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Alley Walks

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Real hands or stencil hands?

When the weather is warm and Lloyd and I are feeling adventurous, we walk.  Outside.  No foolin’.  Ok, usually it involves a stop at Dairy Queen, but at least we’re walking.  Instead of walking on normal sidewalks, it’s much more interesting to walk down the alleys.  Lloyd thinks we should make a new category called, “Places in Seward you never knew existed”.  So, here are a few photos of the unseen side of our fair town.

Door to nowhere

I especially like the door at the top.  What’s in there, anyway?

Scary.

All this one is missing is a hound dog chained to the tree and a cooler of beer.

Yer-ba Ma-te

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I’m a sucker for trying things ‘as seen on t.v.’, and last week there was a show called ‘Get Fresh with Sara Snow’ where she was showing all kinds of things you could do to eat better.  The oddest thing was a completely vegan chocolate cake – no eggs, no milk, no butter.  It looked ok, but I don’t think I’d crave it.   She went surfing with the owner of Kashi, and they made a cool-looking rice snack on the beach later, but I’m too cheap to buy all the ingredients for that.

So instead I bought some yerba mate (really pronounced – mah-teh) tea.   The people who are hard-core drinkers of it put it in a gourd with a metal straw to steep, then drink it from that.  It looked like they were drinking drugs!  (They’re not – it’s just tea.)  Anyway, it’s supposed to be energizing without giving people the bad side effects of coffee.  Since I drink SO much coffee at school, I thought I’d give it a try.  (Less jittery.)  The taste is awful – like drinking brewed cigarette butts.  But hey – put enough sugar in it and I’ll drink anything.

Tea? Perhaps not.

Pants on fire.

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Today Lloyd got up, showered, got dressed for school, followed me out the driveway, drove to the city limits of Seward…..then turned right around, came home, and cleaned up the yard.

He did not have school today, even though when I asked this weekend, “Are you out on Monday?  We’re going to have a lot of children at the center because Seward is out.”  He lied and said, “No.”

He did this once before.  The last time he cleaned up the whole basement.  It’s such a shock because his deception is so thorough.  I mean….driving away? Dressed up?  Coming home is so disorienting.  “Why is he home?  Why is he wearing that?  Why is it so clean?  Am I dead?”

Here are some photos of his amazingness, though they are only meaningful if you can understand that we HATE yardwork, and every nook and cranny was filled with a foot of compacted leaves and dead weeds.  Brad has been our only lifeline to greenery, though Lloyd has really stepped it up recently.  It’s really too bad that there are no ‘before’ pictures.  Lloyd said he raked up seventeen billion trash cans of leaves from the front yard and side garden.

Tired liar.

Ready for planting!

By the driveway

Daylight Stealing Time

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Be sure to check out www.bethtastic.com to read her questions about clocks!

Now to our story: Our cell phones came with many features, and my favorite one is that you can set three alarms. (I have a paranoia about oversleeping in the morning. Big surprise, huh?) Anyway, on Sundays I set alarms for 7:15 (the ‘warning’ alarm), 7:45 (the actual alarm), and 8:00 (the ‘you overslept’ alarm). Well, the cell phone people didn’t change their towers for Daylight Savings Time until sometime mid-afternoon, so I blame them for why we missed 9:00 church.

A lost hour

Uke Night …4?

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I lost track. We missed one because of the weather, so while this is the fifth time the group has met, it was only our fourth. I think. Why am I saying all this? You, the reader, do not care.

Cool dudes

This is arguable the best picture of the night. The older gentleman, Jack (sitting down), could only stay for half of practice, then he picked up his harp to head out to another gig!

It was a very fun evening – there were about twenty of us there, and afterwards we went out to eat at some pizza & sub shop that served beer (Hooray beer!) and talked for a while. For non-social me, it was surprisingly pleasant!

By the way – Happy Birthday, Deborah! Hooray, Deborah!

What are the chances?

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One of the things that I hardly ever, ever do is wash my truck.  Really, I treat that vehicle with very little respect.  I’ve never checked the oil (I think Lloyd might), never put in wiper fluid, I think I’ve vacuumed it out once, and the interior lights haven’t worked for three or four years.

Yesterday, however, the weather was awesome.  It started out cold and freezing, but by afternoon it was sunny, warm and lovely!  Driving home, I thought, “I’m gonna run this thing through a car wash!” I spent the maximum amount  – six whole dollars!  Undercarriage wash, pre-rinse, triple wash, spot-free – the works!  It was so shiny, I even thought about vacuuming it again. 

When I woke up this morning, it was raining.  Wouldn’t you know it.

Now, Lloyd arrives home last every night, so he parks in the driveway behind my truck with his car. For this long week of cooking, however, I’ve been driving Lloyd’s car to the center, and when he leaves home he bring the truck to my work and switches vehicles.  Today, though, when I went to my ‘truck’ – the car was still there!  I called to ask why he drove the truck to Lincoln. 

“I’m going to buy a big screen t.v.” he replied. 

“Really?!” I asked.  

“No, I took your truck in to get it washed.”

“wuh?”

Yep.  He spent twenty bucks on it.  I can’t get mad, though, because honestly – what are the chances?  So here’s our shiny, shiny, shiny truck that gets washed twice a year.  Good luck, rest of 2007.

A man and his shiny, shiny, shiny truck