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Saturday, October 14, 2017


Fires, BBQs and Babies Oh My!

I suppose it would have been much better to have led with the "baby" both in importance and alphabetically sound technicalities, but Fire seems to draw attention, no?

Our nephew Lucas and his wife Viola had a baby boy on the 6th-healthy, 8 lbs 5 oz and according to his Facebook posts-dad says he's quite a "pooper".  I know TMI, but that's new parenthood and most of us have been there-reveling in the slightest thing our offspring accomplish.  LOL

Then Steve's sister and brother-in-law, who live in the thick of Santa Rosa where all the fires in Northern California are taking place, have been put on alert and are literally living out of suitcases.
My sister-in-law said that she's pretending that she's on a very, very bad vacation.  Plus, her mother was evacuated from her apartment and has been staying with them.  Not much fun there.

So far though, the neighborhoods around them are burned to the ground but their little nook is okay.

I know I'm late for my usual Friday post, but it's been a rather busy week.  Steve had the last three days off and we had the boys in the afternoon, errands to run and two dogs that were in desperate need of bathing.  For some reason, Sunshine loves to sit in the dirt and sun herself.  That also happens to be their "potty", so she was number 1 to be put into the sink-ew!  Lucky wasn't too bad, but since we're now in the fall weather and have dipped clear down to the low 90's-I figured we'd better get this chore done before it gets any cooler.  (Don't hate me because I live near the face of the sun)

The real big deal though-our 10 year old BBQ pretty much died and we had to replace it.  We use that particular piece of equipment about 4-6 times a week.  Only time we don't grill is when it's raining, which it doesn't do much in these parts.  This year's monsoon season gave us only 3 minor storms.

So Thursday we looked on line and decided it was the choice of 2.  Went to Home Depot and looked at them in person and chose the one that fit our needs and budget best.  Adam helped carry it out to the yard from the truck Steve rented.  Then Steve spent the rest of that day and the next converting it from propane to natural gas.  It really shouldn't have been that hard to do-but I really think the manufacturers like to make people feel frustrated.  Either way, I had to break down and use the indoor grill pan for our steaks the first night.  Our ovens are on the fritz and the repairman won't have the parts for those until Tuesday.  Thank goodness for our home warranty!  The top (main) oven has a bum sensor which makes it get hotter after being off for an hour and then beep incessantly for the hour after!  The bottom one, due to the top one works, but is burning things and smells like popcorn.

This morning, all three grandsons wanted me to go to their opening soccer games.  The older boys, Dylan and Aidan, are on the same team and started at 8.  I told Sarah that I was lucky if I could get my body to bend by 8 these days (remember I haven't had any RA drugs since mid-June), but I said I'd do my best to be there by 8:30.  Then Jackson was having his first game ever at 9-2 field over.

Older boys did really well and had a tied score.  Jackson was so excited-until he saw the crowd of people!  Adam went on the field with him and said to have fun.  Nope, wasn't happening.  He got an attack of the "shys" and started crying, Adam carried him off the field.  We all sat there.  His cousins offered to hold his hand and go on the field with him-NO!  Coach just said "Let me know Bud and I'll put you in."

Adam finally used bribery-"If you play Jackson, we'll get a donut after the game."  That seemed to work!  He went out there, smile on his little face-got the ball and in 30 seconds he had assisted the team's first goal.  Then he put his head down and cried back to Adam's lap!

At that point, Adam told him that if he wasn't playing that he was going to have to leave for work, that his boss only approved his being late so he could watch him play.  Jackson wasn't moved, "Okay daddy, bye-have a nice day.  See you later!"

With that said, the rest of the family also left mom, Bryce and Jackson on the field.

It happens.  Stage fright doesn't have to be on an actual stage!  Next week will hopefully be much better.

For the most part, I'm impressed that he was able to make those 30 seconds count!

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