Drinking with Children

So Hollis and I ventured into the first level of Hell today, Chuck E. Cheese. I feel pretty proud of myself that we have held out this long. Sadly, of course, Hollis now thinks it is one of greatest places ever. My Mom has had an ongoing dislike of Chuck E. because, other than the obvious, she was told they serve beer on tap. Let me clear this up...they do serve beer on tap. And if you are foolish enough to take a group of small children there on the first Friday after school gets out for summer, you need beer. In reality, you need a morphine drip. Or maybe a lobotomy. Either way, get something for the pain, eat your mediocre pizza and drop $25 on enough tokens to get this:
Okay, there were really two lollipops, so certainly money well spent.

Truthfully though, we had a great time playing on the rides and games with our friends and I am sure we will be back soon...and having beer. Sorry Mom!

Looky Here!

I done fancied up this here blog! If you haven't already, please click through and let me know what you think. Also, if you have a chance, you might enjoy reading some of the other blogs we have linked to. John and I both have a lot of blogs we read regularly and eventually those will make it on the list too. Settle down people, I am working as fast as I can.

On Thursday, our Mothers and More group toured McCollum Field in Kennesaw. This small airport caters mostly to small planes and private jets. Our group of 25 children (all under 8yrs) only slightly exceeded my estimate of 10 children. I think we may have taken about 10 years off our poor tour guide's life. But, the children had fun. They even got to board one of the jets. Hollis and I decided that the next time we fly to see Mickey Mouse, this is the way to go. He looks right at home doesn't he? Obviously, a sign of things to come.

Lastly, the real reason my car pooped out last week...Yeah, baby 100, 000 miles!

Have a great weekend!

Global Warming - What Should We Believe or Do?

After reading the very balanced article linked to below, I'm even more baffled than ever as to what policy to support on this issue. At a minimum maybe we can groom Hollis to become a brilliant geneticist who figures out how to make "carbon eating trees".

Quick warning: this article is definitely not a quick read......

http://www.nybooks.com/articles/21494

Right at home

I am moving in and getting comfortable here at Salmon and Milk. I am sure at some point John will come to regret having invited me and will make me get my own site. Until then, enjoy the posts. If you read our posts through your email or reader, click through to the website so you can see my fancy changes. So far, I have added links to some of our friend's and family's blogs...they'll be more excitement as I get familiar with the neighborhood.

Stranded!

John has been telling me I should post on this blog since he started it, so I decided a typical Thursday would be a good place to start. Unfortunately, in our house there are very few "typical" Thursdays.

This Thursday went along as most; breakfast, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Stroller Strides class at Chastain Park. Leaving the park, I realized my car won't start. This realization lead to some angry muttering and possibly a single curse word which I am sure will later be repeated.

The next 2 hours went something like this: Call John, blah blah blah, wait, wait, wait...TOW TRUCK COMES!

Of course this was the highlight of Hollis's day, maybe week. He has been recovering from the trauma by towing all his bike, wagon and trucks to the shop because they won't start. Don't worry, no cursing...yet.

Mommy didn't handle it so well...


Why, yes that is the pan of brownies that I finished off. Does it count that they were made with whole wheat flour and flax meal? No, I didn't think so either.

The car is fine by the way...How was your Thursday?

**Be kind, this is my first post ever and leave me a comment or you may never hear from me again!

Hollis Trump

And Now You Know the Rest of the Story

My Mother sent this to me yesterday and I felt it was blog worthy, primarily because my conservative Christian Mother sent it to me!  Who knew one of my favorite words is actually an acronym?

"Manure:  In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before commercial fertilizer's invention, so large shipments of manure were common.

It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, it not only became heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by product is methane gas. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen. Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!

Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening

After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the term 'Ship High In Transit' on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.

Thus evolved the term ' S.H.I.T ' , (Ship High In Transport) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.

You probably did not know the true history of this word.

Neither did I.

I had always thought it was a golf term"