October 17th, 2010 is an important date on the Perrault calendar. Click here to find out why.
On other fronts, Josh's games start next week. According to my self-imposed tradition, that means I must buy a new article of clothing. One really must make so many sacrifices. Not sure yet what it will be though. The jury is still out on that one. I'll let you know what the verdict is.
Tomorrow we are going to Circus Sarasota, which should be entertaining. I haven't been to a circus since I was a kid. Sarasota was formerly the winter home of the Ringling Brothers Barnum and Bailey Circus. There is a large circus museum in Sarasota on the estate of John and Mable Ringling. McKenzie and I went to the art museum that is also on the property, but we have yet to tour the circus museum and The Ca d'Zan Mansion. It is on our to-do list.
Love and hugs from rainy Florida.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Splat Goes the Pizza
Before I went to the grocery story yesterday, I carefully planned all the meals for the week. Last night was pizza and salad. My new method of "making" pizza is an imitation of our friend Vivian's. She takes a frozen pizza and adds all sorts of goodies. The end result is 10 times better than the plain frozen one and much quicker than pizza from scratch. So, that's what I did last night. I added spinach and some ground beef and broccoli and cheese...yummy! Finally the timer rang and I went to take it out of the oven.
I opened the door. Took hold of the pan with my pot holder and began to take it out. In those few seconds, my hand tipped slightly and the pizza went flying against the sizzling wall of the oven, dumping all the added goodies down the side and onto the charred oven floor. Yuck! McKenzie heard the crash and started wailing. I would have liked to wail too. I peeled the pizza off the side of the oven. Half of it still had some toppings, the other half was draped in a thin layer of sauce and nothing more.
The oven was a disaster. I had to take the racks out and scoop up the cheese, and spinach, and ground beef and throw it all away. Ugh!
We still ate the pizza, but half of it was more like garlic toast than pizza. And I had to endure a lecture from McKenzie on the accident.
"Mom, do you know why that happened?"
"It was just an accident."
"It was because you weren't paying attention to what you were doing, that's why."
C'est la vie!
I opened the door. Took hold of the pan with my pot holder and began to take it out. In those few seconds, my hand tipped slightly and the pizza went flying against the sizzling wall of the oven, dumping all the added goodies down the side and onto the charred oven floor. Yuck! McKenzie heard the crash and started wailing. I would have liked to wail too. I peeled the pizza off the side of the oven. Half of it still had some toppings, the other half was draped in a thin layer of sauce and nothing more.
The oven was a disaster. I had to take the racks out and scoop up the cheese, and spinach, and ground beef and throw it all away. Ugh!
We still ate the pizza, but half of it was more like garlic toast than pizza. And I had to endure a lecture from McKenzie on the accident.
"Mom, do you know why that happened?"
"It was just an accident."
"It was because you weren't paying attention to what you were doing, that's why."
C'est la vie!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Grocery Shopping- A Full Contact Sport
Today I went to the grocery store. It was about 1 pm. Apparently, that is when every retired individual in Sarasota goes to the grocery store. They almost gave me a heart attack! I was trying to mind my own business and get my groceries without running into anybody, but I soon found that my main concern was not running into somebody, but getting run over.
Mercy! One would think that 60, 70, and 80 year olds would saunter through the store. Oh no, no. They charge. If you unfortunately happen to be in their way, they don't stop until you move, they just keep pushing their metal battering ram towards you. In the space of an hour, I was only seconds away from being flattened numerous times. By the time I had all my groceries, and was finally on my way to the car, I wanted to burst into tears. I never knew grocery shopping was a full contact sport. I'll have to start going after 5 pm. Maybe by that time of the day I will be able to enjoy the grocery shopping experience without fearing for my life.
Mercy! One would think that 60, 70, and 80 year olds would saunter through the store. Oh no, no. They charge. If you unfortunately happen to be in their way, they don't stop until you move, they just keep pushing their metal battering ram towards you. In the space of an hour, I was only seconds away from being flattened numerous times. By the time I had all my groceries, and was finally on my way to the car, I wanted to burst into tears. I never knew grocery shopping was a full contact sport. I'll have to start going after 5 pm. Maybe by that time of the day I will be able to enjoy the grocery shopping experience without fearing for my life.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Big League Camp
Today was Josh's first day of big league camp. Here are the main differences from minor league camp:
Delicious food...for breakfast he had blueberry pancakes and after practice he had mahi mahi. Sorry about that! McKenzie and I were chugging away with our PB&J. Needless to say, I'm jealous!
Lots and lots more media and fans...the fact that people can stand outside in the cold and watch guys do batting practice (bp) and pitching fielding practice (pfp's) and then wait for hours for autographs blows my mind. But they do it and they are devoted. I don't think I could do that for someone I didn't know. It's truly amazing how dedicated these fans are.
Other than that, Josh said the practice format was similar to that of minor league camp. He knows a lot of the guys and as far as I can tell feels comfortable. Not much phases Josh; he is Mr. Laid-Back of the century, so he just takes it all as it comes. A very valuable attitude in baseball.
So for now, that's the report from the front lines.
Love and hugs to all!
Delicious food...for breakfast he had blueberry pancakes and after practice he had mahi mahi. Sorry about that! McKenzie and I were chugging away with our PB&J. Needless to say, I'm jealous!
Lots and lots more media and fans...the fact that people can stand outside in the cold and watch guys do batting practice (bp) and pitching fielding practice (pfp's) and then wait for hours for autographs blows my mind. But they do it and they are devoted. I don't think I could do that for someone I didn't know. It's truly amazing how dedicated these fans are.
Other than that, Josh said the practice format was similar to that of minor league camp. He knows a lot of the guys and as far as I can tell feels comfortable. Not much phases Josh; he is Mr. Laid-Back of the century, so he just takes it all as it comes. A very valuable attitude in baseball.
So for now, that's the report from the front lines.
Love and hugs to all!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Today
We are off to Florida in a few minutes. My day began at 4:50 AM. I got up, grabbed my clothes and proceed to run my foot into a suitcase and face plant on the rug. After I peeled myself off the floor, I limped into the bathroom and started the day. Oh what a beautiful morning...
Things went better after that and now we are ready to hit the road. I-10 here we come. We should pull into Sarasota on Thursday. Please pray that the Lord gives us travel mercy, grace, and safety.
Love and hugs from the Perraults!
Things went better after that and now we are ready to hit the road. I-10 here we come. We should pull into Sarasota on Thursday. Please pray that the Lord gives us travel mercy, grace, and safety.
Love and hugs from the Perraults!
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