Sonny Curtis wrote that song in 1968-69 and it became a hot for the Bobby Fuller Four. Curtis was asked to step in for a guy named Buddy Holly who had some bad luck the day the music died.
Anyway I was thinking of that song today. I was havin' some fun with the lyrics a bit. Ya see I was going to start writing this blog at about 9:00 AM this morning. I had gotten up before my lovely wife and done dog duty, freshened up the kitchen, taken our some trash to our temporary dumpster, and was just settling down with Mr. Barron's publication when Devin Join me for a cup of coffee in our sun room.
We talked about some news issues and some family matters and then she said, "Oh yeah I want to straighten the side today." My immediate reaction was "Huh?"
Guys, a little lesson here. "Huh?", no matter how innocently you say it is translated into woman speak (aka wifespeak) as "What the hell do you mean we have to clean the side today you crazy stupid woman."
Now I covered as quick as I could by saying, "Oh yeah, today would be a good day to do that." After all it was only supposed to be about 96 degrees and more humid than 74% of the counties in Florida, so let's move roof tiles, and slate floor materials, and garden equipment.
So I put down Barron's and rinsed my coffee cup and put on my work tennis shoes. It was going to be a long day.
Now when my lovely wife gets in clean and straighten mode, she has the attention of a gnat. She found her leaf blower in a bag on the side of the house and discovered that a family of mice found it a nice zip code. Then she found a piece of plastic that was broken off her leaf blower (NOTE I said her leaf blower.) She asked me how this happened? I did not know we had a leaf blower until we found the family of mice living in this really nice room canvas bag. She handed me the piece of plastic which I interpreted as "Find where this goes and fix it."
Well I removed the mouse village from the bag and started looking on all the parts and pieces of the leaf blower and could not find where the piece went. When I looked up she was dragging a big tarp to the front of the house. I guess we were moving on to the next thing.
After I got the second tarp out to the front of the house, Devin had moved our big drink buckets (You know those big bright colored buckets you fill with ice and drinks.) fronm the other side of the house which now meant we were going to attack both sides of the house today. But that's ok because after all it was only supposed to be about 96 degrees and more humid than 74% of the counties in Florida.
I knew it was going to be a long day in the hot sun so I got my Buff, a headdress thing I wear when we fish to keep the sunrays form frying me to death. Remember I get moonburns my skin is so sensitive.
Anyway I spent the next three hours following Devin and figuring out what we were doing next, as I have no idea what she will think of next.
For example we have about 29 cans of left over paint from all the work on the house. It is trash but since we don't live in a cariogenic hazardous waste friendly state, there is some special dump we have to take those cans. They were stacked in various locations.
Devin said to go up stairs and get a box. Now we have several sizable boxes in our office upstairs as one of our future projects is to downsize our book count in the office. Devin loves filling big boxes with books and magazines and watching me try and move them.
She really gets a kick out it when I irritate my inguinal hernia and fall on the floor grabbing my crotch. Now we are taking a big box and filling it with stuff heavier than books, partially filled paint cans.
When she was out of sight I called Miguel, our gardener extraordinaire. I asked him if he could take some paint to the hazardous dumpsite and he said yes. I proudly moved 29 cans of paint into a very large box knowing my lower intestines will not be visiting my scrotum any time soon, I HOPE.
That when it was time to start moving slate and cement roof tiles. And that is where the song comes in. Now I took some liberties with the lyrics, but you'll get the idea.
Movin' slate in the hot sun,
I fought the wife, but the wife won,
I fought the wife, but the wife won.
Eventually even she was wearing out of steam and we had finished "that side". I took one of the most deserved showers in ages. Then it was time to think about dinner. I had a great idea which I'll share in a moment.
First I told Jack we were going up to Golds Gym as he has promised to stay in shape since making the decision to withdraw from Football. I decided to join the club with him. After a quick tour we met with John, one of the membership counselors.
He started with me, and asked me what my goal was? I said world domination, but the testosterone in his body did not allow him to laugh or smile, only grimace or flex. I then said that I would like to loose some weight and make my chest and waist smaller without sweating.
He moved on to Jack and we set up appointments with trainers starting next week. I noted they had a heavy bag and I used to love working out on the heavy bag in our old house. After our meeting at the gym I went over to a sporting goods store and bought a pair of training gloves. I am actually looking forward to hitting the bag again. But then I realized I have to get dinner.
Now for my recipe of the day, it was quick and simple but turned out really good. I got there heads of romaine, some Caesar dressing, croutons, and some onions. (I like white or Vidallias, but many people like red on romaine.) we got 4 brauts and 4 italian sausages. I got three peachterines. (Really they are a cross between a peach and a nectarine. I guess Necteches was too hard to say.)
We got home at about 5:15. I took the sausages and grilled them to perfection and put them on the top rack of the BBQ. I let the fire keep happening and split the Romaine down the middle and threw them on the BBQ for about 2-3 minutes on each side. I was also grilling the sliced onion on the grille as well. I took the onion slices and once they had a slight char mark on them I cut the onion slices in quarters.
I put two haves of the grilled romaine on each place sprinkled the grilled onions on top and put one braut and one sausage between the romaine have and rushed them in the house where we put the dressing and the croutons on the salad. It was a hit. The very slight char on the romaine gave a new taste to Caesar Salad. (I believe I had this one at Hanna's so thanks for the muse Sean.)
For dessert, I took the peachterines (which by the way pit real easy) and dropped them on the frill just till they start to char and caramelize (about 5 minutes over medium heat). I pull them from the fire, put them on the plate, drizzle just hint of honey on each slice and squirt some whip cream on it. Delicious and it only took about 30 minutes total.
So that was today and we owe you couple of days. Thursday, we just straightened my office. (Ellen can be a slave driver some days.) Friday, I took Jack to Salt Creek to scare up some corbin fly fishing in the surf. Since this was his first trip as a FishWhisperer, it was appropriate the Dennis join us. Here they are and a shot of Jack on his own.
The fish and the wind were not cooperating Friday as the only thing I got was a sunburn on my legs. It was long tough afternoon, but we still had fun. Devin, Kristin, Ryan and I finished the day at a very busy Hanna's. It was really hoppin. Dave pointed me in the direction of one of the best reds I have tasted in a long time.
It was a 2009 M Etain brought to by the Scare Crow fame people. This thing was out of this world. It was deep ruby black red in color. Even though Dave had just opened it at the table, there was a nose attack going on. Fruits, vanilla, currant, and a subtle metallic thing happening. I could nto wait to taste it and was really blown away. There was a light cherry thing going on but it was chewy and creamy at the same time. A really lush wine. There was some smoked meat taste to it as well. I could spend an evening tearing this thing apart, one of the most complex reds I have had in a while. These are hard to come by and will set you back about 150-170, but it is a life memory in your mouth.
Before we talk about the market, I have to say that I am blessed to have so many people who apparently really enjoy this blog. I got a nice note from Doyle who provided some of the fodder from my last post and he was flattered to be mentioned. His daughter Linda a dear friend of our family, know for years as aunti-Linda to our kids was teasing me because I did not mention that she and her husband Dan were at the wine dinner last week. They were and I was glad they were, it was fun night.
We are up to 56 people getting the blog (Dave, get me Beth's e-mail so she can be 57.)
Since 6/29/2012
