Dunked, Trimmed, Bday, Worst game ever
Our Saturday was extremely busy. Ali and I started out the morning by two manning the chore of weeding the garden. The combination of using pure garden soil along with nightly watering from the sprinkler system has resulted in our vegetables we have planted doing pretty well. It also has resulted in the garden exploding with weeds. The garden gets weeded at a minimum once a week and sometimes a couple times during the week by Ali. Even with that work there had to be 1000 weeds in that garden. They were everywhere. Ali and I worked a solid 45 minutes until we had all the little weedlings removed. After we finished I went around and generously applied some Preen for Vegetable Gardens in hope it would slow down the weed nightmare.
After the weeding we continued on a non-stop blitz of work. One of the things I attended to was spider web removal inside the pool cage. Doing so involves me walking around with a broom and knocking down the webs from the corners overhead. I methodically made my way around the perimeter of the cage. As I was looking up to spot my next target I didn’t realize that I was dangerously close to the edge of the pool. All of a sudden I went to take a step with my right foot and nothing was there but air. Before I knew what happened I was neck deep in chilly water and in substantial pain.
The first order of business was dragging myself out of the pool. Once I did I was sitting/laying on the pool deck trying to take inventory of my injuries. When I fell in my left quad hit and drug along the lip of the pool. I actually stopped myself from going under with my left elbow when it crashed on the cement. The elbow hurt but not horribly. I felt a steady burn from the leg. Ali came back around from the front of the house. I said to her “Look at what I did” Immediately she panicked and she was looking around to see if I was holding a snake or something. I said “look at me….” She sees that I am soaked from head to toe and starts laughing. The laughing stopped when I pulled up my shorts to look at my leg. I had a huge abrasion on my leg. It sort of looked like I was drug down the street. The area continued to feel warmer and more painful. I knew it would probably swell as time went on. It didn’t slow me down however. I continued on with my chores outside, I didn’t even change out of the wet clothes until a couple hours later.
We were going out to dinner with my mom that night and she was sleeping over afterward. That is why we were rushing to get everything done.
We were going non-stop right until we left to pick up mom. One of the things Ali was working on was making the world famous chocolate cake. She added some additional decorations that added a nice personal touch.
So mom said she wanted to go to a place called the Bay House for dinner. Both her and Ali had been there before, I never had been there. It is at a nice location right on the bay/river although since it was dark you couldn’t see all that much. The inside of the place was very warm and inviting, with rich, dark wood and even a burning fire place.
Our waiter Brad was very nice. The menu however was very high brow, expensive and not extremely diverse. They had a lot of seafood, a few steaks and one chicken dish. They had nothing vegetarian on the menu but Brad was able to have the chef whip up a plate of vegetables for Ali. I had the chicken dish, mom had the flounder. The food simply wasn’t that great. Of our three meals I think Ali enjoyed hers the most. It wasn’t bad, it just wasn’t what you would expect when you are paying some decent bucks for the chow. I barely ate half of the chicken.
We had a funny moment after the meal. I was feeling rather sleepy so I opted for some coffeee. Brad talked me into trying the “french roast” coffee as opposed to the regular stuff. He brings out the french roaster, a device that looked sort of like a mini pitcher with a plunger on the top. I never saw such a thing before and asked Brad how it worked. Brad explained that as the plunger is pressed, it pushes the ground coffee down. He began the process and as soon as he pushed the pot immediately vomited out coffee/coffee grinds out onto the table. Mom got splashed a bit, she was lucky the pot was not turned 15 degrees more in her direction. Brad was embarrassed by the coffee malfunction. He cleaned up the mess and after successfully depressing the plunger told us he wouldn’t charge us for the coffee. It was a nice offer, although everyone found the incident entertaining.
The bill came and it was steep as expected. We didn’t have appetizers or desert and even with the free coffee it was a tick under $120. I still gave Brad a 20% tip even with the less than fantastic food. He was a nice guy. We headed home where my mom was greeted by a very excited dog. Nicki loves when my mom comes over. Mom was very tired but stayed up long enough for us to enjoy some of her birthday cake. Ali once again did a first class job with it, it tasted great. The coffee gave me a little kick in the ass. I stayed up till 10:30 playing my death knight in WoW before hitting the sack.
There was a dramatic temperature change from Saturday to Sunday. We woke up to temps in the 50’s with lots of wind. I decided to take advantage of the cool temps to knock out the last of the tree trimming. Two of the trees were right next to the pool cage and were a pain in the ass. One of the trees is very tall and required pole saw only trimming. I had to be careful that anything I trimmed didn’t crash into the pool cage and rip a screen. In total I trimmed up five trees. I had the trees trimmed and the fronds dumped back in the ditch before mom and Ali were ready to leave to go shopping. Before they left mom thanked me for her birthday dinner. We will see her again shortly for Thanksgiving.
While mom and Ali were shopping I had the “pleasure” of watching one of the worst Eagle games in history. They were playing the stinking Bengals, a 1-8 team that hasn’t been able to get their head out of their ass all season. Surely it should be an easy win. After some four hours of watching the most anemic offensive football in my life, the Eagles limped out of there with a 13-13 TIE. Yes a tie. Let me break down my points.
Donovan sucked plain and simple. I don’t know why in the past month he is totally unable to complete a pass in the first quarter. His four turnovers absolutely cost the Eagles a win. For the majority of the time he looked like he was more worried about being cold than playing the game. He could have easily thrown 5 picks or more if the Bengals were able to catch. Why in the F does Donovan REFUSE to run the ball anymore? Make some damn plays, give the defense something else to worry about! Donovan is far too inaccurate to rely solely on being a pocket passer. It also made me feel real good to know our QB didn’t realize after 10 years in the league that if no team scores in OT it is a tie, cripes. Did I mention that he sucked?
What the F is the deal with Sav Rocca? I mean I could have punted better. Yea sure every punter shanks one sometimes but he shanked four or five in a row! It was incredible how bad he was yesterday.
If Westbrook isn’t healthy enough to be productive why is he playing? He did absolutely nothing yesterday.
Fat Andy had a ridiculous run to pass ratio. It was something like 55 passes to 18 runs. He just looked like he had no clue. It’s a pretty sad state of affairs when your coach does a little hop for joy after the 1-8 team you are playing misses a game winning field goal so you can secure the TIE. Of course as usual he spews the same, robotic, emotionless BS, “I have to do a better job”. Damn it I want a coach that gets pissed off when his team shits the bed!
The officiating in the NFL is ridiculous. Specifically the roughing the passer calls. I mean come on, you basically are not allowed to touch the QB. That roughing call on Sheldon Brown late in OT that gave the Bengals the field goal opportunity was pure bull shit. I mean they should probably just have a two hand touch rule for QB’s. You are only allowed to gently touch them with your hands and no pinching! It really detracts something from the game when defenders have to worry about hitting the QB too hard or at an angle that may be construed as inappropriate. I screamed at the tv for a solid minute after that call.
So anyway, it all added up to a dreadful performance against a shitty team. If the Eagles were playing just about any other team in the NFL they would lose that game. The Eagles aren’t going anywhere this year. You can bank on it.