Sunday, April 29, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
My rant must wait.
This being Sunday morning and having various things on my mind like trying to finish various projects and needing to get ready to plant, and getting ready to go to church, my mind was swamped.
I was thinking earlier in the week that sometime in the next 10 days I will need to procure the meat that I am to cook for the potluck at church next Sunday. I always live in fear that I will arrive at something like this and forget that I agreed to supply the main course, in this case two large roasts. One beef and one pork. In this bad dream of mine there will be folks getting to the end of the buffet line just in time to be greeted by me. I will say "Hi, how about a nice piece of white bread to go there in that empty space on your plate." They will reply, "No thanks, I'm on a low carb diet and have reserved that space for meat." " I'm going to put a big portion of the roast beef they said you were bringing right there." They point to the spot.
Then I raise my voice and yell, "OKAY, I FORGOT THAT THE MEETING AND DINNER WERE TODAY, AND ALL I HAVE IS A LOAF OF BREAD FROM THE MINI MART...BUT AT LEAST THE BREAD IS AS HARD AS THE MEAT I WOULD HAVE BROUGHT HAD I REMEMBERED IT." I then become humble and quietly say "As it says in the scriptures it much better to forgive than to receive meat." or something like that...as my voice trails off.
Well today at 8:00 AM I'm starting to read some of your blogs and the neighbor lady calls. A really close friend. She is someone I trust completely. Marilyn answers and says, "Oh we're going to eat out after church...(pause)...no that's next Sunday or at least I hope it's next Sunday because Cliff's supposed to provide the meat...(pause)... your kidding, (now yelling at me) Cliff, last weeks bulletin says it's TODAY?"
Right here I rise to my feet. " I now enter this phone conversation from my office without the use of the phone. I yell, "I know it's not until next week!" "This can't be happening!" My brain shifts into high but there's not really enough resources or blood up there to be thinking this fast. Questions flood my brain. Questions like, How many big roasts do I have in the deep freeze? How long will it take to thaw them? Is there enough time to first thaw them and still get them cooked by noon? Is the grocery store open? Would they have the big sirloin blocks I want? Theirs wouldn't be frozen...would they? "I could run in right now, grab the meat, run to the church and have it in the oven with 15 minutes to spare. Will they notice I don't have pants on?
I flew to the basement and amazingly found enough meat in the freezer. I grabbed my big pan and ran up to the kitchen with everything. I had been at the microwave long enough to realize that my oven has a defrost setting that only goes to 6 pounds of meat and I have two 10 ponders to do. It's then I start to pray and realize this won't qualify for heavenly intervention. The situation has reached emergency status. I just begin to think 'Bologna sandwiches' when I notice Marilyn walking toward me. She is talking to someone else from our church and says to them, "Wait a second, let me tell Cliff before he has 'the big one'." She casually looks at me with a smile and says, "You're right Cliff, it's next week, the bulletin was wrong."
Right here is when I notice that I have a razor sharp 10" fillet knife in my hand. I have a roast in the other hand and was apparently preparing to cut the heavy plastic off of the frozen meat. I then notice that I have sweat running down my cheeks, I'm short of breath, and that I must have carried those two roasts up the stairs under my arms because my underarm 'gel' was starting to set up.
After next weeks dinner I'm going to suggest that after this, we serve King Crab Legs cooked in the Baptistry during church. We'll have to fire the heaters up by Wednesday. But at least I can keep them frozen until Sunday morning.
Turns out there just may have been Heavenly Intervention after all.
Monday, April 16, 2007
I also was very perturbed as I listened to the first press conference this afternoon. The lead investigator was telling the reporters what the police knew so far. The stupidity of the main stream media shown through very brightly. Just like 9-11, the focus was on who's fault it was. And just like back then, the folks or individual who actually did the killing weren't mentioned in their questioning. It was all about placing blame on some official. I got home and out of my truck so I didn't hear the last of the press conference. I was waiting to hear a reporter from CNN or NBC ask, "Did the President know this was going to happen and when did he know it?" or "Do you have any indication that the current administration could have averted this catastrophe had they spent more money on something?
You and I and the rest of America will know in the morning the name of the man who's fault it was. David Gregory and Chris Matthews won't be able to figure this one out.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Also, if you're not a regular reader of LEE, you're missing out on some of the best writing on the net. Her accounts run in series. Check it out, you won't be sorry.
As you were.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Well I think I may have a new one for you. We have about ten pair of Canada Geese who seem to adore our lane. Every night near twilight, if we traverse our 3/4 of a mile lane, we will disturb them. One pair at a time. They are evenly spread out from one end to the other. Each pair will take turns scolding and barking at us as they march out into the field, their long necks stretched forward as far as they can reach. We roll our windows down and drive slowly so as to get the full effect of their displeasure. If they are, as I suspect, nesting, either on or near the lane, it must surely mean it's going to be wet around here. This could reach Biblical proportions. I think if it begins to rain I will go out, and pull the boat up to the front door and take the tie down straps off of the trailer.
The last time anyone boated around this farmstead was the spring of 1952. I don't recall Dad saying anything about geese on the lane before that flood though. A few catfish, but no geese.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
They were made to suffer thru me singing a solo in church. (I'm not a soloist.) They met my son Dan and his family who came to hear me sing and add more pressure to Dad while he sang. They did get to hear Marilyn play in the bell choir and now know why I had told them she was getting a little dingy. (Nora thought I meant she was getting a small boat.) Our Daughter Juli was at the keyboards and they got to hear her play.
They were able to get a church bulletin to prove to the folks back home that they had indeed been to church.
We loaded up after church and went to Mahoney State Park for their all day Sunday buffet. The restaurant overlooks the Platte River valley and I-80. That's where this pic was taken. This is Nora -Cliff-Jerry. The look on Jerry's face is because he has just realized that folks might think he was with the Morrow group. Nora didn't care. She said "They'll never remember me at this restaurant anyway.
Dan's and Juli's were along and our youngest son Tom and his wife met us there and we all had a good visit.
We had many discussions about all of you bloggers and the consensus was generally good. We talked about how reading someones blog really teaches you their personality before you meet them. They really aren't strangers. Jerry and I had met but Nora was exactly as I imagined. A very clever, talented person. She writes for two different weekly papers. (they are the bottom two links on her blog) Her main job is running Second Helpings.
They prepare and distrbute 2900 meals a day for distribution to the needy in the Indy area. The food is 'rescued' daily from cooperating stores and food industry companies. She deals with a lot of volunteers, business's, and contributors and seems unflappable.
The second picture is a "View From The Porch." The dejected appearance was because I had just told them to leave. They both needed to be back to work on Tuesday morning and I thought they were avoiding the reality. Today Jerry is back to helping care for Mom and Dad and crunching numbers for Big GasCo and Nora is probably back to making all of her jobs look easy. I'm hoping they had as good a time as we did and that they return someday.