we could do that - we even talked about having their fried chicken for supper.  RON finally decided that he didn't want chicken again (where's my real Ron?) but, if I drove, he'd ride along with me.  So....off we went again.  Down to Amelia.  Down 1 freaking 25.  At the festival, we dropped off the raffle tickets, bought some pull-offs - and Ron won his money back, plus some, so we stopped, played a couple games, tried to check on our bids but that was closed.  Then we left.
We decided to stop at Bob Evans to eat - Ron wanted a Pot Roast sandwich.  I was going to get the Chicken Salad Plate that I like, but they were out, so I had to decide on something else.  I finally got the half-sandwich and soup combo.  Turkey Bacon Sandwich and Potato Soup.

We came home, and then it was dead guys the rest of the night.

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