Saturday, September 18, 2010

Our weekend getaway

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Yesterday, my Hero and I decided to get away for one night. We reserved the riverview whirlpool suite at the Holiday Inn in LeClaire. We had chocolate mousse cake and sparkling grape juice and enjoyed ourselves tremendously. There us nothing better than spending time with my friend, my lover, my Hero!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The last couple of days

The last couple of days have required chocolate... lots of chocolate.

This means that the next couple of days will probably require walking.

Unless of course, I decide that the next couple of days require more chocolate.

Friday, September 3, 2010

He has no idea

If Beau thinks it's cold when the temperature is in the 50's, what is he going to do when it's -10°F?

Thursday, September 2, 2010

More funny stuff

A few days ago, I posted this. Believe it or not, there is even more.

I have to preface the story by telling you that the parsonage at our first church was a one-room house. There was only my Hero, me and Girly then and she was only 3 so we made it work. But I quickly discovered a major drawback to having a one room house. There is not another room to escape into when you need to laugh out loud at someone.

One evening, the church trustee came by to go visit some families in the community with my Hero. This trustee was known by his friends as "Elvis" because he wore his hair slicked back. While my Hero was tying his tie, he was telling Elvis his plan for the evening.

"The first family I'd like to visit is the one across the street from you. I know they have kids and I know they aren't in church on Sunday morning, so it's a good prospect," said my Hero.

No one could have predicted what happened next. One minute, I was trying to occupy myself in a small space while the men talked, the next minute I was scrambling for cover.

"I been thinking about that fellow," started Elvis. "He looks like a Mesican, but he's got them blue eyes. I think I got him figured out. You see, over there in Europe, they have a country named Hemia and they call the men Beau-Hemians. I'm pretty sure he's a Beau-Hemian."

Honestly? How do you deal with that. How do you respond in a little one room house where there is no place to hide? The closet!! We had a closet in one corner of the house and suddenly, I had an urgent need to get something from the closet.

I don't know if they heard me howling or not.