LUCKY TONIGHT?

Happy 30th Anniversary to Auntie B and Unkie G!
Ahhh! The romance of it all. New family contest-What do you think Unkie G was reading to Auntie B that got them so excited?










A blast from the past! It was a beautiful wedding!

2 minutes away from hockey

Just an update since everyone has been wondering why we have not been posting lately, but Auntie P. decided that she was going thru baseball withdrawal and it was time to catch a few games. With that in mind we headed off last Sat., bound for Harrisburg, Pa., and a date with the H-burg Senators and the Portland whatevers. The weather, bad as it was here, was worse the farther south we travelled, and as a result, despite the scene that Auntie made at the box office, the game was postponed. We were on a tight schedule so we had to drive on the Frederick, Md. for a Sunday game between the Frederick Keys and the Potomac Nationals (formerly the Cannons--Kristen's used to be favorite team).



The good news was that the game from the previous day had been interrupted, and was being concluded on Sunday, before the regular game---almost a doubleheader. Auntie was really excited. Her enthusiasm was reduced a bit as a screaming line drive came within a foot or so, but she of course made a valiant, though unsuccessful play on the ball. She did find a comfortable and safe place to continue watching the game.

Monday was scheduled to drive into D.C. to see the Nats play the Cinn. Reds. The timing was great and we got a chance to experience downtown DC rush hour traffic. Unkie always enjoys challenges and usually finds a way to get into the wrong lane and wind up in Virginia, which he did this time too. We did find the stadium and the game but the Nats were not pounding the ball with their usual efficiency and wound up on the short end of a 4-2 score.


Tuesday was a 10:35 A.M. game between the Hagerstown Sun and their hated rivals, the Lake County Captains. We had a bit of a drive but Auntie was up bright and early, eager to get on the road to be assured of prime seats for what would certainly be a classic battle.


We arrived to find a bit of labor unrest and that the game was being attended by all of the middle school aged children in western Maryland, but that only made the day that much more delightful.

Although the day was yet young, and the Altoona Curve were playing at home that evening, I had to tell Auntie that it was time to head back to East Aurora and she would have to see the Curve play another time.

Game 1 Saturday 22, 2006 : Sabres 3 Flyers 2 ... 2 OT

These pictures can be found on mikelynaugh.com, I hope he doesn't mind. These are great pictures. He was just to the left behind the goal, row 1. Nice.
Saturday nights game was spent eating chicken fingers and drinking cold Canadian beer. I pretty much did the same thing last night minus the fingers add nachos and cheese. I stuck with Molson Canadian Light for both nights, I'm drinking light beer now until the cast comes off. Okay, enough about me.

























The period really shoulld read 5. It was won in double OT.
Okay, now we're off to Philly.

GO SABRES!!!

mad adam

Adam's getting mad that cousin jff, the yankee lover has 80 posts. Its time for someone to step up to the plate and craft a new log, before adam gets postal on your a$$

Since The Incident Part II

By JT Pilaf

Ever since I've started wearing my new hat there's a lot of little things that I really can't do. I've been bugging Emma and Zachary every five minutes to get me this and get me that. They're being really good about accomadating daddy's little requests. I'm sure I'm getting on everyone's nerves. But I'm in great spirits.

I currently have a bad head cold and when I leave a room to go to another TV room I ask the kids to bring me my personal box of kleenex. It takes them awhile but eventually they bring it to me. In the meantime I have a river flowing into my mouth. Since the freak accident there's also a lot of things I can't currently do that I would love to do.

Right now I just sit in front of the TV with my cold beer watching afternoon baseball games. Thank goodness the Yankees played three afternoon games last week and swept the powerful Kansas City Royals.

I used to love goin to Australia with my buddy Jamone and catching kangaroos and dressing them up. Then we'd hop over to a local bar and see if we could get the kangaroos in without anyone noticing or asking for their ID. Man, those are good times.

Don't worry Jamone I'll be there soon.

All I can do now is watch reruns of Captain Kangaroo.

I used to love waking up early in the morning, driving down to the beach and surfing in the morning waves. We're spoiled living in Buffalo. You definitely get great Lake Erie surf waves that you can ride for hours, days even, and that morning surf can be a religious experience.

Another activity in Buffalo is skiing. Just outside of Buffalo, 30 minutes away, are steep hills that can be enjoyed . I'll miss swishing down the hills in my bright yellow and pink outfit trying to catch everyone's eye (mostly the ski bunnies) . I'm a little bit of a showoff. But believe it or not, there's very little snow left in Buffalo in April. So even though I can't ski because I'm in a full cast, I really couldn't because my skis would get caught in the grass.

In the meantime I'll probably just hang out with my two buddies, Slappy and Skeets, in Skeets' garage. We will probably talk about backhair, politics, Tom Delay's situation, the Buffalo Bills future, Canada's health insurance program, and Skeets' toenail collection. We may not be much to look at, but when we set our minds to it, we can accomplish anything.

I won't be running with my book club anytime soon. The "weekend warriors" as we call ourselves, would put on our skimpiest shorts and and tops and run around the streets of Buffalo for hours.

Instead, I'll just keep watching the Super Bowl tape from a couple years ago of Justin Timberlake taking off Janet Jackson's top. That poor girl, she was just trying to put on a good show and that wardrobe malfunction nearly humiliated her. I hope that tailor caught her rath. That person should never work again. How could you forget to sew the top of someone's outfit? Hello, isn't that knitting 101? Even I took Home Economics in high school. I almost passed too.

I won't be climbing garage anytime soon. Just last summer I added these plastic rocks and would have a ball climbing my garage with the kids and their friends from the n neighborhood. Sandra wanted a garden back there anyway. It's probably for the best, after Emma's four year old friend fell off last year our home owner's insurance went up.

So, here I'll just sit and rest, my family loves taking care of me. The kids are always offering to get me something and Sandra's been beyond wonderful. She just recently went to Victoria Secrets to get a new outfit. She's probably buying a french maid's outfit so we can role play. She's so good to me.

Sandra wanted me to add that I am allowed to drive. I just can't do anything when I get there. So, if you hear someone beeping their horn ooutside your house. It's probably just me driving by waving outside the window. Feel free to wave back.

MYSAN ANTONIO STORY

After a lot of thinking and not taking anything away from my daughter, "B"'s blog, which I thought was great, I decided that maybe you might like my version of the Texas trip.

The plane rides were perfect, but the most enjoyable parts were being pushed around in the wheelchair in the large airports. The girls were always tossing a coin and I was wondering why?

(we tossed the coin to see who got stuck pushing her) Anyway we were always allowed to pre board which saved me from standing in line!
San Antonio was beautiful and niece Pat and her husand Frank were wonderful hosts. I had my own room and a bath and was treated royally. There were twin beds in the room however no one took up the other bed as they said I snored!

We took many wonderful road trips! However, the girls insisted on snapping my picture every place we went. When I opened the out house door, snap, when I ordered a beer, snap, when I was eating, when I was dozing and then one day, they stuck a cowboy hat on my head, hung a basket on my arm, and shoved a muskat in my hand and told me to look mean! Being the little old frail lady that I am, I tried very hard. How did I do?

In the evening we played poker, and sometimes I won a few hands, and when I won they said I was playing cut throat! I never told them I learned them how to play watching "MASH" re-runs. The whole trip was just fantastic! The bad part was that it went far to fast!

The trip home did have one bad spot, at the San Antonio airport. I never realized how threatening I looked! They searched my poor body from head to toe! My daughters were clearly upset at this, I quess they do love me after all!

Anyway we got home safely, where they dropped me off, and I have not seen either one of them since! They did take one last picture, and I think it must have been a dandy as they drove off laughing! I hope I get to see those pictures, or maybe I better not!

Much love to all

Gram

proud papa

I don't want to bump the san antonio blog, but people have asked, and I wanted to share the latest pic.

The Saga Continues.....

I am a pretty early riser, I would get up at my normal "work " time, sneak out quietly

and watch the sunrise, the flora and fawna, my sis slept a tad later, but she would always bring me a cup of coffee, once she layered up of course!

I think one of the best touristy things we did was the RiverWalk. We did the boat tour, which was about 20 minutes but showed all the restaurants, and hotels that follow along the San Antonio river. The powers that be of San Antonio did it right. It was mobbed with people who could not spend there money fast enough! Pix below are of the River Walk boat tour.

I know I need to devote some time to our most gracious hosts! To say the invasion of the Holtz's merits some some sort of an award is an understatement! But we were so gracioulsy and warmly welcomed that we felt at home immediately! Frank, Pat's husband, is a retired Colonel, a 30 yr Army veteran who welcomed us so warmly, opened his heart and his home, had cold labatts, ready ,a wine closet, fully stocked, and cheerfully carted us from pillar to post that he should be awarded a medal! Below is Frank in the quest house. Frank was also quite the prankster, the outhouse on the ranch came fully equipped, with bathroom noises and a cowboy!

to the left is Popo's

Chicken Fried Steak YUM.

In the pict is Barb's daughter, Tricia, Frank and Pat.

Now would'nt this picture entice you to come to the Eagle Ranch!

To the right is Sue and I trying to figure out the electric gate! Rest assured no animal was lost on our watch!

to the left is Sue next to a field of Texas BlueBonnetts. This picture does not do the brillant color of blue justice! The best part of our trip was a stop at a huge, green house/plant ranch. It was amazing. Gramma sat while we shopped but she was kept busy as the Ranch had a little snack bar that had home made peach ice cream.

I always tried to keep scratch off's handy to keep Gramma busy!

To the left is a few games of GOLF at the Baltimore airport, as we had a 4 hour layover, and cards was just about the only thing left to do, and Gramma was out of scratch offs!

I have lots more pictures, but these are the high lites.

Our trip was undescribable. The sights, the sounds, the time with family, to share love, laughs and memories old and some new. It was days that Mom glowed remembering little girls, who were as much a part of her teen yrs, as Jeff was mine! There was a plaque in one of the bazillion shops we went into that read "When Family is Togother, The Soul is in the right place" Please know our soul was in Texas, and a small piece remains there. Gods Blessings to Pat and Frank, how do we ever say thank you? You allowed us to be togother in the most gorgous of settings, and share our life. May you always have enough rain to keep the well full, enough sunshine that the plants grow, and enough time to enjoy both!

Much Love to you both!