Its Giants vs Pats…… Eli vs Tom…Gayle vs Don

Super Bowl Shirt…………………………………..$40.00
Parking Downtown……………………………….$25.00
Dinner at the Irish Pub on Meridian…..$100.00
Beer after two days in Super Bowl Village…….$200.00
Tickets to the game in last row near the roof……$2850.00
Watching the game in my own home 6 miles away………..Priceless

As we spend our last full year here is Indianapolis, its fitting that the Super Bowl is here in town.  We went down several days and had a great time, and  spent a lot of money, but we really enjoyed our time in the downtown area…………………Indianapolis should be very proud.  They have done a great job!!!!

Today I will just sit in front of the tube and soak it all in.  Tomorrow I will starting putting all my efforts toward getting the house ready to sell.  Goal will be to put the for sale sign in the ground by April 1st!!!!!

Go Pats…………
Here’s looking at you kid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Big Game

   The Super Bowl comes to Indianapolis and so do thousands of visitors.

   Knowing this will probably be a once in a lifetime opportunity to partake of the festivities leading up to a Super Bowl game, we dive right in.

   We head downtown to the heart of the city, Monument Circle, where the traditional Super Bowl numerals are on display. How magnificent they look on the cobblestone street in front of our Civil War memorial.

   Of course, what would the Super Bowl in Indianapolis be without Indy cars. A car has been painted to represent each team in the AFC and NFC conferences. Pretty neat! We check out the NY Giants and the New England Patriots cars, the two teams facing off on game day. We also check out our favorite teams' cars, the Indianapolis Colts and the Detroit Lions, our hometown team.

   Onward to visit the Super Bowl Village and all it has to offer. This is where the Zipline is at. It is 14 stories up and 800' in length. It's the longest, temporary zipline ever in the United States. A popular attraction with locals and tourists alike. We choose not to participate as we have no desire to wait a couple of hours in a line for a short lived thrill ride, even though the price of $10 is a bargain.

   There is plenty to see and do. The NFL Experience, the open air bars, the food, The Huddle, Lucas Oil Stadium, souvenir shopping, the free concerts, the fireworks, and so much more.



Don and our youngest daughter, Bobbi-Leigh, sharing a brewski.



    It's coming on to 9 PM. Time to head over to the Pepsi concert stage to see The Village People perform. We are actually here to see them sing their biggest hit, YMCA. Watching this mass of humanity in the street participate to this song brings to mind the Parrotheads at a Jimmy Buffett concert.

   The activities come to an end for the day. It's time to make our way home. Only six more days until the big game.

   Go Eli! Go Giants! Beat Brady in the house that Peyton built!

   Here's looking at you kid..........

Merry Christmas

To all our family and friends we wish you a safe and Merry Christmas day.   We hope this little note finds you well………………………….

God Bless………………..

Here's looking at you kid..................

What's the most unusual Christmas present you've ever given?

   I bet we can top it this year.
   Don has been hard at work planning, sawing, drilling, staining and painting























 What's he busy building you ask?

A rooting box! For our grandpiggy, Penelope. (Even though she hasn't been a very good little pig this year. She was snippy with her grandma while on vacation this past Summer).
   Penelope is a dwarf, Vietnamese Pot-Bellied pig. With attitude! She is the only child of our youngest daughter Bobbi-Leigh and son-in-law Dennis.
   Penelope is litter box trained and pretty much has free run of their house. Being quite intelligent and curious, both traits that tend to get her into trouble frequently, it was decided that a rooting box would give her something constructive, safe and fun to play with. And maybe, just maybe, keep her out of trouble. At least for a little while.

River rocks will be added later!!

   Here's oinking at you pig, er, um, looking at you kid................

We did it!

   One more obstacle down, one more obstacle to go.
   The ongoing process of downsizing has advanced a little further. We sold our conversion van. We had tried selling it last Sept. and Oct. We had listed it in our local newspaper, on Craigslist and Auto Trader. We had even put "For Sale" signs on the vehicle itself. It generated very little interest.
"Alright," Don says, "we'll list it again in the Spring just before families start making their Spring Break sojourns south. We'll sell it then for sure."
   I wasn't as optimistic. Don't get me wrong, it's a great running vehicle. Clean inside and out. Plenty of extras. It had received regular oil changes and maintenance, but it was 5 years old and it's mileage was beginning to creep upward. I was afraid we'd be strapped with it right up till the moment we'd hit the open road.
   Then an opportunity presented itself. A lady that Don works with was looking for a van. Not just any van. It needed to have barn doors, middle seats that could be removed, plenty of leg and head room, and be in good running condition. She couldn't afford new. You see, she and her husband had just learned that he had MSA, a degenerative disease, and he would be wheelchair bound before too long. They had found a company that would install a chair lift onto a van for them if only they could get their hands on one.

   Don came home from work that evening and told me about their family's plight. After very little discussion, we agreed that Don would tell her about our van, which suited their needs to a tee, and that if they liked it and wanted it, they could have it for the exact balance of our loan. (Don did a nationwide online search and determined our offer was an excellent offer indeed).
   The family came out to our house, inspected the van, took it for a drive and decided to buy it right on the spot.
   We feel very good about this. Yes, originally we had hoped to make a little profit from the sale, but we are relieved that this is one more thing to have done and out of our way. We are happy that we were able to provide this family with the vehicle they needed.
Our only prayer is that the van continues to run well and for a long time for this family. Our hearts go out to them.

     And the last obstacle? Well, it's selling the house. It goes on the market this coming Spring. Sure hope the economy improves by then.









Here's looking at you kid..........................

Fall on Fiesta Drive

Woke up this morning and the temp was 31 degrees.  The sun was coming up through the trees so Tucker and I went out for some playtime in the frosty morn.

Suite Pea is already for winter and she’s sitting on her pad next to the garage.

The backyard was full of Fall color and Tuck was having a great time with his squirrel frisbee……………

Mooch watched from the kitchen, he’s an indoor kitty and the outside world is a very strange place to him.

Maybe later we’ll head over to Craig Park, for some off leash fun…………………….

Here’s looking at you kid……………………………….

Colder than a well digger's.......

   My grandson Brad asked me a month ago to attend the Fall camp out with his Boy Scout troop in October. Of course haing been a boy scout myself……back in the day (1963’ish), I said yes that would be fun. So as the day neared I started putting my gear in order for the big camp out.

 Friday, October 21, 2011 was the day. After work I loaded the van and stowed away my gear for a quick jaunt down to Johnson County Park, close to Camp Atterbury , where the Indiana National Guard have their joint training center.

 Bradley and the rest of the troop were coming up from Ellettsville and I was to meet up with them around 6pm at the campground.


The timeline:


6:00pm


Scouts are running late and have not left yet, “Grampa, wait  about 20 minutes more before you leave”.


6:30pm


Scout master running late could be another 15 minutes………………….


6:50pm


“Gramps, we just left. Meet you there”


   Ok, I headed south to JCP(Johnson County Park) knowing that we would more than likely be setting up in the dark………….ok I had been a boy scout, no problem…………………


   Things got off to a slow start but we hooked up around 7pm and started setting the tent up. It is very hard to put a tent together in pitch black darkness!


   Brad went right to work on the tent and if it wasn’t for my 13 year old grandson, I’d still be down there trying to figure out which pole went where.


   Tent up and secured, we filled it with our gear and headed over to the fire for some good ol'  boy scout fellowship…………………………….Temperature starting to drop….

11:00pm


   Temps are falling like rocks off a cliff. Started the night around 50 degrees but at around 11, I check my  iphone and it reads………41 degrees. Ok, I had been a boy scout, no problem……….

  11:30pm, the nice air mattress that my wife gave me to use is feeling a little spongy, but I have my Under Amour on and a tee shirt and all and all I’m pretty comfortable……….Brad, has his dog sled musher hat on and his Under Amour and he looks pretty comfy in his sleeping bag. We're settling in for a nice enjoyable night under the stars………………………

   12:05am, I wake up and its cold. My feet are freezing, my legs are freezing and the once firm air mattress is bowing in the center with all signs of an air leak. I get up and put on a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and slip on a wool shirt in hopes that that will do the trick to keep me warm. Looking over at Brad, he is sound asleep.


   12:45am, no doubt about it, I’m sinking like the Titanic. The air mattress, has a leak and there is nothing I can do about it. I feel like I’m laying in a freezer, it's so cold….I feel a drip of water coming off the ceiling of the tent, condensation!!!!


   1:00am, I’m shakin’ like a two dollar blender! Under Armor, jeans, flannel pjs, 3 pair of socks, t-shirt, wool shirt, hoodie, ski hat, and Thinsulate gloves……. I now look like Ralphie’s little brother , Randy, in the movie A Christmas Story, after he’s all bundled up to go outside……………………Its really cold……


   2:30am, the thought crosses my mind, how did Jeremiah Johnson do it with snow up to his keister and just as warm as you can be……………………………….


   3:15am, Brad hasn’t made a sound all night. I reach over to see if he has frozen to death. But no, he has better equipment, he has a winter sleeping bag, I have a summer bag. I can see my breath, the condensation has stopped because it has frozen…… Air mattress is just about out of air and I rummage around in my duffle looking for more clothes………..one pair of underwear. Can’t do much with that, oh, I could put them on my head, but if Brad woke up and saw me, I’d lose all my credibility………Then in the dark, quite, ice covered night they start. Coyotes, hundreds of them, yelping, screaming, howling for blood…………………………I’m getting carried away!!! They were loud. I thought they would wake up the whole camp but nobody stirred, nobody but me…………………………..


   5:00am, I can’t believe how cold I am. My cell phone says 31 degrees but it feels like 50 below. I have never felt this cold in my life…….coyotes still howling, I can’t sleep. I can’t move…. Brad, out like a light……I can do this, I had been a boy scout, and this is camping at its finest!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh crap, I gotta pee…….


   6:00am, I can’t hold it any longer. I unzip the tent and step out into the frozen tundra, 100 yards to the porta-pottie, I think I can make it………………………………….


   Back in the tent, I do my best to get comfortable. I start to drift off to sleep when I hear the SPL, (senior patrol leader) yell, "Everybody up!!!!"  Ah, life as a boy scout.

   All kidding aside, we had a great time Friday and Saturday. The boys did a fine job cooking breakfast and lunch and I think they learned a lot about cooking, which was the badge they were trying to earn.


   Me I learned something too, that camping is 3 flat screens, a fireplace, and a king size bed in a 40 foot fifth wheel…………………………………..




Here’s looking at you kid,……………………………..