Monday, June 18, 2007

Father’s Day Weekend

I hope everyone had a great Father’s Day weekend…we sure did. B had to work Saturday morning (no biggie since he actually gets paid for OT at this job! Woo hoo!), and when he got home around lunchtime, he poked his head in the door and called for the puppies…”Come meet your new friend, puppies!” he said.

I knew immediately what it was…a turtle! B has been scouring the streets for turtles the last couple weeks. With all the rain we’ve had, turtles are everywhere! We've seen several, and on our way to High School Musical last week, we saw a HUGE snapping turtle trying to cross the road. He couldn’t get over the curb to get to the lake on the other side of the road, so B insisted on turning around and helping it. Now, I did say it was a SNAPPING turtle, so the thing is trying to bite him every time he touches it. B ran back to the car, grabbed a towel, wrapped the turtle in a towel and ran over to the lake so he could deliver it to safety. (I took a picture of this adventure with my phone, but I don’t know how to get it OFF my phone. oh well!)

Anyway, back to Saturday…B found another turtle in the road. This one was a water turtle (I had NO idea there were so many different kinds!), and he stopped, picked it up, and brought it home! He took it out to the back yard with the dogs, and everyone tried to get acquainted. It was hilarious! But, I did feel sorry for the poor turtle…if turtles could have heart attacks (can they?), this thing had to be close. Rerun had no idea what it was, but it was moving, so he was pawing at it and trying to get it to do something – our new friend had retreated into his house and was refusing to come out.




After a few minutes, we decided to give the turtle a break and we dragged the dogs inside. They stood, at point, in the living room watching the turtle haul butt to get out of our yard.


He bee-lined for the fence on the other side of us, and after about 20 minutes we went to see what he was doing. He was GONE! We have wrought iron fences, so I guess he escaped. We couldn’t find him anywhere. Poor guy, I hope he’s ok!

So, that was our excitement on Saturday…on Sunday, the ‘Rents and my SIL and nieces came over to BBQ after church. We all liked what we ate on Mother’s Day that we had the same thing yesterday – aren’t we original?? After we stuffed ourselves as full as we could, and we waited for the sudden downpour to pass (more rain!), we headed outside to play with all the “toys” (putting green, golf balls, and B’s new Air Soft pellet gun – even our youngest niece shot the gun, the older one chickened out). After that, I headed to the couch for a nap, and the kids and Uncle B checked out the new additions to the train in the basement.

Here's Uncle B with his girls...coming soon is the story of B's introduction to dealing with pesky childhood bodily functions...stay tuned for a future post.


Grammy and the girls...

We had a great day, and I even found time to get in a workout last night, since I’d missed my workouts on Friday and Saturday. Here’s a picture of B in his Father’s Day gift from the puppies…he was heading out to the grill to throw on the Cheesy Dogs – our new favorite appetizer.


Oh, and I have to tell you about B's shirt...he bought it at work. It says "Got Freedom?" on the front, and on the back it says, "Thank a Vet!" I love it!!

6 comments:

KingJaymz said...

LMBO at the pictures of the mutts with the turtle. Funny story!

Glad that B had a great father's day. Loved the pics. What precious, beautiful girls. As a guy still waiting to have children, I'm green with envy.

When I first saw the shirt in the pic with the girls, it looked like it said "Got Boredom?" Now, I could use a shirt like that!

SueZQue said...

Sally- you are BAAADDD!!! Getting the 'rents hooked on that chicken!!! ;-)

Terry said...

Are the 'rents easier to deal with, when you get them on the sauce?? You seem to do this often... hahahahhaha

Daisy said...

I can't wait for the post about B's intro to pesky childhood bodily functions. I'll never forget the time he took Lily (not yet two years old) to wash her hands and when they returned from the bathroom, he said, "We washed our hands, and then one of us started rooting around in the trash can." :)

Chelf said...

I love the shirt! I want one! Can I buy one somewhere, or do I have to pay you to get me one?

Cute pictures!

Sally said...

KJ - wait til you read about the great fiasco of Uncle B and the "pesky childhood bodily functions" -- you will probably be green for other reasons! I will get that post up tomorrow...way too busy today.

Suez - you better keep your mouth shut!

Terry - you may have hit on something there...some deeply repressed unconscious thing...hmmm...

Daisy - you would be floored (well, maybe not) at how much fun B has w/ the girls!

Chelf - I want a shirt, too...but B said they aren't selling them, they just ordered a few for some special event they did at work. I think they would sell like hotcakes!!