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By Kat on
10/25/2009 8:46 AM
 I’ve seen this new commercial a lot lately for Trident Layers. It features a girl who is babysitting and the parents come home and ask her if they can pay her with gum. Yes, chewing gum. She agrees and the kids decide they want gum for their allowance and the chimney sweep guy or maybe Santa (I think that’s what he is – or just the creepy guy in the fireplace) wants to be paid in gum. I laugh. A lot.When I was about 12 and just beginning my babysitting career (it was for my neighbors and my parents lived next door), one time the mom came home and gave me a dollar and a handful of colorful gumballs. If she had asked, I would have said, “Hell no! You can’t pay me with gum!” I wasn’t asked. I was just handed about $2 worth of gumballs.
So, laugh if you want at this commercial but some people have the audacity to abuse their young babysitters and take advantage of them.
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By Kat on
10/24/2009 8:37 AM
There are quite a few things going on around here at the “Mansion”. We are hustling around this weekend to get ready. This weekend we need to take down the lights that are strung across the backyard. They need to be boxed up and put away so that they stay in good condition for all of the fabulous parties we’ll have next summer.
We also need to pull all of the plants out of the beautiful gardens so that they can be prepped for next season. We need to get the soil ready and then the planters need to be mulched.
We have some things that need to be taken to the attic and stored for another day and the perpetually messy garage needs some really good cleaning and organizing.
Why are we in such a rush to get all of these things done THIS weekend? My husband Jay has been suffering from a herniated disk in his neck for the past month. He’s had pain medication, he’s had physical therapy, he’s had a steroid epidural and he’s met with several specialists. As it comes down to it, he will be having a disk removal surgery on Monday morning. It is anticipated that he will be out of commission for just enough time to head out to California for two weeks of classroom training. We are also working against some other time sensitive factors.
So, as you can imagine I WANT THIS STUFF DONE NOW! I NEED this stuff done now!
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By Kat on
10/23/2009 2:39 AM
 Another fall event that is pretty popular here in the Midwest is a hayride/weenie roast. I’ve never been to one so I was pretty excited when I found out that our church was hosting one! On Saturday we showed up at the state park with our pain in the bootie puppy and took part in games and hot dog and s’more roasting.
Everyone had a great time and then the wagons showed up! There were four wooden wagons pulled by two tractors and we all piled in on top of HAY! Well, we weren’t exactly on top of it, we smooshed right into it! The tractor drivers explained to us that we were to stay inside of our wagon but that the hay was not. We were instructed to throw the hay at other wagons as we passed them on the trail. I’m not totally sure but I also thing that they told us to throw hay at cars that passed by and any people out on the roads or trails. Like I said, I don’t remember for sure but I will tell you that many joggers had some hay in their hair. Cars with windows down? We showed no mercy!
I’d like to show you in some photos below what happened once the wagons pulled up next to each other at the end of our hour long ride. These people are the same people I sit next to on Sunday mornings and give the peace blessing to, these are the same people I worship God with.
 I’d also like you to notice my pastor and his wife on the far right side ducking and covering for their lives. One thing you must learn from this experience. Hay or straw or whatever you want to call it HURTS as it stabs into your skin beneath your underwear, your pants, your bra, and your eyelids. It hurts. The hour long car ride wasn’t over quick enough and I am still finding hay in my pockets and around my house!
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By Kat on
10/22/2009 12:05 PM
 Two weeks ago my husband Jay and I had a fabulous typical fall weekend. We woke up kinda late on Saturday, jumped in the car and drove south to an apple orchard. It was a new one for us. We’ve been before but it was our first visit to Appleworks. On my agenda: pick apples, get some apple butter for my sister in England, grab some pumpkins, decorate the house and then off to another fall event.
We were surprised when we arrived at Appleworks that you are not allowed to pick the apples. They are already picked for you. I guess this was okay since even the parking lot was super muddy from the storms the day before. We walked around the grounds and saw the Goat Tree house (not even kidding), some turkeys and a pumpkin house. When we were done, we stopped by the store and had an apple sampling. We were able to taste about 12 of the 60+ varieties that they grow in that very orchard!
 Jay and I decided on some Jonagolds and some other redish apple. We had no idea there were so many kids of apples! Jay even told the lady, “I thought there were just 2 or 3 kinds; red and green”. She didn’t laugh so much but I thought he was hilarious. I guess that’s why were married, not only was I the first girl to say yes but I actually laugh at some of his jokes.Thankfully I didn’t go all out and buy pecks and pecks of apples as I had planned. I wanted to make some sauce and butter and pies and crisps. I’ve not been feeling well so there is no way that any of this would have gotten done by now! We just bought a ¼ of a peck of two kinds which equaled a total of 8 apples. This is a fun thing to do and despite it being just the two of us, we had a blast!
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