Husband Tag

This is husband tag and I have been tagged! Here is how it goes:

Rules: Each person has to answer questions about their sweetheart. At the end of your post tag 4 people, post their names and then go to their blogs and leave them a comment about the tag.

(Because my blog is open, I will have to be creative. Also, the only people I know well enough to tag have already been tagged.)

* What is your husbands name? Kimo
* How long have you been married? – 33 years, 10 months
* How long did you date? 16 months
* How old is he? 56 years and some change.
* Who eats sweets? It’s a joint project.
* Who said I Love You first? He did.
* Who is taller? I am shorter by a few inches
* Who can sing best? Me, but he can carry a tune just fine.
* Who is smarter? I think he’s edged me out on that one.
* Who does the laundry? I get it washed and dried; he folds his own clothes and all the towels.
* Who pays the bills? He has taken care of the bills for the past ten to fifteen years or so.
* Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? He does. We have changed sides a few times over the years. When he started getting lots of middle of the night phone calls from work many years ago, I started sleeping on the phone side of the bed so that the guys at work had to talk to me first. Pretty soon, they stopped calling so often. For lots of years, I slept on the side of the bed closest to the bedroom door for the convenience of the children who didn’t sleep through the night. (Or was it really to intercept them before they reached Kimo?)
* Who mows the lawn? Our lawn boy comes once a week whether we are here or not. (such a wonderful luxury) I do the majority of the rest of the yard work, such as weeding, but Kimo will dig big holes, haul and shovel and spread mulch and compost, etc.
* Who cooks dinner? Me. He could warm up his own left-overs if he needed to. But would more likely get take-out
* Who drives? He does. I only drive us if he is sick. I’m a perfectly good driver, though. He can’t help it, he just can’t relax if he isn’t the driver.
* Who is first to admit they are wrong? It depends. I suppose it’s 60% him and 40% me.
* Who kissed who first? It was mutual.
* Who asked who out first? He asked me. I wasn't really interested but my roommate nudged things along.
* Who wears the pants? We both wear pants. (Once in a while I put on a dress.)

I'll tag someone as soon as I think of them.

A really special parade

We just spent a really pleasant 24 hours in Cedar City. We went down to catch the end of the fall run of the Festival. We saw Moonlight and Magnolias (a comedy about writing the screenplay for Gone with the Wind) on Friday night and Gaslight (a Victorian thriller) this afternoon. Both were excellent and we also took in the Literary seminar, the Props seminar and the matinee orientation today before the play started.

On the way to the seminars we were delayed because of a little traffic problem. As we headed into town, we encountered what seemed to be a traffic jam. Odd for little Cedar City- on a Saturday, no less. Then we could see flashing lights ahead and cars were pulling into the center lane and opposing lanes to U-turn or to take side roads. Hmm, there just be an accident ahead. After just a minute, though, we were able to determine the true cause of our delay. Our side of the road was packed with sheep, heading down the road into town. And I don't mean just a few sheep. The sheep were trotting fleece to fleece, nose to tail, three lanes wide and about a block long. We heard later that there were over a thousand sheep. We took a side road around the sheep to the next intersection hoping to get past them and on our way. But, alas, the sheep approached the intersection just as we did and and a police car insisted we had to yield to them. I present this snapshot as proof of our encounter.


We turned around again and made it to the theater just a few minutes late. Later as we were walking towards the center of town, we saw a banner that explained our strange encounter. It was the weekend of the Livestock Festival and the sheep were headed into town for the sheep parade.

Ah, Cedar City! Gotta love it!

Here I am

So yesterday Somebody's Mother's daughter suggested that I am way behind in the posting department. And Somebody's Mother's other daughter commented on the lack of postings about that Magical Kingdom visit earlier in the month. So here you go. Here is a picture taken while Somebody's Parents and grandchild were busy on the carousel.
The whole trip was lots of fun but a little exhausting because the grandparents stayed up later than the little guy but still got up early when he was ready to go have more fun.

Here is a picture of JJ at one of his favorite Disneyland places and a couple of "fun with Grandpa" pictures.