Year: 2014

Injuries.

Jeremy bought a new bike on Saturday. On Sunday, he flipped himself over the handlebars, chest-first into a creek.  Got a bunch of cuts all up and down his front and his arm.   Really?  That quickly?  He’s fine.  Thank goodness.

Our Farm

This July 4th long weekend, I am in town with Rena.  On July 4th, we decided to go to our farm and see our neighbors there.

One of our neighbors, while working in a local grocery store, he raises a lot chicken, ducks, etc.  We bought three dozens of eggs from him.  Besides, he would like to give us a frozen chicken of his own.  We decides to pay him.  Two large bags of frozen chickens, only $10.00 dollars total.

The other neighbor in front us is retired with his wife.  They have a log house which is pretty modern.  The other neighbor at back raises turkeys for big cooperations.  He just raises them for several days in between. I guess in the mid life of a turkey.  His turkey barn can’t be accessed by ordinary people.  They must be sanitized beforehand.

We seldom see them.  But, our neighbors love to hunt in our farm in the fall with our permission.  I looked at those trees, they can be harvested at any time.  Probably will do that while I am retired.

Happy July 4th.

Bert bert.

Bert and I hung out a few days ago.  I want so much for him to like me.  I did manage to, after a three hour visit, convince him to hold my hand (really, my index finger) and walk around the house with me. Oh, he also did give me a few high-fives.  He was not keen on a piggy-back ride.  Maybe next time.

Celebrating July 4th

Rena and I decide to celebrating our July 4th holiday by visiting our farm.  Rena would like to harvest some matured trees there.  I have a kind of wait-and-see altitude.  Because with extra income of harvesting, it certainly will not help us on our bottom lines of taxing.

Btw, China is pretty bad as far as World Cup is concerned.  With so many people and so much resources, China can’t even produce a World Cup qualified team of dozens.  I believe they just got into once.

The real picture is with all this greed, corruption, fixing the game by players, coaches, organizers and gangs, etc.  I think they should fire every one involved right on the spot.  Strange enough, the government there can almost do everything that one can think of.  But, just can’t fix her foot ball problem.

Even more funny is that those teams get qualified, many of them are from under developed and developing world too.  There, government is in pretty bad shape too.  A huge excuse, may be, football genes are not in our blood 🙂

Oh, I remember one thing.  Once, my Dad questioned my poor score on math.  I, in turn, asked him about his math scores.  Guess what I got beat up pretty badly.  Luckily, it happened many years back.  Or, a child abuse case might be filed by those more modern folks.

World Cup.

I found myself at a bar for the US/Belgium game.  I never watch any sports.  I don’t understand the rules for soccer, especially when the game is thrown into overtime.  I didn’t know anyone else at the bar – but it was kind of exhilarating.  So much screaming, stomping, cheering and groaning.

Prius

The Volvo, which we bought more than 10 years ago, now has more than 110K miles on it.  I had to get a special waiver because it no longer passes the emission testing.  Just this week, it sounds like a Harley because the muffler has somehow malfunctioned and the battery died.  It has lasted through 6 au pairs, 2 kids, 2 dogs and more than 10 years.

We are still driving the Volvo, but there will come the day when it is clear that we’ll have to buy a car and we won’t have that much time to decide what kind of car.  So this summer, we are trying out a bunch of cars.  Jeremy’s interested in the Prius.  There are three versions, the hybrid, the plug-in hybrid and the wagon Prius.  We just wanted to make sure getting Edda in/out would be easy and that her wheelchair would fit in the trunk.

Edda loved the plug-in version so much that she fell asleep in the back seat.

The wheelchair kind of fits.  You have to take off the headrest, but it’s not really going to be the primary Edda-mobile, so as long as it kind of fits, it’ll be OK.

Sent home from camp.

This year’s camp theme is superheros.   Here’s Edda in her superhero outfit ready to take on the world.   Edda got sent home from camp on Thursday for lice.  We spent hours Thursday night delousing her and the rest of the house.  Strange that I’m pleased for a call from the nurse about lice!  Past summers, the nurse has called for uncontrollable crying or seizures and then I slump into my office chair while I’m on the phone.  Lice is a regular kid issue, so I can just roll with it. We trimmed Edda’s hair about 4 inches to help with the combing.  If you brush it just the right way, you can see the grown up Edda peeking out from behind the fall of her hair.