This last weekend was the Chicago Marathon..Our son-in-law, Tim, was running again this year. Since they had to get up VERY early to get into the city on time, the 3 Heiser kids stayed with Den and I the Saturday night before..As it usually happens we then have our neighbor, Jessica, as one of our adopted grandkids too.
The kids came over about 4PM, and I had made spaghetti, mac and cheese, and homemade caramel corn…I also loaded up on the usual kid type snacks, pudding, marshmallows to roast, ice cream…As you can see I do not believe in spoiling grandkids….Dennis happened to get home early that evening, so he started a campfire and we sat outside for a good share of the evening.
…Having a bit of a problem keeping the Owl out of the “sauce”…Ever since his friend, the old codger, joined him on top the grill I cannot keep them out of our cooler.
Jessica, our adopted granddaughter, showed up with blue hair, and our 2 grandsons insisted on becoming “the blues brothers” too….Taylor opted out of the blue hair, even though it shampoos out…Taylor’s hair is down to her waist and is a bit more of a “wash job” for her…smart girl.
THE BLUES BROTHERS AND ONE SISTER…I’M CONSIDERING DOING THIS TO MY HAIR AND GOING AS A BLUES SINGER FOR HALLOWEEN..
Sunday morning I had this great idea to drag out my new waffle iron and surprise the kids with homemade waffles and bacon…I tried something new and baked the bacon on a rack on a cookie sheet instead of frying it…This freed me up to showcase my short order cook talents to my waffles…I decided to ditch the Bisquick this time, and make some really homemade waffles…..It looked like it was going well, and I was feeling very much like Paula Deen until I turned my back on the waffle iron…
Not exactly one of my best efforts….Those darn kids sure had a good laugh…the little varmits! Surprisingly, the actual waffles turned out quite good,and the kids wolfed them down…Of course I have no pictures of these waffles after they were finished….The kids loved them, and even McGyver said they tasted better than the Bisquick ones…THAT’S MY STORY AND I’M STICKIN’ TO IT!!!
Since Dennis didn’t have to combine any corn Sunday, we took the kids out to the farm where he works and they got to stroll through the pumpkin patch. Eash one got to pick out their own special pumpkin…What fun!!
THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH JIM (PAL) FRITSCH…FOR LETTING THE KIDS GET PUMPKINS FROM YOUR PUMPKIN PATCH…MAKING MEMORIES!!!
Here is the crew….back inside the GMC, …cold, tired…and happy!! Nothing like happy kids to make us old duffers smile real big!!
We managed to get those pumpkins (also 2 for the “Wolff Cub” grandkids) back home without any of them tumbling around the back of the GMC and popping open..
About 5PM, Tim and Terrie arrived back from Chicago…Tim was walking very slowly…However he broke his time from last year by about 20 minutes this year…
CONGRATULATIONS, DETECTIVE HEISER!!!!!
I have no idea why anyone puts themselves through running 26.2 miles in a pack of 45,000 people…This remains one of life’s little mysteries to me…
I need to welcome a new follower, Susan, who found my blog on Pam and Wayne's blog, Nomadic Newfies…Thanks to you all for having the fortitude to read my drivel..Hang onto your hats, this ride can get pretty wild…I feel the need to apologize ahead of time for my sometimes “colorful” language..Welcome aboard…If we ever get that Hiker back on the road, I promise a few campfires and some history lessons along the way..In the meantime, we will make due with our campfire on our deck at home!!
Charlie Brown: “Well, another Halloween has come and gone.
Linus: Yes, Charlie Brown.
Charlie Brown: I don't understand it. I went trick-or-treating and all I got was a bag full of rocks. I suppose you spent all night in the pumpkin patch.
Charlie Brown: And the Great Pumpkin never showed up?
Charlie Brown: Well, don't take it too hard, Linus. I've done a lot of stupid things in my life, too.”
~ It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown…1966