Okay, so far today in the last 2 and a half hours I’ve had 4 cups of coffee and just started the 5th.  hehehehe    I’ve called three people and called them Vern and tried to call my bubba to wish him a happy birthday, but it was his wife who answered, he was still in bed.   Yeah I know, he’s a lazy butt.       Shhhh…going to try calling him again.    Woohoo He answered!

So now what should I do?   It’s C.O.L.D out there.    Right now having fun texting and bugging my cousin.    She’ll be reading this later and I can see her now….she’ll be nodding her head and saying oh yeah….caffeine overdose.     Normally I don’t drink this much coffee, I have the obligatory first cup and it normally lasts an hour and I heat it up with a little more coffee, then maybe later on another one.    LOL   Wish you could see my fingers flying over this keyboard.   I’ve had like 3 and a half years of typing classes back in high school and thanks to the internet, I keep my skills honed.    Trying to remember, I know Mrs. Davenport set me on the road to becoming a typist in Middle School, then in high school, I can see her face, but I can’t remember her name.   That’s sad, I can pretty much remember every teacher I ever had.   I definitly remember Mrs. Hill.    Man I loved her.   I used to see her in the hall at Vocation School back in High School and I would sing I love the sprite in you (80s sprite commercial) and she would sing back that she loved the crazy in me.  

Okay, it’s time for another cup of coffee, so have a great day and we shall talk again soon.

Today is Saturday and it’s Octoberfest weekend!   At least I think that’s what they are calling it again.   It used to be a huge thing in town, booths lined both sides of the sidewalks in downtown, crafts, food, etc.   There were some carnival rides for the kids, music playing and a decent parade.   That’s when the local newspaper was doing it and the money raised went for coats for children, now the City of Hartford does it and it ain’t worth nothin.   There’s still a parade, but not like it used to be.   A few booths in town, but that’s about it.   It’s really sad.   It could be great but they don’t seem to want to do anything to make it great.   I made some suggestions to the Mayor earlier this year, we’ll see if she listened to any of them…doubtful!

Oh well, maybe I can get a funnel cake at least.

Well, I was at St Vincent DePaul weekend before last and I seen how badly they needed help so I’m back volunteering again.   It’s really actually kind of fun.   I get to visit with Ruthie and I get to pick on Jennifer again.    Plus it gives me something to do during the day while James is at work.   If your unemployed, disabled, a housewife it might be something you can check out.    I’m sure all SVDP stores could use volunteers and I used to volunteer at Salvation Army when it was here in town.   It makes you feel good inside knowing your doing something good.

Of course after being away from it for almost 2 years, I can tell by my muscles and joints that I’m active again. 

Yesterday around 3pm it started to sprinkle and James said let’s go fishing and I said let’s go.    We headed out to one spot and it started pouring down rain and I had my window down and my arm out the window and was enjoying the cool wind and rain.   James was laughing at me.   We get to the fishing hole and it’s still pouring.   James says it’s raining to hard and I said oh come on let’s try anyways.   He says okay and tells me to get out and he’ll hand me the fishing pole.   I jump out and he hands me a pole and within seconds I’m drenched.   He gets out and comes around the jeep and decides it’s just raining too much and runs back around the jeep and tells me to get in.    We sit there and drive around while he decides if the rain is going to let up or not.   We finally head home, me with my window down enjoying the rain.

I miss the days when it was okay to go outside and play in the rain and have fun.   Sometimes you just have to unzip your adult suit and let the child step out and play in the rain.   It won’t hurt you, afterwards you can put your adult suit back on if you must.

Went out a couple of evenings ago and had to replant my yellow squash.   While I was out there I checked my cucumbers.   The one plant I checked was loaded with little tiny cucumbers.   Well, last night James and I went back out and was looking at the other plants and I was able to pick my first cucumber of the year!!  My zucchini are in full bloom and I should start getting some of those next week maybe.    My tomato plants are loaded with little green tomatoes.   It’s so exciting!

You know growing up I hated the garden.   My mom had to literally drag me out there kicking and screaming to help her.    It’s only been about the last 9 years that I’ve really gotten in to it.   I thought it was because mom’s health was making it harder for her to do and I was only doing it to help her out, but she’s been gone since May 2009 and I’m still planting that garden.   Maybe now I still do it for her but in a different way.

This month was my mom and dad’s anniversary.   I know the year dad died mom said they would have been married 25 years if he had made it just another month.    That was back in 1994, that’s been 17 years.    Wow, doesn’t seem like my daddy has been gone that long.    Well now getting all weepy.

Here’s my advice!   If your mom or dad has a dish they make that you love, take the time to learn from them how to make it.    My dad used to make these amazing hamburger patties and his green beans were the one thing he was always asked to bring to dinners and stuff and let’s not forget his beef stew, I’d give my little toe to know how he made that.    I learned how to make pretty much everything mom cooked, I just wish I had paid more attention during the canning process.

Anyways, sorry I went all maudlin on you.   

Summer is just beginning and I’m just about ready for winter already.   It’s been a busy and rainy start to this summer.  We went through some bad flooding here in Hartford, Ky.   Yes, Kentucky, not Connecticut.   There for about a month it looked like Hartford was an island, but it’s all dried up now and the farmers are finally able to start planting.   I was finally able to start my garden, not only did I start it, but I finished it in the same night.  I planted a row of cucumbers, 8 tomato plants, 3 hills of zucchini, 4 hills of yellow squash, and James planted 3 watermelon plants.   It’s not much but it’ll do since we got such a late start.

I just hope the tomatoes do good this year, I want to make a batch of spaghetti sauce and some salsa.   I may even attempt to make some corn relish, if I can get enough corn together without James and my niece eating it first.    My niece is this little bitty thing, weighs 100 pounds soaking wet, but she can sure tear up the corn on the cob.