6 Years and 5 Days Ago

Confluence of Two Hearts

John and I are celebrating 6 years together this weekend. Yesterday we headed over to the Confluence Point State Park. I've always wondered what the Mississippi River and the Missouri River looked like together, and now we know. From there we headed to Alton, Ill, and I will have to say I was sorely disappointed with Fast Eddie's Bon Air. It was smokey and dirty and dark, and just plain tasteless. We ended yesterday with sushi, and I do believe unagi might be my favorite thing to eat ever.

My anniversary present to John

So one of our hermit crabs molted. We thought it was dead, and when John picked it up, the body fell out, and he felt the shell move. The crab was still inside the shell. Strange. Then it ate it's old body. Gross. This is a picture of the molted body that came out of the shell.

Solve Our Household Debate

Do you think John is proud of being from Poplar Bluff?

O.k. The real question is; Do you think you can be proud of something that defines you that you did not have a direct choice in making? Like, can John be proud of being from Poplar Bluff even though he did not make the choice to live there?

How much is that kitty in the window?

Natural Beauty

Last weekend Christy invited me to a lacrosse tournament in Indiana. I'm a sucker for a road trip, so we packed the car and headed east. Tony plays junior varisty lacrosse, and is only a freshman, so that means he's real good. My cousin played lacrosse in college, and I saw one of his games in CA, but other than that, I know nothing about lacrosse. We were supposed to see three games, and I figured that by the end of the weekend, I'd know all there is to know about lacrosse. Instead, something terrible happened. Saturday morning as we were arriving for the first JV game of the weekend, Tony called and said the varsity coach had a heart attack and died, and that they weren't going to play any games this weekend. The coach was only 38. We headed to the hotel, and they had a nice prayer service for him, and then we headed back home. I was disappointed to not see any games, and very sad for everyone involved, but I will say that I had a nice time with Christy in the car. I'm not sure which one of us talks more. ;)

Thursday I finally got to see Tony play a lacrosse game. He did an excellent job. He's such a natural althlete. In the picture above he is in white, number 15, and has the ball in his net thing (not sure what it's called.) He is very aggressive, which dad would like. Dad was always giving my high school boyfriend advice in basketball to get a few fouls early on so they know not to mess with you. I like lacrosse because everyone in the stands knows just about how much I know about lacrosse, which is pretty close to zero. Everyone asks about penalties and what is out of bounds, I feel like I fit right in, because I ask those questions to John at every basketball and football game we attend.

This is a picture of our scribe, Pat, myself, Allen Jackson, and Dr. Fred Nury

I mentioned earlier that I went to California again last week. This trip was much quicker and much less enjoyable, mostly because of the airlines. They cancelled my flight, sent me to a different airport, lost my luggage, yatta yatta yatta. I did judge some nice wines, so I can't complain too much. The sweepstakes winner of the Pacific Rim International Wine Competition was J. Lohr Cabernet Sauvignon, 2004 from Paso Robles, and I am happy to tell you you can get this wine in the grocery store for ~$13. My panel consisted of a guy named Allen Jackson from Canada, and a retired professor from Fresno State, Fred Nury. I saw some old friends, had some nice food, tried not to be too annoyed by my luggage, or lack there of, barely left the hotel, and all in all happy to come back home.

She has always liked my sewing projects.