Goings-On

Nothing much happened during the weekend. Hubs went fishing and got a few walleyes. One was bigger than the one he mounted two years ago. He's waiting for a specific size and that wasn't big enough. LOL.

Since Flare had her weekend with her dad, we didn't have a babysitter for Angel. So we took her along with us for Hubby's birthday. We had fish. I was surprised because he wanted prime rib. (I don't even know what part of the cow that is!! (I know. It says "rib" tht should be a good hint.) You don't see them labeled like that in the grocery store. Porterhouse, sirloin, T-bone, rump roast,....but not prime rib. Go figure!!)

It's been cooler here. The central air has been turned off and windows were opened to let in the cool breeze. Hubby had the fan blowing in our room with the window open to circulate air. For some reason, I detest sleeping with windows and/or fans blowing when I am sleeping. I just feel "cold" and wake up stuffy. Good thing for me that Hubby stays up late so I don't have to feel the fan blowing at me ALL night. :)

Hubby took Onyx to the place where they train dogs for hunting. Sort of a dog hunting camp. Anyway, they had her go into the water and stuff. She just didn't have much interest in getting anyting out of the water. She isn't aggressive enough for hunting.

The trainer also noted that she wasn't a purebred black Lab. (I was wondering about that, but the adoption papers only listed "black Lab"). She has "brown boots," so we were thinking that she was mixed with the chocolate Lab. The trainer thought that she was part rottweiler, then he heard her bark. To him, it was a hound bark. But I don't care. She's our dog. I'm a mutt, too. Part Irish-Scottish, Danish-Dutch, and German. I'm still an American. She's an American dog. 'Nuff said.

So Hubby's just going to try it on his own once the hunting season opens for ducks.

As soon as Flare got dropped off last night, our house was like honey to a bee. A major attraction. Kids seemed to come out of the woodwork. One girl was showing off her new skill: Biking no-handed. Another was riding her bike with a smaller child standing on the middle part of the tire that sticks out. I was worried about that and said something, but I'm not their mom, so they just moved on to another area of the street. Kids. No helmet!! Acck.

Angel always complains that the kids make fun of her when she wears her helmet. I say, "I don't care. If I were their mom, they'd be wearing them, too."

I did a presentation for a college class several years ago on bike helmet safety. Just falling two feet (at a gravitational pull of 25 miles per hour) is enough to cause a concussion and possible permanent brain damage. However, once you fall from your bike with a helmet on, a new helmet must replace it because the foam inside the helmet is crushed and won't protect you when you fall again (Bicycle Helmet Safety Institute, 2007).

So that's my stand on bike helmets. I've made them wear bike helmets from the get-go. After my research on it for my presentation, I have more ammunition for arguments. :)

The soreness in my arm went away in about three days. For tetanus shots, I remember, my arm would be sore for a week. Speaking of which, I will need another one soon. Here we go again. :)

I know that I am blogging so irregularly. Sorry. What can I say? It's SUMMER!!! :)

I'll talk more about the CI surgery. Right now I just want to keep my mind OFF of it. Or I will start freaking out. LOL

OXOX