Tackle It Tuesday–They Got Stuck

Tackle It Tuesday Meme
Well, I was all set to do my own tackle today, but, as you’ll see–I’m just too worn out from watching the Wright Tree Service guys get Unstuck.

They’ve been here for about a week trimming trees along the power line in our yard. They came today to load up their equipment.

I was pretty upset with them yesterday for making me cry by mutilating my favorite tree. I guess God allowed me a small bit of vindication this morning. He definitely has a sense of humor. I know, I know. It’s probably bad theology to believe God got back at these suckers. But it makes me laugh.

VINDICATION
(in other words, here’s your payback you sorry suckers,
you should have never hacked up my pretty tree.)

So it starts off with the guys trying to get the trailer lined up so they can put the big tree trimmer on it. But they can’t back up a trailer, so it gets stuck in our driveway and Phil has to call off work. Dude–bonus!
Here’s Phil eating his egg, ham, and cheese on toast while enjoying the spectacle.
Oops. Lookie there. The big tree trimmer is stuck in the mud. Darn it.
Wright Tree Company. They’re brilliant!
Notice the worker guys: “How we gonna get that out now?”
Dead Asian Beetles (or as Zane calls them, Biddle bugs) while I laugh and cackle
at the worker guys who don’t have a brain combined.
“Let’s try backing it up further into the mud.”
My morning coffee. Did I mention how much I enjoyed this morning?
“Oh crapola! I think we’re gonna flip it.”
Now they’ve wenched the big machine free, let’s see how they get the trailer unstuck
Chuck wants to watch the folly
“Oh.Oh.Oh. I have an idea. Let’s plow some snow with the big machine. That might help.
I skipped about 50 pictures. They’re finally leaving. I’m still laughing.
The plowed snow and trenches they made with their equipment.
I think I’ll email my blog to the boss.
Maybe not. I don’t want them in trouble. It tickled me to no end to see them so stuck.
Maybe next time they’ll stay away from our house.

Overheard

In my kitchen this morning:

Zane: Can I have Cocoa Puffs for breakfast?
Me: Sure.
Zane: Cool!
Me: Guess what my all-time, super-favorite cereal was when I was a kid?
Zane: What?
Me: Cocoa Puff?
Zane: Whoa! I didn’t know they made those back when you were a kid.
Me: Yep. (sighing)
Me again: They even said, “I’m cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs” on the commercials.
Zane: They had commercials then too?

Tagged 10, 20, 30

Jen tagged me with the 10-20-30 meme quite some time ago. So I’m a little behind. Or I have a big behind. Whatever. The point is you have to say what you were doing 10, 20, and 30 years ago.

Let’s see. 10 years ago would have been 1997. Phil and I were on the road (truck driving), having sex in every state. Oh. Did I say that out loud? Anyway, we were planning and saving for me to come off the road so I could get pregnant. Which I did in 1998.

20 years ago…1987. I was a sophomore at Edison Senior High in Lake Station, Indiana. I was dating Matt Sizemore. I think I lost my virginity that year. I know the date, just not quite the year. The date’s easy to remember June 9. That would be 6/9. Yeah, you get it huh? Let’s see what else. My great-grandpa died. I’m pretty sure that was the year my dad had his nervous breakdown and held a crossbow to me saying, “I brought you into this world, I’ll take you out.” I must have moved out of my house that year, too. I probably started smoking then. I know I started drinking then. A lot. But I was attentive enough to make straight A’s, be in the top 1o of my class and get inducted into the National Honor Society. I’m sure there’s more. Stick around, I’m bound to spill some good stories.

30 years ago…1977. Wow. Ok. I was 5 years old. I was in kindergarten playing on the jungle gym that I thought was humongous. That’s about all I can remember from 1977. That was a long time ago.

I’m tagging Robin, Alexis, Kay, Heather, and Jenny.

Discovery News–we come from dust

Somehow this is strikingly hilarious to me.

Oct. 10, 2007 — Astronomers have taken a baby step in trying to answer the cosmic question of where we come from.

Planets and much on them, including humans, come from dust

Genesis 2:7 Then the LORD God formed the man from the dust of the ground. He breathed the breath of life into the man’s nostrils, and the man became a living person.

“It [the dust] is formed in the wind,” of the black holes, Markwick-Kemper said. Gas molecules collide in the searing heat of the quasar, which is thousands of degrees Fahrenheit, and form clusters.

“These clusters grow bigger and bigger until you can call them dust grains,” she said.

The forgot to ask where the gas comes from!

I imagine God sitting in the black hole blowing gas bubbles out like a child on a nice summer day. 🙂

New (Made Up) Words

Phil: Zane, did you try your cup on yet? You need to know how to put it on, go get it.

Zane: Ok

Zane trots off making obnoxious boy noises and armpit farts. He comes back and hands the cup to Phil.

Phil: This one has underwear, I got this one so it would be easier for you to get on.

Zane: A cup with underwear. Cool! Cupperware!!