No, you only think you're hot

Today we got a new furnace installed in our house...
It wasn't cheap, but it wasn't horrible either...
John, our friendly electrician and friend got us a pretty good deal...

So, should be warmer this winter and cooler this summer with the whole new unit installed.
FINALLY!

The other thing we're thinking of doing is insulating the attic... We're looking into green fiber insulation, which is shredded newspapers that are flame retardant. It's about 25 cents per square foot which is considerably cheaper than regular fiberglass, and it is supposed to be 90% as effective... Sounds promising!

So this week is my Birthday and I'm not really all that enthused about it for whatever reason.
I'm really more excited that the Royals beat the Tigers 5-4 today in their opening game!
The Tigers are predicted to win the series this year...AND WE BEAT THEM!

I can't wait till we go on April 12th! I can't wait...really!

Go Royals!

David (and don't ask me how old I'm going to be)

Nada Mucho (cept for "LOST" "AMERICAN IDOL" and "DANCING WITH THE STARS")

OOOOH! SCARY!!!

Not much going on here...we're in the valley of lull between holidays and birthdays and we're just chillin' on the home front.

I've been watching "American Idol," "Lost" and oh no....Sherry's got me watching "Dancing with the Stars!"

"Idol" has been interesting because David Cook of nearby Blue Springs... he of the bad hair and great voice...has been blowing me away with his choices of songs and styles. He and Brooke are by far the best...

"Lost" is still the best TV show on and is more puzzling than ever this year. Great Show in every way!

"Dancing" has Marlee Matlin, who is both talented and inspirational and Kristy (I'm not even going to try to spell her last name) of Olympic Skating fame.... who looks as if she's been ballroom dancing since birth! Then there's Priscilla Presley, who at one time was one of the most beautiful women in the world...but NOT ANYMORE!

You would think that Michael Jackson's former Mother-In-Law would know all about BAD PLASTIC SURGERY.... But NOOOOOO! She looks like someone beat her up, ripped her mouth off, stretched it out and then slapped it back on in the wrong place! Then she put on a Morticia Adams wig and had a lobotomy... (I say this because she giggles around like a dippy teenage girl most of the time!) It's Horrible! At least she can dance, cause if she didn't she'd scare the audience away!

I can't wait for "The Office," "Earl," "SCRUBS" and "30 Rock" come back next week....

David

Accidents just waiting to happen...(A.K.A. "When bad titles happen to good books")

Okay, this could result in the worst tongue twister ever.
I'm thinking there should be an ointment available for "Thong
on fire..." Or else it is the story of a woman who is desperate to meet firemen....

Easter and more Uncle troubles...Oh yeah, and Springfield gets Whacked by another storm

Easter was nice, although a bit cold. We could have frozen the eggs rather than hard boil them. But still, it was a nice day. Church was good...as always and good for us too! It was packed to the walls and the music was great, and Pastor Fred was right on target with his sermon...

Sherry's Uncle, Dennis had a stroke... so we're now up to three Uncles who've been sidelined in the past month... Dennis is doing well and Rod and Bill are recovering nicely...so our prayers have been heard...

Springfield, Missouri seems to have done something to tick off the big guy... I'm not sure what's up with Springfield, but every tornado, ice storm and flood seems to hit them (and hit them hard!) All they need now is an Earthquake, plague of locusts or fire and I think they'll have all their bases covered. GEEZ!

To our Family and Friends in Springfield... Hang in there...better days are coming soon!

-David

David, here's the flu (with apologies to Dr. Seuss)

This is a story
one that's filled with grave dread
of a man's valiant effort
to rise from the dead

His throat filled with phlegm
His lungs gasping for air
His coughs, oh so painful!
Why isn't life fair?

As he ponders his life
And the error of his ways
As he lies there in pain
For days upon days

And the weather was nice
during the time he was illing
but his days were spent fevering
coughing and chilling

And his new Neighbor, Matthias
who is really quite handy
did yard work the whole time
and now his yard looks quite dandy

But Dave's yard is all ugly
dog poop, sticks and leaves
while inside Dave is busy
Cause he has the dry heaves

Working outside
Is the life that one picks
stead of buried in blankets
all slathered with Vicks

And then something miraculous happened
it occurred on day 5
Suddenly Dave realized
He was still alive

So he got out of bed
and he gathered all his power
and staggered to the bathroom
to take a hot shower

Now awake is he and
typing quite madly
He will not look back on this week
and feel sadly

For somewhere this week
in his feverish dome
he managed to create
this silly old poem

Here is my warning to one
and to all
A flu bug will find you
No matter how small

If you've thus far managed to avoid
all this flu
then, kudos and cheers
My hat's off to you

-David

More Uncle news and an apology to Gail

Uncle's Rod and Bill are both home and doing well... YEA!

Also, reader Gail points out that in my last political post, I wrote Barrack Obamas name as O'Bama.... which brings me to my next point... Gail, are you saying Obama isn't Irish enough?

Dave

I'm writing to you from In Fluenza

Okay, so I bragged the other day about not getting sick all winter. (at least not with the flu...migraines...that's another story...bad knees...yet another).

So yesterday my Boss gets sick and we're joking at work about being sick on what will amount to being the nicest day weather-wise in a long, long time. Me, with the scratchy throat that I had developed that morning had the audacity to say "It would be my luck to be inside sick on a day like that."

I got off work at 7 PM and had to round up the boys so we could run to Sam's Club before they closed, and by the time we got done, I was really dragging. My temp was 99.8 and although that doesn't seem too high, I was feeling it.

Got home and crashed watching a tape of "AMERICAN IDOL" partly because I was dead, and partly because the singing was deadly. Woke up this morning (100.1) and thought about getting up and getting ready. I actually did get out a towel and washcloth and some clothes to wear before returning to bed.

Slept till 8:20 or so and got up for an hour before going back to bed, where I stayed until 11:00.
Got up and let the dogs out and then checked my email and got I'M'd by Gail and then I conked out till nearly 2:00. Tried to watch the movie "Across the universe" while I ate, coughing all the while. Good songs in the movie, but had to be the slooooowessssst musical ever. I stopped watching and took a shower and then went back to bed.

I felt better so I went to Jared's ball practice and to Target for prescriptions and was practically crawling by the time I got home. Went to bed at 9:00 (temp now a warmer 100.4) and then woke up and decided to write.

Symptoms: Cough, Fever, Sore throat, body aches, headache. Prognosis: Don't know...Doctor's office did not return my call.

Jared still has tonsillitis and his throat looks like he's trying to swallow a bright red malted milk ball. Nothing has worked, not even antibiotics... Tomorrow is his birthday and he feels (and I can relate) like crap.

I stooped so low with my sore throat that I ventured into the sacred "Box of Popsicles" in the Freezer. This is no-parents-land as far as Jared is concerned. I opened the lid and discovered that "Someone" had eaten all of the powerful, energy-infused "RED ONES," which meant that there was one "PURPLE ONE" (Yuck!) six "ORANGE ONES" (Double Yuck!) and three "GREEN ONES."

You would think that the green ones would have some sort of semblance of flavor, like maybe, say...LIME? But no, my theory is that somewhere in the deepest, darkest corners of the Popsicle factory there is a man saying "Just paint them green, their parents will never believe them, let alone try them!" Cold... it was... Good... it was not...

So to all of you well people out there, my advice to you is... stay well, and don't eat the "GREEN ONES."

David

A winning team (and no I don't mean Obama and Hillary)

So, the Mustangs basketball team ended its season tonight with a 45-6 win over the Indians. Jared scored the final bucket of the game with 30 seconds left on the clock. It brought his total competitive team points up to 2. (In contrast with the 100 points he scored on his recreational team)

The Mustangs were the only undefeated team in the league and won commemorative t-shirts for their efforts. They finish the season 8 and 0 and promise to be back for more next season...

GO MUSTANGS!

Pardon me, but your IQ is showing

I may have ranted about this in the past, but I recently saw something so stupid that I had to comment on it... That being STUPID BUMPER STICKERS!

(I may write a few things here that are "grown up" and I will try to tone them down some as not to offend, but to still give you an idea of what we're dealing with here...)

On my way to work yesterday, I was passed by a woman in a pickup truck that had a bumper sticker on it that read "If you're going to ride my "butt" you should at least pull my hair."

Now, pardon me, but doesn't that seem a bit "slutty" to have on your vehicle? Don't you think it would offend your parents, your kids or your neighbors? Do you care so little about other people that you think it's funny to offend them? Geez!

When Dustin was little, I'd go to pick him up or drop him off at day care and I'd see a truck from time to time that had a sticker on it that read "Bend over, I'll drive..." What could that possibly mean? Subtle??? NO!!! What self-respecting Dad or Mom would have that on their vehicle?

I also hate the old sticker (which thank goodness I have not seen in a while) that reads "If you follow any closer I'll flick a booger on your windshield." Can we get an IQ test on the people that have that sticker on their car? I'm not sure they're smart enough to be driving.

Or, "You've just been passed by a girl." So what? More power to you! I get passed by girls all the time. What kind of Neanderthal gets upset when a girl passes them in traffic? As long as you're not weaving over the line while putting on makeup or talking on your cell phone, then please, pass by!

Then there's the ever popular Calvin peeing on a Ford or Chevy symbol. Who cares? Can't you love your car without hating the other makes and models? Do you have to pee on them? What's up with that?

I also hate to see cars with more than a couple of bumper stickers on them. Come on!!! It's not like hanging posters in your room...It's a Car....!!! Also, do you really need an entire back window filled with stuffed animals? Do you really play in your car that much? And if you're old enough to drive, should you be playing with stuffed animals anyway?

To go political for a moment, I hate the "He's not my President" stickers too... You may not like him, but yes, he is your President...unless you're just here on a visit from Toronto or Mexico City.

Then there are the fake testicles that people buy to hang under their trailer hitches...(no pun intended there). It's gross! Stop being an idiot Don't put stuff like that on your car!!! Ladies, do not date or marry the moron that has these on his truck or you will get exactly what you deserve...

Oh, and Darwin Fish...don't even get me started...


David

Say UNCLE

So this past week, two of our favorite Uncles ended up in the hospital. Sherry's Uncle, Rod had a slight stroke, while my Uncle, Bill had an intestinal blockage. Rod is still having a rough go of it, but Bill appears to be doing better and may head home from the hospital as soon as tomorrow.

In other news, this past weekend's weather was the absolute best ever! Temps in the 70's and nice (although sometimes combative) winds... it made us all have Spring fever! Even the dogs...
Sherry, the boys and I were dog sitting for Daphne and Gracie and so we took them along with Socks and Luke to the Park to play.

Poor old Luke still wanted to climb on the playground equipment, but once he got up there, all he could do was plop down, panting. He was so exhausted from the walk that he had to rest a bit. He drank a lot of water from the water bottles and then had to rest while the other dogs explored.

By the time we got home, all of us were tired (except for Jared, of course...) It was such a nice day! Last night we went downtown to St. Luke's Hospital to visit Uncle Bill and Aunt Charlotte, and then we drove home in a torrential downpour.

Did I mention we also got some new neighbors this weekend? A young couple and their Labrador (oh boy! New dog! Jared, Luke, Daph, Socks and Gracie were excited!) moved in next door... It was a great weekend, and then... THIS MORNING IT WAS FREEZING OUTSIDE!
WINTER IS HERE AND WE ALL HAVE DECIDED THAT WE HATE IT!

BAD WINTER, GO WINTER, GO!

-Dave (hope your weekend was GRAND!)