Saturday, May 21, 2011

You look like 40 Miles of rough Road--Nope, 50 Miles

Friday evening, my sons had a scout camp out at a place about 30 miles North of town. My youngest son also had a Junior High Student Council community service activity that he had to be at, so we agreed to drive him out to the camp out after he was finished. We were given a map to the area. As we prepared to leave, it began to rain lightly. By the time we got my son from his activity, and got on the road, things were beginning to get a little muddy. We followed the map, and wound up out in the middle of nowhere, on a very slick, muddy road, and no tracks in front of us. We called the leaders in charge, and asked where we had gone astray. They told us where we SHOULD have turned off the road, and we backtracked to get on the right road. WE WERE FOLLOWING THEIR MAP! When we finally got on the right road, it had been raining for over an hour, and the road was MUCH muddier and slick. It took us another 40 minutes to get out to the campsite, and 40 more minutes to get back to the road. All in all, we had been driving on muddy, slick roads for 2 1/2 hours, and over 55 miles. I was beat, tired, and you could hardly tell what color our vehicle was SUPPOSED to be.

We found out today that one gentleman from our troop had gone out to that area Thursday, and got his big, four-wheel drive, Ram diesel stuck up to the axles out in that area. He wasn't able to get it out until this afternoon. Now both sons owe me!

Take care, and drive carefully. Stick.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Litter Locust

Today was our city wide clean up. As part of that, our Boy Scout troop did a fund raiser out at our local trash dump, for their upcoming Camp. The dump backs up against some BLM land, and due to the high winds, garbage gets blown from the dump out into the sagebrush/rabbit brush field. When we arrived, it looked like someone had found a way to cultivate, and grow, plastic grocery bags. Every bush had at least one bag stuck into its branches. Even that would not have been too bad, except that most of the plastic was deteriorated due to the sun. As you would grab hold, the plastic would collapse into several pieces. It made it VERY difficult to clean up the area. We had 13 boys, and spent six hours. We filled almost 40 of the giant garbage bags, and even if it wasn't completely clean when we left, it was definitely cleaner,and you could tell we had been there. I was there as a stand-in for my older boy, who was occupied today with a choir performance in Utah.

All I can say is, "HE OWES ME BIG TIME!" Stick.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Marathon Madness

Friday, we went to SLC to shop for the upcoming wedding of my second daughter. We walked miles of mallway, with her trying on dresses, and looking for every odd and end that we need for the upcoming nuptials. It seemed like every time we went into a store, we would find another little hidden treasure that we needed to fit into the puzzle that will make up this wedding. A dress on sale here, a cut glass punch bowl at a thrift store there, and everything kept falling into place.

We still have things we need, but there is time. I just hope we can avoid another weekend like this last one.

Hang in there. Stick.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

What's My Name?

We must be getting older. They say the memory is the first thing to go. Maybe we need Ginkgo Beloba.

I woke up an hour ago, and have been puttering around showering, getting a roast in the crockpot, and enjoying the quiet morning...until. My oldest daughter came upstairs all dressed for church. "Are you guys going to Conference today?"

Now it comes back to me. Stake Conference.(a large church meeting) Adult Meeting last night. Church at ten today, and no one is awake except my daughter and I. I can be ready, we'll see about the others.

On the other hand, it is a gorgeous spring day outside.

Hang in there. Drink more water to improve your memory. Stick.