The Marathon, Sunsets, iPod, & Earphones

As the title indicates, this post will be all over the place.

As I mentioned before, DaddyBoy works in Chicago. It's kinda close to the farm but not really at all. He made his way down this weekend. And we were all glad to see him.

Especially Mr. Mouse.

And wait 'til Mr. Mouse is big enough to play on the tractor, Gator, & 4-wheeler... we may never get him away from here.

DaddyBoy is a wonderful dad and has always been cool. He has this uncanny ability to mesh with folks from all walks of life. He shops at Rural King and he shops at Nordstrom.

He also owns an old Marathon gas station in Mt. Carmel that is being torn down tomorrow. Yesterday he asked me to help him clean it out. With the promise of a soft taco from Taco Tierra I agreed.

We didn't leave early enough because I didn't get my soft taco until 10 pm, by then I wasn't really sure I wanted a soft taco but he insisted. Had we gone any earlier, we certainly wouldn't have seen the sun setting like we did.

He was pretty good about me pulling out my camera while he was driving. I think I'm totally over caring what people think about me sporting a camera around my neck.

He'll probably call and say, "Will you please take those pictures off your blog?" And I will say, "No."

Ok, where was I? The sun... it was setting... and it was real nice, Clark.

But DaddyBoy's not near as patient as Mom. He'd slow down but stopping was completely out of the question. So I had to snap with my head out a moving window. He did, however, help me look for some dairy goats that I wanted to take the children to see. They must have dried up because we couldn't find them.

We made our way to the Marathon and there really wasn't much to take pictures of, especially since I didn't take any pictures until we were done loading the trailer.

Except there was this water fountain. I thought about rescuing it from the bulldozers but it's 4 feet tall and my kids are only 3 feet tall and it had a little bit of bird poop all over it. But it sure would be fun in the playroom... I guess I have until tomorrow morning to make up my mind. If it meant my children would only drink water and I'd never have to buy another sippy cup I'd go get it tonight.

There have been a few misunderstandings about the "Marathon". Mom told someone last week that she had just finished up at the Marathon and when she met them they looked her up and down and said, "Wow! How in the world did you just finish a marathon? You don't even look like you've been running!"

Anyway, we had to make the trip from farm to town more than once. Good thing DaddyBoy has an iPod. I tend to be technologically challenged and this blog is about the only thing "technical" that I do. I don't text on my phone nor do I own an an iPod. But with a little playing around I figured out how to use dad's. His music selections are so "him". First of all, I had to ask him if he uploaded his songs in 1991. But then I acknowledged at least he has an iPod and knows how to upload songs... he's definitely got me beat so I could only give him so much grief.

We played some Red Hot Chili Peppers, Belinda Carlisle, Mary Chapin Carpenter and 10,000 Maniacs and then I started to test him. We played "name that tune". He did really well on some, not so well on others. It took him 26 seconds to name Jewel: You Were Meant for Me and I think by then she was on the chorus.

The girls were waiting for us on the porch when we got home from trip 1.

And Bird Brown {the chocolate lab mix} was waiting too.

We couldn't resist getting out for a break. Paige couldn't wait to show DaddyBoy her "pwetty shoes". {Morgan still sporting a "super hero cape".}

And then we headed back to town again and I only got one more shot before the sun completely set.

And last but not least, Mom and I are gearing up for the ride back to Alabama this week. My dad has some great ear plugs that I think will suit me fine for our ride home. If I had only borrowed them for our drive up.

Hope you all had wonderful weekends!