Back in the Saddle Again

Can it! Stop it right now or I swear I won’t write another sentence. I know it has been too long since the last post. I might as well tell you my whole life story all over again because I am sure you have forgotten. Good thing you have finally quit your whining because I would have pulled this car over right here.

Now, I am sure you know that I have been utterly and entirely too busy of a dude to keep me from entertaining you knot-heads the past month or so in electronic text. I apologize for my inability to keep you amused weekly or the like. I hope to remedy this, but I will not promise anything.

It does feel good to be back on the net. Just like falling off of a bicycle, I am easing back into the groove here. How about a fastball?

Laura engaged? Yep, you heard me. Adam (who lives close enough to the Pond that I can hear his horn honking) has decided to spell Dad Randall El in the caregiver department. I don’t think a date has been set or anything like that, but I will definitely keep the Pond posted. A guaranteed, goodtime will be in the making, I’m sure. Congratulations to the two of you.

The college football season is going to be here in no time. I think, Brandon, once again, dutifully reminded me on Saturday that the opening weekend was 41 days away. So, by the time you read this, the season is 37 ½ days away. I can smell it. The bite of fresh cut grass and the aroma of charcoal and hickory-smoking grills fill the air in the shadows of UK’s Agricultural Building courtyard where we tailgate. The occasional thrown football flies overhead and random C-A-T-S cheer heard in the distance makes me smile just thinking about it. That was a downer about Wesley Woodyard’s injured wrist. I just hope he is back in time for the UofL game.




Yep, this is what my grill looked like this weekend. This is how we do it on the Pond, if you didn't know. Yes, that is a new charcoal grill. Don't be jealous.


Thankfully, my yard is a green again following the bouts of rain we had in the past few weeks. I think I will mow tonight, as a matter of fact. I actually received a few good compliments on the yard this weekend in the form of, “Whatever Chemlawn is charging you, it’s worth it.” And to that I say, “No doubt.”

A little bit of traveling is on tap this weekend. My mother-in-law, Jo Ann is turning the big 6-0 this week. Happy birthday to you! So, you can find us in St. Albans this weekend with cake and ice cream and Max (family pooch). And if we are lucky, Dennis will nail down some of his family-famous chili Max’s and roasted ears of corn on the side.

Good luck this weekend, 899. Hit a homer. Pond-signing off.