Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Holy Cats!

I cannot believe it's been so long! Since I've joined the Facebook world, I guess I've just forgotten about the blogland.

We've been pretty busy, but things are going pretty good.

Last month found us in South Carolina for the Maxxis National Championship kart races. Rokimus made the show both days as did Moosie. (Moosie was in the beginner class, so all those karters were allowed to race the feature.) Moosie did not race Sunday as she felt it was not worth it if they weren't going to put transponders on the karts. (Transponders keep track of speed and racing positions.) Rokimus had some rough luck on both days of racing, but he kept on driving! It amazes me that he has such drive and heart for this sport. As soon as his jacket, gloves and helmet go on, he is one focused person! We have two more races on the schedule for this year. This weekend will find us in Brandon, MS at our first attempt for indoor kart racing. Both kids will race, with Rokimus racing in at least two classes, probably three. The following weekend will be a local track make up race for points. After that, I'll be racing to get the house work done that doesn't seem to get done during racing season.

I'm also planning for a trip next month to NEW YORK CITY!! :) I'm very excited and very nervous. As one who does not care for people invading my personal space, I feel it will be a very "learning" experience. We'll be there for about a week and plan to take in the Sony Wonder Lab, the Rockettes at Radio City, Lady Liberty (including the crown), not to mention the art museums and of course, the window displays! We're staying at the Hotel Beacon for most of the trip, so I'm thinking of getting us tickets to a show at the Beacon Theatre for one of those nights. Actually, just now, linking the Theatre, I've found a Cirque du Soleil performance at the WaMu that looks great!

I did have my hand doc appointment last month. He's released me. They are thinking that it's becoming an arthritic situation. Right now, there's not enough pain for me to see a specialist. Last week, I did have to get one finger sliced open due to an infection around my nail that puffed up and looked horrendous! It felt even worse. I'm on antibiotics for a few more days and the finger is much better!

So, really, besides the homeschooling, racing, trip-planning, working and minor health issues, life is good here. :)

Take care - Me

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Better, kinda...

So, homeschooling is going better. I'm trying to be more relaxed about it, not stressing over every... single... thing. :) I'm not saying that every day is a glorious, education-filled dream of living, but it's getting better for the kids and me. I can say that I'm very thankful for Schoolhouse Rocks and chemistry experiments! They're even wanting to listen to the Schoolhouse Rocks while they go to sleep now.

Last week was pretty crazy. My life kind of crazy. We traveled to Missouri for a big race where Rokimus was somewhat a guest of honor. The Saturday before the trip, I had to go work a golf tournament that was named after Mother. On the way there, I hit a rabbit with the Honda and kept on going. Just a rabbit, right? I said my usual prayer to Francis and kept on. Speedy was home working on gokarts and trying to get the video ready for upload on our racing site. He broke the camcorder trying to get a tape in/out. Great.

Fast forward to Monday. Took the Honda to work and to transport two of the dogs and one cat to the vet for boarding/spading. The kids and I smelled something on the way home, but figured it was Charlie the basset mix who is notorious for getting car sick. I washed all protective coverings when I got home.

Tuesday - day before trip. Get in the Honda after schooling to run errands in town. Smell something horrible. Go next door to my in-laws to tell kids bye. Open hood. Proceed to almost toss my cookies in near by bushes. Remember hitting rabbit. Shit. Figure I probably hit it harder than I thought and there must be pieces left in there. Go in the house, very kindly, very beggingly ask Grandaddy Chief if he would power wash the engine compartment. We go up to the shop and open the hood again. Then we notice that the front bumper where the grill is located is broken. He takes off the top part of the bumper. There's the entire, dead, putrid rabbit laying there. That rabbit broke the bumper grill, bent the AC compressor into the radiator and now I'm on my way to the body shop for $2500 worth of damage. From a rabbit. The day before our trip. Thank goodness we were taking the BAT. (big ass truck) Finally go to nearest big town to get replacement camcorder for big race weekend. Get back home and work on laundry until late in the night. The last load, which held my good shorts, some of Speedy's work clothes and some children clothing also contained a red crayon. A crayon that proceeded to melt all over my dryer and the load of clothing.

Friday. We've made it to Missouri. Rokimus is practicing in his newly won kart. Only it's not the body he can race in. They don't know where that one is. Should be in that night. I'm shooting (photographing) the practices. Life is good. Then... nothing. My beloved Nikon D80 stopped. Completely. Err flashing at me. No pictures being saved by the memory card. Shutter still working. It's dead. Luckily, my sister is there with her Coolpix and lets me use it.

Racing - The body did get there. The pit crew we were told would be in charge were great until their kart started racing. The kid (probably early 20's) supposed to be helping us didn't even show for one of the races and then didn't get enough fuel in for the qualifying of the big race. Rokimus gave 100% and I am proud of the way he kept on going even though things weren't running quite as smooth as we'd hoped. A tire came off in one of the features, so he didn't even get to finish that race. Just stuff like that. The kind of race night where you're just ready for it to be over. Don't get me wrong, I'm still humbled and thankful that Rokimus was chosen for this and that we got to meet some really neat racing people that generously donated the kart, motor, clutch, graphics, tires and time. I just wish that we would have had a clearer picture about how the pits and racing would be handled. How we run the pitting and kart set up is a bit different than how they do it and that's an adjustment, especially when mistakes and overlooks keep happening and you feel like you have no control over it.

So, right now, things are better. I'm certainly glad to be back in the land of red dirt. I have the Honda back and it looks great and smells even better! We've got a new kart sitting in the shop ready to head to the track this weekend for another big race. Schooling is going smoother and I'm really enjoying being around the kids to watch them learn. The new camcorder has a few bugs and we're undecided about returning right now. My camera has to be sent in for repairs and that will take at least two weeks and who knows how much money. I'm trying to plead my case about getting a Nikon D300, but when I look at my old refrigerator, it's hard to justify spending that kind of money. The crayon load of laundry is soaking in the washer right now, so we'll see about that. Shout and Tide Coldwater can do amazing things for crayons. I should know, I've used it before!

Take care - Me

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Breathe, just breathe...

So, how are you?

Me? Oh, I'm crazy... I mean fine, really, I'm fine.

We started homeschooling this week. Monday, in fact. I still have all my hair. The kids are still alive. That's good - right? I have been researching homeschooling for about 3 years now. Do you know how good those books, articles, blogs and e-zines can make it sound? How easy? Check it out - you'll see.

There is a part of me that thinks I should be wearing a hippy-cool, hand-dyed, organic shirt over some fab linen slacks (full leg, of course) while chanting and holding hands with my children as we learn of far away places and their cultures. We'd fix fantastical meals based on the country we'd study, learn their music and art, their religions. Then, we'd fall into each others arms with a blissful, well-educated sigh.

This is not our reality. Our reality is that I just realized today that we have yet to cover any history or social studies. ANY. At all. None. We have covered the basics of Chemistry. They love it. We have started into multiplication while refreshing our addition and subtraction. We've worked on the tenses, prepositions, dual-meaning words and various other grammatical items. We've read. We've written. We've cried. We've cursed. Oh wait - that was just me. We've smoked way too many cigarettes. Again - just me.

Sitting here tonight in the silence, with all kinds of books, notebooks and learning materials surrounding me, I think I've come to a new way of thinking. Stop stressing. Stop worrying that he's meeting every Mississippi requirement. Isn't that why we're homeschooling? To learn at our paces? To learn in an interesting way? Rokimus is having a very difficult transition with his Mom becoming his teacher. I'm also having difficulties. In the back of my head are the voices of those around me who are not on board with this endeavor. The ones who doubt I can do this. Honestly, those voices may be imagined, but they are still there. Am I good enough? I feel like a horrible person when I get aggravated that he won't sit down and pay attention. That he won't think for himself - just think. Read something, think about it and implement it. Do they not teach that in the school system anymore? Is it just me? And then, when he's done complaining and whining and figures out that I'm not giving into his crap - he'll do it. ARGH. Why did it take him 20 minutes of all that just to figure out that he's still got to do it?!

So, luckily Moosie is loving this. It helps to know that. I think I may attempt to work them separately somewhat. I may even slack off on the formal educational side of things and work on their thinking/implementing skills. This mainly shows up in worksheets that I've given them. We'll still be working on the education, but I've got to find a different way to approach it with Rokimus.

Anywho. That's what's going on here. That and we're traveling to Missouri next week. You see, Rokimus has won a really large contest through a racing magazine. He's going to represent them in a really big race up there next week. Then after the race, we get to pack up that about $6000 kart and bring it home. So, cool, huh? :)

Take care - Me

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Can we keep her?

I am currently hosting a friend's daughter. I have had the privilege to have her in my house since Sunday afternoon. I think the plan (her parent's plan) is for her to return home on Saturday. Their plan and mine do not match up. I think I'm keeping her. I know I want to. I think that she's really my daughter, I just didn't give birth to her. I guess that would have to count for something though - the whole birth-giving thing. The thing is, even my kids want to keep her. I think we've rescued too many strays - they think if a creature stays around for more than a night or two, they get to decide if we keep it or not.

So, while I don't think my plan to keep her will work out, I do want her folks to understand that they have done a fantabulous job raising this young lady. I also want to let you know that we may not be available to answer any phones or emails until I'm ready to give her up. We have caller ID & know how to use it. :) I also know Mar's love for the roads that have to be taken to get to my house, so I feel somewhat safe keeping her at my house.

I may be able to bribe my children into releasing your child back into your custody if we can hand-deliver her and insure that she is better off at your house by having an in-home evaluation period of a few days.

I'm just say'n.

Take care - Me

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Not so happy...


Happy Birthday Mom.

I miss you, the kids miss you and generally everyone I've talked to lately misses your smile.

Sis and I are going to town to each lunch today. I told the kids I'd get some flowers to plant and a couple of balloons to release. Rokimus started crying last night. He misses you. If I remember correctly, it's the first time he's really cried about you being gone. There's so much that you're not here to see, to touch, to respond to. I know you like the term "stop to smell the flowers" but I'm going to have to take your post-surgery version of "flip the flowers" for today. I am happy that you were born, I am grateful that we had you for as long as we did and knew you until our adulthood and that my kids have memories of you. But really - this sucks.




Take care - Me

Monday, June 29, 2009

Life lately...

I know it's been a while since my last real update on here, but really, when life gets as strange as it's been - it's just hard to actually put it all into words. And it really does seem surreal. And it doesn't seem to be letting off either.

Grab some coffee - iced if you're down south and temps are setting records.

About mid-May, my newest girl dog (named incredibly, creatively Girl) jumped the backyard fence via some left over brick stacks and got hit by our music minister in our driveway. She disappeared for a couple of days but upon arrival I knew something was drastically wrong. Her back leg would not work at all. It simply hung and was incredibly swollen. Several hundred dollars later, no less than 2 surgeries involving pins and screws, 5 weeks in the house, one remote, 2 CDs, 1 book, 2 notebooks, 1/2 bottle of GermX and 2 knitting projects later and she's doing just fine having been returned to the backyard. Where she wants to be. Where my hubby wants her to be. What kind is she you ask? What special breed is this worthy canine? She is a mutt, the best kind in my opinion. She wandered up last winter and we've kept her. I even had her trained. So, she is a very very expensive mutt that prefers to be in the backyard and doesn't want to come out of that yard. And all those trips back and forth to the vet? She shits. Profusely. In the Honda. Consistently. Even if no one feeds her. Even if we walk her for an hour before the trip. Profuse. Stinky. Shit.
Here's Girl on her recovery pillow.


Mother's stone on a beautiful hill in Wisconsin.

About the time Girl got done with the 2nd surgery, I received a call from my aunt telling me that Mother's stone was set. Crooked. Very unleveled. As in, she noticed it before she got out of her car. One cousin stated that Ray Charles could have set it straighter. So, I call the memorial company (18 hours away from here) and arrange for them to meet my aunt/cousins, etc. to have it straightened. She calls after that. Yes, it's beautiful. It's straight. Unfortunately, it's not over Mother. Huh? Mother is not in the plot she should be in. You see, my mother always had a terrible sense of direction and apparently, something carried through even after death. She was buried (last year, the first time) in one of my aunt's plots. Even though my sister and I went back and forth with the cemetery folks for 2 months or more before burying her urn. Now, they've put her in the wrong plot. I mean, what exactly do you call that? Reburial? Replanting? Transplanting? F!&$ up? That's what I call it. Especially when they have the audacity to give us 2 options: 1) We can come up and move her ourselves; 2) We can pay them AGAIN to move her. WTF?! Do they honestly think that I'm going to pay them one more cent, much less let them place a finger on her urn?! Incredible! And when speaking to my sister about this on the phone, they made a comment about what they had done when this had happened previously. So, needless to say, my sister and I flew up to Wisconsin to take care of Mother (we did) and to settle some land deed issues. I can actually say that after 37 years I was finally able to put my mother in her place! (I never would have done that while she was alive!) :)

Mother's stone, with Mother's urn in the midst of the reburial, replanting, putting in place, etc.



Also, I finally returned to the hand specialist for the surgery follow up. (delay much, me?) One spot was an osteochondroma and is now gone from all images. The other spot (on top of the knuckle) was removed, and is growing back. ARGH! This week I returned to try another round of cortisone in that area. My goal is to delay yet another surgery for as long as possible. If you're keeping count, it will be the third surgery.

So, while all that was going on, racing is still happening. We've learned that sometimes races can last onward of 12 hours. And sometimes they race in outdoor, concrete surrounded horse arenas.

The kids finished school in the top of their class. They also got to study counting money for 3.5 weeks and then moved on to measurements - on a ruler. So, after much consideration, prayer and research, I am going to be homeschooling them next year. I'm scared shitless.

That's about it. I'm sure I've forgotten somethings. As you can see, I've had a bit of bizarre going on, so it's hard to remember all of it. Oh yeah, I just remembered something. Today I got a letter informing me that there has been suspicious activity under a credit card. A credit card in Mother's name. Now, I remember calling all of her credit card companies last year and canceling them and shredding the cards. I remember having to repeat over and over less than two weeks after her death that she was dead to every single company. Sometimes more than once to more than one person. So, yes, I would say that it's suspicious activity! Now, I've got to get all of that straightened out. I really do wonder when all of that will be at peace. 'Cause really? I'm so done with strange shit that happens after someone dies. How much are we expected to deal with? Isn't it bad enough we had to watch our mother suffer and live with the knowledge she was going to die soon? Isn't it bad enough that she's gone way too early? When is it enough?

So, that's all that's going on here. Hope all is well with you. I'll try to do better about updating. :)

Take care - Me

Friday, June 12, 2009

10 years

I love you.

Going through life with you by my side means that it's a road less rough, less scary and much more doable. We've got beautiful, smart children that know we love them. We've got a life that continues on even when it doesn't seem possible. It's the knowledge that we don't expect things from each other, rather we want to be and provide for one another so that we each may be more within ourselves. By doing that, we're more for each other - more supporting, more loving. We can laugh and that in itself is a great gift.

Ten years ago I would never have expected things that have happened since. They did and we're still going strong. In fact, I think we're much stronger now than then. Thank you for being there for me. For holding my hand, walking beside me, laughing with me and just being you.

I love you. Happy 10 years.

Friday, April 10, 2009

What a difference 2 years can make...

Here's a post from a couple of years ago. Hard to believe that I've been posting, even if sporadically, for that long.

http://knitforknot.blogspot.com/2007/04/only-5-mintues.html


Since then, Mother has died. I'm no longer as involved in the church and I don't have to make the blood this year. I think they're using ketchup. Both kids are still riding horses & racing. I now own the tire store with my sister. Mostly though, I feel more disconnected than I did then. Personally. I don't want to be at the church and while I've questioned the organized religion route for quite some time, I now feel it's even less important than I used to. God, or whatever you chose to call him/her, does not solely exist in the walls of a building.

Mainly, I am missing Mother. It was two years ago that I knew she didn't feel good. We had spoken about her putting off her colonoscopy and a doctor's visit due to her mother visiting and some things at the store going on. I remember telling her to quit putting it off. I can't help but wonder if I could've said something different. Offered to drive her to the doctor, offered to work the store, etc. I think hindsight is a curse and a blessing. I realize my sister has her own feelings about this time, but this time of year is truly sad for me. I just want to crawl in a hole, wrap myself in an afghan made by her, and not come out into the world. I want to go back in time a few years back from then and insist she come to my house for Easter. I want to hold her hand one more time, share a cup of coffee, see her make her potato soup, hear her voice in my ear as her arm goes around my shoulders.

What I want and what I get are not mine to choose.

Take care - Me

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Eye candy...

So, I blew off some steam yesterday. I thought I'd give you a couple of photos for eye candy today. :)

Take care - Me


Tuesday, April 7, 2009

This one's for you "Anonymous"

To Anonymous who wishes to cuss and rant about name stealing - get some meds. I moderate these comments, and other than this one directed to you, your insane, profane, irrational Xanax-needing voice will not be heard here. Go get help.

And to help you out, here's a reference about the name in question you freak! In the South, we substitute "Daddy" for "Father."

grand⋅fa⋅ther   [gran-fah-ther, grand-] Show IPA
–noun
1. the father of one's father or mother.
2. a forefather.
3. the founder or originator of a family, species, type, etc.; the first of one's or its kind, or the one being longest in existence: the grandfather of all steam locomotives.
–verb (used with object)
4. to exempt (something or someone) from new legislation, restrictions, or requirements: The law grandfathered all banks already operating at the time of passage. He was grandfathered into the pension plan.

Origin:
1375–1425; late ME; see grand-, father


grandfather
1424, from grand + father. Replaced O.E. ealdef├Žder. The use of grand- in compounds, with the sense of "a generation older than, or younger than," is first attested c.1225, in Anglo-Fr. graund dame "grandmother." L. and Gk. had similar usages. Grandmother also first attested 1424, from M.Fr.; grandchild, grandson are later (16c.). The verb grandfather is from 1900. Grandfather clock is c.1880, from the popular song; they were previously known as tall case clocks or eight-day clocks.

Take care - Me

Sunday, April 5, 2009

A Racing We Will Go...

Rokimus is in the red kart approaching (rapidly) the black kart that had just spun out. I now need to edit the audio on the camcorder!



Moosie is in the yellow kart approaching her opponent (school friend) about to make her first racing pass. She made it successfully without spinning the other kart or herself out. I foresee many more passes in her racing career!


It's officially race season around here! Saturday night found us at the local track with both kids racing. This is Moosie's first time racing, though you'd never know it to watch her. She finished first in the heat and feature! Girl Power!! :) (Momma might be proud)

Rokimus was up against 8 other racers, aged 8-12. We're still having issues with his new set up and we couldn't get his kart to turn the RPM it needed to. He started 3rd in the heat, finishing 2nd. This position determines where you start in the feature. So, he started 2nd in the feature and finished 2nd after not being quite able to pass the 1st place racer. As this is the first race he's not won since he first started racing, I'd say he's doing just fine! :) Of course, he's already planning on how to do better next weekend at the State Series race.

For those of you who wish and are allowed - I've posted pics on the other site.


Take care - Me

Monday, March 30, 2009

4,000...

Holy cats, 4,000 poor souls have taken the time to view my small corner of the blogosphere. In reality, it's probably the same 4 friends checking to see if I've finally updated. For you and any others that have listened to my random thought process, my grief, my rants and my crazy take on things in general - I thank you humbly from the depths of my heart.

Take care - Me

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Update, but not here

For those of you with access, I've uploaded pictures to the private site. As it's not been updated since January, I figure you've given up on me ever updating. :)

For those of you who have not been invited, let me know & if I think you're not some insane, child-molesting stalker type, then I might give you access.

http://knitforknotgivesthanks.blogspot.com/

Take care - Me

Friday, March 27, 2009

Where do these science genes come from?!

Rokimus, who placed first locally, won 2nd place in Div. 1, category microbiology.

Moosie, who placed second locally, won 1st place in Div. 1, category microbiology. She then went on to take Best of Fair for Div.1.

Division 1 consisted of first - third grades. Here is a brief write up about the event. I haven't been able to find the results anywhere, and while our school did not do as well as last year, we took both Best of Fair awards and I had a lady comment that we'd been the ones to "rack up." Not too shabby, but still not enough for me to stop researching home schooling.


Take care - Me

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Science at the Hump...

We're at Mississippi State today for Regional Science Fair competions. Both children are competing against each other. The good news is that they are sitting next to one another. I'll try to keep you posted as the day progresses.

Take care - Me

Monday, March 16, 2009

Warning... Warning...

This is to the Fairhope constituents:

In just under 36 hours I will be invading your space. As you well know, I have not been there for one year. That's right, 8,784 hours or 366 days or 12 months - however you choose to look at it. I thought I should give proper notice as you may not remember what my vehicle or my person looks like in your driveway. I do not want you sending the cat out to attack me.

Let it be known, you have been warned in advance of my upcoming arrival.

Thank you - Me.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

And we're off...

To the gokart track. It's officially spring in the racing world. This will be Moosie's first time on the track in her own cart & Rokimus will be in his brand new cart.

The weather is beautiful and the track should be fast. God help me. :)

Oh yeah - Speedy is out of the picture due to server updates/swaps at the hospital. It's up to me and Grandaddy Chief to get the set ups and all right. Wish us luck! And please send prayers of serenity to Speedy and prayers of calmness to those who are having to work with him. :)

Take care - Me

Sunday, March 1, 2009

We have SNOW!!

Pictures to follow later - I just wanted to let ya'll know that we have falling white stuff outside. The dogs are mystified and poor Moosie got her gloves on backwards as she hasn't had that much experience putting them on. :)

Gotta go, I know it won't last long!

Take care - Me

Monday, February 9, 2009

... Walkin' on Broken Glaaasss....

So, obviously today is Monday. I worked today.

My thumb is doing pretty good after surgery. I'm having issues with the temperature of that hand that I'm hoping to call the doc about tomorrow. I'm including some pics of the stitches for my medically-minded friends. :) I'm also including pictures of what the kids have been up to. Also, you will see why I didn't get a chance to call the doc today about my hand.

Take care - Me






Thanks Camille!! They're beautiful & I can't wait to see you this weekend!



Our "new" shower door - found like this well after we'd gotten home this evening. It had to have happened sometime during the day as I've been in the house this evening.






Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Too busy to think of a title...

So, hang on, here it goes - the update of life.

Go Karts are ready to ride. I'll try to post pics of both as soon as I have a moment to breathe, maybe in a few years.

Kids did great at science fair. They're in the same category this year - microbiology. Moosie took 2nd & Rokimus took 1st. We'll be heading to State in a few weeks.

Hubby is doing great as he's still hanging on for the ride. :)

The store is down one employee (not owner yet) and I think we'll try to keep it that way for the next couple of months.

I'm having another surgery tomorrow in Big City with the hand doc I saw a couple of weeks ago. This means that I've been running around doing, as Marcus calls it, the flight of the bumblebee. All the things I know I will have trouble with for the next few weeks I have tried to get accomplished in the past week or so, and especially today. Floors, bathrooms, sheets, laundry, etc. Speedy & I will leave in the morning in time to drop the kids at school & then head over. He figures we'll be back tomorrow evening sometime. They will be sending whatever they get from the two spots being removed to pathology & I'll let you know when I get those results.

Hope everyone is doing well! And Shannon, yes, I saw Bruce's lovely slide into the camera and noticed that the cameras did not show him for the next few moments. LOL

Take care - Me

Oh yeah in the midst of all of this, it will be one year next week since Mother passed on. That is it's own blog entry within and of itself.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Manna from Mobile...

Strange week at the tire store. The other day, before the two New Yorker's came in, we had a lovely couple from Mobile, AL getting a flat repair. Of course, I had to talk to them about Naman's and Carpe Diem. We had a great visit and they were soon on their way.

This morning, I am typing this with a slice of heaven, or tiramisu, in front of me. That couple brought me a piece after visiting Naman's yesterday. They wanted me to be able to eat it fresh, this morning with my coffee. Now, that is the way to start my Thursday morning! And that is what makes dealing with the public worth it.

Take care - Me

Monday, January 26, 2009

Strange days...

So, it's not often that I feel the need to post something that's happened at the tire store. However, this is something that some of you may find interesting.

Two guys had a blowout last night and were told to come to us this morning for a replacement. (They needed four tires of course. People just don't rotate & air them like they should.)

Anywho, come to find out, they're from New York, just outside the city. Close, very close, to where my cousin Cathy lives. They also work for Apple!! I do believe that they were surprised to see me pull out my iPhone when it rang, and further surprised to find out I do graphics on my MacBook Pro or my iMac and am still running files off my G3. They're a band called Head Trip Conception and had been to New Orleans playing a gig. I've linked to their name, or you can google them.

They've left me a demo CD but I haven't had a chance to listen yet. The description sounds interesting. They were very nice young men and I hope to listen to it shortly.

Take care - Me

Sunday, January 18, 2009

From computer to kart...

Racing season is almost upon us. Of our family of four, three will be racing. One is dedicated prayer, gray hair grower and photo taker. I'll let you decide who's who.



Here's the computer image I did using a photo of the kart in Illustrator before we started cutting the vinyl.


Here's the actual finished kart.



So, now it's off to work on Moosie's kart...

Oh yeah, I'll be going back to the hand specialist in Jackson Thursday to discuss another surgery. I'll keep you posted - hopefully better than I have been. :)

Take care - Me