Bailey and Nate Wedding Pics

Photos out at The Clay's....will PhotoShop some of them soon....!

Music and Marshmallows

Last week, I heard more than once that a variety of people 'read my blog'. Yikes! I immediately thought that perhaps I should straighten up, but then what is the point?! I certainly can't express all this nonsense in public or social situations. This is my blog, so it must reflect some of 'me' or 'I'--'Inappropriate, Immature, and Insecure'!
But I did recall that a lot of the music that I had previously posted was pretty shocking and I really don't have a one-track mind, (although I WAS probably after the shock value), nor am so narrow-minded that I can't listen to other music genres...
As I was house sitting, I made an attempt to dust here and there (yes, it was a pathetic attempt--partly due to the fact that I am not a cleaner, and partly because I was really afraid of breaking anything in the house) and I happened to glance at a music CD. I immediately recognized the person on the cover as someone who was at the recent wedding. Someone's relative? There was more than one of his CD's. A few days later, I was out digging up plants and saw my first vehicle in days...imagine my surprise to discover that it was the same person...so I now have my first bluegrass CD ever, since he just so happened to have an extra in his trunk: Blue Flannel Friday.

Now that I am home again, I have spent the last 2 days making apricot pies (15 so far this year as opposed to 42, and I've given away 7) and was going to listen to music while I rolled out crust. I was rather confused when I couldn't find my CD player--god, I have Alzheimers already!, but Briggs had pilfered it and the UPS loaders have lain claim to it for early morning hours. This irritated me at first, but it probably makes 4:00am go by a little faster so I guess I can spare it.

As I write this, I have set out some marshmallows for the Fugitive. He is here now at 10:25; sometimes he shows up before dark. Paula and Brigham had set up a tent over the weekend and roasted hotdogs and marshmallows in the backyard on top of Brigham's new invention-- a forge. The raccoon camped out too and enjoyed raspberries and marshmallows, so he gets a couple every night for a treat... but if he has a sweet tooth there are plenty of apricots laying out in the yard. Go for it, cause I'm tired of all this fruit!

Dude Looks Like a Lady...

I ran back into Wamego tonight for the annual July 4^th Parade; It used to be at noon, but heat has changed the time to evening. After it was over, I grabbed my cop friend K and we went into Lincoln Street Station for 1 beverage. For some reason, the topic between us was about a somewhat prominent business person and how perhaps he should don rainbow suspenders. Then we decided that perhaps inventing yellow suspenders fashioned as ‘yellow brick roads’ + tiny rainbow appliqué’s should be his mode of dress…

This conversation led to the ‘pooper scoopers’ at the end of the parade, and how I’d come up with a quick costume for one of them: MM. I was asked on Monday to supply a wig and dress for one of my former students; he had to dress as a woman during the parade as part of his community service work! I didn’t ask what his crime had been; I was just tickled that this unobtrusive, quiet cowboy kid had to dress up and wear huge knockers! Tee hee! I just so happened to have a red wig hanging on my clothesline and a leopard print skirt and top with matching jewelry. (Yes, MM did wear this, but I shortened the skirt to make it look funnier.)

As we were making up a crock of crap about ‘rainbows’, a guy came over to our table to shake hands with K. I wasn’t quite sure what his name was (several months ago, he’d left his number at the gas station expecting me to call, which I didn’t cause I think he’s way younger), but I will call him R. Since my life always seems to be a series of coincidences, I thought it incredibly bizarre that the first thing he would say to us was …. ‘Hey, don’t want you two to think I’m gay or something, but I really want to dress up as a woman… ‘ I noticed that R’s hair was full of big bouncy curls now and he said he was growing it out so he could dye it blonder—did we know how he could look like a transvestite? (These are an extreme rarity in Wamego KS!)

K and I are giving each other looks—was this guy drunk or has he lost his mind??! We went along with it… but advised him he’d have to get rid of the facial hair. Turned out that R had no driver’s license anymore and wanted to dress as a woman so that he could drive and wouldn’t get stopped… Ha! Let’s just tell that right to a cop! K went so far as to tell R that he wouldn’t give him another ticket—but only if he’d blow him a kiss!

Still am not really sure whether this guy was pulling our chain or not… What a weird topic of conversation.

Holy Freakin' Cow!

I normally don't watch the 800m but this was the most awesome finish ever for this race; Oregon came up from nowhere and just did a 1,2,3 sweep--chaos!
Yahoo! Brig has had to compete against a guy that runs for Oregon now--Jared Huske from Topeka-- a kick-butt hurdler and extremely nice guy. Now I will have to be an Baylor and Oregon fan. And Wichita!
And one of Tegan's friends always runs the distance races at the Olympic Trials-- Amy Mortimer--her mom was his gifted teacher here in Wamego...
Boo hoo. How I miss this sport. I was supposed to go help in Missouri this summer for Region 8, but that was the wedding weekend...

Gasp,

Oh, Jeremy! Rats...I just broke my scissors clenching them so hard....

Perfect Timing

I've been sitting on the floor listening to the TV as I crochet an old-fashioned rag-rug; I decided to turn the channel finding the Olympic Trials...just in time to watch the 400m-- my favorite race. Sanya Richards just won and I believe she broke 50. But now my HERO is up: Jeremy Wariner! Awesome!
Good luck to Brett tomorrow too-- he throws javelin...and thank you for coming to Bailey's wedding!