Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Here's Jeannette and Stephanie at Schmidt's on Monday night.

Here's Brooke, Colleen and Jacqui also at Schmidt's on Monday night.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010 - It's so WEIRD to write September 29 because it's so close to September 30th that it's almost scary in an exciting and anticipatory way....

On Monday night, we met Colleen, Steph, Jeannette, Jacqui, Brooke, Kevin, Kevin and Keith stopped by. Also JD. But we saw lots of other people that we knew. It was SO MUCH FUN!

It is amazing and energizing to meet with those wonderful kids. And I do say kids because I'm old enough to be their GRANDMOTHER. Their beer drinking granny. hahaa!!

Maybe that's why we get along so well with them. Or it could just be that they're awesome and we're extremely lucky to spend time in their orbit. And they do travel around like whirling dervishes....(obscure reference).

Better get going. Yesterday, I spent the ENTIRE day cleaning, organizing and tossing stuff out. We're getting the house appraised so we can appeal the real estate tax assessment -- which has been historically high and is now VERY HIGH.

Plus, the sealcoat people called me last night just before 5 and they're ALSO coming today to seal the driveway. Nothing happens for weeks on end....then, everything happens on the same day. Isn't that the way these things go? Answer: yes!

See ya later, djb

Monday, September 27, 2010

Here's Kylie dressed up for homecoming on Saturday night. Go Hubs!
Monday, September 27, 2010 - Happy Birthday to my Grandma O'Malley. She was born in 1883 so she'd be really old if she were still alive. For some reason, I can remember Grandpa and Grandma's years of birth. Probably because I spent so much time researching their families.

I still have to laugh when I think about Kylie as a little kid. Whenever the girls would bring her over to our house, she'd burst through the door and ask excitedly, "WHERE's the boys?" Downstairs. Then, she'd scurry on down looking for those boys. Half the time, they'd hide behind the door and scare her. Yikes!!

After they died, the few times that she did come over, it was too difficult for her to go into the computer room. She was still spooked by their teasing. Even though I kept telling her that they weren't there. Yeah, she knew that but still......

Sweet boys, Andrew and Jarrett, please watch over Kylie. Thanks. love you both, Mom

Thursday, September 23, 2010

This is a full moon picture picture I took a couple of years ago. It only seems appropriate to put it in here today!
Thursday, September 23, 2010 - It's the Full Harvest Moon. Also, the autumnal equinox. Remember that equinox means "equal nights." That's because the nights in both hemispheres are equal. It is does NOT mean that the length of day and night are equal. That would be called equidaynox.....

September. 23, 5:17 a.m. EDT -- Full Harvest Moon. Traditionally, this designation goes to the full moon that occurs closest to the Autumnal (fall) Equinox. The Harvest Moon usually comes in September, but (on average) once or twice a decade it will fall in early October. At the peak of the harvest, farmers can work into the night by the light of this moon. Usually the moon rises an average of 50 minutes later each night, but for the few nights around the Harvest Moon, the moon seems to rise at nearly the same time each night: just 25 to 30 minutes later across the U.S., and only 10 to 20 minutes later for much of Canada and Europe. Corn, pumpkins, squash, beans, and wild rice -- the chief Indian staples -- are now ready for gathering.


I'd better get going -- I have to gather some wild rice. bye, djb

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

This is the very tall ash tree that's right near the burn pile that got singed by the fire.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010 - Thought I'd write on the boys' blogger blog before I go out to mow. It'll probably be a little bit wet but we'll see what happens.

Last Friday, I think it was....I lit the burn pile on fire. Wish I had a picture of that. It was a HUGE, GIGANTIC conflagration that was close to be terrifying. yikes!!!

Thankfully, we had no wind so the only place the fire had to go was up about 40 or 50 feet to the leaves on top of that ash tree. I was afraid that the tree was going to catch on fire.

The interesting thing that happened was that it completely burned itself out and never did smolder very much. A few embers were burning later on and I doused them with water and that was that. The end.

see ya later, djb

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Here's Jarrett gnawing away on his sweet corn...or do you say "corn on the cob?"
Tuesday, September 7, 2010 - If I write on my blog, then I have to write on this one. It's a Libra thing.

We've always called it sweet corn and NOT corn on the cob in my family growing up. I think probably that's because Grandpa grew field corn and we de-tasseled seed corn so in our world, all corn was on the COB. And people ate the sweet corn.

As I was typing this, Diane called me, and after I talked to her, I got distracted by the wind. We're having serious gusts here today. So, I guess I'll go to Target and see what I can find.

see ya later, djb

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Here's Grandma and Grandpa Burkholder with Andrew and Jarrett back in the day. Can't remember the year exactly.
Sunday, September 5, 2010 - Thought I'd write on the boys blogger blog on Grandpa Burkholder's 90th birthday. He's been gone since January 2002. That's the last time I had a spirit sit in the front seat of my car. Hey boys???? where are you?

It's hard to find the pictures I'm looking for because everything is scattered all over the place. Usually, I find a picture when I'm NOT looking for it.

This weekend reminds me of all the years we'd either go to Minnesota or Woodhaven. Lately, we've been hanging around here. Although, we'll be in DeKalb some time soon.

I'll take pictures even though certain people don't want me to do that. Dennis. Now that I think about it, I'm probably one of the few people in the world who actually has taken pictures of Bergy.

I deserve a medal for that. haha Okie dokie. gotta run. Happy Birthday, Grandpa Burkholder. later, djb