Sunday, August 22, 2010

Lanesboro, MN

Warren and I are off on a mini vacation to Lanesboro Tuesday morning.  We will stay at a B & B we have enjoyed before.  The bikes will be packed in the back of Warren's pick up as the trails are plentiful.  We will also bring along some books to read.  It will be a three day two night get away.  We are hoping it recharges us for the fall harvest season ahead. I plan to take lots of pictures and bore you when we return.

My Dad has had some health issues lately.  He went into the hospital early on the 12.  At first they said he had food poisoning but now are not so sure.  He came home on Tuesday.  Every day he shows some small improvements in his ability to get around but as of now he is using a walker with assistance.  Therapy is helping him regain strength and a bit of mobility.  Cindi has been his around the clock nurse and without her they would not have been able to have him home.  Mom and I have taken care of the many details and phone calls that have been needed the past week or so.  Health care  is not an easy road to travel.  Hopefully with a bit of time and assistance they will be able to enjoy life again.

Friday, August 20, 2010

First Day of School

Our two sweet neighbor girls came for breakfast on their first day of 
school Wednesday.  Most mornings they join me for breakfast.  Hannah 
has to catch the bus earlier for middle school so the over lap time
is about five minutes tops.  Kelsey usually has an omelet and Hannah cinnamon
toast or granola..  Both served with Sunny Delight.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Iowa Irish Fest

In 2007 a Waterloo Irish Pub had an afternoon party in the parking lot behind their building.  Every year this event has grown.  Now they commander a local park and the block in front of the pub.  We went for the first time last year.  This year I came armed with a camera. 

There were some real and not so real Irish dancers.  
This group of dancers travels the world and wins award.

They had Highland Games.  
This one involved lifting a pole and if successful tossing it end over end.

Just to get the pole off the ground is a feat.

 A pitch fork is stuck into a gunny sack that has been stuffed with straw.  This is tossed behind and above you over a pole that is raised higher after every round.  Both gals and guys competed in this game.
They also threw rocks and a weight over a bar.  Warren and I could just imagine how the games came into being years ago in rural Ireland.  Being an Iowa farm boy Warren recalls that he could toss bales seven high.  Being German they were tossed up to the one stacking bales and no Tom Foolery was allowed.  
There was no Guinness in his household.

I became fascinated by the question of "What is a guy supposed to wear with his kilt."

Work boots? Sandals? Tennis shoes? Cleats?

Tall socks, no socks?

Kilt hose and flashes.  
My next question is what do you wear under the kilt?