the_big_toe
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I was going to post this over in the Fourth of July Thread over in the General Forum, but I thought it might be more appropriate here:
God that sounds good.
Sadly, My fourth was not nearly so good. Started off OK. Went for a very nice morning walk up the Stevens Creek Bike Trail (similar to the Loveland Bike Trail back in Ohio) and it was a beautiful day. By the time I got back home I was determined to do something outdoors to enjoy the great weather, even if it meant just packing up a few PB&J sandwiches for an impromptu picnic in a park by the SF Bay.
However, my wife had different plans. She just wanted to get caught up on some work for her job. She did come up with a great idea for lunch - breakout a little of the year's supply of Skyline chili that she had gotten me for Christmas. That sounded great and I was fired up to enjoy a couple of cheese coneys, I just needed to run to the store real quick to get some hot dog buns. Then the wife chimed in that if I was going to the store, could I get some of x and could I check to see if they had a little of y and if they had z at a good price I should pick some of that up, too. And, well she better come with me, because, well she might see something else she needed.
Two hours and three stores later and still no cheese coneys.
Finally we got back home and, after putting away all the junk she bought, I break out the dogs and the chili and the buns and I have my cheese coneys and I get a little semblence of happiness.
I figure now I can go for a quick bike ride up the SC Trail to its end at Shoreline park and enjoy some of the festivities of the day. Guess again. We are having a cookout on Sunday and we still need to plan how all of the preparations are going to get done. So we sit down and we plan all of that out (including planning where the extra tables and chairs are going to be on the deck as well as what serving dishes we are going to use ... my god is it ever going to end). I make one little comment about how once we have decided that a particular serving dish is good for a particular item that we don't need to look at another six dishes that could possibly be used for that same item (did I mention that my wife has a TON of serving dishes ... apparently she used to host conventions before we met), and she gets all upset and I have to go through 45 minutes to an hour of apologizing for being so mean.
By this time it is getting a little late in the afternoon, so I figure we could maybe look up some local fireworks to attend that evening. There are two choices for fireworks within a reasonable distance, one is a symphony concert at an outdoor pavilion (similar to, but smaller than Riverbend) that would cost like $26 each to go to. The other is a good bit further away, and will likely be swamped (since there appear to be relatively few fireworks displays around here). My wife and I are not big fans of big crowds (we think they bring out the worst in people - including ourselves), so I suggest the concert at the outdoor pavilion, but my wife does not want to spend the money, and besides, since she didn't work on her job stuff this afternoon she needs to spend some time doing that.
I resign myself to the fact that I will not get to do much this fourth and it looks like fireworks on the TV. I figure I can at least enjoy what's left of the day by going for a swim, so I do that. Of course my wife reminds me that she is hungry and doesn't have time to cook, so could I get some dinner ready in a little bit. So that cuts my swim short.
After dinner, my wife asks me if I can run to the hardware store and get some items we will need for this weekend. I figure “why not?” So I go to the hardware store (I couldn’t believe they were open, but they were) but they were out of the item my wife wanted me to pick up, so I will have to go back tonight and get it (they said they should get it in today). I head back home and later start to watch some fireworks on TV. My wife keeps complaining about hearing some loud explosions, which are obviously local neighborhood kids setting off their own fireworks a street or two over.
Frustrated with watching fireworks on TV and listening to my wife complain about the amateur fireworks being set off by neighborhood kids, I go to see if you can see the fireworks at the outdoor pavilion from our upstairs balcony. This being our first year in this house, we had never tried this before. Eureka!! Something actually goes my way. You can see the fireworks off in the distance. My wife and I are able to watch the last fifteen minutes of the fireworks display from the comfort of our own home. Also, while watching the display, my wife assures me that next year we will buy tickets for the concert and fireworks display ahead of time and make it a point to go see them. This makes my night.
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7:15 Tee time at Hueston Woods with old friends....
Cookout back at my place in the afternoon.....whats on the menu???
Fresh from Hawaii Mahi Mahi grilled with Jumbo BBQ Shrimp, Strip Sirloins for the non seafood lover relatives.....Fresh from Ross corn on the cobb and a jacked up toss salad. For dessert homemade lemon cake.......to die for.:crush: :crush: :crush:
HAPPY FOURTH TO ALL !!!!!!
God that sounds good.
Sadly, My fourth was not nearly so good. Started off OK. Went for a very nice morning walk up the Stevens Creek Bike Trail (similar to the Loveland Bike Trail back in Ohio) and it was a beautiful day. By the time I got back home I was determined to do something outdoors to enjoy the great weather, even if it meant just packing up a few PB&J sandwiches for an impromptu picnic in a park by the SF Bay.
However, my wife had different plans. She just wanted to get caught up on some work for her job. She did come up with a great idea for lunch - breakout a little of the year's supply of Skyline chili that she had gotten me for Christmas. That sounded great and I was fired up to enjoy a couple of cheese coneys, I just needed to run to the store real quick to get some hot dog buns. Then the wife chimed in that if I was going to the store, could I get some of x and could I check to see if they had a little of y and if they had z at a good price I should pick some of that up, too. And, well she better come with me, because, well she might see something else she needed.
Two hours and three stores later and still no cheese coneys.
Finally we got back home and, after putting away all the junk she bought, I break out the dogs and the chili and the buns and I have my cheese coneys and I get a little semblence of happiness.
I figure now I can go for a quick bike ride up the SC Trail to its end at Shoreline park and enjoy some of the festivities of the day. Guess again. We are having a cookout on Sunday and we still need to plan how all of the preparations are going to get done. So we sit down and we plan all of that out (including planning where the extra tables and chairs are going to be on the deck as well as what serving dishes we are going to use ... my god is it ever going to end). I make one little comment about how once we have decided that a particular serving dish is good for a particular item that we don't need to look at another six dishes that could possibly be used for that same item (did I mention that my wife has a TON of serving dishes ... apparently she used to host conventions before we met), and she gets all upset and I have to go through 45 minutes to an hour of apologizing for being so mean.
By this time it is getting a little late in the afternoon, so I figure we could maybe look up some local fireworks to attend that evening. There are two choices for fireworks within a reasonable distance, one is a symphony concert at an outdoor pavilion (similar to, but smaller than Riverbend) that would cost like $26 each to go to. The other is a good bit further away, and will likely be swamped (since there appear to be relatively few fireworks displays around here). My wife and I are not big fans of big crowds (we think they bring out the worst in people - including ourselves), so I suggest the concert at the outdoor pavilion, but my wife does not want to spend the money, and besides, since she didn't work on her job stuff this afternoon she needs to spend some time doing that.
I resign myself to the fact that I will not get to do much this fourth and it looks like fireworks on the TV. I figure I can at least enjoy what's left of the day by going for a swim, so I do that. Of course my wife reminds me that she is hungry and doesn't have time to cook, so could I get some dinner ready in a little bit. So that cuts my swim short.
After dinner, my wife asks me if I can run to the hardware store and get some items we will need for this weekend. I figure “why not?” So I go to the hardware store (I couldn’t believe they were open, but they were) but they were out of the item my wife wanted me to pick up, so I will have to go back tonight and get it (they said they should get it in today). I head back home and later start to watch some fireworks on TV. My wife keeps complaining about hearing some loud explosions, which are obviously local neighborhood kids setting off their own fireworks a street or two over.
Frustrated with watching fireworks on TV and listening to my wife complain about the amateur fireworks being set off by neighborhood kids, I go to see if you can see the fireworks at the outdoor pavilion from our upstairs balcony. This being our first year in this house, we had never tried this before. Eureka!! Something actually goes my way. You can see the fireworks off in the distance. My wife and I are able to watch the last fifteen minutes of the fireworks display from the comfort of our own home. Also, while watching the display, my wife assures me that next year we will buy tickets for the concert and fireworks display ahead of time and make it a point to go see them. This makes my night.