Salad Man made good on yet another salad tonight. This time it was the garlicky chicken, fresh mozzerella, cherry tomatoes, fancy lettuce and a balsamic vinegrette with (I’m quoting here) “a half cup of sugar in it”. I was glad to assist as sous chef – cubing cheese and chicken. Dang if it wasn’t the tastiest concoction this side of the Big Blue! Lloyd said it had the perfect lettuce-to-non-lettuce-items ratio of any salad he’s ever had.
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Heit’s Point… The Movie
I didn’t know I was going to do this until Lauren found the song on iTunes. After that I had no choice. Sorry about the pictures. We only had the ones that Brad, Lauren and I shot, and they were never intended to fill up 3 minutes and 28 seconds of time. If I was really going to do this I would have asked Brad and Lauren to take 2 million pictures… Oh well.
Lauren here – I’m hiding it behind this little link. I suspect it may take a while for dial-up people to download. Consider yourselves warned.
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Since I teach Video Editing to our high school students, I feel obligated to grade this. I give it a “B-“.
Don’t know nuthin’ ’bout baseball.
One of the many things about me that disappoints Lloyd is my lack of baseball understanding. I’ve watched it plenty, but it just goes by me like traffic. Tonight, though, was the best night ever. Our friend Samith does computer-y stuff for the Pepsi people in Lincoln, so they let him use their Lincoln Saltdogs club-sky-box thing . It was AWESOME!! There were about twenty people there – Samith & Stephannie, family & friends. The box was equipped with a cooler full of ALL THE PEPSI YOU COULD DRINK! Have I died and gone to heaven?
The best part was taking a wander around the park with Brad, a fellow baseball idiot. We tried taking a picture of the people in our box, but it’s on his camera. (Check out www.bradaptation.com to see if he posted it.) At the end of our walk, we came across the sofas where the grounds crew hangs out. After much agonizing, I finally asked if I could get my picture taken with them. (There’s no way to make that sound like I was smooth and cool about it. I wasn’t.)
Thanks, Samith!
Lloyd here: From the “I’m not making this stuff up” department, see if you can match each of these quotes with the correct baseball-idiot:
____1. That thing says it’s 85 degrees out here, but it feels a lot colder. | A. Brad |
____2. At least it didn’t go into overtime. | B. Lauren |
____3. They scored four points. Does that count as a home run? | C. Samith |
Heit’s Point II
Some more photos of our weekend!
Lloyd, Anna and Gracen jammed out to ‘Jungle Boogie’ on his iPhone.
How’s this for fame? Maybe we should advertise our website on ketchup bottles!
Here is the famed giant bacon pan. I foolishly forgot to have a quarter for scale. It’s enormous.
Uncle Mahlon entertained the kids while the moms were at Steve and Melanie’s baby shower.
This is Quentin, a super-cute dude. I absolutely loved his shirt, and I’m so sad that it turned out blurry. It read, “I am Tracy Allen’s little boy and my daddy’s name is Curtis.” EVERYBODY should wear a shirt like that – it would really help me keep track!
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Reunion – Complete!
We’re back from Missouri, and we didn’t lose Brad. In fact, he has been initiated into the Sommerer family and now is one of us. It’s late Sunday night here, and I really need to go to bed, so here are some temporary pictures until I can write more. (Hi, Julie! Hi, Aunt Cleo!)
I don’t think Brad realized how heavily ukuleles would play into the weekend.
Hey, Steve! You’re on our website!!
Rachel decorated their van – what an artist! Happy Birthday!!!
We spent a good amount of time in the water floating and burning.  This time we even took canoes across the lake! Brad’s just chock-full of adventursome goodness.
They mock me.
You know I’m obsessed with teardrop trailers, right? Well, on Thursday I did a late-night run for camping supplies, and what to my wondering eyes should appear but a trailer hauling four candy-coated teardrops!!! They were so pretty! I was mad because I didn’t have my camera. I called Lloyd to tell him about them and whine that I didn’t have my camera. Then I checked my purse. I had my camera. D’oh!