Man I am in a FUNK! \u00a0Just can’t seem to get this thing kept up. \u00a0Not like I don’t have anything to go off either, we’ve actually been quite busy. \u00a0Maybe that’s the issue, who knows. \u00a0ANYWAY, poor excuses aside, we had a great holiday weekend. \u00a0We locked up the house and headed north last Wednesday afternoon, destined for our friends Danny & Denise’s house outside Harvard, NE. \u00a0We visited them last year and had such a good time that when they mentioned hosting another big party this year, we were ready to go. \u00a0The party wasn’t actually until Saturday, but I’m not much on driving, so if there is a five hour car ride involved I’m gonna be there a bit. \u00a0Matter of fact, by the time we got across the river I was pretty worn out, so we stopped at Martin’s house and ended up staying the night there. \u00a0Gotta break those long drives up a bit.<\/p>\n
Thursday we got back in the car and continued our north-west journey. \u00a0Despite several stops along the way, we made good time and got there around dinner. \u00a0We spent the rest of Thursday and all day Friday catching up, playing cards, and just sort of enjoying their farm, not to mention their pool. \u00a0Last year we took Teagan along, but decided against it this year. \u00a0This turned out to be a wise decision, as they recently brought two longhorns into their big assortment of animals, and I’m relatively sure she would have ended up impaled in short order. \u00a0There was enough trouble with the horses last time, I think these monsters would have been too much for her to resist. \u00a0I also spent a good amount of time wearing Dan out with irrigation questions. \u00a0Not sure why, but for whatever reason I found the pivots<\/a> rather fascinating on this particular trip. \u00a0How do you water a square field with a pipe that travels in a circle? \u00a0How often do those things break? \u00a0What if the well runs out? \u00a0Poor guy probably thought a two-year-old was staying with him. \u00a0Then I noticed the surface<\/a> systems and started all over again. \u00a0Hey I thought it was interesting, what can I say.<\/p>\n Saturday was the fiesta, which was held at one of his boy’s houses. \u00a0Actually the party was in the quonset<\/a>, which seemed to be a quite popular structure on all the farms. \u00a0(Naturally, upon taking notice of this, I bombarded them with another likely ridiculous string of questions. \u00a0Hey, might as well get informed on these vacations.) \u00a0It was an all-day affair, and we had a great time. \u00a0The smoker was fired up with 20 pork butts working, there was a 100′ slip-and-slide for the kids, and assorted other forms of amusement. \u00a0The weather suited the outdoor activities just fine, despite the sometimes annoying wind. \u00a0Later in the evening a few more members of the 295th showed up, that I hadn’t seen in a good many years. \u00a0They didn’t bite on my attempts to draw them into a discussion on what types of irrigation they found most practical, so we ended up rehashing old war stories of the Big One Of \u00a0’91, which as usual was good for several hours of laughs. \u00a0After the enormous potluck that was dinner, we all sat back and watched his boys put on a massive fireworks display. \u00a0I should add some pics in here, but of course I’ll never get around to it. \u00a0They had two full pallets of the goods, stacked about four foot high. \u00a0I have honestly never seen a display that big at a private party, it was great. \u00a0Incidentally, the “Children of the Corn<\/a>” reference comes from the fireworks. \u00a0During the daytime the kids were shooting off parachutes, and with the high winds they were drifting off over the nearby cornfield. \u00a0There would be twenty kids there, and then they would just suddenly disappear into the corn. \u00a0It was eerie, I tell you. I’m sure the kids wondered why I insisted on calling them all “Malachai” all day.<\/p>\n Sunday was the unfortunate drive home. \u00a0Ugh. \u00a0I guess it wasn’t too bad, except I could barely stay awake. \u00a0Went a lot faster than the drive up there, mostly because I was too tired to stop so we just kept hammering, save one required gas stop. \u00a0We got home around 2:00, and opened to the door to an extremely baleful moaning from the second floor. \u00a0Didn’t strike us as out of the ordinary; \u00a0Kane (the cat) gets quite upset when we leave town for a few days. \u00a0We set about bringing our bags in, making sure the house seemed in order… \u00a0And still the wailing continued. \u00a0Huh, that’s funny, he is usually right down here voicing his displeasure as soon as we get home. \u00a0I called his name a few times, and he just got louder. \u00a0Finally I headed upstairs to check it out, and found the poor little guy had gotten shut in a closet while we were hurriedly packing. \u00a0On Wednesday. \u00a0Four full days earlier. \u00a0Oops. \u00a0Needless to say, he was even a bit more put out with us than usual. \u00a0That sounds like a crazy-long time, but he really didn’t seem too bad off. \u00a0He headed straight for his food and water bowls, then set about telling us all about the horrors of being locked in a small closet with no litter box for days on end. \u00a0He’s been known to hold a grudge too, we might be hearing about it for a few more days.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Man I am in a FUNK! \u00a0Just can’t seem to get this thing kept up. \u00a0Not like I don’t have anything to go off either, we’ve actually been quite busy. \u00a0Maybe that’s the issue, who knows. \u00a0ANYWAY, poor excuses aside, we had a great holiday weekend. \u00a0We locked up the house and headed north last […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1509","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-current-events"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1509"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1510,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509\/revisions\/1510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1509"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1509"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1509"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}