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Those darn cockle picker gangmasters.

This is totally random but something on the radio today reminded me of it.  When we went to see the Ring 2 on opening night, there was the black couple sitting behind us and it was just like the stereotypical thing where they were talking during the movie and laughing and yelling the whole time.  Totally ruined the movie.  But the thing that I was remembering was at one point when they showed the awful face of the person who died

And the guy behind us yells out, “Oh man, it looks like she had some sour toothpaste!”  I don’t know why, but that really cracked me up.

So here’s the really sad news for the day.

So Sara has some teeth problems.  She has always had really sensitive teeth and she grinds them in her sleep so she has to wear this bite splint thing every night.  She wears it religiously and gets REALLY upset when she forgets it, like if we go away for the weekend.  Also she flosses her teeth every day and is always bothering me to floss mine (which I *very* rarely do).  Despite this, she went to the dentist the other day and they told her that a combination of the grinding and just bad teeth I guess has resulted in her teeth being basically destroyed.  We knew this day would come, but we kind of thought it would be 10 years from now. 😦  So Sara needs major dental work including 4 crowns and a new bite splint to wear every night. 

But here’s the real kicker…the dentist says no more pop for Sara!  It’s too acidic.   So all of a sudden she has to go from drinking 2 – 3 glasses/cans a day to nothing!  So I’m going to try to finish what we have in the house and then quit along with her out of sympathy.  We’ve already cut out the vast majority, but it’s pretty hard!  It’s gotten pretty cold lately, so we’re drinking a lot of coffee and tea and stuff.  It’s going to get old though.

So anyway, that’s the story, no pop and lots of expensive dental work for Sara. 😦  Wish her good luck!

Time to update!

Okay, kind of a lot happened so I need to throw down a quick update here.

First off, Tuesday was
 
I didn’t miss it, but I forgot to blog about it.  So, let’s see.  Really the big thing was that we went to Janesville over the weekend.  My uncle was visiting from Colorado so there was a big thing at my Grandma’s house and she called us to invite us to come!  I just think that was really nice of her.  I definitely got the feeling that she was excited that we lived so close so we could come to something like that.  So anyway we went on Saturday and ate like maniacs!  Grandma made a turkey and her famous homemade buns and a pan of apple crisp (I had 3 slices)…to say nothing of the full jar of her homemade pickles!!  Oh man…heaven.  I’ve decided that if I was trapped on a desert island and I could only pick 1 food to have, I would pick Grandma D’s homemade pickles.

Anyway, we played 1 game of acquire and several games of Apples to Apples and much fun was had by all.  2 people immediately put the game on their Christmas lists!  Then Sunday we went over to my Aunt Lois’ house and watched the Packer’s game with some good ole Packer’s fans.  And they even won!!  My Grandma came with so that her and Sara could play Scrabble instead of watching the game.  Oh also, everybody has gardens and stuff, so we got some fresh pears from Uncle Lenny and fresh raspberries from my Uncle Roger.  Uncle Lenny has a pseudo-farm that my dad would *love*.  He grows pears, apples, cherries, all manner of vegetables and has chickens and turkeys.  Finally, Grandma gave me 3 jars of pickels to take home!!  But she made me promise not to tell anybody, so it’s a good thing this isn’t public or anything.

Quote of the weekend:
Len: “The cat had a hernia so I just pushed it back in there.”
Pat: “How did you keep it in?  Did you stitch it up?”
Len: “No…I just wrapped some duct tape around it.  By the time the cat got it off, it was healed.”

Uncle Len, Veteranarian.  What is it with my family and cats?

quick update

It sure is nice having football start so early here in the Central Timezone.  Here it is only 10:00 and the game is already almost over!

Went home for the weekend and said goodbye to Rachael before she goes to Japan.  We played some games with my mom and then on Sunday we went to see Reid’s baby Lillian.  She’s a really good baby!  I think she has more hair than me!

Best quote of the weekend:
(I was beating up on my mom in a game of Acquire)
Mom: “Shane, you are an S.O.B.”
Sara: “What does that make you then?”

I also want to say that Fort Wayne has some sucky grocery stores!  We had a recipe we wanted to make for my mom and we went to THREE DIFFERENT grocery stores trying to find fresh shrimp (not frozen) and a box of green and white fettuccini and couldn’t find them.  Finally at the 3rd store we were like, “okay fine, I guess they don’t have it, I guess we can just get some gnocci and vodka sauce” and they didn’t have THAT either!!  Those things are not that exotic, I didn’t think we were asking for much.  It didn’t even occur to me that there was a possibility that they might not be there.

Weekend Update

We had a great weekend camping!  The weather was perfect, sunny and about 80 during the day (so not too hot) and cool at night but not cold.  Unfortunately we forgot our pillows, but other than that it was good.  Everybody made it except for Sara’s brother and everybody had a good time!  The campground was nice, the beach was nice, what more can I say?  We played games, including many rounds of backyard golf

But of course, it wouldn’t be a camping trip without something weird befalling us.  So Sara’s sister Anna just finished going to the bathroom when her keys fell out of her back pocket followed immediately by the automatic toilet flushing!!  She put her hand up there and tried to grab them but they were gone!  The ranger said that there was no trap or anything, so the keys were just gone forever.  They had to drive 2 hours to Grand Rapids and 2 hours back to get an extra set of car keys.  So if you’re ever swimming in lake Michigan and you find a set of keys…

Another weird thing that happened is this lady came into our campsite and started yelling at us for “offering her kids tomatoes.”  I mean she was really pissed!  Now, it’s true that my dad had a huge basket of tomatoes from his garden that he was trying to get rid of that he set by the road in case anybody wanted some, but nobody remembers offering any to any kids.  But even if we did!  This lady kept saying, “You don’t talk to kids when there are no adults around!  What’s wrong with you?”  But if she was so concerned with it, why is she letting her kids run around the campsite with no adult supervision?  She made it sound so devious and illicit…”You were offering my kids TOMATOES!”  Yeah, that’s what all the child molesters use to lure in the little kids! 🙂  And when we said we hadn’t offered any to any kids she said, “Well both of my kids said you did.” as if we were lying about it!  What do you think your kids are going to say when you ask them where they stole tomatoes from?  Why would they be more trustworthy than NINE GROWNUPS!  I think there has to be something wrong with you to get so bent out of shape about tomatoes.

So the final funny thing that happened was that there was this MONSTEROUS sand dune that we encountered a few times.  We took pictures, but the pictures couldn’t possibly do it justice.  It was so steep at the top it was like a wall; straight up and down.  It was just amazing.  It was so much fun to run down that you couldn’t help but laugh like a loon even as you were busting out all your teeth on a tree.  Right about when you hit 70 mph you realize “this is going to end badly” and the rest of the time is spent just trying to get your next foot out in front of you.  So my brother missed the first trip there so I had to go with him the next day.  Walking (actually crawling, literally, on our hands and knees because it was so steep) up the hill nearly killed me!!  It was so much worse than I could ever have imagined.  So anyway, after going to the beach, we walked back and I went down the hill first so I could take pictures of him coming down.  So he really gets going, obviously a little too fast, because he just does a perfect face plant right into the sand.  I thought he died, so I tried to get a picture of it, but then the most amazing thing happened!  For a split second the shutter was closed so I didn’t see it exactly, but the next thing I see is him running straight at me!  Aparently his momentum was great enough that his feet just flipped over his head and landed back on the ground and he just kept going!  When he got to the bottom you couldn’t even see his face, it was just a solid mass of sand with eyes blinking out.  He couldn’t even swallow because all the sand in his mouth dryed it out.  It was HIL ARIOUS!

Snakes on a plane!!!

Oooooooh man!

All the buildup for this movie, you would figure there was no way it could live up to the hype…but you figured wrong.

“I’ve had it with these mother fucking snakes on this mother fucking plane!”
-Samuel L. Jackson

It was better than any expectation I had of it.  It’s actually a legitimately good movie!  But what really made it good was the audience.  The theater wasn’t full, but everybody who was there was really into it.  Everybody was clapping and yelling and having a good time, especially once the snakes really got cranked up and were going crazy. To be honest, I don’t know if it would be the same experience if you don’t go opening night.  Also, I was not prepared for the number of snakes or the number of deaths.
This is actually a pefect summary of the movie (probably spoilers)
http://soapsummary.ytmnd.com/

All I can say is GO SEE THIS MOVIE!