Saturday, November 25, 2006

I can say "Mitsubishi"...

There is a long standing joke in our family because my sister, no matter drunk or sober, cannot say Mitsubishi. However, my wife out did her (while suffering from "turple peeth") - she couldn't say "Hugh Heffner". Don't ask where the topic came from, but suffice it to say, the name took about 10 minutes to decipher.

It's all fun and games...

Till we're playing dice and the wife begins a "good luck" lap dance...on her mother-in-law.

Other fun happenings during the dice game:

Grandma: So, what was you for Halloween?
Youngest: What was I? What was I? (emphatic hand gestures) What was I?
Grandma: Yes. What was you?
Youngest: You mean what were I? As in what did I go as? You're from Michigan Grandma, you should be able to speak proper English...
Grandma: Yes. What was you?

"No gluts, no glory" (Thank you alcohol)

Which turned into:

"No glutz (as in butt), no glory" which then generated...

Middle: Grandma and I have the best glutz.

Wife: Show us your glutz, 'cause you ain't got much... (after a particularly poor showing)

So, it's all fun and games until you get a little too rowdy...

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Happy Turkey Day!!!

Happy Thanksgiving/Turkey Day to all!!! I hope we all realize all the numbers of things we have to be thankful for. For me, pretty easy:

Family, friends, good job I enjoy (usually), and health for me and my family. Also, best puppy dog in the world. I could go on, but the biggest by far is my family (including the dog) and my friends. So, again, have a happy turkey day!!! I'm off to watch the Lions lose and see the mutant John Madden Tur-Dukken.


Recent Conversation...

Me: I've got to head out for work soon...
Youngest: Where are you going?
Me: Abilene, Texas.
Youngest: Is that one of the hot parts?
Me: Well, sort of.
Youngest: Well then, wear short sleeves...

(uproarious laughter from all around)

Youngest: (as laughter dies down) I don't get why that was funny, but, whatever...

(more laughter, including tears)

Sunday, November 19, 2006

The hunt for Bambi...

So ends another year of going to the great white north on the search for Bambi. Hunting in our area has really tapered off in recent years. This year was extremely mild and should have been a pretty good year, but I truly think our herd is way down. There are lots of reasons this could be, from bears and coyotes, to the reintroduced wolves and we have lots of bobcats. There have also been several sporadic reports of mountain lions, although the DNR claims that isn't possible. All I know is that we aren't seeing the amounts of deer anywhere that we used to.

Anyway, here are the good stories from this year. Uncle shot a small 3 point opening morning. This is after the lecture about hunting for larger deer to the rest of the crew. It also took 4 shots, from both my Uncle and my Dad to kill the deer. Basically, Uncle's first shot was good, but didn't hit anything vital. When he went to check on the deer, it got up and Uncle shot again, but this time hit it in the back leg and out the hind section. Uncle came to camp for help, and the tracking began. We found the deer just inside the swamp, still alive and trying to run. It couldn't go far because the front shoulder broke and the back leg already was broken by the second shot. My Dad shot the deer in what should have been a finishing shot, but again managed to miss anything vital. Fourth shot mercifully finished the kill. So, in total, more bullets than points.

My step brother brought over his kill from earlier in the day. A nice eight point which was shot from roughly 400 yards (once I might add). Very nice hunt.

Last, my cousin (Uncle's boy) shot a beautiful eight point my last day at camp. Probably the second biggest deer I've seen taken from camp in my 20 or so odd years hunting. First shot - in the rump. Luckily for my cousin, the shot broke the deer's back or we'd still be tracking it. My cousin has no patience, so he ran up to the deer, saw it still alive, and fired the killing shot then. The deer twitched, causing my cousin to shoot two more times, both shots into the deer's neck. I think he might have been a tad bit excited. Again, a beautiful deer in the end.

My Uncle, yes, the one who wanted us all taking large bucks, also missed another small spike horn that same night.

By the time I left, our camp had two deer taken, a small three point and a large eight point, with another deer left in the field. Bullets used - EIGHT. Not exactly a banner year for deer taken, however we did pass on many small bucks in the area, so there should be a good amount of large deer next year.

So that's where that was...

Several months back, the youngest lost a large amount of money...pretty much the entire bank roll (literally). Now, the wife and I have spent lots of time trying to help the kid find the money. The child had to clean the bedroom, look through and reorganize every drawer, all to no avail. Both the wife and I remembered seeing the roll last in the child's room as well as reminding the kid to put the roll away so someone didn't "accidentally" walk away with it as kids at this age are prone to do. In the end, it was gone.

I get ready to go deer hunting last week, and guess what? We found the bank roll, right where it was my winter jacket last used when we went skating with my sister, Apollo Anna Ohno. I also found my wife's Tetris (thought I'd gotten rid of that permanently - with the theft being blamed on the niece from the same trip) and my wife's cell phone charger which she thought we left in the hotel room (again - same trip).

So, while I already knew I have short term memory loss, it now also appears that I'm a pretty good kleptomaniac - but it doesn't do much good if you can't remember you took the crap...

Sunday, November 12, 2006

It's Over...

Soccer is finished for the season. Unfortunately, due to my work schedule, I was unable to coach the last several weeks of practices. One of the parents however, coached most of the kids last season, so we transitioned practices to him. Anyway, the kids continued to have fun and I truly enjoyed working with them from start to finish this season.

Final results: The kids played well, began truly playing team ball about half way through the season and I believe everyone scored. Most importantly, I and the kids had tons of fun. While we don't keep track of scores, our kids did tend to dominate every game - which of course added to the fun for competitive junkies like I can't wait until spring season.

Catching up...

For those who missed the Shnuber-Snooze, here is the origination of the term...