80's Night at Race Freex Motoplex

Tonya stopped by to model her 80's outfit.  Good grief, did we really dress like that? 

It's 80's night at Race Freex Motoplex.

Heading for Thor for Memorial Weekend

After the horrible experience of moving Makita (my back will never be the same) we're heading to Dave and Ellies place in Thor.  Planning a nice long relaxing weekend.

70's Night at Race Freex Raceway

Tonya's all decked out for 70's night at the race track tonight.  Rock on sista!

Moving Makita

Last Saturday the moving process started.

We enlisted the help of Bill Cynor.  This storage unit is completely full and the second one is nearly full.  Still have the garage to do (OMG).

Yes he rode down the street sitting at the table on the trailer.  Hang on little buddy!

Friday Night at the Races

My son-in-law Josh entertained us Friday at the Race Freex racetrack.  #267.  It seemed he was off the ground more than on the track.  He took 3rd.  Not bad considering some of those guys he raced against were almost half his age. 

This and That

Sorry folks I haven't been updating my blog very well lately.  There's a lot going on right now.  Makita sold his house and for the interim we'll be roomates in my small little bity house.  This should prove interesting.  So there's a lot of packing and soon to be hauling (to a storage unit) going on.

My job keeps me pretty busy.  They recently laid off some more people, including my friend Jerry Katz.  That makes me sad.  But I'll still see him in June at the Michigan race and in October at the Kansas race.

We're taking a break from packing this Friday night to go to KC Race Promotions for Pollice, Fire Fighter and Armed Forces night.  Should be a good time. 

Summers coming so there will be more to post soon!

Happy Mothers Day To Me!

My kiddo's, Tonya and Mike, sent me these beautiful roses today for Mothers Day.  I must have done something right.  Thank you!  Love you guys, Mom.

Trace Atkins Concert

Saturday we went over to Mehnoman to see Trace Atkins.  He put on a fantastic show.  We got to meet him.  He's so nice.  I told him I loved him in Celebrity Apprentice (cause I did and he should have won instead of Pierce).

Trip to Duluth

Sister Lorrie (and by no way do I mean Nun), nephew Bobby and Niece Erin made the trek to Minnesota this week.  Yesterday we loaded up in the truck and headed to Duluth.  It was only about 45 degrees and windy as all get out.  While we were there we toured the S.S. William A. Irvin iron ore ship.

Our tour guide, Hugh, was a winner!  He was interesting and full of information.

http://www.decc.org/attractions/irvin/

Making Plans to go to Michigan

It's been 5 years since we went to Michigan Speedway.  This time it will be a little different.  This time we'll be camping on the infield.  Yippy.  Jerry Katz is going to drive up from Alabama and meet us there the weekend of June 12th.  Stay tuned for more updates. 

The Doggie Snuggie? Really?

Ahhh Yet Another "Interesting" Photo

During the Nisswa American Legion Easter Egg Hunt Lindsey get's extremely "friendly" with the Bunny.  And who know's why Josh felt he needed to befriend the furry critter.

Lindsey and Kaylie liked the bunny.  Kaleb and Kiehra refused to participate in a photo op with this creepy rabbit.

Pictures Tell A Thousand Words

What's the odds the dog would be taking a dump in the background of this photo taken is Dad's sap shed?

New Gutter

Well the gutter that Makita and Doc hung for me almost 10 years ago came down last night and a new seamless gutter went up on the West side of the house.  Josh showed up with his work trailer and did a fantastic job.

Fellowship at Stella's

A week ago, prior to Easter, Stella hosted WNF.  The gang colored Easter eggs.  It was Marley's first Easter.

Upgraded Electrical

Yesterday I had the electrical service updated in my house.  Yeppers.  Went from fuses to breakers.  Good grief. 

Bye bye fuses!

Farewell to Uncle Fred

This Saturday Uncle Fred was taken from us.  Fred was a great guy.  He was always happy go lucky.  A positive thinker.  A bright spot.

Uncle Fred was a great husband, father and friend.  He was a hunting buddy to my dad and my brother.  He was a great cook.  He enjoyed his labs and fly tying.  Fred found the fun in everything he did.

  He'll be sorely missed.

Sale on Eggs

Cub has a sale on eggs this week (due to Easter I would imagine). If you spend $25 on other items in the store you receive a dozen large eggs FREE. Well I can hardly pass up FREE. So yesterday I headed over to Cub to get my FREE eggs. Stella was to host a potluck WNF that evening. One item I usually prepare for these type of occasions is deviled eggs. Perfect. FREE eggs! So I went around and around the store trying to spend $25. I picked up some fixins for a salad. I'll bring that to WNF as well. I bought some mayo to make the deviled eggs. Then from there it got interesting. Hmmmm what to buy to jack up my purchase to $25 so I can get my FREE eggs. I was finally at the point that I thought I had $25 worth of stuff in my basket. Now to get my FREE eggs. I trotted over to the dairy isle (since when is a chicken egg a dairy product?). The shelves that house the large eggs are empty. I hunt around and can't find any large eggs. They have medium. They have extra large. They even have what they consider to be a jumbo egg. But no large. Oh well, I'll take extra large and try to slide those through at the checkout counter. No way Jose. They weren't going for that. They asked me if I talked to the guy in the dairy department to see if there were more FREE large eggs. What guy in the dairy department? Have you ever seen a guy there? Me either. He must be behind the secret curtain or something. I said I don't know of any such guy. The gal running the checkout beside the counter I'm at says she'll go back there and find the guy in the dairy department (aka OZ) and get the correct FREE eggs for me. How nice of her. So she ran off with my extra large eggs to retrieve some FREE large eggs. Now I'm "that guy". The guy that you don't want to be behind in line because you're going no where fast. And sure enough there's a fellow behind me looking at me like I have committed some heinous crime by trying to slide the extra large eggs by as the FREE large eggs. And as I’m standing there being “that guy” while the checkout clerk from next door is retrieving the correct FREE eggs; I see that the fellow behind me has a dozen of the coveted FREE large eggs. Hmmmmm. “Hey there Fella, I see you were able to locate the FREE eggs”. “Yes ma’am. They were on a shelf up higher”. I’m thinking “well lah tee dah”. But instead of saying that I asked him if he’d give me his FREE eggs and accept my FREE eggs when checkout girl came back. He agreed (because he didn’t like me being “that guy”). So he gave me his FREE eggs. The girl at my checkout counter did some scanning and subtracting and some such stuff so my eggs would be FREE. Finally I’m on my way (with a bunch of groceries I didn’t really need but bought so I would be entitled to a dozen FREE eggs. Once I’m at home I take a peek at my receipt to see how close I was to meeting my $25 obligation. $26.18. Pretty good huh? Hey wait a minute. What the hell. They gave me my FREE eggs (I see $1.55 rang in and then $1.55 rang out, clearly representing my FREE eggs) but then right above those transactions is $1.59 rang in for the extra large eggs I initially tried to sneak by the checkout girl. The eggs that were taken back to OZ in the dairy department. Well kiss my grits. I went through all that and didn’t get anything free. As a matter of fact I paid four cents more then those stupid large FREE eggs cost in the first place.

Then I went to boil the NOT FREE eggs and two of them are broken (no kidding…I’m not making this up) and the broken eggs have acted as super glue.  Now a half a dozen eggs of the remaining eggs won’t budge from their cardboard coffin. Understanding that pulling and twisting would be a further disaster I end up soaking the cardboard off the eggs. Much later I finally have deviled eggs and I'm off to WNF. So what do we do at WNF? Color Easter eggs. I didn’t even ask Stella how, when or where she got her eggs.