Grasshopper Hunting to End the Summer

Last Wednesday was the last day of summer vacation for the kids (my two week vacation from classes ended that Monday). We had a  mini-tradition, for a bit, of having a picnic in Whitnall Park during the week Lisa would work at State Fair. It's been a few years, but Ginger brought it up recently and so, for a last hurrah, we did the same. 

Sorta. 

We started out with an early dinner at Kopp's Custard. 

Oy, I know YaYa will hate this picture, given it shows her apparently jamming food in her mouth. But of the two I have as options, trust me kiddo - this is the more flattering ;)

 Alas, after dinner we split up. Nothing was wrong, but for some reason I don't even remember I got it into my head to go catch grasshoppers, and that only appealed to Ginger. In an act of sisterly love, LuLu offered to come with. And so the three of us went a'huntin'. 

Ginger was game for the chase. 

LuLu was not, and served as our spotter. An effective one at that. 

 

 LuLu also became our location photographer. 

 We were very successful, catching enough grasshoppers to fill a gallon pickle jar when we got home.

Ginger's grasshoppers have even mated and laid eggs since they joined our household!

My Mom sounded cheerful today and said the doctor is debating between sending her home for outpatient therapy or directing her to a rehab facility.

To a T

My Life Plan

C'mon People

I just don't understand the commenters on Clinton's social media. It's one thing to express your agreement, it's another to respond as if she herself is writing it and gush about how much you adore the way she thinks. What kind of idiot are you? She isn't composing posts between fundraisers. I guarantee it's a Lilly white college intern, living off their Daddy's stipend, that is writing every word.

Dang.

Update

I spoke to my Mom Friday evening. It was a stroke, and in my judgment her speech intelligibility is down maybe 20%. They still haven't located a blockage and will be doing more testing today.

Bad News. Prayers Needed.

My mother had an apparent (minor) stroke yesterday and is hospitalized. She is, or was, awake and talking in the ER, albeit with some distortion of her voice. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.

Yup. This!!