Bombarded By Bees & Favorite Tunes Friday the Saturday Edition

Today wifey and I took the boy to the apple orchard to get some apples and let him pick out a pumpkin.

We get there and he wants to play on the swingset with the other kids, but instead of playing with the other kids he plays alone in the straw….I guess that’s pretty common for an only child.

After a few mins of that he wants to pick out a pumpkin, we go and find 2, however he doesn’t want to carry any of them heh, so I haul them back to the car while he and mommy go to the apple and cider and produce section.

I join them and wifey keeps asking me to get some cider (I love cider, but for $5 a gallon & $3 a 1/2 gallon I can do without). We ended up buying a pint of apple butter.

We go to the concession stand because I want an Elephant Ear, I LOVE them, but they are not like the fairs…bummer, I still get one, actually we get two + a water a cider for me and a cider slushy for the boy.

As were standing there waiting to order bees are EVERYWHERE and I do mean EVERYWHERE….I don’t like bees!

We get up there and order our stuff and I ask the lady at the counter if they get stung a lot “mmmm not too bad, we will usually grab one by accident, and the other day one flew up my shirt and stung me…..NOT FAIR!”

Did you just read that? OMG!!!!!!!!! have I told you I hate bees? well I HATE THEM, Bill Maher says there is a shortage of bees…..GOOD RIDDANCE!!!! I don’t care they suck!

THEY CAN SMELL FEAR!!!!!

So, we get our food and yep the bees surround us, so we walk away from the food and the other bees with food in tow, we go to the swingset area again thinking we would be far away enough……NOT!!!! THEY FOLLOWED US!!!!

We tried moving further away, no good so wifey says “We will probably have to eat them in the car” bummer, but ok I’m game.

We all move to the car and you should have seen how fast this big boy can get the food, the boy and himself in the car.

NO BEES!

We enjoy our treat and they (the bees) come the window…..I’m not lying! It was like that moie where the bees cover the VW and they have to go to the football stadium and freeze the bees off……ok not that bad, but it was pretty terrifying none the less….heh.

A couple of weeks ago I was at a herf and there was a bee and I’m ducking and jiving trying to get away from it, one of they guys thought this was entertaining and made the comment “Really? You have all those tattoos and your scared of a little bee sting?” I had to laugh at that,

So that was my Saturday.

Sorry I missed Favorite Tunes Friday and I am not going to do a double shot, just the one.

Today I bring you

38 SPECIAL

I love this band, and I feel they never got their due, sure they had some big hits and they are loved and respected all over the Classic Radio stations, but a majority of people won’t put them up there with all the other greats….I will.

I had the pleasure of seeing them live twice…the 1st time they had Eddie Money open up for them and the 2nd they opened for Bon Jovi (REALLY???? I couldn’t believe it….they didn’t even play Hold On Loosely, it was a pretty shitty show).

This video is the very 1st song I ever heard from 38 Special where I fell in love with this band, I then went back and discovered their earlier better stuff, but this one popped my cherry with this band and it still tests the time.

Enjoy!

“I’m Gonna Fight You!”

Last night my stepson wanted to go outside and play while mommy made dinner, so I went out with him to watch him and make sure he didn’t runaway or get kidnapped or just didn’t do anything he shouldn’t be doing.

It started out ok with him riding his bike, but then his ADD kicked in and he wanted to ride his battery operated Jeep. The night before we all sat out in the driveway and watched a local church put on a firework show and while we waited he rode the Jeep around and the battery was getting weak and we all forgot to charge it.

He tells me that he wants to ride his Jeep, I tell him that it’s dead and that the battery needs to be charged, which usually takes overnight to charge it.

“No it isn’t”

“Ok fine” I have grown tired of arguing with a four year old, so whenever he argues now, I just say “OK.”

He rides the Jeep and surprisingly it works…………until he gets out into the street and turns around to go over the little ramp back up to the driveway. Here is where it turns sour, the Jeep doesn’t have the power to make it over the ramp and he starts yelling at me.

“COME GET ME!!!!”

“No” I say calmly, because he didn’t say please and I am trying to get this kid to learn his manners, if he would have said please I would have jumped up and helped  and I wasn’t going to remind him.

“GET OVER HER AND HELP ME!!!”

“No, you can push it” It’s not that heavy, even for a 4 year old.

He gets out and pushes it, to my surprise he pushes it very hard and easily (he was pissed!) he pushes it all the way up to the top of the driveway.

“I’m gonna tell mommy you yelled at me!”

“No, I didn’t” I didn’t yell, this whole entire time I was very calm and trying not to egg him on.

He goes inside and SLAMS the door, he comes out a few seconds later…

“I’M GONNA FIGHT YOU!!!”

He’s carying this toy sword that if you get hit with it, it does hurt, and he comes out and he starts hitting me really fast repeatedly.

“Stop!”

Continues hitting me

“I said stop”

Continues hitting me, so I swat his butt, it would have been harder, but the angle I was at I couldn’t reach it….he stops and just glares at me.

“Get in the house!”

Still glaring

“NOW!!!!!!!!”

He starts crying and he goes inside, I follow him and he stands in the kitchen.

“Get on the couch and don’t move!!”

Mommy finally has had it

“Ok what is going on”

I explain to her that he is upset because the Jeeps’ battery is dead and I calmly explain to her as I did above. After I finished she took my side and told him that he knows better than to hit people with the sword, and he stays on the couch till dinner is ready (about 10 mins if that).

Sigh……good times.

 

Mr. Fix It

I am not a handy man kind of guy, sure I can hammer a nail, I can use a screwdriver, I can change a tire and I can even change my own oil (I’m way out of practice, but still). So now onto my point:

This is Walt, he is my father in law he’s 71 and strong as an Ox……he is happily showing you just how strong he is here at my wedding reception:

The other day, Tuesday to be exact Walt came over for dinner and he looked my lawnmower which was giving me some problems. Walt has his own lawnmower repair service..good for me I’m family.

Walt took a look at and said I had too much oil in it, before I didn’t have enough….so I was very embarrassed and ashamed of myself, well long story short Walt fixed the mower.

Then my car wouldn’t start so he told me the previous weekend that it was my battery and it needed to be replaced, he let me borrow his battery charger and it wouldn’t charge, so I was in the process of taking the battery out to buy a new one.

Now here is where my lack of being a handyman comes into play, 1st off I don’t think the battery has ever been replaced since the screws were pretty much rusted on and was very difficult to loosen up. I did get them loose though and here is where the fun part begins, the battery is secured on the right side (passenger side) near the back of the hood, there is not a lot of room to work there and the battery is secured by a bar the goes across the top of the battery and then hooks to the front and back of it. I got the screws loose, but still could not remove it…….so of course I was pissed and just gave up and was hoping Walt could come look at it.

Walt took a look at it and again long story short he removed the bar and told me that my battery wasn’t dead…..I said well what is it then? He said the battery had corrosion on it. I said that’s it? He said yep and went to his service van and cleaned up the battery. This man had a tool for everything, he had lubricant for the screws to loosen up and he had 2 different brushes to clean up the corrosion with….this blew my mind.

I told my stepson “Man, your grandpa is pretty awesome.” He replied “Yep, he can fix anything.” He’s 4!!!!!!

So here’s to you Walt aka Mr. Fix it, I don’t know what I would have done without your help, Thank you