My Wednesday night class is called British Comic Novel. The first night of class we were asked “What makes you laugh.” Seems like a very straight forward question, but try to put it in words. Then we had to give examples of our words.
The second night of class the professor summed up what we said:
At the Irregular and at the unexpected
The erroneous (deviation from familiar the Cathartic (psychological reaction)
patterns and norms)
Physical release of nervous tension
Verbal expression of surprise
The Incongruous The Coincident
(juxtaposition of unlike things) (sudden discovery/achievement of order)
appearance (features) connection
Since that first and second night of class we’ve been discussing different books that we’ve been required to read. The first was Joseph Andrews by Henry Fielding, the second was Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons, and the third was The Code of the Woosters by P.G. Wodehouse. (by the way we’re reading 10 books in 16 weeks… plus I have books I’m reading for comps, wish me luck!)
Last night we finished up The Code of the Woosters, being a seminar class, we’re all required to talk. That’s part of our class participation, we have to ask a question, state a comment, or feed off someone else’s comment twice.
But one of the guys offered up this… Is The Code of the Woosters masculine comedy. Whoa, that opened a whole discussion for like 20 minutes on what is masculine and what is feminine comedy. Did you know there was a difference? I didn’t. I mean once we sat and talked about it, maybe there is… but I’m not 100% sure I totally buy that either.
Some of the characteristics described for masculine comedy is slapstick/physical (think America’s Funniest Home Video’s and all the people who constantly get racked over and over) and rude/crude. And they described feminine comedy as more predicaments we could find ourselves in. It was more compared to romantic comedies.
I’m getting closer to not being able to say that I can’t count the times I’ve gone trail riding on one hand… the current count is 4. Now this doesn’t include riding all over the place at my parents/grandparents house checking for cattle, this only includes going to a place specifically for trail riding. The 4 times include once while I was dating the hubs, Trails for Kids in April and now 2 Rides for Life (One in fall 2013 and this years).
For my husbands job, he is committed to work 2 weekends a year. This year one of those weekends happened to fall during the Ride for Life over the weekend. Because of that, Tbug and I were on our own if we wanted to go ride. We invited my dad but he had hay to mow/bale.
Earlier Friday afternoon I was texting with Karen about this that and everything else when I decided to see what time the ride started on Saturday morning. Initial plans were to pick Tbug up on Friday evening, she and I would get up first thing Saturday morning, load horses up and head to Pineville. When Karen said she thought it started at 8am though, plans quickly changed.
Hubby suggested I ask if Jared & Karen had room we could sleep in their camper. They did so we decided to load up Friday evening, go down and stay the night. And then Fit hit the Shan. haha….
I quickly started packing a suitcase with clothes we’d need. That seemed like it took forever. Oy! Then we headed to my parents house to hook up my dad’s truck to the trailer, load horses, and then go pick Tbug up on our way to Pineville. All went fairly smoothly until pulling out of my parents driveway we noticed dad’s truck didn’t have ANY power. Trucks are made for hauling things and it wouldn’t pull the trailer with our 2 horses and tack in it. Something was wrong.
Hubby called Grady and asked if they had an extra truck we could borrow. He said yes so we drove to their house to switch trucks around. Then I took my dad’s truck, which now drove perfectly (not pulling anything), to go pick Tbug up. From there we went back to my parents house to drop the truck back off and pick up my car. Then Abug, Tbug and I headed to Pineville.
On our drive down I happened to look up and see a guy standing on the side of the road (about halfway between home and Pineville). The more I paid attention to the man and the vehicles, I realized it was Pokey and Earl. Tbug was yakking my ear off about Kansas history, so I told her to hold that thought and quickly called Earl to see if there was anything I could do to help them. She said that Pokey had a blow out on a trailer tire and they were waiting for their brother in law to come rescue them but thanks for calling. I was like, well I know my car can’t pull a trailer but I didn’t know what was wrong so I wanted to be sure they were all A-ok.
Hubby left Deb & Grady’s house with their truck, our trailer and horses. Deb and Grady were leaving the house at the same time so I assume he followed them. They stopped at a burger place in Pineville called Burgertime. They grabbed Tbug and me a burger and fries. We both tried sharing with Abug but she wanted no part of any of it. He also got cheesecake for dessert. There were 2 boxes so I assume one for Tbug and one for me but we were told later that we weren’t to eat them without him. lol. The burger was good. I love a good cheeseburger.
This Ride for Life we lucked out because there were pens we could put our horses in instead of them having to stand in the trailer all night and Aloha pawing at the ground and keeping everyone in camp awake. Oh and the barn… I fell IN LOVE with the old barn. It was a little messy inside but who cares, it was GORGEOUS!
It’s Monday, already? Can I please have a weekend to recover from my weekend, or even just a day. I’m so worn out!
Before I write a post on my weekend though, let’s write up a post that started the tiredness… the CHIEFS 1st Home Game!
Not that I’m complaining, but I’m complaining a little bit, can we please just have games on Sunday’s at noon. That way no late nights. haha… let’s see if they listen to my plea (which I know the answer… I’m okay with them ignoring it).
Normally we wouldn’t attend a night game like this, but this was an exception… 1st Home game of the season + it was against the Denver Broncos. Do you blame us for going?
Normally we have a large tailgating spread, but this time, since it was a Thursday night and the first home game, which also makes the Red Coater’s help Paint the town red, it was a long night so Dan and Grady said they’d take care of it. Dan wanted me to point out that this is how he and Grady cook.
It’s Friday. Do you hear that? Friday! Woohooooo! And I have some awesomely fun plans this weekend that include studying. Oh wait… that’s not awesome. How about doing a photo shoot for a friend’s senior pictures and riding horses. Now that sounds more like it! Although there will be some studying in there too… I need to read The Code of the Woosters by P.G. Wodehouse. Ever read it? I hear it’s a funny, quick read. That’s what I need!
So since it’s Friday, let’s do some just quick minute thoughts, k? I saw a friend post on facebook yesterday that K isn’t a word, so Potassium to you too. ha! Okay, moving on….
1. Wednesday evening while I was driving to school my luck with red lights struck again. So far I haven’t had a typical Wednesday, but if it were a typical Wednesday, I would go through 19 stoplights. I hit 9 of them on red. Now I guess that isn’t tooooo bad but still, it’s not great. Over the weekend they were teasing me that at some point I had flashed a red light (I haven’t) and it was one with cameras, they caught it and now they want to see if I’ll do it again. Again, let me state clearly, I HAVEN’T DONE THAT. Okay now that that is clear… Hubby told me last night I needed to either find a red light and sit through it twice or else I needed to go outside, spin in 3 circles, spit, and curse to make it right with the light God’s so I didn’t get stuck at so many of them. hahaha… I told him the second was probably more something I could do.
Friday morning as we were headed out to Mermet Springs from Metropolis we passed by Hardee’s. Jared mentioned it so Saturday morning we decided to grab breakfast there before heading to dive. Have you had their Pork Chop Breakfast Sandwich? Oh goodness, you’re in for a treat with this one… no joke!
One thing I’ve learned about the group at Mermet Springs is they’re out to help make sure you have an enjoyable dive as well as an enjoyable trip. I even got an interview with the owner for the Scuba Blog I write. I got the back story on how they got the Boeing 727 from the movie bought as well as how they got it into the quarry for people to dive in. Pretty sweet story, really! Now the little ol’ man who has sat on the dock the last 3 years now is adorable.
Now the hotel has a continental breakfast but we decided not to eat there. Instead we decided to go back across the river to Paducah and eat at Cracker Barrel.
They gave Abug a kids menu. She ate the Crayons and Karen and I tried to color on it some. Do you see a theme here. ha!
After we ate we wandered through the store. I saw this sign and totally started laughing. This is definitely a sign for me. ha! I also found a Mr. & Mrs. Santa Clause Salt and Pepper shaker for $.99 a piece. I bought them. I’ll have to tell you that story some time.
Put the title to the theme of the Brady Bunch tune!
Yes, yes I just said that.
Last Thursday after I got out of class, we had plans to meet up with some friends and head to Mermet Springs for a weekend of scuba diving.
When I left the school I was supposed to be reading/listening to The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne and all I could do was sing the Brady Bunch Theme Song.
When I got to Jared and Karen’s house, I mentioned that and the rest of the weekend, EVERYONE was singing it. We met up with a bunch of friends at Mermet Springs (Metropolis, IL) and they got involved singing it. Craziness!
Half of the larger group left different times on Thursday, the rest left on Friday. We left around 11:30 so we didn’t have to haul tail to get there.
Once we got to Springfield, everyone in our truck (there were 6 of us… Hubby, Jared, Karen, Memaw, Abug and me) was hungry. I started listing different restaurants we could eat at. Eventually we chose Red Robin, YUMMMMMM! 🙂
Now our trip was 6ish hours and I drank at least 2 glasses of Sweet Tea. Not my smartest move :).
Now unless people are just meeting me for the first time, they’ve learned that I take pictures of everything. But I tried not to get on people’s nerves this trip so I mainly just stuck to pictures of my food and/or hubby’s food. I just try not to annoy people too much. Just because I like blogging and pictures doesn’t mean others do…
I went with the The Southern Charm burger. Black Angus patty glazed with brown sugar and topped with candied bacon, honey BBQ sauce, sharp Cheddar and caramelized onions on a toasted Ciabatta bun… although they were out of ciabatta buns so I got it on a jalapeño bun. I got a side of Parmesan Fries. Squirrely girly loved the fries. I couldn’t get her to eat hamburger though. Some days you pick your battles :).
Hubby went with the Burnin’ Love. Topped with fried jalapeño coins, salsa, Pepper-Jack, lettuce, tomatoes and chipotle aioli on a jalapeño-cornmeal kaiser roll. It’s love at first bite. He went with a side of Sweet Potato Fries. I should have tried a bite but didn’t get to. He liked it though so that’s really what matters!!
I wonder where they came up with the traditional Anniversary gifts…. Not going to lie, some of them are just a bit…. weird…. but hey whatever.
When hubby and I got married, as we approached our first anniversary I just knew we needed to keep gifts based around traditional gifts. This year I got lax on that though… hubby did good, me…. not so much. I really couldn’t decide what to get him. I thought about being a smart alic (sp??) and give him a log… you know, you could burn it in the fireplace? Weird right….
Anyway I wound up buying him this…….
Why yes, we are Chiefs fans at my house :). I still thought about going out and getting that log or a stick, but I didn’t.
The night before our anniversary everyone at dive club meeting gave hubby a hard time about forgetting our anniversary. Especially because I put up my facebook picture of our wedding picture and my grandparents wedding picture (same anniversary!!) earlier in the week. They said either
A) I was trying to remind him or
B) it was there to scare him and make him look at a calendar.
9/11. A date that lives on in the lives of many Americans and people world wide. A day that we thought that our world and our lives were coming to an end.
A date that I remember so vividly in my mind, where I was, especially that I watched that second plane hit the tower. Thinking that my dorm mate was watching a movie but definitely NOT sure what movie she’d be watching.
Sitting here typing this post in about the same time line as the date it happened is giving me goosebumps.
And while instances like this one happen from time to time, and people remember those dates, December 7, 1941, April 19, 1995, September 11, 2001, people remember where they were, people know them by heart, the best we can do sometimes is just cope with the date, remember the lives that were lost, remember the feelings we felt, and Pray to God for healing both for those involved, their families and our country.
This morning while I was on Facebook I saw a commercial that I remember watching during the 2002 Superbowl. For one I absolutely have a love for the Budweiser Clydesdale’s (I want to own one!) and for 2 it was such a great tribute to our country. I didn’t realize that it had only aired just once, but I wanted to share that video with you if you never had the privileged of seeing it, or if you just want to see it again!
Here is the interesting backstory to the commercial if you’re interested.