Brent Spence Statistic
July 25th, 2008 Greg CorwinYup, I became one this weekend. Someone rear-ended someone who rear-ended me on the Brent Spence bridge, nice.
Yup, I became one this weekend. Someone rear-ended someone who rear-ended me on the Brent Spence bridge, nice.
My mom bought a new boat this summer, a 27′ Crownline bowrider, and I just got back from helping her launch it in Lake Cumberland. We took it for an afternoon cruise with my sister Allison, her hubby Syed, her nosepicker Luke, and my youngest sister Kelley who had her half-pint Christian (AKA, Karl jr).
It rode really nicely and even though it is probably going to be a gas hog, it was super comfortable to ride in. Looking forward to the next time we go down…
here are some photos that I took of it, and the lake area. Her old boat Genesis Eight II is the one in slip by itself., I meant to take a before & after shot, but forgot to take the “after”.
(One of these days I will relate why her boats are named that)
I decided to start off the day of the 14th wedding anniversary but getting up very early and putting down some weed-n-feed on the lawn since it was very wet with morning dew. In the process I slipped and fell dumping a 1/3 of the fertilizer on the lawn. Knowing that it would burn the grass, and still needing to finish the rest of the lawn with what I had, I put on some disposable gloves and scooped up what I could. When I was done – and being in a hurry to get the hose and wash off the fertilizer I couldn’t get up – I ripped off the gloves and threw them up the hill near the house, then finished with the yard.
Later that night after dinner with my Samantha I was walking the dog when I noticed that my wedding ring was not on my hand! I am also very careful with it if I ever take it off so I know it had fallen off somewhere, and that was when I remembered the gloves in the yard.
I went to Art’s Rentals and got metal detector and looked for it for about an hour without any luck. I kept getting false positives (beeps when there was nothing there) and was thinking that I needed a reference point to set the sensitivity. So disappointed, I went back to work thinking that I would try again when Sam gets home so I can set her ring on the ground and get a reference.
Well I was sitting at my desk and Samantha came up and asked me if I was cranky and I told her I wasn’t, it’s just that I was really busy. Then she held out her hand and gave me her ring and said “thanks”. As I put it on my little finger she said “Is that all, just ‘Thanks’?” as I noticed that either my fingers shrank more than I thought or it was my ring! And it was mine! She was untangling the dogs lead from the bottom of the stairs outside when she spotted it. Whew (pt.2).
The interesting thing is that last year the same thing happened, but the roles were reversed. She lost her ring for about three days and had no idea where it could have gone. I was sitting outside on the deck with her having “Mommy-Daddy Time” and we were talking about it when I glanced down under the table and saw her ring sitting in the patio umbrella stand’s ironwork. She said she twists and plays with it around her finger as kind of nervous habit and remembered hearing it drop, but because we were talking about something intensely she didn’t think to look. It was just pure luck that I saw it. Whew (pt.1)
When we were in Kansas one of the things that Buck and Lyn treated us to was the neighborhood “white trash party”. It’s not what you think, they live in a nice area but the street dead-ends into hay fields and they basically live on a cul-de-sac like ours. On Sunday evenings all throughout the summer their neighbors bring out lawnchairs, coolers and grills to the end of each driveway and have a get together in the street. It was a lot of fun, and would be have been more so if we knew everyone.
On the drive back home Samantha said to me that she wished someone on our street would do that. So I said to her, “Then do it.” Duh, right? So she did. She put these really nice invites from Vista Print together and put one on every door on our block.
Now I have to say that the neighborhood that we live in is really new and not many people know each other yet, so I was a little skeptical that very many people would show up. I knew that our immediate neighbors would, but that’s only seven of about 25 houses. To my very pleasant surprise 20 out of the 25 showed up! Now, that I brewed a batch of beer and told a few people about it may have had a little to do with the turnout, but I am not sure.
We met people that we have never even seen before, and everyone really like that.
It was great time, it started a little too early for the time of year and it was really warm the first two hours, but once the sun started to set and it cooled off it was really nice. The kids loved the waterslide of course and the adults loves the beers – and they drank it all, plus some!
Everyone brought some standard picnic faire – hamburgers, hot dogs, beans, pasta or potato salad – and some even brought cheesecakse and cookies. It went on into the wee hours, even after we broke down the EZ Up.
It’s on our “definite-do” list next year, and some have even suggested that we do it this Autumn. Who knows?
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