Gone Fishin'

Well not really fishing but I am off. Hey, hey, hey, that is not what I meant but yes I can be a little bit twisted too. I am off on vacation. It officially started at 4:45 yesterday when I finally dragged myself out of work.

The last few days have been interesting with cleaning (house still looks like a tornado hit it), making sure there is nothing to spoil in the fridge, laundry, grass care, buying a vehicle that will get me down to my destination and back, and playing on the Internet and blog land because I so did not want to do much of that. Besides, I was so amused watch M-E give birth (actually that would be Crabby and Milkmade but...) to a new blog that I just could not look away.



Well also I have a confession to make. I will probably lose my Mens Club Card

for admitting this but ... gasp ... I was reading the instructions for my camera a little and MY MINI VAN.

It has been a long time since I have driven something even remotely close to being new. Since when did the owners manual turn into a novel rivaling War and Peace or Hawaii 50? This darn thing is between 200 and 300 pages long. I have been reading for some time and I still don't know how to use the cruse control. What do I know now ... OK, check this out ... you can make a copy of my key and try and start my car with it. Within a few seconds it will turn itself off because it knows it is not the correct key. So how do you copy keys. OK, now the freaky part comes and I am doing this from memory so I hope I am mistaken. First you need two good keys and a blank that has been cut to fit your car (piece of cake). Now place one of the origional keys into the lock and turn it to the on position for at least 5 seconds but not more than 15 seconds. Then turn the key off but you are not done yet. Lather, rinse repeat you know. Repeat the previous 3 more times being sure to have it on for at least 2 seconds but not more than 5 seconds. (I think someone who wrote this manual had a sense of humor) We are still not done. Now remove the key and place the second good key in the ignition. Turn it on for a few seconds and back off and then remove it. (I am out of breath, is anyone else?) Now place your blank into the ignition and turn it on and finally, FINALLY, you will have a programmed key to use for the car. I am taking this darn owners manual with me. I am afraid I will get part way on my trip and the car will ask me to do something I have no clue how to do. What ever happened to the simple days of the Plymouth Valiant or Plymouth Champ I owned. Mommey!



Well I finished most of what I needed to do last night except for packing. I hate packing! SO I decided I got to treat myself not only to dinner (finally) but also to a nice treat. I drove over to the the little town near by and stopped at the local ice cream parlor. I think this place was a Dairy Queen in a past life as they carry most of the same things. I got a thing some places call a freeze where you blend together a slushi (in this case cherry) and some ice cream. I eat almost half of it before I could get home and make something for dinner. Good thing my Mom does not read blogs as I am sure I would get in trouble for having desert before dinner.




Well now here I am updating a long over due blog instead of PACKING. I spoke to my travel agent, ~Lara, and if I don't get this done and get on the road soon I am going to miss my window to avoid the nasty traffic. Why do I hate packing so much? Oh well, I guess I better get down to business and get cracking. Kentucky Derby hear I come. Well actaully I just go down to soak up the weather, visit with my friends, participate in some Derby Festival events and get the heck away from work for a little while. I have only actually been to the Derby once but that does not matter.

So everyone have a great week. I will try and write and visit when I can (of course I am taking a computer) and I will be back in 11 days. Oh by the way, this is my 19th year doing this. Shute, Roxi was probably in kinergarden back than and probably just about to break some boys heart for the first time.


Whew! He must have used up half of his vacation, just trying to leave! --Potsworth & Company