Disgusted Fan
The University of Oklahoma did not do as well as their fans might have hoped in their football season opener a week ago, including an ugly blocked punt in the first quarter. Just after it happened, Libby sent me a text and said: “I’ve never seen a team rush so many players at the punter like that before!”
Disgusted, I replied: “Oh, teams rush the punter like that all the time. It’s just that the other team usually BLOCKS them!”

Not A Glutton For Punishment!
For the past month or so, I have put a brief devotion from my own daily Bible reading on my blog, and it is automatically shared on my Facebook page. Cheryl usually reads them, and sometimes comments on them. But one day last week, while she was scanning Facebook posts, Cheryl said: “Um … I’m not going to read your devotion on ‘Is He Finding Fruit?’ I can already see where that is going!”

What Was That?
Cheryl: Did you add anything to the shopping list?”
Me: “Yeah; I put several things on there a while ago. But I’m not sure if you can read it. I didn’t have my reading glasses on when I wrote it.”
Cheryl: “Let’s see: ‘crackish, por maglolol, targish’?”
I laughed. Good thing she wasn’t filling my prescriptions. And good thing I wasn’t writing them! 🙂

A Macho Man
Cheryl continues to work on making the back yard her own personal “Paradise.” As part of her redecorating, she painted the little wooden picnic table underneath Michael’s wooden fort, a pretty peacock blue. That is, it is pretty to HER — but Michael was less than thrilled, since he was envisioning something in shades of camo!
After they had worked on the back yard for a while, they came in and we had dinner. We were going to eat that particular meal on some plastic plates that come in various bright colors. Playfully, Cheryl handed Michael pink plate, knowing what his response would be. Michael did not disappoint: “Mom, my table may be peacock blue, but I still have SOME pride!”

My Exercise Report
A number of my Facebook friends use programs which report on their exercise routine for the day, and post results to Facebook. Often they detail their daily mileage, and sometimes it shows a map of where they rode their bike, etc.
Well, the other evening, after reading some of their exploits (with a map of how they rode their bikes for 2+ hours, for dozens of miles, etc., etc.) I thought I would post a report of MY exercise that day: “I rode 9 miles in right at 30 minutes on my (stationary) bike, all within the confines of my bedroom, into the stiff wind of the ceiling fan.” That’ll show those young whippersnappers! 😉

Think Outside The Box!
My exercise bike is right by the window in my bedroom, and I like to look out the window while I am pedaling and listening to my iPhone. The other day, I asked Cheryl if there was something we could use to hold the curtains back, because I wanted to be able to see all the progress she was making on her garden path — I couldn’t quite see it all because of the way the curtains are hung.
Cheryl stood there for a minute with a bemused look on her face, and then said (very respectfully I might add!) “Uh … I CAN rig up something to hold the curtain back — but is there a reason why you can’t just move the bike more towards the center of the window?”
It was one of those “Duh” moments. Sometimes I really am stuck “inside the box” here in “Paradise”!