Monday, August 31, 2009

Another wedding!

It's been rather slow and easy here at the House on the Hill, until Saturday, when my nephew Brian married the lovely Katie. I wish I had tons of photos to show, but I make it a practice not to photograph during the ceremony and at the reception, and then I had a camera meltdown (all operator error...Pentax still rules!)

I did, however, manage to get a few snaps before it decided to take a break:

Our girls...Kailyn and Morgan, who wore the guys out, dancing the night away!

Vicky and Jamie were there too!
But the big news of the night...
Guess who caught the garter and boquet???

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Happy Birthday, Baby Boy!

It's hard to believe, but 21 years ago today, we welcomed my third son into the world. At 9 pounds, 2 ounces, he was a beautiful addition to our family, well worth waiting for...

I'm speechless...I get all choked up just thinking about all those here's 21 of my favorite photos of Tony, my baby boy!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

So...where have I been?

Well, once upon a time, the Red Sock family had a perfectly lovely trailer on a tiny little lot at the river. They were so very happy.

Then one day, along comes...well, let's just call him the Kiski Monster. Now, Kiski Monster is not bad, in fact he's a lovely man who wants everyone to be happy, but seeing his face means you will either spend money or work hard.

The Kiski Monster (or KM) tells the Red Sock family that he knows of a perfectly lovely lot, huge in size, with a lovely trailer, a covered porch and a shed of questionable repute already on it. This lot can be had for the reasonable price of $$$$.00! Of course, when I heard spend, the thrifty gene kicked in and I kicked KM out!

Seven minutes later, we went to look at this palace.

Okay, not great, rather rustic, but it had LOCATION! LOCATION! LOCATION!

It also had a trailer that was OKAY, but clearly not as nice as the one we had. We just walked back to our happy little home on the river...but then, a voice in our head kept talking about all the fun we could have on the new shoes, bad minton, picnics and huge camp fires!

My darling husband offered to begin negotions with the owner who clearly was not interested in enjoying all those family type activities. Within days, we agreed upon a price and formulated a plan.

In one fast and easy fell swoop, we could remove the trailer that was there, sell it and replace it with ours. Easy peasy.

Not so. After we exchanged dollars, and came to our senses, and talked to KM and others, we realized that we had to change things. The old trailer lay east-west on the lot, prohibiting anyone from rushing in, hitching it up and pulling it to higher ground in the event of a flood. We were advised to turn the trailer north south.

"Easy", they told us. "Just get Mr. Backhoe to come and move things around."

We arranged for Mr. Backhoe (Mr. B) to come and work with us the following Saturday.

Surely you remember that Saturday. The one where it rained not only cats and dogs, but cats and Mastiffs? By time I got there, they had not only pulled the old porch into the proper orientation, but had yanked the old trailer away and backed our trailer into aproximate position,but it looked as though they were having a porch party! Actually, they were waiting for the rain to subside...

I jumped out of my van, looking all gorgeous and stepped into the mud that once was a wonderful yard waiting for the arrival of our precious children and their volley ball net...The sight of that evil, lot consuming mud encoraching on my French pedicure caused me to swoon...the whole world started spinning...But a cup of coffee soon put my world right again...or as right as it gets when you are looking for your wonderful yard and this is what you see:
When I see men in rain coats...or worse, men in red plastic ponchos...
I always feel like something wierd is going to having your husband eaten by a back hoe...

Or your sons looking like this:
Then, finally, things were in place...except for...well, we had to dig trenches for new sewer lines. Hubby, bring the industrious man he is, hires Mr. B to do a little more work:
And of course, we had to employ quality control!
And fill all those supervisory positions!

Finally, everything was in place, all the holes were filled...but look...
at my yard! What to do? What to do?

Of course, by then we were out of weekend, so when the next Saturday proved to be sunny and comes...
Yes, it's Mark and Andy, along with...
Right! You are so smart, it's a rototiller! Now for those of you who have heard the story about a rented rototiller nearly taking Mark down the street years ago, rest assured...this one was not nearly as big, and we had Andy to keep him under control.

With the rototiller, they were able to make...
You heard of crop circles? We had crop lines! After tilling and raking and planting and tamping...all that needed to be done was...
Watching the grass grow!!

Does that answer your questions?

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Take me out to the ball game!

One of the things I got for my birthday were baseball tickets and dinner. I don't love baseball, I don't even really like baseball or understand it, but I love to go to PNC park and watch people, boats on the river and even baseball, if I get a chance.

If you aren't from around here, PNC park was built in 2001 (I think) on the shore of the Allegheny River. It reminds me of a huge little league field (with much better concession stands) and the view of the Pittsburgh skyline is magnificent!

Tony and Morgan went with us...and we decided to eat at the ball park...There were so many things to choose from. Tony got his favorite sandwich from the famous Primanti Brothers (that's coleslaw in there!)...And pickles!

We had great seats! The view was ... well, look at it!
No, that's not an ugly guy, that's a Pirate! Sheesh!

Now, baseball in Pittsburgh comes with many traditions (no, not winning), like the hot dog shoot, where the Pirate Parrot shoots hot dogs at the crowd...

And of course, the perogi race...

Now I'm not really into perogi racing, but I'm thinking it was Patty Perogi that won tonight!As the sun went down...the city looked so pretty and the sky got wierd...And by time the game was over...this is what we saw...
We lost, it was a late night, but I'm thinkin' that birthdays ain't half bad! Now I'm ready to hit the sack!

Come back tomorrow to see just how red necked my guys are...and help me solve the mystery of how Bill gets through the gate!

Sweet dreams,