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137 degrees

It's been a little hot here lately. The actual temperatures have only been in the mid-to-upper 90s, but with our stupid high humidity, it's felt like 100-120. It does not make anything very much fun.

But my mom gets these free passes to Burdette Park from some politico down at her work every year, so she took the day off today and we went. It was extremely hot today. We arrived at 10:00 a.m. and it was 97 degrees (actual degrees; I don't know what the heat index was). The water was so nice. My nieces Chelsea and Lindsay, and Chelsea's little boy Landon, came along too. (Poor David had to stay home and do work in the closet.)


Everyone took a turn on the toucan slide. Or, many hundreds of turns.


We were conscientious about sunblock!

Yesterday, when it was hot, but not Hades hot, we went to the mall. I don't know why my kids got it into their heads that the mall is fun. Anyway. They insisted we go. So, we did. At least there was an indoor play area (air conditioned!). An…

Fresh Market...so what?

Evansville got a Fresh Market a few weeks ago. I guess some people were really excited about it. Honestly, before they opened, I'd never heard of them, and had to look up what it was. We've gone to Whole Foods before - they're cool, but not that exciting - and Trader Joe's, which is pretty much the greatest store on earth. So I was curious about the FM, and so one day this week while Penny was at day camp, I took the older two and we checked it out.

First of all, they were selling conventional (read: pesticide-laden) California strawberries for $2.50/lb. The exact same thing is $.99/lb at Aldi down the street (and even $1.78/lb at Walmart which is closer). They did offer organic strawberries (which are tough to find here), but they were $4.99/lb. I didn't notice they had any more organic produce offerings than Walmart or Schnucks, the main big supermarkets here. I did grab a bag of Earthbound salad greens for dinner that night, because they were on sale for $2.99. …

woodpecker

Story behind this creature:

The kids needed new dressers. We decided that we'd give one of them our old one (which was a hand-me-down from my grandparents when we were first married), and then get ourselves a new one. Well, we haven't found one we like yet, so Saturday we went to a local consignment shop (still haven't found the perfect one). While there, Lucy spied a china doll she could not live without. So for three days she's been begging to go back and buy it with her own money. Today, we did (and it turned out to be discounted for some reason, so she has extra money). The clerk wrapped the doll's head in tissue paper so it wouldn't break on the drive home. Truman was playing with the tissue paper after we got home. He ripped it, and decided that the one long ripped piece resembled a woodpecker, and he needed to make a woodpecker out of the rest of the paper. So with scissors, tape, markers, and just a little help from mom (see feet and legs), he put this …

The Great Train Robbery

We went to French Lick, Indiana this morning, to ride a historic (1920s) train and see a real, live, pretend train robbery. We had to get up at 6:00 a.m. (I thought the 4th of July was a holiday?!) to make it in time, but it was well worth the lost hours of sleep. The train itself was cool. We expected the dancing waiters to come out singing about hot chocolate at any moment (they did not, but they do offer a 'Polar Express' themed train in winter, which we will have to check out). Halfway through the departing trip, we went through a 2,200 feet-long tunnel, which plunges the train into total darkness for 2-3 minutes. I did not like that, but the kids found it enthralling. Then a little while later, we were accosted by bandits on horseback, wielding (blank-shooting) guns. Some of them came on board and took our strong box, which they then took out to the field beside the train and shot, to remove the lock. Just then, the marshals to the rescue! They rode up and shot the bad gu…

Wait! Wait!

I saw on Facebook that the NPR radio show, Wait Wait Don't Tell Me, was going to be live in Nashville and had tickets available. So we decided to go! Very unlike us. My  niece Chelsea was available to come over and stay the night with the kids, because all of our Young Women friends were away at girls' camp.

So, we headed down to Nashville, TN right after David's client meeting on Thursday afternoon. We got a late start, which freaked me out. I did not want to be late. But we rolled into Nashville at 6:45 and the show was at 7:30, so it was okay. Except that the last 1.7 miles of the drive took us 20 minutes to complete, and then it took another 20 minutes to find a parking garage still open, and then a three block walk uphill (I do not exaggerate!), meaning we finally entered the theater at 7:25 p.m. Five minutes to spare! We found the box office and realized the will-call line snaked around and around and back on top of itself. It was crazy! It was going to take an hour …