Nebraska State Fair

Sorry a few of these pictures are sideways...can't figure it out. Anyway, We enjoyed the fair with our friends again and it was a fun day for all of us.


Kaitlin and Sally (Katie absolutely loves her)

I called this guy Lightning McQueen...Vroom

Braden's favorite

I hope the artist didn't cut any other kinds of cheese inside that box...maybe that's why he's not there anymore. Sorry, I couldn't resist.

The gang's all here... minus 3 people. Sad you couldn't join us Bev, Christa and Grandad. :-(

Horse to Kaitlin..." I said you may NOT pick my nose, little girl"

This little lamb wanted to see how good she tastes.

Whoa Nelly...I mean...Daddy!

This one sounded like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

A couple of old timers

Kaitlin and Sally joint at the hip again...so cute :)

How did The Cable Guy get here? He's from Nebraska isn't he?... no really it's just a farmer.

Here pig, pig, pig.

Farm team award ceremony. Not a bad show, just too hot inside the building.

Labor Day = Family Time

We waited till the evening to have a picnic at the park. It was just too hot to go out any earlier. Braden wanted to go to Ta-Ha-Zu-Ka park because of the tank and skatepark. Very Patriotic
Strike a pose....Vogue

On the menu :- hot dogs, meat, chips/crisps, watermelon, pop and dippin'dots. We packed up the Jeep while Braden skateboarded.
He watched the big boys at the skate park and decided not to have a turn.
The parking lot was good enough.

Amazing Day At The Zoo

Every year Mike's best friend and his family come to Omaha to visit. We usually go to the zoo and this year was no different...except for a couple of cool things we don't usually see.



The weather was great and the kids were behaving..double bonus.













This diver was pulling faces at the kids while cleaning the tank.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water!




A mother peacock and her babies. They roam around freely at the zoo.
I thought for sure she would attack me.

This moth was hidden well against a tree. I almost missed it.
This giant butterfly first landed on my back and then went up my sleeve. It was beautiful but gave me the heebie- geebies.

Pretty.
As you can see, this spider is about the size of a cricket. I found one in the tall weeds behind our house (before it was developed). It was the size of a dinner plate..yikes!

Lunch at Culvers


What a bunch!
Another pretty butterfly.

Yummy...fruit.

Think i'll pass on this one.

Mike's Grandpa

Keith Willis Teague, age 88, of Council Bluffs, passed away August 2, 2008, at his home with his family at his side.

Keith was born in Russell Springs, Kan., on April 21, 1920, to Mark and Leila Jordan Teague. He graduated from Thomas Jefferson in 1939 and participated in many sports there earning a scholarship to Coe College in Cedar Rapids where he received his BA in 1943, and later his MBA from Creighton University. Keith served in the US Army from 1941-1943. Keith worked for Union Pacific Railroad for 39 years and retired as General Manager of the Property Tax Dept.

His life focused on his family, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-Saints and coaching youth baseball where he started the West End Hustler Baseball Team. He served as director of Council Bluffs Recreational Baseball and belonged to various tax organizations.

He was preceded in death by his parents; grandson, Joshua Schutjer; and infant brothers, Robert and Derral.

Survivors include his high school sweetheart Madeline (Meidlinger) Teague whom he married on December 4, 1943; his children and spouses, Dennis and Afton of Omaha, Jean Rardin and Charles, and Douglas all of Salt Lake City, Julia Farrell and Paul of Ralston, Dan and Mary of Council Bluffs; 13 grandchildren; 22 great grandchildren; sisters, Helen Christiansen and Maxine Johnston both of Council Bluffs.

Visitation with the family Wednesaday 6:00-8:00 p.m. at the Cutler-O'Neill-Meyer-Woodring Funeral Home. Funeral services Thursday 11:00 a.m. at Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-Saints, 2303 Butler Street. Bishop David Hanks officiant and Ron Bendorf Eulogist. Interment Ridgewood Cemetery with military rites tendered by American Legion Post #2. Memorials to Diabetes Association,American Heart Association and the Church preferred.

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme... a girls' night out

A bunch of my friends and I went to see "Mamma Mia" at the movie theater last night. It was tons of fun and afterwards some of us went to Sonic for ice-cream.

The movie was pretty good. I enjoyed all the cast but was a little weirded out listening to oo7 sing! He can sing but I expected to hear a different voice from him. A great chick flick with humor, silliness and one or two tears.
Oh, and a big hit if you like ABBA songs. If you don't then you shouldn't "take a chance"... run in the opposite direction...and don't waste your "money, money, money" :)

Sonic was a BLAST...get it?
We sat amidst the teenagers and kamikaze bugs in the mild humidity for about an hour; enjoying each others company without being interupted by our children, but I think we were making as much noise as the youth around us who were doing tricks on their bikes and huddling in groups around their cars.
Suddenly I found myself 30 going on 18, hanging out with my girls on a friday night (except England doesn't have anything like a Sonic Drive-In or jungle-like humidity).

So I say "viva womanhood, friendships old and new, summer nights, free time and good husbands who give as a break once in a while...thanks "Honey, Honey" I love ya ;)

Memory Lane

I love this idea. It's a great feel good exercise. Here's what you do...

1. Leave one memory that you and I had together, as a comment on my blog. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.