Accuracy is not always the best thing when playing Corn hole against your Dad and Grandpa.
Two weekends ago we played Corn hole before my Grandparents left for Vacation. Dad and I were a team and we were doing really well, until the score was tied and we only needed two points to win. Dad is up and well, he sinks one in the hole, so we wait to see what Matt does to see if he cancels anything out...dad carefully tosses the next one and what does he do, sinks another one. So once the math is all figured out, Matt and Grandpa need one point and Dad and I have to go back to 15....UGH....Needless to say Matt and Grandpa won the game. The next game was the same way, but we kept taking turns going back to 15 as we all are getting to good at this game. It about time to put it away and not play it till next spring and then see how well we do.
In other news, I have been teaching the 4/5/K Sunday School Class at church. I love that class and love the kids that are in it. The stories that I hear each week are so funny, that you can't laugh at them, because 9 out of 10 times they are serious as can be. I do want to share with you what one of the little guys said to me this past week.
J: Lynne come here
L: What do you need buddy
J: Come here I want to tell you something
L: Is it a secret?
J: yep
L: OK....what is it
J ( as loud as his little voice could go) "Lynne you have two white hairs on you forehead"
L: Well thanks for letting me know about them
J: Your welcome...can we learn about Jesus now?
L: you Bet ( and away we went with out lesson)
Grandpa and Grandma went to Illinois for a couple of weeks, I think that they are coming home this week sometime. Mom and Dad are leaving Friday to meet friends that we met in Florida in New York for a few days. They are getting ready for that. This weekend is the Euchre and Chili cook off that our Sunday School Class is putting on again this year because it was successful last year.
In about two weeks, the four of us are skipping town and going to Illinois to spend time with friends there and relax. I am looking forward to that....a mini vacation.
Tonight was Mom's recogntion dinner for work...she has been there 20 years. How time flies.
That's about it....nothing to big happening right now...story times are in full swing this week and will be for the next 9 weeks.
Till Next time....
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Picking corn can be scary
Last Saturday we were sitting around the fire and I decided that I would go and pick a few ears of corn for my Sunday dinner. Fine. I was not paying any attention to who was around, what was around..I was in my own little world finding the best ears of corn. At that moment I had two ears of corn in my hands (one in each) and my dad can running through the corn field, rustled the corn...and well I screamed so loud as you can imagine, but the best part was that I held up the two ears of corn and shook them at my Dad....like that was going to do anything.
When I looked up to the where everyone else was sitting, they were all laughing so hard at me...I just wish someone would have taken a picture of me shaking the corn at my Dad.
I am really surprised the neighbors did not hear me, because I knew I screamed really, really loud.
On Friday night, I had the family down for family dinner, where I made pecan crusted chicken, hot rolls, hot German potato salad, and peanut butter pie. Needless to say, there was enough for me to have left overs on Saturday for work and today. I will make that recipe again that is fur sure. After dinner was all sat around the living room and Grandpa told stories of when he was in the service and what happened with some of his students who he had in flight instruction class for the Air Force. I guess he was teaching them how to call for help at the same time as they were to pull their release cords. Well the one student said "calling all cars, calling all cars," but he was saying this through the release cord, rather than the calling device.. Grandpa said everyone lost it, even him the instructor and his co instructor.
It was one story after another, and then mom jumped in and told about a time, when they lived in the old farmhouse before Grandpa and Grandma built the house they live in now. It was night and mom was laying in bed and she kept hearing a noise like someone breathing out the window...she finally got Grandpa (her dad's) attention, and he came in and listened and when he yelled out the window "who is out there?" it responded with a MOO...the cows where about and they were eating the vine on the chimney outside mom's bedroom window...If that doesn't scare you...i don't know what would..But we laughed and laughed about it all night. It was so funny. I can't even imagine how my mom felt.
This week we are celebrating my Grandparents 60 wedding anniversary on the 3rd of September. Matthew has a ballgame, and Mom, Matt, Grandma and Grandpa are all going to the first OSU ballgame. Let the season begin and GOOOOOOOOO BUCKS!
Till next week......
When I looked up to the where everyone else was sitting, they were all laughing so hard at me...I just wish someone would have taken a picture of me shaking the corn at my Dad.
I am really surprised the neighbors did not hear me, because I knew I screamed really, really loud.
On Friday night, I had the family down for family dinner, where I made pecan crusted chicken, hot rolls, hot German potato salad, and peanut butter pie. Needless to say, there was enough for me to have left overs on Saturday for work and today. I will make that recipe again that is fur sure. After dinner was all sat around the living room and Grandpa told stories of when he was in the service and what happened with some of his students who he had in flight instruction class for the Air Force. I guess he was teaching them how to call for help at the same time as they were to pull their release cords. Well the one student said "calling all cars, calling all cars," but he was saying this through the release cord, rather than the calling device.. Grandpa said everyone lost it, even him the instructor and his co instructor.
It was one story after another, and then mom jumped in and told about a time, when they lived in the old farmhouse before Grandpa and Grandma built the house they live in now. It was night and mom was laying in bed and she kept hearing a noise like someone breathing out the window...she finally got Grandpa (her dad's) attention, and he came in and listened and when he yelled out the window "who is out there?" it responded with a MOO...the cows where about and they were eating the vine on the chimney outside mom's bedroom window...If that doesn't scare you...i don't know what would..But we laughed and laughed about it all night. It was so funny. I can't even imagine how my mom felt.
This week we are celebrating my Grandparents 60 wedding anniversary on the 3rd of September. Matthew has a ballgame, and Mom, Matt, Grandma and Grandpa are all going to the first OSU ballgame. Let the season begin and GOOOOOOOOO BUCKS!
Till next week......