Showing posts with label pizza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pizza. Show all posts

Saturday, March 10, 2018

“Only those with tenacity can march forward in March” ― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

March 4 ~ this is grandson Elijah's 'do-you-have-to-take-my-picture-again' look
Yes! Of course! Especially since he got a new much shorter haircut.
You'd think he'd know by now after 11+ years that Granny is not going to stop taking his picture.
March 4 ~ Revenge! 
Our son-in-law Jerry's birthday was last Sunday, and we ate lunch after church at El Tapatio, where Neil informed the server that it was Jerry's birthday. So of course they put the birthday sombrero on Jerry's head and all the servers sang a happy birthday song in Spanish.
So. 
A week later, and a few days after Neil's birthday, we ended up eating lunch after church at El Tapatio, where Jerry wasted no time getting his revenge on his father-in-law.
That's what you call Karma.
March 6 ~ shadow time ....
.... and the days are getting longer
March 7 ~ Grackles tend to congregate in large groups, popularly referred to as a plague or annoyance, according to Wikipedia. Totally true. Lately, they've discovered our bird feeders where there are sometimes ten or fifteen of them gathered around on the ground, pecking and posturing and fighting each other over the seed. 
They seem hateful and greedy and mean. Plague and annoyance are spot on descriptions of their gatherings. 
March 8 ~ A group of squirrels is called a 'scurry', although they don't run in packs. They should be called a plague and annoying. Greedy little buggers. But I think the Grackles got them beat.
When Neil and I started dating way back in 1972, one of our first dates was at Gondola Pizza House. That's when it was located just down the street from TTU. When it came time to order our shared pizza, he told me to choose the topping. How generous! What a guy!
Many years later, he finally told me that he about gagged that night when I chose MUSHROOMS for the topping. He hated mushrooms, those gag-worthy slimy things.
Whenever he tells that story about that date, I always point out to him that we could have ordered a half-and-half pizza--mushrooms for me and something else besides mushrooms for his half.
Like I said, what a guy!
Flash forward 46 years (!?!) and look who's sharing a mushroom pizza at Gondola Pizza House. I feel obligated, even now,  to point out to him we don't have to get mushroom, that we can do a half-and -half. But he's come to enjoy those Gondola mushroom pizzas.
I knew he was a keeper.
How can anybody eat a pizza and use only one napkin. Not me, apparently.
March 9 ~ For her cosmetology business project, granddaughter Shelby had to pull together and organize a beauty salon business, detailing how much it would cost from start up to opening day. Plus, she had to build a mock-up of her salon. She made everything from scratch, even painting the street in front of the salon. She handcrafted a tiny realistic-looking blowdryer and a hair straightener. 
She made a 94 on her business profile (the highest grade was a 97), and she made a 100 on her salon mock-up. After the hours and hours she poured into all of it, she was thrilled with her awesome grades. Way to go, Shelby! So proud of all your hard work!
The Grandpeeps
Grandson Knox discovered the joys of the typewriter when I showed him the typewriter app on my computer. It's the Hanx Writer app created by none other than Tom Hanks, who I've heard loves and collects typewriters. Knox had a great time typing messages on the different models of typewriters. They even make the key click sounds and the ding of the bell on the carriage return. Coolest thing ever. But not as cool as the real thing.
Knox's typewritten message to his mom
March 10 ~ Winter and Spring are duking it out here in Tennessee. 
Unexpected unscheduled baseball games today for Elijah who plays on his middle school's JV team. Elijah had to be there before 11:00 this morning, not knowing when he'd be playing in one of three games his team was going to play. Of course, he ended up playing in the third game at 2:30, so that's when Neil and I showed up. But Holly (E's mom) had been there the whole time, leaving during the second game to bring in some lunch.
The sun was clouded and the wind blew cold during E's game. We huddled under a blanket. Thus the frowny faces. Plus E's team was totally outplayed by their opponents.
Three up, three down every time E's team was up to bat. They were having a really bad game. He finally got to bat in the 4th inning ....

.... and, unfortunately, struck out. It was the only time in the whole game he got to bat. Major bummer. More frowny faces (see previous frowny face picture)

After the game, Elijah told us his team was one point short of the ref calling the mercy rule. He had to explain to me what that meant since I had no clue.
15 to 0 in the 4th inning. Game over.
If you've never heard of the mercy rule, here's a little info. Don't say I never taught ya nothin'.

The mercy rule is a provision in the rules that terminates a game early if one of the two teams has taken a substantial lead, considered to be insurmountable, after a minimum number of innings have been played. ... The mercy rule is often called the skunk rule in slang, particularly in youth baseball.


Thursday, June 11, 2015

LEAP OF FAITH (God will build my water wings on the way down)

Grandson Elijah and his BFF Anthony hung out with me yesterday (June 10). They played video games all morning, but what they really wanted to do was get wet on a hot (almost) summer day. They had never been to the Community Pool and wanted to try it out. First thing Elijah asked was does it have a diving board? He was excited that it not only had a low dive but also a high dive. Here he is jumping off the low dive--into water 14 feet deep, a lot deeper than what he's used to at Echo Valley, where he usually goes swimming. He's 8 and has always been a little fish. When he climbed out of the pool after his first jump, he said, "It's really deep!" 

He was itching to go off the high dive, but it took him a while to gather his courage.

No fear. I'd have to be dragged up there and thrown overboard, kicking and screaming. 

And off he flies and plunges into the deep blue water.

Splashdown! He'd already disappeared underneath the water before I could snap another picture. Must have been great fun, because he kept going back for more the rest of the afternoon. Anthony eventually joined him but opted for the low dive only. Wise choice, in my opinion.

A nice lady offered them the rest of her pizzas (and a stack of paper plates and napkins) as she was leaving. Of course these two bottomless pits readily took them off her hands. After all, anybody would be an idiot to turn down free Papa John's pizza (and breadsticks). Hard to beat hot summer fun in the cool pool with your best buddy.

Monday, November 24, 2014

But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day. ~Benjamin Disraeli

November, we hardly knew you! Where did you go?  ~ Some random picture postcards ~
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“Flurries early, pristine and pearly. Winter's come calling! Can we endure so premature a falling? Some may find this trend distressing- others bend to say a blessing over sage and onion dressing.”
― Old Farmer's Almanac, The Old Farmer's Almanac 2013
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Birds have the most fun
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Blackbird ~ Go ahead and sing it ~ you know you want to
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Exposure gone awry ~ made for an interesting photo ~ either that or the neighbor’s tree is on fire
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Shelby and Knox
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Elijah ~  almost had it
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Shelby ~ contemplating her choices
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"The stripped and shapely
Maple grieves
The ghosts of her
Departed leaves.
The ground is hard,
As hard as stone.
The year is old,
The birds are flown.
And yet the world,
In its distress,
Displays a certain
Loveliness"
-   John Updike, A Child's Calendar 
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Knox ~ mom made him wait until after lunch to eat his Superman cookie he picked out at Santa’s Workshop ~ good things come to those who wait
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“November is usually such a disagreeable month...as if the year had suddenly found out that she was growing old and could do nothing but weep and fret over it. This year is growing old gracefully...just like a stately old lady who knows she can be charming even with gray hair and wrinkles. We've had lovely days and delicious twilights.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
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"O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being.
Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing."
-  Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Down on the farm ~ cows and giraffes and T-Rex, oh my
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The time has come once again ~ how did it get here so fast?! ~ tagging our soon-to-be Christmas tree at the tree farm ~ we actually took the time to do this on a warm day instead of waiting for the coldest day of the year [which we always seem to do]
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All the area school’s 3rd graders competed in the Olympics at TTU ~ Elijah won the bronze medal [he was representing Italy] for the javelin throw ~ the javelin in this case being a pool noodle ~ he got to stand on the winner’s platform with first and second place [Mexico and Sweden] ~ they even played the US national anthem ~ very cool ~ proud of you, Elijah
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Knox at Poet’s Coffeehouse ~ you know, it’s a law that you must eat a chocolate chip cookie and play on an iPad when you hang out at a coffeehouse
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The works at Gondola Pizza ~ extra large
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My most fave times usually involve spending time with these peeps of mine ~ and most likely there is food ~ that’s a law, too ~ this was after they all went to see the movie Big Hero 6 ~ around the table from left: Neil, Shelby, Elijah, Holly, Knox, and Kelly ~ Kelly, Knox and I skipped the movie and enjoyed caramel apple cider at Poet’s
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American graffiti ~ never ignore anything in the shape of a heart
"Yea, I have looked, and seen November there;
The changeless seal of change it seemed to be,
Fair death of things that, living once, were fair;
Bright sign of loneliness too great for me,
Strange image of the dread eternity,
In whose void patience how can these have part,
These outstretched feverish hands, this restless heart?"

-  William Morris, November