Weird family phrases

Did you have any weird family phrases growing up?

Here are some that we had:

“ootsie-ootsie” – a small hill that when traversed causes that dropping feeling in your stomach

“weenie” – if you can’t take it, you’re a weenie

“any-who” – a variation of anyway

“bye-bye” – it’s not just bye, it’s bye-bye

“oosa-good-puhpay” – you are a good puppy.  we were saying that before Jar-Jar Binks

“hide and watch” – in other words, stop asking and start watching

“well, we did that” – someone’s bound to say it when we’re done with, well, pretty much anything

Me and Cats

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I know it’s weird but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about some of the cats we had when I was growing up.  We had lots of cats.  We did live on a farm after all.  We had dogs, too, but I always liked the cats better.  Some of our cats I didn’t like, but for the most part, I’m a cat guy. Here’s a rundown of some of them (because I know you are just dying for the details):

  • Columbus “Lumbus” (all black)  — Lumbus was the first cat I can remember.  My mom said he discovered the kitchen before his eyes were even open.  He turned out to be our oldest cat ever.  It wasn’t pretty when he got old and started losing teeth and control of himself.  Mom finally took him to the vet and had him put to sleep. We buried him in the wind-row and marked the spot with a big log.
  • Freckles (calico) — Freckles was very friendly.  She had quite the motor.  I liked her a lot.  She disappeared one day.  A few weeks later I discovered that she had gotten run over on I-35 near the overpass.
  • Pastel (white with light and dark gray spots) — Pastel was dad’s cat.  She came from a cat named Hooker at the Wichita Historical Museum where my dad use to work (as part of the Oakland Avenue Craftsmen).  She was Dad’s shop cat.  She would jump from my dad’s workbench into his arms.  And, Pastel would pee in the toilet.  Seriously.  I witnessed it firsthand and, as far as I know, my parents never trained her to do it.
  • Douglas (white with large gray spots) — Douglas was my all time favorite cat.  He was a rumpy-riser manx.  We got him from a family friend–Benson.  Benson told us his mother and siblings had been killed by a coyote. He was so tiny that we had to feed him milk from a dropper.  He grew up to be huge.  Sadly, he got run over on 87th street.  I vividly remember our neighbor Joanie picking his lifeless body off the dirt road as I watched from my second story bedroom window.   It was pretty devastating for me as a kid.
  • Shrimpy (gray and white tabby) — Shrimpy was a dimple-rumpy manx.  Mom says he was bigger than Douglas.
  • Toes (orange and white tabby) — He had extra ones on each foot.   He was a really mean tomcat.  He tore up all of our other cats.  He lived in our hay loft and pooped everywhere.  Every time I saw him I threw something at him.  Rocks, sticks, basketballs, etc.
  • Shorty — I don’t remember a whole lot about Shorty except he was a manx.  Where my parents live it wasn’t uncommon to find abandoned cats on the side of the road.  I think Shorty was one of those.
  • Purrky (gray and white tabby) — I always get Purrky an Doodles mixed up.  One of them was OK and one was really annoying — like meowing all the time, hanging on the screen door and trying to get in the house all the time.  Both had lots of kittens.
  • Doodles (gray and white tabby) — see above.
  • Wacko (orange and white tabby) — I guess Wacko would sleep in the chicken barn on top of a pig at night.   I don’t really remember.
  • Pearl (white)  — Pearl was bright white.  She got some kind of cancer and died a few years ago.
  • Gusto “Gus” (black and gray tabby) — Gus hated everyone.
  • Buddy (black and white tabby) — Buddy’s shy, and is annoyed by the dog.  When he makes an appearance, he can’t resist the cat magnet (your outstretched air-scratching hand).

So there you have it. My history with cats.  I’m sure I missed some.

Garage Sale LEGO Motherload Reveal

So my wife, daughter, sister-in-law and I headed out on “neighborhood garage sale Saturday” in Blue Springs, MO.  My son was on a mission retreat.  We found a garage sale that had a couple of LEGO things on a table.  My daughter picked them up. We took them to the lady to make the purchase and she asked if we liked LEGO stuff.

Uh-yeah.

She pulled out several plastic bags full of LEGO goodies.  She said something about how she just wants to get rid of them and that her son doesn’t really play with them anymore.   We all started digging for money in our pockets and purses.

My daughter nearly started hyper-ventilating.

We walked away whispering about what a steal it was.

We went back a few minutes later and bought the rest of them.

We spent a total of $18.50 for this:

4506 – Deep Sea Predators
4742 – Alpha Team Chill Speeder
4744 – Alpha Team Thunder Tracker
4748 – Alpha Team Ogel’s Mountain Fortress
7648 – Mars Mission Mobile Mining Unit
7697 – Mars Mission Claw Tank Ambush
7770 – Aqua Raiders Deep Sea Treasure Hunter
7771 – Aqua Raiders Anger Ambush
7772 – Aqua Raiders Lobster Strike
7775 – Aqua Raiders Aquabase Invasion
8272 – Technic Snowmobile
8646 – Racers Speed Slammer Bike

From what I calculated from various sources around teh interwebs, that’s about $517.00 worth of LEGO loot.

Here’s the big reveal to my son:

R.I.P. Chicken Barn

This is the last picture of my parent’s old chicken barn.  All that’s left is a concrete slab.

Ah, the memories…

Funny thing is I don’t remember ever having chickens in there.

Pigs, horse, cows, baby opossums, poop.  Yes.

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