It wouldn't be the weekend without Sunday. And right now, that's the only reason I can immediately call up to explain its existence. Like bookends, Saturday and Sunday represent the end of one and the beginning of the next.. Unlike Saturday, my level of optimism is tamer on Sunday for as sure as we're home enjoying our free time, we're also faced with the cold reality of the coming work week. Hopefully we've managed to flush out all of our yaw-yaws Friday and Saturday nights.
I woke Sunday morning a bit earlier than on Saturday. And while still present, my cold symptoms were less significant and much less a factor in my early morning disposition. I rolled out of bed around 7:30 determined to begin my day. The sky was not as gloomy as had been predicted, at least not at the moment. I was hopeful for a weather faux pas in my favor, although I wasn't about to hold my breath. Last I heard we could expect more rain throughout the day.
While exercising I tuned into ESPN to catch up on the late college football scores. To my surprise, I saw that Notre Dame came back and won that damn game against Michigan State. Impossible! Not only were they getting beat, they looked terrible, and M.S.U. was doing everything right. It was 37-20 when I fell asleep and I'm quite sure that was in the fourth quarter. Before I leashed up Ykraps and took to the neighborhood I had to tell Mindy the outcome. I knew that she'd be as surprised as me. She was.
When I returned, I made some coffee and eventually was joined downstairs by Mindy. All morning long the sun kept trying to pop out at various intervals causing my mood to be somewhat elevated. Mindy agreed to make some breakfast while I got in my run. My run went well as I took my new weekend route. Again, the traffic was much heavier than usual. When I returned breakfast was almost ready. By then the sky certainly looked more clear than cloudy. I bailed on the deck staining because of the forecasted rain. That and the fact that the Vikings game would be televised and there was no way I was gonna miss it.
After we enjoyed our eggs, Mindy and I hung another shelf in Bella's room directly above her bed. That went quick. My next objective was to make a key lime pie. While processing the pie, Mindy's ex called and asked if she would come get the kids in lieu of him having to run them over since he was in the process of moving all of his stuff out of the house, which is scheduled to close during the week. Mindy agreed to go fetch her babies. I stayed home and continued work on my pie. One of the keys to a tasty key lime pie is capturing the zest from real limes as well as fresh squeezed lime juice. Scraping the zest proved crippling after about 12 key limes (they're very tiny so it took a lot). Next time I'll use Persian limes. Soon Mindy returned with the kids. I made everything from scratch including the crust. Even after stripping more zest than I needed the mixture was yellower than I'd envisioned.I later learned that "real" key lime pie is more yellow than green. Other than the color, it went without a hitch. My first one!
About the time the pie was done baking it was Viking game time. I watched the entire first half from the edge of my seat. The Vikings lead at half time 6-3 in an old fashioned black & blue division rivalry. At the half I hurried and took a shower so that we could head off to Gloria's where not only would be having dinner but Mindy and I would also be doing some chores. I was supposed to look at her drippy/leaky kitchen faucet. and possibly even edge her yard. Last minute we decided to not take the edger since the grass and ground was still saturated from all the rain we had the past two days. We arrived as the 3rd quarter wore on. I watched on Gloria's kitchen television all the while working on her faucet. The Vikings went down for a short stint but ultimately intercepted Chicago's highly touted quarterback and returned it for a touchdown. Wahoo! Up 16-12. We had dropped two other would be interceptions earlier, one was a sure TD, so I was very happy we'd finally made them pay. I got the faucet all back together and it looked brand new. Unfortunately, it still dripped. I resigned myself to the fact that we'd have to replace the faucet. Much like a tornado, suddenly, without warming , the Viking game went south. With time running out on the hapless Bears and with the Vikings driving on a third and 2. The Vikings fumbled the hand-off and the Bears recovered rejuvenating an otherwise dead Bears team. Seconds later the Bears drove into the endzone and took the lead. CRAP! With time running down (less than a minute) the Viking last hope, a 4th and 4, Brad Johnson over threw his receiver to seal the win for the Bears. I hate to lose!
For dinner we had chicken, home fries, and baked beans. For dessert we had my key lime pie, cheese cake, and fudge. Mindy's family gets really excited when Gloria makes her fudge. Come 7pm we packed up the Trooper with our gear and kids and returned to our home where I immediately walked Ykraps. After the kids were in bed (after a much needed bath) Mindy and I chatted for a while as we watched a little of the Sunday Night NFL game. By 9:30pm we headed to bed.
It wouldn't be the weekend without Sunday. And right now, that's the only reason I can immediately call up to explain its existence. Like bookends, Saturday and Sunday represent the end of one and the beginning of the next.. Unlike Saturday, my level of optimism is tamer on Sunday for as sure as we're home enjoying our free time, we're also faced with the cold reality of the coming work week. Hopefully we've managed to flush out all of our yaw-yaws Friday and Saturday nights.
I woke Sunday morning a bit earlier than on Saturday. And while still present, my cold symptoms were less significant and much less a factor in my early morning disposition. I rolled out of bed around 7:30 determined to begin my day. The sky was not as gloomy as had been predicted, at least not at the moment. I was hopeful for a weather faux pas in my favor, although I wasn't about to hold my breath. Last I heard we could expect more rain throughout the day.
While exercising I tuned into ESPN to catch up on the late college football scores. To my surprise, I saw that Notre Dame came back and won that damn game against Michigan State. Impossible! Not only were they getting beat, they looked terrible, and M.S.U. was doing everything right. It was 37-20 when I fell asleep and I'm quite sure that was in the fourth quarter. Before I leashed up Ykraps and took to the neighborhood I had to tell Mindy the outcome. I knew that she'd be as surprised as me. She was.
When I returned, I made some coffee and eventually was joined downstairs by Mindy. All morning long the sun kept trying to pop out at various intervals causing my mood to be somewhat elevated. Mindy agreed to make some breakfast while I got in my run. My run went well as I took my new weekend route. Again, the traffic was much heavier than usual. When I returned breakfast was almost ready. By then the sky certainly looked more clear than cloudy. I bailed on the deck staining because of the forecasted rain. That and the fact that the Vikings game would be televised and there was no way I was gonna miss it.
After we enjoyed our eggs, Mindy and I hung another shelf in Bella's room directly above her bed. That went quick. My next objective was to make a key lime pie. While processing the pie, Mindy's ex called and asked if she would come get the kids in lieu of him having to run them over since he was in the process of moving all of his stuff out of the house, which is scheduled to close during the week. Mindy agreed to go fetch her babies. I stayed home and continued work on my pie. One of the keys to a tasty key lime pie is capturing the zest from real limes as well as fresh squeezed lime juice. Scraping the zest proved crippling after about 12 key limes (they're very tiny so it took a lot). Next time I'll use Persian limes. Soon Mindy returned with the kids. I made everything from scratch including the crust. Even after stripping more zest than I needed the mixture was yellower than I'd envisioned.I later learned that "real" key lime pie is more yellow than green. Other than the color, it went without a hitch. My first one!
About the time the pie was done baking it was Viking game time. I watched the entire first half from the edge of my seat. The Vikings lead at half time 6-3 in an old fashioned black & blue division rivalry. At the half I hurried and took a shower so that we could head off to Gloria's where not only would be having dinner but Mindy and I would also be doing some chores. I was supposed to look at her drippy/leaky kitchen faucet. and possibly even edge her yard. Last minute we decided to not take the edger since the grass and ground was still saturated from all the rain we had the past two days. We arrived as the 3rd quarter wore on. I watched on Gloria's kitchen television all the while working on her faucet. The Vikings went down for a short stint but ultimately intercepted Chicago's highly touted quarterback and returned it for a touchdown. Wahoo! Up 16-12. We had dropped two other would be interceptions earlier, one was a sure TD, so I was very happy we'd finally made them pay. I got the faucet all back together and it looked brand new. Unfortunately, it still dripped. I resigned myself to the fact that we'd have to replace the faucet. Much like a tornado, suddenly, without warming , the Viking game went south. With time running out on the hapless Bears and with the Vikings driving on a third and 2. The Vikings fumbled the hand-off and the Bears recovered rejuvenating an otherwise dead Bears team. Seconds later the Bears drove into the endzone and took the lead. CRAP! With time running down (less than a minute) the Viking last hope, a 4th and 4, Brad Johnson over threw his receiver to seal the win for the Bears. I hate to lose!
For dinner we had chicken, home fries, and baked beans. For dessert we had my key lime pie, cheese cake, and fudge. Mindy's family gets really excited when Gloria makes her fudge. Come 7pm we packed up the Trooper with our gear and kids and returned to our home where I immediately walked Ykraps. After the kids were in bed (after a much needed bath) Mindy and I chatted for a while as we watched a little of the Sunday Night NFL game. By 9:30pm we headed to bed.
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