Monday, June 13, 2005

I Can Bring Home The Bacon...

Do you know that Michelle Shocked song where she sings about having 15 minutes to make a 30 minute drive? Well that may be this blog entry today. So in quick review, the weekend with the Skoogs was chock full of home inspecting, hiking, biking, bouldering and (of course) eating. And spiders. For some reason we were blessed with numerous friendly spiders this weekend. For example, I found this affable chap in my shower on Saturday morning.



He and a buddy were hanging out in the bathtub waiting for a slightly naked and severely nearsighted me to blunder into their party. After having a small and silent hissy fit in the bathroom where no one could see me, I donned my PJ's again, bucked up my courage and did the cup-card trick to karmicly transport them out of doors. Actually it wasn't really courage, I just couldn't stomach the idea of being a wimpy feminist. Shamed into action again.

The other arachnid encounters consisted of a translucent cousin specimen crawling on the Skoogs' legs inside their sleeping bag (eewww!) and one more really quick fella sprinting around in the kitchen. This last one ended up being too quick for the cup-card process, and sorta got mangled during his rescue mission. Sorry buddy, we tried.

Moving on. Mr Skoog then performed a very detailed and thorough home inspection for us at the new place we are supposed to move into on THURSDAY! And then we all went for an extended hike in the Valley. This hiking event deserves an entry of its own, and shall be found in the future under the heading "Sunset Schmunset!" That is pretty much all I can get to tonight, but I'll leave you with these, my two favorite meals of the weekend. All catered by Yours Truly. And fry it up in a pan...

2 comments:

Dad said...

Hope that these rescued spiders will tell their cousins in your new home...mystery, mystery...that you are nice so they will not bite you on your first nite there. the pictured one looked NASTY!

Dad said...

Funny coincidence...right after your blog about the bacon, I received this partial line about life in the 1500's..."Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "chew the fat."