Thursday, October 16, 2008
THE BITE!!
ALTHOUGH WE DID NOT HAVE BECKY HERE WITH US, WE CELEBRATED BEN'S BIRTHDAY ON MONDAY EVENING 10/13. BEN WAS IN TOWN TO DO SOME TRAINING IN HIS KIND OF NEW PART TIME JOB AND STAYED WITH US. WE INVITED UNCLE DAVE AND AUNT SHIRLEY OVER FOR THE FESTIVITY AND CAKE. THE PICTURES BELOW SAY IT ALL. THE PERFECT CHOCOLATE DEATH CAKE ENDED UP LOOKING LIKE A BOWL OF CHOCOLATE SOUP AFTER BEN TOOK THE "BITE".
HE OBVIOUSLY HAS SET A NEW HUTCHINS STANDARD FOR THE BIRTHDAY BITE. WE LAUGHED SO HARD WE ALL HAD TO LINE UP AT THE BATHROOM LESS WE ALL PEED OUR PANTS.
Monday, August 25, 2008
"My Food Storage Plan"
Heaven, I'm in heaven, and my food storage has all the leaven it can hold
The Olympic games are over & I'm standing on the podium with my gold.
Go ahead - knock yourself our for the silver and the bronze.
Love Dad
Friday, July 11, 2008
"TAPHOPHILIA"
Taphophile: One who loves cemeteries
Hey all you Taphophiles out there!! I thought it might be deadly fun to share with you some information about cemeteries and death, as well as a sampling of some epitaphs that I culled out of two books that I've recently gone through:
1. Over Their Dead Bodies - Yankee Epitaphs & History
2. Stones and Bones of New England
The word "cemetery" comes from the Greek and means "sleeping place".
Some of the historical beliefs associated with cemeteries and death are listed below followed by a selection of epitaphs, which is essentially the inscriptions left on gravestones. These are only a very few of those I read - many are sad, some are funny, some caustic, many are religious and a few are like someone just wanting to get the last word in.
If you choose to make a comment on this blog I challenge you to include what you think might be cool epitaph for you or someone you know or love.
For instance, one I have been working on for myself might go like this:
"Many thanks for stopping by
But I'm no longer here.
Our reunion is comign nigh,
So please don't shed a tear.
My body needed this rest
and my spirit is soaring free
I've given this life my best
now unfettered I can be. "
Or, something a little more to the point might be:
"She was right - I should have listened"
HISTORICAL BELIEFS:
"In a Christian graveyard, bodies are buried with the head to the WEST and the feet to the EAST but the basic division has always been between NORTH and SOUTH. The left-hand side of the altar (NORTH) was called the gospel side for sinners, the right-hand (SOUTH) was the epistle side for the righteous. So the unclean dead were buried to the north side of the graveyard." (Nigel Barley - "Grave Matters")
"To place the corpse face downwards has a special significance. An old superstition has it that an infant buried in this manner - if a first born child - will prevent any further additions to the family. This mode of burial was also held to be a means of preventing trouble from a witch after death." (Bertram Puckle - "Funeral Customs")
"In Ireland if a funeral procession passes a church on the way to the cemetery, the mourners must circle the church no fewer than three times before proceeding to the graveyard, or else the corpse and pallbearers will be cursed."
"Taking a dead person out of a house, tent or hut through the usual exit was thought to be dangerous. People believed the dead must not use the same door as the living, or the sickness might rub off on the doorway. Some people even built special doors in their houses for the dead. Such doors, in old Italy and Denmark, kept the regular doorway free from the infection of the dead." (Ann Warren Turner - "Houses for the Dead"
"An eccentric person named Richard Hull was buried on horseback upside down, in order that he might have the advantage of position on the Day of Judgment, when according to a once popular notion, the world would be reversed." (Bertram Puckle - "Funeral Customs")
EPITAPHS
Coventry Conn:
Sunday, March 30, 2008
FAMILY MADNESS - 2008
Score one point for each person correctly identified. I will number the pictures so you can fill in the names according to the number of the picture. All entries must be post-dated by April 5th,
(a very significant date in our family history). Magnifying of images is permitted. Phonetic spelling permitted, there will be no deductions as long as the game master can interpret your guess.
#1_______________________, ___________________, __________________
#2 __________________, _______________________, ___________________
#3 _______________________________
#5 ________________________
#6 ________________________, __________________________
#8 ________________________, ________________________
#9 __________________, ________________, ______________, _____________
#10 _______________________, _____________________
#11 ____________________________
#12 ________________________________
#13 ________________________________
#14 __________________________
#15 _____________________________________
" /> #16 _____________________________
"Around the house"
We promise we won't make you rake the leaves.
There are lots of flowers to smell.
You can come and sit with us and we can have great conversations
We have big, soft laps to sit on
See how big our house is? We're here all the time and it's mostly empty and we get real lonely.
Where o' where have my little children gone?
We miss you
Aren't we kind looking? Don't you think that we would be fun for children to be with? We have so many bedrooms, we even bought the Wi console, and the cookies just sit in the freezer until we don't know where they are anymore. Please come play with us. We promise we'll let you go home again. Please??
Monday, January 21, 2008
"Houston, we have a wee wee problem"
We: (pronoun: used by and with reference to more than one person or associated person)
Wee: (adjective: little; very small)
Wee: (verb: to go [hopefully] in the toilet)
Whee: (expressing delight or excitement [especially when you hit the toilet])
Wi: (proper name: [pronounced "wee"] an interactive/virtual video game)
We have been using a wee-Wi in between times to go wee amid cries of whee. My 'wi-ing experience has been one of whee, whereas many of my wee-ing experience has been one of ho, whoa and woe.
Woe: (distress, trouble)
Whoa: (A command to stop)
Ho: (an expression of surprise)
Go: (to start)
Many of my wee'ing experiences result in exclamations of whoa! "Didn't mean for that to happen". Sure, there is an occasional "Whee" at the end of my wee, followed by a "ho"!, but too often there is just "woe". In the middle of the night with the lights out it is a lot of "go" followed quickly by "whoa". I wish I could just go wee without the woe.
If I could just practice my wee on the wi I think my woe would turn to ho - and maybe whee.
Unfortunately there is no weeing on the Wi. Unless of course I moved it to the bathroom.
Woe is me.
Wi Whee - Wee woe. Ho, go, ho, go.
Whoa. Stop me please.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
"FLY IN BUFFET"
HOLA HOLA THERE'S NO COLA
We hosted our annual "White Elephant" gift exchange again this year the week after Christmas. In attendance were Pris and I, Jen and Roger, Aaron and Rachael, Becky, Zachary and Alana.
Last year, Aaron escaped with my gift, which was to grant a wish - no matter what it was. He never cashed it in - and said this year he didn't think he got in under the time deadline. Truth was, he was too intimidated to ask me. I told him to let it out and he stuttered and stammered and then finally said: "My wish was that you would stop drinking any form of cola, particularly diet-coke."
A hush came over the room as everyone kind of held their breath to see what my reaction would be. They all knew that a daily coke was one of life's pleasures for me.
(Inside I was trying to figure a way out of this commitment when I realized that once you commit there is no way out other than to keep your word)
So, I nodded yes.
I think things rushed onward at that point, with everyone relieved to get beyond that potential hiccup to the evening.
I am proud to report: HOLA HOLA THERE'S NO COLA
From that moment on there has been no cola pass my lips. I still have a moderate, left over supply for anyone that wants to come in the middle of the night and take it for themselves. I am on to ginger ale and occasionally a Barq's root beer. Not even neer as satisfying in the belly, but feels good in my heart.
On a side note - I've been a bachelor since Saturday past and get to pick up my main squeeze at the airport today around 5:15. It will be good to have my eternal scrabble partner again.