Parents Weekend – University of Scranton 2013..

Last weekend was the Parents Weekend for the University of Scranton. DS3 is a junior there this year.  I would guess that as students move up in their years, that the parents might visit less. Sorry boys, that is not the case with us. As you may know we have two college children in Scranton along with my parents and a bevy of relatives.   We did not see any of the relatives this past weekend.  Visiting time was short and probably will be again this week. Maybe we could all meet at Coney Island Hot Lunch for a dog or two around 1 pm on Saturday.  Anybody interested?  Buhler, Buhler?

Saturday morning started early for us. We were on the road at 6:30 am to arrive in Scranton by 9:30 am. The University of Scranton athletics department was holding the Second Annual Royals 5k run/walk. We did this last year with DS3. This is my 5k for the year. And no, we don’t run. We are in the walking group. DS3 was in the running group and finished in 8 th place with a time of 24.21. Since his entry form (or the translation of that form into the computer) was incorrect, he as listed as 0 age and without a name. He was unknown runner 800.  He would have gotten the first place trophy in the 20/29 age group. My DW and I finished in 54.04. I came is second to last in the runners (I was a walker) and she came in 8 th place of the walkers.  I beat her by .01 yet her finish looks better on paper.  No big deal. The person running the timing was having technical problems Saturday.  A link to the results can be found here.

Lunch was at the Coney Island Hot Lunch. DS3’s GF was in town for the weekend. We ordered her a hot dog with everything, she would not even taste it. Her loss. She wound up having a hamburger. Business was slow so we did not feel too bad sitting and talking with both boys after finishing our lunch. We took take home for DS1 when we left. The afternoon was spent visiting my parents, getting DS3 a new cell phone and throwing around a lacrosse ball on a field at Marywood University. Dinner was at Kildare’s Irish Pub. A full accounting of that meal can be found here. It rained Saturday night in Scranton, surprise!

Sunday morning we went to Marywood University to attend mass and watch DS2 play his trumpet with the choir. After mass we all went the Bucktown Diner for brunch. Then it was time for the boys to do some school work and the old folks to head back to New Jersey. We had a nice weekend visiting the boys.  We stopped in Red Bank, NJ on the way home for the Guinness and Oyster Festival. I will detail that in a different blog.

Thanks for reading

Namaste

 

105 degrees and still alive!

Last night I took my first forge into the world of Hot Yoga.  After the 90 minute class the teacher singled me out and announced that I had survived 105 degrees and was still alive! I am more of a back of the classroom and follow along as best I can, type of student. I went into the class with an open mind. My DW had been attending this hot yoga class for the last five or six weeks and actually seemed to be looking forward to the class each week. I figured if she can do it, so can I!

Monday nights used to lacrosse nights for me. They hopefully will be lacrosse nights for me again.  I currently am in the PUP or IR list. (Physically Unable to Perform) or (Injured Reserve). As you may have read, if you finish reading the blog each day, I was recently diagnosed with Atrial Fibrillation. This is an irregular heart rhythm. Last Wednesday they shocked my heart in an attempt to “reset” my heart rhythm.  The procedure was successful, so far.  As part of the pre/post procedure medicine regimen, I am on several medicines including blood thinners. The concern with the blood thinners and lacrosse (a contact sport even at my level) would be internal injuries that could cause fatal bleeding. Not my idea of a good time. I am off the lacrosse field until at least Thanksgiving. If the atrial fibrillation behaves, I could come off the blood thinners and return to the lacrosse field.

This frees up Monday nights to do something other than sitting on my butt watching tv.  My DW suggested I bring a beach towel to cover my mat (soak up the sweat) and a bottle of water to drink.  We walked into the room after saying hello to the instructor and the thermostat was set to 105 degrees. WOW!  My DW said not to pay attention to the number. Over the course of the 90 minutes the instructor had, at one point, turned the heat up to 108 degrees.  I guess she was feeling a chill!  I did sweat.  My heart raced with the yoga moves. The hot yoga practice apparently has a specific routine that is done in each hot yoga studio. NJ, NY, Paris or India.  If you take a hot yoga class some or most of the class will be the same. My DW said the opening and closing could be different. The middle is the same.

I am still learning. The heat was not that bad. The moves and the pace of the class reflect the heat. The toughest thing for me was that it seemed that everyone else in the class had some experience and I had none. I really had to pay attention and look around for clues as to what we were doing and how the various moves were supposed to look. Am I going back? Yes. I need the exercise.  My DW put her head on my chest when we got home to listen to my heart. She did not have her stethoscope with her last night.  She said that the hot yoga class had “not broken” my heart.  That is a good thing!

Give it a try, only you can decide. I am glad I gave it a chance.  Maybe in a few weeks my story will change, I hope not.

Namaste

Death of a lacrosse player..

Saturday morning, like the 1:30 am last call from Friday night, Saturday morning, one of the player’s from DS1 college lacrosse team was attacked and killed. As the weekend and now this week have passed, reading the news reports, that local police along with other law enforcement officers arrested two young men and have charged them with the murder. The current newspaper story says that the suspects admitted to the fight and kicking one of the players while he was on the ground.  It would appear from reading the news accounts that words were exchanged and alcohol was involved.

What a shame. We (my DW and I) know the player’s parents. We will be traveling to the wake and funeral on Saturday.

Here are some links to the story in the local media. I can say that my oldest child (DS1) made that walk home from the bar many a night. We feel quite fortunate that we never got that late night phone call..

Click here for newspaper story

 

Click here of funeral notice and information

Namaste

The rest of the weekend..

The rest of the weekend in Scranton was anti-climatic after the Sunday mass panic. We ate lunch at the Bucktown Diner with DS2 and DS3.  After lunch DS3 went back to school to do some homework, The rest of us went shopping at the Giant for those things that missed the move in list. We stopped by Cathedral Cemetery to visit my parents. The always appreciate a quick stopping by and saying hello. It is interesting to see how much the trees have grown in valley since my father was buried there in 1984. It helps to bring home the passage of time. After the cemetery went downtown to the Italian Festival.

The Italian Festival is held each year in Scranton on the streets around the courthouse. As you can image there are lots of food vendors. And not just Italian food. Our favorite place is Mr P’s where they sell home-made potato pancakes.  I had my three, sitting on the courthouse steps with sweat dripping down my back. Maybe one Labor Day the heat and humidity won’t be brutal at the festival. DS3 finished his homework and walked down from his campus and met us while we were walking around. DS2 got some fried Oreos. They were delicious. Both boys got some home-made root beer soda. I had a taste, it was good. Some vanilla ice cream would have made it extra primo good. The only ice cream stand there was swamped with people. We walked around a second time and only found that one ice cream vendor.  Hard to believe.

After we walked around we went up to the University of Scranton with DS3 to see his new dorm. He has his own room. The group of guys each have their own room, a common kitchen, living room and one bathroom. The building and the rooms looked pretty new. There was no air conditioning. We bought DS3 a box fan to put in his window. At least at night the box fan can pull the cool air into the room. In another month they will need sweatshirts and the fan will not as be useful.

Ds3 and I went to the Marywood campus and found a field with a lacrosse net. We spent 45 minutes sweating and feeding the bugs while we threw the ball around and worked on our shooting. DS3 must have hit the pipe (cross bars that hold the goal together) at least 12 times in that 45 minutes.

Dinner was a Doc Magrogans Fish Market. The restaurant is located on the way to the local outdoor concert venue where Kelly Clarkson and Maroon 5 were performing that night. We sat for 40 minutes in concert traffic to get to the restaurant. The attraction for me to this restaurant is that the specialize in raw, freshly shucked oysters. We have gone there on nights where there were ten different types of oysters from around the world. That night the list was kind of short. They had sold out of many of the more popular oysters.

We still managed to eat four dozen for our appetizer. DS3 brough along a friend from school that has eaten with use before. He likes oysters as well. The dinner was ok. Everybody but me had dessert. I was stuffed. We drove DS2 back to school, then dropped DS3 and his friend off at the U.  The city of Scranton had fireworks Sunday night. Our hotel was downtown, but our room faced the university. The fireworks were on the other side of the building. Neither of us had the energy to back downstairs and outside to see the fireworks.  We certainly heard them.

Monday, Labor Day saw us at the Bucktown Diner once again. This time DS2 brought his girlfriend. She was at the concert the night before, that is why she missed dinner. She likes snow crab legs, but certainly does not like oysters.

Pictures, here are a few from the weekend.  Thanks for reading and Enjoy!

Namaste

Back to school specials..

Did you participate in the back to school madness this year or have you escaped the back to school grind?  Here is Manahawkin, the grind appears to be over.  This past Sunday both of the college students packed their cars and drove back to Scranton. DS2 returned to Marywood University for his senior year. DS3 returned to the University of Scranton for his junior year. Right after they left we (DW and I) went food shopping.  As we are getting ready to leave, I glanced at her shopping list, it was still quite extensive. I asked, “If both of the boys went back to school, why is our list so long?” Her reply, “Well, they took everything with them!” Good point.

Our back to school shopping does not/did not include the Wal-Mart or Target. We were shopping in both stores over the last week and watched the families with children in tow choosing paper, pens, notebooks, backpacks.. The list goes on. In our world, back to school starts in July with student loan paperwork. Then the parents and students have to survive August. We had a car accident with DS2’s car. The damage was minor, the other party lives locally and were ok.  DS3 had the passenger window on his Mustang come off the track and fall apart. After 250 dollars and at least 8 hours of my life, the window goes up and down (more than once).

Oil changes, windshield wipers, brakes and headlights… The list goes on and on. Our shopping for back to school is just a bit more expensive than the Wal-Mart or Target families.

We are heading back to Scranton Sunday to see them. Yes, it has only been a week. And no, we are not in withdrawal.  Sunday is the Italian Festival in downtown Scranton. There are supposed to be fireworks Sunday night. I need to figure out where the fireworks will be. We are planning on dinner at Doc Magrogan’s Seafood House.  This Sunday and Monday they have their Buck A Shuck oyster sale.  Shucked oysters will be a dollar a piece. I’m looking forward to that.

Buried deep in tonight’s blog is a sidenote about the LimeGuy being diagnosed with Atrial Fibrillation. I’m not sure if this is the proper forum for this sidenote. This entry into the A Fib club has curtailed my lacrosse playing for the time being.  I did attend yoga for the first time in three weeks tonight. It was nice to do something active (yes, yoga is active) again. My knees have healed from the fall I took while playing lacrosse in Lake Placid three weeks ago. All I need is the all clear from the cardiologist and I will be back to playing. Further medical details can be shared by you the reader, emailing, texting or calling me directly.

Here are a few pictures from the back to school weekend with the boys.  Here is a Drop Box link to the entire group of pictures.

Thanks for reading,

Namaste

A distinct dislike for August..

Seems like the past few years, this being the third year in a row, that things and I just don’t get along on August. They break, get lost, break again and so on. Here are a few examples from this August.

  • My knees at the Lake Placid Tournament
  • DS3’s driver’s side window. It was a misbehaving. One child put the window down and then up. It has not worked correctly since. DS3 and I have replaced the window motor and parts. Today we replaced the window. Still the window will not stay on the track. This week before he goes back to college (hopefully) the car will go to the mechanic and see what he can do.
  • Last Tuesday was an election day here in New Jersey. We also had a tornado in our town. This is quite unheard of. My DW drove her van though a large puddle and the fan belt came off. The van got towed though the tornado zone and the fan belt replaced.
  • Saturday, DS2 re-ended a SUV on his way to work. The bumper, hood and other front end stuff are messed up The radiator was not punctured. The mechanic says that the problems are cosmetic and the car is driveable. They got the hood to close correctly.
  • Tuesday, while eating my Election Day lunch I chipped a tooth. I will be visiting the dentist soon.
  • Tonight, DS1 came out of the bathroom and asked why there is no hot water in the house. I guess I will be making that call tomorrow.
  • Friday, my laptop battery would not charge, I ordered a new battery from Amazon with Saturday delivery. By the end of the day it became apparent that the laptop was plugged into the wrong laptop cord. I now have an extra, new battery.
  • On the plus side, the student loans appear to be complete so the two younger children can go back to school.
  • The garden is between harvests. That is to say the cucumbers are about done and there are a few green tomatoes waiting for the sun.

Overwhelmed, I am. But, I will carry on. Due to my knees being bad from the tournament, yoga, lacrosse and bike riding are currently out of the question. Time for a new hobby, perhaps?

Here is a video from the storm that spawned the tornado in town. I was working the poll and went outside for some fresh air.  The person running across the parking lot was my DW. The siren in the background is the lightning siren at the ball fields adjacent to the polling place.

Enjoy!

Namaste

 

Empty account at the Karma Bank..

I don’t really understand it.  How could my good karma account be overdrawn?  Maybe the “issues” that I did not see nor have to deal with exhausted my account.  Karma Bank, what is that? Well, when you do good deeds and help people out for no personal gain, you get credits in your karma bank. Then when FATE stops by to smack you on the head (because it can), you can use some of your good karma like a get out of jail free card.  Or maybe that is just my way of looking at things. Either way, the last two weeks have been bumpy.

Two weekends ago, my DW and I went to Lake Placid so that I could play lacrosse in the Summit Lake Placid Lacrosse Tournament. I play on the Ohio Wesleyan University alumni team.  I am not an alumni. I am a friend of an alumni. About 60 % of the team did not attend the university.  Everybody knows somebody and you are on the team. Our team won out first three games which put us in the Championship Game on Sunday at noon time. That is pretty exciting stuff. We won our division in 2009 and went to the championship game the next year and lost.

Sunday at noon and we ae looking around on the sidelines. The face off guy who won 70 % of the face offs over the last three games had gone home. Several of our attack and midfield players from the previous three games, had gone home. The bench area was pretty barren of players on the OWU sidelines. We lost the game by a score of 6 to 4. Not bad considering the players that were missing. The other thing to note is that the winning team had scored 10 plus goals in each of the previous three games. We held them to 6 goals. 

Me, I am still injured from the weekend. In the first game another long stick defensive player (on the other team) took some offense to me and swung his stick like a baseball bat connecting with my shoulder and chest. I still have the bruises.  Saturday I was going for a ground ball and went out-of-bounds trying to keep my balance until I finally went down on my hands and knees on a cinder and mud roadway. Both of my knees still hurt. I am walking better and hoping not to have to call the doctor about them. Two years in a row I got hurt at this tournament. I’m starting to rethink my future attendance.

Sunday after we lost my DW and I drove to the top of Whiteface Mountain. The view was spectacular. There are pictures from the top of Whiteface.

Monday we drove home from Lake Placid, a fairly uneventful drive until we go into Ocean County, NJ. This is the same county where we live.  The people down here on vacation are nuts. Period. Driving like it’s the last day on earth. Tomorrow (which was a week ago) the world ends. Obviously not. I can’t wait for the summer season to be over.

Pictures, here is a link to the Whiteface pictures. And a team picture from Lake Placid. Enjoy!   Thanks for reading,

Namaste

SMP Farms..

Maybe the title should be “A Tale of Two Gardens”.  Last Saturday, my DW and I traveled to Annapolis, MD for a professional lacrosse game.  Wes stopped by SMP Farms to visit DS1 at work. He has been working at this job since last spring and we had never visited his work place. He works about 50 miles away from home. The GPS took us over the river and through the woods since we opted to avoid toll roads. I wanted to see what the route that he drives each day is like. I don’t think I would want to drive that route everyday. I would suck up and pay the tolls and set the cruise control. His route has too many lights and 45/50 mph zones for my taste.

There are of course pictures from our visit. I will add a few at the bottom and a link to the Drop Box folder so you can see them all.  The farm/nursery is huge. I really had no idea how large the business was. We were both quite impressed. DS1 met us when we drove in and gave us an hour plus walking tour of the farm. We met the owner. He was a lot younger than we expected. I thanked him for keeping DS1 employed. I have a habit of thanking the children’s employers when I meet them.  We also met several of his co-workers.

We watched DS1 do his Saturday job which is being a salesperson to the plant needy populace. We also watched him drive the tractor using it to load a tree into the back of a pick up truck. DS1 shared some business wisdom with us on Saturday. He told us if the potential customer arrived in a pick up truck, the chances of closing the sale were much greater than somebody showing up in their car looking to “kick the tires”  We picked out a couple of Day lilies and a Sago Palm Tree to take home.  DS1 got the honor of delivering them to our home and planting them Sunday afternoon. The Sago Palm was not planted since it can not take the New Jersey winters.

Here are a few pictures from the farm.  Enjoy!  And thanks for reading!

The two gardens? Her (DW) has the flower garden. Him (me) has the food garden. Saturday’s visit was a flower garden visit.

 

Namaste

 

Domestic – ness..

A Noun, meaning to do or be domestic (duh!). Straight from the Lime Guy Dictionary. But really, just some more catching up on the mundane and not so mundane day-to-day.  Now that the first sentence has sent the slackers off to click Like and read another far more exciting blog, we can get down to the domestic – ness of the day.

July 28 was DS1’s birthday. He turned 25. I did not receive an email from my insurance agent telling me that his car insurance had gone down. Funny how that happens. There will be a picture or two down below from the cake ceremony. You know, where everybody sings and blows out the candles.

Yesterday DS3 and I picked up the washer and dryer that we bought at a garage sale last month. The garage sale was in the “better ” part of town. The family had sold the 5 bedroom house and was moving to a slightly smaller, but brand new house. The new house had a washer and dryer already, so the LG front loaders (4 years old) were expendable. We bought them and the family upright freezer. The freezer replaced our freezer which was in the house when we bought the house in 1987. It was time.  We put the washer and dryer in the back of my mini van. When we got them home we had to remove some trim and a railing to get them into the cellar. This morning at 6:45 am (I could not sleep),I was in Home Depot buying the necessary parts to hook up the gas dryer. At this point today, we have done about 8 loads of laundry. Things got a little backed up after our old dryer died a week ago. Pictures below.

Today around noon time DS3 texted me to say that his boss was bringing a load of stone to the house to put down in the driveway. It was a good thing I was working from home today. They dropped off the 2320 lbs of red stone and went back to work. I started raking the stone out at lunch time when DS3 came home for the day and helped me out. He likes to work (or at least he works without complaining). Pictures below.

Tonight in place of lacrosse (the Thursday night season is over) we (DW and I) went to “Restorative Yoga” The yoga studio has lots of props. Blankets, pillows, bolsters and stuff. We used all these props in this very slow-moving class. I think we did six posses in an hour. Everything was quiet, slow and restorative. This was my first time doing this kind of yoga. My DW has now taken three of these classes. She was less lost than I was. I’m not sure if the class is for me. I will go back in two weeks when I am home and looking for something to do on a Thursday night.

Garden? Nope, I did not pick vegetables today. It rained off and on. The really only dry time was during the raking out of the rocks. I will find time tomorrow.

Pictures, of course!  Enjoy and thank you for reading.

Namaste

Hiding in plain sight..

Summer time and the living is easy.. Isn’t that a line from a song?  A quick Google search turns up that the song is called Summer Time by George Gershwin.  It is actually listed in Wikipedia as an   aria composed by George Gershwin for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess. The lyrics are by DuBose Heyward, the author of the novel Porgy on which the opera was based, although the song is also co-credited to Ira Gershwin by ASCAP.  Thank you to the good people at Wikipedia for the copy and paste! 

Easy? Maybe not. With the heat over the last week or so here on the East Coast of North America we have been hiding in plain sight. Indoors with the a/c running. Watering the plants and hiding from the mosquitos. I have continued my Map My Ride Tour De France challenge, riding my bike each day. I am certainly missing that hour of sleep between 5:50 am and 7:05 am that has been sacrificed to the challenge.  Five or so more days to the tour and the challenge. After that? I will probably skip a day here and there but hopefully continue to ride.

Other notable goings on here in NJ..

  • DS1 has joined the Dark Side trading in his Black Berry Curve for an iPhone 4S. The Black Berry was pretty beat up.
  • DS2 is going on vacation to the Outer Banks with his GF and her family. They are stopping here for dinner Friday night.
  • DS3 continues to work, his finger is getting better. In another week he should be able to carry on without a bandage
  • Student loans are in the works for another school year, I won’t miss the mid-July student loan stress once they are all done with college.
  • Next weekend I will be traveling to Millerton, NY for the Harlem Valley Bike Ride.  40 miles on the valley floor with “no significant elevation changes” We’ll see how that works out.
  • Looking to go to Annapolis for the Bayhawks professional lacrosse game on August 3.
  • DW took a hot yoga class Monday night. When I got home from lacrosse her face was ruby-red. I thought she had been crying, not the case. Just overheated.
  • I scored on goal during Monday night lacrosse.

We went to a car show at a local watering hole after dinner tonight. Here are a few pictures from that visit.  Enjoy and thanks for reading!

Namaste

 

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