Ten Pounds in a Five Gallon Bucket

You’ve likely heard of the phrase, “cramming ten pounds of ____ into a five gallon bucket.”  If you’re like me, that would summarize your weekend.
I’m not complaining in the least!  My mind is whirling, trying to process all of the things that I did this weekend and find “storage room” in my brain for memories! 

I met some incredibly funny and fun-loving folks at Country on the River.  I haven’t laughed that much in a very long time!  I learned how a man can get 30-second abs.  And had the fact reinforced that men who are bold enough to wear an eye-catching get-up, are generally going to be the life of the party.

Admittedly, I was wiped out by the bus ride home.  I had been awake for nearly 24 hours at that point; a brutal reminder that I’m getting older.  

I took a hot shower when I got home and fell into bed—out cold—only to be roused a couple of hours later, by a whimpering dog, and toe nails on the wood floor in the kitchen.  Our dog, Bo had to take a major crap.  He hadn’t been feeling well lately, so I sprung out of bed and let him outside, much to his relief.  However, upon returning to the bedroom, I noticed that Bo managed to spring a leak out of his backend on the carpeting… all the way down the hallway.  Not one drop on the wood floors.  Nope; it all landed on the carpeting.

I felt awful for him though.  He just wasn’t feeling very well.  The good news was that by yesterday, he had some spring back in his step.  Suffice it to say, his “painting” of the carpeting must have got most of the “ick” out of him.  I still love him.

Didn’t get too much sleep, as there was the Von Arx family reunion on Saturday, and I had volunteered to help check people in for the festivities.  It was fun to see faces that I haven’t seen in a while.  And nice to be working on a station that many of them seem to listen to as well!  

From there—it was off to the La Crosse Fairgrounds Speedway, where my husband’s two drivers knocked out another 1-2 finish in the NASCAR Late Model division.  Ty Majeski set the fast time for the division, and then grabbed the checkers in the main event, by deftly charging to the front.  Steve Carlson, who appears to have a lock on the championship, snagged the second spot at the finish line.

Admittedly, I DID finally sleep in on Sunday.  I probably should have gotten up and gone to church to thank God for all he’s blessed us with in our lives, but honestly—I just couldn’t move.  (Plus, Bo slept outside on the off-chance that he had the runs again.)

We spent most of the day yesterday helping my step-daughter, Chelsey get things ready to go to the Wisconsin State Fair, where she will be showing her sheep.  My husband got up at 2am to head over there, so needless to say, I got up early too and came into work.  Why not?  Might as well face the day and get on with it!  

No complaints from me on the weekend!  It was nice to have it mostly filled with personal, family fun—and not all work stuff.  How was your weekend?  Are you able to squeeze your butt cheeks and pick up a dime from the floor?