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Archive for May, 2009

Five Guys I Love

The family went to lunch on Sunday after church.  Tom said, “Let’s go somewhere different.”  I told him to pick a place, and then, literally half a second after I said that, I yelled out, “Five Guys Burgers and Fries!”  It was like a Tourett’s moment.  It flew out of my mouth before I even knew what was happening.  Fortunately, Tom laughed and said it sounded good.

Then, Mark and Karen chided me because they said it was “Two Guys” not “Five Guys.”  I said, “Oh.  Sorry.”  Then, I said, “Uh, I still think it’s Five.  It rolls off the tongue better.”  Mark agreed it did sound better, but still said I was wrong.  As we pulled into the parking lot, Mark says, “Mom!  Don’t look!  Turn your head!”  I said, “Ah…It IS Five, isn’t it!”  Score one for the old lady.

If you get a chance, you have got to try this place.  It was the best burger I have ever had.  Now, I will admit that I had the burger that could easily clog your arteries in two seconds–bacon cheeseburger–but, I thought, it may be the only time I eat here, so why not try for the best?  If it was good, then the next time I came, I could get a more sensible burger.

It is not a cheap burger joint.  Our meal was $35.  If we had been more educated, we would have known to order just one order of fries for all of us.  They were delicious!  I told my family that they reminded me of the french fries my grandfather used to make in his FryDaddy. 

Oh, you could also choose a hot dog or grilled cheese, but that’s about it.  (Karen gives the grilled cheese a four out of five.  I will say, however, she “mmmm’d” three times during the meal.)

Everything was so fresh.  They even post where the potatoes come from that they are using that day. 

Mark rates restaurant bathrooms on his blog  (don’t ask.  he just does, okay?), so check it out for his take on Five Guys.

And, there are free peanuts in the shell too! 

Run, don’t walk, to FIVE Guys Burgers and Fries the next time you are in the mood for a good burger and fries.

What’s New?

I was at a wedding this weekend, talking to my friend, Chris, who has a blog too.  He mentioned that it was hard to keep up with.  I totally agreed.  (I have to stop here a laugh for a bit.  Chris is actually my good friend’s brother.  I’ve met him several times.  But, thanks to blogging, I know him much better.  I saw him at this wedding, and I said hi to him, and he said, “Are you the blogger?”  We both thought that was funny.  It’s like we have this new connection.  So, Chris, I hope it’s okay if I call you “friend.”)

There are times, like now, when I have probably 15 topics floating around in my head that I’d like to write about.  But, I don’t want to flood my blog with 15 entries!  (Yeah, I know, I could write them now and schedule them to post later, but that seems like cheating.)

My friend, Liz told me that I needed to blog more often because she checks it a lot to see what’s going on in my life, what crazy things my kids are doing, and if I’m still alive.  She does post often on her blog.  I’ll give her credit for that.  But her kids are funnier.  (Of course, I am kidding.  My kids are WAY funnier.  They just say things I can’t post.  Kidding.  Again.)

So, check out my friends’ posts when you are bummed that I haven’t written.  🙂

Let the Mules Out

The school year ends one week from today.  What the what?!??  Where did the time go?  How is it possible that I will no longer have a child in elementary school?  I feel like just woke from an 8-year coma, and found out that my kids grew up.

Brother Against Brother

As a firm believer in public education, I still find myself wondering if my kids are really learning as much as I’d like them to.  Are they delving into a subject and able to understand more than just facts and figures that they then regurgitate for a test and promptly forget?  (Like their mother did?  Couldn’t explain half of what I “learned” in World History in high school.)

Karen is studying the Civil War in 5th grade for the rest of the year.  She says they are supposedly re-enacting it in class, but they really aren’t doing anything.  “It’s really boring.  We just fill out sheets in class together, and it takes FOREVER!”  She seems disappointed that it’s not all it was advertised to be.  And, I can understand that.

HOWEVER, she had a friend from school come home with her today.  And, the twin girls that live next door are also in 5th grade.  I could hear all four of them outside.  They were talking, and playing around.  Just the usual stuff.  Then, the tide changed.  All of a sudden, I hear, “We need to go find General Grant!”  “Yes, but what should we tell him?”  “We are going to see the mayor.”  “I found a musket!”  And, on and on. 

Could it possibly be true that Karen is truly learning about the Civil War?  More than just dates and names?  Wow!  My tax dollars really do make a difference!

Get Your Game on, Go Play!

Short and sweet today. If you like to play games online, but are tired of limited time trials, check out  You get to play your favorite games for free, all you have to do is watch a commercial between every couple of rounds or so. 

This is just awesome, in my opinion.  I don’t really have the money to spend on games, but I do love to play them when I need a chance to decompress.


Guten Tag!

I was looking for something for Karen to do this summer, and remembered that a production company that is based in our school district does a camp for the month of June and then puts on a musical at the end.  So, I looked into that, and this year they are doing “Willy Wonka.”  The difference, though, is that this year adults are also in the musical.  (In the past they have had two separate productions.)

As I read the information, I thought about a comment I had made in our Bible Study group a couple of months ago.  I said one thing I regretted not doing was trying out for musicals and plays in high school and college.  Now here was my chance!  I thought about it for several days, not telling anyone my thoughts.  Then, two days before the deadline, I gathered up enough nerve to tell Tom. 

Which seemed really strange.  Why would I be so uneasy about telling my husband?  The man I’ve loved for more than 20 years?  Did I think he would laugh?  Was I afraid he would scoff?  I don’t know, but I didn’t expect the reaction I got.  His eyes lit up, and he said, “I think you should TOTALLY do it!  Famous people are always saying, ‘I just walked into an audition and…’  I really think you should!!”  Wow.

So, the next day I told Karen, thinking that if I was going to try out, she would too.  Nope.  Not interested.  She LOVED the idea of the camp.  LOVED the idea of performing.  HATED the idea of trying out.  WHAT?!?!?  I assured her that the girl across the street tried out two years ago by singing Happy Birthday.  I assured her that since it was a camp, everyone  gets to be in it.  You may just be in the chorus (or in this case, and Oompa Loompa), but you get to be on stage.  Nope.  Still not interested.  I even told her that she’d only have to try out in front of a couple of adults.  No one else.  Uh-uh.  No way.

After she left for school, I went ahead and sent in my info for an audition.  No turning back now.  I decided not only would I be doing something I’ve always wanted to try, but I’d be teaching Karen a lesson as well.  Get out there and do something out of your comfort zone.  You may always regret it if you don’t.

When I showed up at the audition, every single person trying out came up to my hip.  I felt like Gulliver on his trip to Lilliputia.  I went up to the desk and asked, “This is for adults, too, right?”  The girl behind the desk assured me it was, but that I was the only one during this particular audition time.  Ah.  I felt better after some teenagers came through the doors.  Now when we did the dance steps, I wouldn’t look like Dorothy surrounded by the Munchkins.

After I sang my audition song and fumbled through the dance steps, I was so proud of doing it!  I stepped out of the box and lived to tell about it!

That night, I got a call that they wanted me to come back and sight read some music and do a cold read of the script.  I was thrilled beyond words!  I felt 30 years younger!  As giddy as a school girl!

I had so much fun at the callbacks.  It was great to see and hear kids read and act.  Oh, and I was definitely the oldest one there.  I could have easily been the mother of anyone in the room.  It didn’t bother me, though.  I figured if the director didn’t think I was too old, then I was good with it.

I read for one part-Mrs. Gloop.  She and her son, Augustus are from Germany and eat A LOT.  I pulled out this German accent and took off, rubbing the head of my son, pinching his cheeks, etc.  The director started laughing and later said she could watch that scene over and over it was so funny.

I left that day higher than a cloud!  No matter what happened, I had done my best.

Today, I found out that I got the part of Mrs. Gloop!  I was home alone and screamed and danced around!  It has already been such a wonderful experience.

AND, my point to Karen was made.  This week she told me that she was going to play the violin with a few other students for the Volunteer Breakfast at school.  She said, “At first, I wasn’t going to, but then I thought about what you said.  About later regretting not doing something that you might be a little afraid of, so I decided to go ahead and do it.”  WOW!  

I honestly don’t know how this could have turned out better.  I’ve thanked God several times already, and will definitely do so during my bedtime prayer.  And, I will go to sleep with a smile on my face!  Gute nacht, meine freunde!

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