Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Monster Mile

Warning:  Definitely picture overload and potentially wordy. 

Some time ago Kelly won tickets to the Monster Mile from a country radio station.  She gave them to Bob.  He was thrilled.   But life being busy as it is he came down to the wire on the dates he had left to go.  So he chose this weekend.   All was well and good 'til this morning when he started doubting this escapade.  Worry will do that to you.  

Kelly, Ethan and the girls met us here at 8:30AM  (didn't even finish my second cup-o-joe) and we were off, on our way to the Monster Mile in Dover, DE!

We had to be there an hour early.  To add to the nerves, we had to stop for gas, coffee and grub for the girls.  The traffic was horrible and Ethan missed his turn into the track.  I think Bob was ready to turn back then but the boy and I held firm.


Upon arrival drivers/riders checked in at one station,

Already checked in ~ waiting in line. 
Nerves setting in.

while the fan club checked in and signed waivers on the other side.

 One shuttle took the drivers/riders,
Looks like he's walking the Green Mile
at the Monster Mile.
while another shuttle took the fan club members.
 I rode "shotgun".  This is the only picture I got.
 Once he banked the shuttle and I slid towards
the middle, I figured it was time to hang on for dear life!
No, the camera is not at an angle.  We are!
 As spectators we were able to go into the "pit area".  There were restrooms
and places to buy souvenirs and snacks.  The fan club could even sit in the
race cars before the laps if they wanted to.  Once our driver/rider
suited up and started his run we could watch from the building
roof top!  You could see them go all the way around.

Bob had orientation along with the other driver/riders.
After orientation the riders went with the pros.
Then the drivers rode a couple laps with the pros
just to get the "hang of it".  Yep, that's was
the word on the street.
Pay attention boys and girls

The Golden Ticket
Suiting up

Climbing in

Headin' out
I don't think he's sold on the idea any more.  I think IF anybody
had suggested he could quit he would have left a dust trail.
But, we were diligent in our pep talks and encouragements
('cause we weren't the ones loading up in that car!).
Now, for the big boy games! !
Check it out
 It's okay.  You'll do fine.  Just don't drive like an old lady! And.  . . remember ~
watch the pace car, don't get too close or too far behind,
don't hit the wall, stay off the asphalt,
stay in your designated area,
watch the guy with the flag hanging over the track!
He is VERY important will let you know if
you mess up! ! ! !
All that said, go and have fun.
Don't worry.   Be happy.
Pose and Load

Start the Engine!!

And he's off!
No  turning back now! ! !
Comin' back around . . .

Coming into the pit area at the end of his 15 lap solo.

 It was really cool to see him coming along behind the pace car.  Yea, he had to have a pace car even though he drove by himself.  Everybody did.  Helps keep 'em safe.  :)
This was his pace car.
All in all it was a great morning.  Bob survived to tell about it. 
I'm so glad he went.
He can mark that one off his bucket list!
The weather was perfect ~ overcast and cool
It didn't start raining until after we left.
We topped off our excursion with lunch at a neat place called "Cheddars".
Good food!
Now we are in a food coma, chillin' on this rainy afternoon.
Thank you Kelly for making this happen.
Thank you Ethan for lunch.
Thank you girls for being good.
Thank you Ben for pushing your dad along.
And thank you God for a wondrous day!

Friday, September 12, 2014

Happy Birthday to the Hubs!

Happy Birthday!

Born in '57
Turnin' 57
Not too shabby for an ol' timer.
And. . . . you get to circle
the track in Dover tomorrow!
That's how you start a birthday
year.  Not bad.  Not bad at all.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

We're Back. . . .

Still playing catch up here.  Summer vacation raged through our summer like a forest fire on dry kindling. 

Getting home after twelve hours in the back of an SUV with just enough leg room for a five year old takes its toll even on the youngest of us.  But we lived to tell about it!

I was holding my breath on the strawberries this year.  I was afraid they would be done by the time we got back home from KY.  But it was all good.  Plenty of berries to be had if we just worked for them.  This was Hope's first year picking.  I can't imagine not having a berry field nearby.  But they don't, so Eastern Shore Berries it was!

Hope and Sarah teamed up.
Looking for Rubies.
Our bounty.  (First go-round)

After they'd eaten what they could hold, it was Hope's turn to serve up some Strawberry Pie!  The process never changes.  Just the cook.  The recipe was handed down several moons ago by a sweet lady we attended church with.  I found out just this summer that it was handed down to her by a sweet lady.  I could tell you what it is, but then I'd have to kill ya.   tee-hee

Mixin' up the syrup
Oooooo. . . . . ahhhhhh. . . . . liquid Rubies!
Pouring the liquid Rubies over the red Rubies!
Makes me drool just looking at the picture.
Hope did a great job with the pie. Now all we had to do was wait for it to set up and add some homemade strawberry whipped cream.    It was  To.  Die.  For.

As if that wasn't enough, we made Strawberry Jam.  Hope and Sarah took turns helping.  Each has their own batch to claim. 

I'm supposing the jam will make its way back to KY when we go.  Both girls had to fly home at the end of their stay and couldn't take their bounty with them.  Not to worry.  I will keep it safe. 

About all they had time for was swimming and lounging.  But that was okay.  I was happy to have them here with me.

One of their favorite things to do in the pool.

Another favorite pool activity.  I wonder if you can tell which
sets of girls are most alike?
The week was short.  Very short.  All the girls have grown so much.  Not just my KY gals, but the ones here at home too.  Would it be too much to ask to put time in a bottle for just a little while?

I will leave the summer here for just a day or two.  Another birthday will be celebrated tomorrow.  (Told ya about those September birthdays.) 

 I'll be back after that ~ Lord willing and the creek don't rise.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Happy Birthday, Jenny!

Happy Birthday to my oldest

You are strong, yet bend like a Willow
You are kind, you give when there's a need
You are wise, you share from your heart
You are trustworthy, you protect what you know
You are my child, my heart, my soul.
Happy Birthday Jenny Wren!

Monday, September 8, 2014

Graduation Day

I don't know a smooth way to jump into this P. A. S. T. summer, so I'm just going to do dive right in.

This past June graced us with a graduation.  Sarah Sponda.  The Middle.  My Young Kindred.  She was "Walking".  I couldn't believe it.  Still can't.  Now she's enrolled at UK.  I'm certain she's going to do great things.  Certain of it. 

I love this picture!

We were able to take Rease and Helena with us for the graduation.  It had been a long time since they traveled to KY.  They were excited to get out of school to go to Sarah's graduation!

Time flew by while we were there.  It always does.  There's never enough minutes in the day to do all we want. 

I did manage to get a good ol' hug from my one and only grand boy!  L. O. V. E.  him (and the hug)!

He.  Is. Rotten.

 Fortunately we were able to bring Hope and Sarah back home with us to officially jump start our summer!  And this is where I leave you for a couple days.  'Casue that's how long it felt like we were jammed in that vehicle! 

Catch ya in a few!

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