We survived a nite at the dirt track races.  Those things are loud, fast and generally just motors with some metal tacked on for looks.  Enjoyed the show but found out rather quickly that we are not NASCAR types.  I never saw so many pairs of motorcycle boots, wifebeater t-shirts and tattoos in my life.  And that was on the women.  They had an auction at half time to raise money for the Shriners and the auctioned goods consisted of tow-ropes.  A few oil changes were thrown in for variety.  They were having $ 1.00 Tecate beer nite at the concession stand so that was impressive.  Young teens are always the same and will never change.  On Saturday nite both sexes dress in what they construe as their best costume and parade up and down the front of the grandstands.  Makes no difference what type of sporting event it is.  The girls are in a gaggle, dressed in their shortest, tightest shorts and tops and the young men are usually in their best jeans, tightest t=shirt and best looking footwear.  Neither group ever sees a minute of the sporting event.  There is giggling and swaggering like peacocks and guinea hens.  A good time is had by all.

Visit from granddaughter report.

I have survived my first nite of “Chicken Week”.  Did it with a lovely dish of chicken and dumplings and a nice green salad.  Tonight she eats with her aunt.  Tomorrow night it will be roast turkey breast (qualifies as chicken) with dressing and green beans.  She doesnt particularly care for green beans but hey, we have to eat too.  Tuesday night will be a surprise as we will have chicken coq au vin made with a lovely red wine, some nice roasted pearl onions and fingerling potatoes.  I figure about 3 days of counting carbs will be time for a break.  Wednesday nite will be shredded chicken tacos, quacamole and pinto beans.  She likes cheese so we will have some of that.  She has asked me what I have against mozzarella cheese.  Told her it was Italian and didnt particulary care for the italians.  That seemed to appease her.  Thursday nite we will eat at Lubys which will allow everyone the opportunity to get exactly what they want, me included.  She doesnt like liver and onions, no matter what creature the liver is taken from.  She needs to eat at Lubys more often so she can see where elderly people like to eat.  She may have to take care of Dorothy and I at some point in time. I want her to know the background of the Luann special so it wont be a complete surprise to her when she has to order for her aged grandparents.

They are at church now so the house is quiet.  I think I will go to the sporting goods store or the lumber yard and look around.  They are going shopping the rest of the week so want to get mine done before they spend this months social security check on school clothes or purses.

Chuy the grandfather.