Sorry... I couldn't resist....

A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to talk with her.

Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket toward the man. He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back.

'Oh my, I am so sorry,' the woman says as she pops her eye back in place...

'Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you,' she says.

They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards they go to the theatre followed by drinks. They talk, they laugh, she shares her deepest dreams and
he shares his. She listens.

After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to her place the next evening for dinner.

She cooks a gourmet meal with all the trimmings. They had a wonderful, wonderful time. The guy is amazed. Everything had been SO incredible!

'You know,' he said, 'you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to every guy you meet?'

'No,' she replies. . .








'You just happened to catch my eye..'


HA!


Have a good one, ya'll.

The Amphitheater is Coming

This morning I attended the groundbreaking ceremony for Tuscaloosa's new amphitheater.

I expected to burn up since I had on a coat and tie, but there was a nice breeze blowing and it was very comfortable in the shade of the Hugh Thomas Bridge.

The amphitheater will seat 7,000 people and is expected to be open in time for the first football game of 2010.

There's been a bit of controversy around town lately concerning the existance of an amphitheater in Tuscaloosa. A guy named Mark Booth started a website called "Stop the Amp" in an attempt to gather support against the construction. However, the last time I checked, the poll on that website showed over 80% of voters were in support of having an amphitheater here in town. I think Mr Booth really wanted to run against our mayor in the upcoming election, but his hopes got kinda squashed.

So anyway, I'm pretty excited about this. It's really going to be something nice for Tuscaloosa.

Ya'll will have to come check us out when it opens!

Family means having your banana pudding and nutter butters too....

We had a really great weekend. Of course, it was busy, but that's the only way we know.

We made a trip to Lowe's Friday night, in anticipation of doing some work outside Saturday morning. Unfortunately, I ended up having to go in to the office for a while Saturday, and when I got home, the heat had kicked in outside, so we didn't get anything done work-wise.

We did go up to Jasper to see Heather's Uncle Jim and Aunt Debbie. They are such awesome people, and are so good to us. Jim has always been like a father to Heather, so we really enjoyed sitting out with them catching up on things.

We left Jasper headed to Mitchell Mountain near Berry, Alabama for a reunion of some of Heather's folks. This was the first of such reunions for me, but I'm usually at home in just about any crowd, so I wasn't worried about going.

All I can say is wow.











David and Sherry Mitchell hosted us all at their place. I have no idea how Sherry keeps that yard looking like it does. It was simply amazing, and they were so nice to share their home with everybody. We ate barbeque, chicken with white bbq sauce, potato salad, slaw, pasta salad, and then for dessert, we had banana pudding (the one from Southern Living with the Nutter Butters), southern praline cake, and some sort of chocolate brownie cool whip layer thing. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm!!!!

Then we stopped back by Chris and Jessica's on the way home, and they gave us Monkey Bread to take with us! Folks are not helping our diets.... which evidently are non-existent.

Yesterday I did get some work done around the house. I got all the windows washed on the outside, the front porch washed down, and the garage cleaned out and washed.

Then we went to Sam's and I bought a new TV. So now we are all high definition at our house! I liked to have never got it set-up. I had to call the Sam's help line for assistance. But it's all working great, and Heather is picking up another cord today so that I can hook the Wii up to it this afternoon.

So that's about it for the weekend from our house.

Hope you all had a good weekend yourselves, and I hope ya'll have a great week!

The Yum just keeps on coming....

We continue to be fed by people.

Last night, Keith and Susan Whitley brought supper over to the house to us. Susan works with Heather, and Keith is CEO of a cancer center here in Tuscaloosa. They came over about 6pm with Mollie, their long-haired dachsund. Hershey wasn't too sure if she wanted to be friends or not.

Susan had called Heather earlier in the day yesterday and was worried that the food would not be good. Evidently, she doesn't cook very often. She even went as far as to call FIG (Food Is Good), a local restaurant here in town, to tell them that if the food she was bringing us was not fit to eat, then we would be calling for something else and that she would pick up the tab.

Of course we would never have done that, but it didn't matter anyway because the food was delicious. She brought chicken spaghetti, an awesome salad with grapes and strawberries and cranberries and nuts all mixed in with balsamic dressing, garlic cheese rolls and oatmeal raisin cookies. She also brought REAL Milo's Tea! We never get the real stuff anymore. We have to get it with Splenda.

So once again, we gorged ourselves. It was all so so good. Sorry I didn't get pictures. I'm gonna have to do better on that. I just love food and get all carried away and forget.

We are truly blessed to have so many great friends.

Ya'll have a good night.

George has left the building....

Thanks for all the comments and well wishes on my freakishly gross arm thing.

As it turns out, I didn't have a ganglian cyst. I don't know where I got that from. I may have made it up. Who knows?

It was actually a lipoma. Again, I turned to Wikipedia for an explanation. A lipoma is a benign tumor made up of fatty tissue. Approximately 1 percent of the population has a lipoma. Leave it to me to be in that 1 percent.

I'll just tell ya'll, Dr. Laubenthal is an awesome guy. I've had doctors in the past that are just basically doing their job and could care less about the person that they are taking care of. Not so with Dr. L. He takes his time and makes you feel like you are the only patient he has. You can tell that he genuinely cares about you and what he is doing.

And his office is ultimately cool. He played baseball for Alabama in college, so a lot of the office is themed around sports. The exam rooms all have names like "Coleman Coliseum" or "Bryant Denny Stadium."

His other passion is super heroes. And that is the theme for the rest of the office. For example, the room I was in today had a larger than life size mural on one wall of Spiderman swinging from building to building. The shelves in that room are covered in action figures that he has collected. There's a batman light on one wall, and a US map indicating where the forces of good and evil reside hanging on another wall. Very entertaining.

Dr. L is also a very snappy dresser, and he is the one who introduced me to Robert Graham shirts. So we talked a lot about those today. Look them up here... http://www.robertgrahamshirts.com. Very cool stuff!

So Dr. Laubenthal told me that anything as large as what he took out of my arm needed to be named. So I have named it George, because it was indeed a curious thing.

I didn't see what he was doing to me. I told him I didn't want to watch. But when he took George out, he asked if I wanted to see it.

It was gross. That's all I'm gonna say about it. Just gross. And I thought about saying, "Hey! Can I get a picture with my phone for my blog?" But I decided against that. So no pics.

I have 7 stitches. Didn't hurt a bit. He gave Heather a scalpel and told her that she could take them out in 8 days. He did say that it was a wise decision not to hit it with a Bible. He said that would have been quite painful.

And life just keeps on going....

Ya'll have a good one!

Just hit me with the Bible...

WARNING! This may be a little gross to some of ya'll. I know it is to me.

Ok. So for years I've had this thing on my arm. Just beside my elbow. It started off as a small knot, but through the years has grown to about the size of a quarter.



I actually had my doctor, Jeff Laubenthal, look at it about a year ago. He said it is a ganglian cyst. It's benign.... not really much to worry about.

I looked up ganglian cysts on Wikipedia. They are also called Bible bumps. Wanna know why? Because people used to get rid of them by whacking them with a Bible or other thick book! I can tell you now that's not going to happen here. No way, Jose'!

But it freaks out Heather. And honestly, as you can see, it really is kinda gross looking.

So Heather has been trying to get me to have it removed. In fact, she called me at the office earlier to remind me to call and make an appointment.

So since I'm not getting rid of it with the Bible, I called the doctor's office, expecting to get an appointment in the next couple of weeks or so.

It's at 7:30 tomorrow morning. They had a cancellation. Joy!

Ya'll, I have a very weak stomach and don't handle things like this well. I asked some questions, and basically have determined that I will be awake while Dr. Laubenthal is cutting this thing out. Kinda makes me queasy just thinking about it. I may pass out and bust my head open and then I'll really be in a fine mess.

Stay tuned.... If I can use my arm after he gets done cutting things out of it, I'll let ya'll know how it goes.

Happy 4th Weekend!

I didn't get to post this weekend, so Happy Belated 4th of July!

We ended up going down to Orange Beach. A week later than we planned, but we made it. Along with everybody else in the southern United States, it seemed.

It was a very spontaneous trip. I wasn't even sure that Heather would be up for riding that far, since she was only a week out of having surgery. But she assured me that she would be fine, and she was.

My father in law, Terry, and my brother in law, Hess, had planned to go down for a work day. We've all been trying get down there together since March, but schedules just haven't worked out for us. So when Heather and I heard that Terry was going down last Wednesday, and Hess last Thursday, we decided to go as well so that I could help out where I could.

I'm not the handiest person in the world. But I'm a pretty good gopher, and I can handle most tasks if I have a little guidance.

So we headed down Thursday after I got off work.

Friday was our work day. We replaced part of the floor in the bathroom, built a handrail for the new steps at the back door, and then replaced a section of floor in the kitchen. (Terry's chair had gone through the floor and dumped him in the corner on Wednesday afternoon!) We still have to lay new tile in the bathroom and kitchen, but at least we are back on solid flooring!

Hess and I also got the grass cut on both lots, and we caught Heather cutting back the shrubs. We sent her back inside though, and I cleaned up her trimmings.

Terry took us all out to eat seafood Friday night, and then he and Hess left Saturday morning. Terry headed home, and Hess headed to Lake Martin to join his wife and kids at his in-laws'.

Heather and I hit the beach. With every everybody else. It was packed!

I had my new backpack beach chairs, so we were able to pack efficiently and ended up with just a cooler in my hands. Heather had her tabloids and I had grabbed a new book at Publix, so we were content out there long enough for both of us to get nice and crispy.

We ate at Flippers at Bear Point Saturday night, and they had home-made ice cream for dessert! I do love me some ice cream. It was treat!

We knew we wanted to watch some fireworks. We are only about a mile from the Wharf, and we knew they would be shooting fireworks there, but we couldn't find anything that told us what time. Gulf Shores was having fireworks out in the Gulf at 9pm. So at first, we figured that would be our best choice. But then we couldn't figure out where to park to see them.

Little Big Town and Montgomery Gentry were scheduled to play at the Wharf. So I decided that maybe we should just grab some tickets and spend the rest of the evening there. And that is what we did.


I didn't really know much about either bands. But after they started playing, I knew most of the songs.

It was a great night. A breeze was blowing, the music was great, and everybody was in the spirit of the evening. We had a great time.

All the Who's in Whoville were out as well...

The fireworks started around 10:30pm, and were the perfect ending to our day.






Sunday morning we got out and walked around the neighborhood and over to the marina. The sun was already beating down on our burned shoulders though, so we didn't stay out too long. We packed up, cleaned up, loaded up, and started for home.

Until we got to Canal Road. And the traffic was awful.

Normally, I take the toll bridge and the beach express and avoid the main beach traffic. But Mama had phoned that morning to tell me that the birds are pecking big holes in Daddy's tomatoes, and that he wanted me to go by Al's and pick him up some rubber snakes. So we ended up heading over to the main road, and the traffic got worse from there.

We got those snakes though. All colors. I wish I had taken a picture, but I forgot. Sorry. Use your imagination.

After about an hour or so in traffic, I pulled into Papa Rocco's in attempt to find a source of strength to deal with the traffic. After a half of a Chicken Club pizza and half of a Seafood Primavera pizza, we were back in full force.



It was at this point, that Heather made the suggestion that we by-pass the traffic and take the Fort Morgan ferry over to Dauphin Island. Neither of us had been out that way in years, so we decided to invoke our sense of adventure and come back home that way.

Now let me just say something here. I didn't know you could ride that ferry as a pedestrian only. I thought you had to be in a car. But Heather said that when they were growing up, Sue would take them to Fort Morgan all the time to ride the ferry over to Dauphin Island and back. I had never thought about that. You learn something new every day.

We ended up waiting about an hour to get on the ferry. Not a bad wait though.

After we got all lined up, with cars in front, behind, and beside us, I asked Heather if she had cash. (I had spent most of mine on $6 frosty beverages the night before at the Wharf.) She had none. So I got out and looked at the fee schedule, and we needed $20.50 to cross. I started rummaging through my pockets and the car, and finally came up with 16 bucks. Not gonna do it. And there we are all boxed in. Well I started to worry. I mean, how embarrassing is this gonna be??? So we walked over to the snack bar hoping for an ATM. No luck. Heather was picking out her popsicle when I pointed out the "Cash Only" sign. Well if we haven't got enough to pay for the ferry, we certainly aren't going to be buying ice cream.

So we walked back to the car, and Heather found the attendant to ask what forms of payment they accepted. Praise the Lord, they took VISA! So we were in the clear. But in the future, I will try to be more prepared for the adventure.

We went back and got popsicles from the snack bar and wandered around. Then we loaded up on the ferry and were off to Fort Gaines and Dauphin Island.






We stopped at Mama's and picked up Hershey, and visited with my sister and nephew as well. We ate some barbeque and fried apple pies, and then finally headed for Tuscaloosa.

Needless to say, we slept well last night. It wears us out, but it's so good to get away. On the way home, we were already figuring out the next weekend to go back.

Hope ya'll have a great week!