What's Going On?

I have to send this to everyone.  Amy sent me an e-mail about Buffy ~ who is aged and infirm and is 13 years old!  Amy says that Buffy has turned into Dad.  Why you ask?  Well, today Buffy would only eat the butter that her medicine was in.  What you say?  Yes, Dad in his dietary craziness - nothing green, and the majority in the Snickers, mashed potatoes, M&M's food category - did one day eat butter.  I can't remember if he ate it on anything - he probably did, but it was alot of butter.  

And of course, he wasn't eating good butter - it was probably I Can't Believe It's Not Butter, or some other version.  Amy served Buffy Kerry Gold Irish Butter.  I keep Land O' Lakes butter in the house now, but I have never had the Kerry Gold.  Might have to try it.  And here is the photo that Amy sent with her e-mail:

I think she is flipping me off.  Pretty sure.

Ok - we are having a series of storms and night before last I heard a transformer blow and yep, out power went out for 5 hours.  And when the power goes out, so does the sump pump.  And when it rains and the sump pump doesn't work you get water where it shouldn't go.  

I went into the basement ........ and no water.  A miracle!!!!!!  I do have to go down and replace some light bulbs and get ready to get the holiday decorations out, but I am very happy that I don't have water.  And believe me, we have had LOTS of water down there.

I have been watching all the baseball games and they have been great!  This afternoon the Orioles have to win, or they are done.  I can live with that because they outdid their expectations and they were alot of fun.  I am cheering for the SF Giants - and what a great series SF vs Baltimore would be!  Would Jane and Emma be making voodoo dolls of great Oriole players?  Maybe.  Hopefully not of the great Cal Ripkin, whose number 8 is the same as sweet darling Hunter Pence.

Tomorrow night Amy and I are off to the Air and Space museum to hear one of Dad's classmates speak.  This time is it James Lovell speaking - the astronaut.  We all went to hear our Uncle Bud speak on the spy planes (and he was great!  You can see his speech replayed on the internet.)  Hopefully Captain Lovell will be as good.

And, in case you are wondering, the remote is still gone.  I am doing Mom's laundry and it is not mixed in with her sheets.  It will show up sometime somewhere.

Love, Leslie