The History of the Corndog

For many a year, the World Cutest Seventh Grader and myself have been taking an entire day and enjoying the Fair together.  I take a day off work, we make a big deal about sleeping in and then heading out to the Fairgrounds.  Now for those of you who do not know where we live, we live in Elkhart County, IN.  They have the largest county fair in the Nation.  Most state fairs are smaller than our county fair.  We have typically gone out on “kids day”.  But after last year, we decided to go when “the big kids go” on wristband day.  Mom does fairly good with that as she loses patience with all the strollers and babies and people who think their kid is all that.  (Now I KNOW my kid is all that – THAT is the difference between me and them!)

So every year, for breakfast at the Fair, he has his corndog.  (I know right?  I’m the coolest Mom ever)  We now have 5 or 6 different pictures of him and his “annual corndog”.  I know the time is coming when he will no longer want to “hang with Mom” at the Fair…in fact, he’s already asked me if we can take someone along with us next year.  But rest assured, friends, cousins, siblings, whomever…Mom WILL get the corndog picture!!!

Click here to see the corndog photos!


thermo physical what?

Many people ask me what I do.  Sometimes I say I manage databases.  Sometimes I say I work for a window company.  But if the person asking me is half way intelligent I will actually try and explain what it is that I do for a living.  I work for a not for profit organization outside of Washington DC that manages the energy efficiency of doors, windows & skylights.  That’s as simple and complicated as it is.

Now I’m a smart cookie.  I can figure almost anything out but yesterday while sitting on my companies virtual meeting, I must admit to being a little brain numbed with the thought of how to calculate appropriate daylighting and how different regions and cloud cover matter.  While I did my best to follow along, I did find myself wanting to yawn a few times. 

Now I love my job.  I love data.  Black and white and absolutely no grey.  The way I thought life should be for the longest time.  But since life has turned into various shades of grey, I appreciate the black and white of data and my job gives me the chance to work with data. 

I am thankful that there is still so much for me to learn…daylighting, how translucent panels affect the visual transmittance and thermo physical something or other…one day, I’ll know what all this jazz means.  Until then I’ll stick to my data!

Hawaiian Pig Latin

As a teen, I spoke this with ease.  A dear friend and I would speak this in school and have teachers and students baffled.  The key is to talk it fast and no one can process it to know what we are talking about.  It was about 3 months ago my niece & namesake was teaching her 3 daughters pig latin (enny-jay) and I said we should teach them this Hawaiian Pig Latin (ja-gen-a-gee).  Since then, Alexia, Kyrah & Ryannah have become extremely fluent and talk this way 60% of the time.  Now I do not condone getting these 3 little girls in trouble for them having fun and talking a language that most can’t understand.  How is this any different then the 75% of Michiana’s population who speak Spanish or Spanglish?  They are being unique.  It’s fun.  It’s easy and most of all it came from their favorite aunt…me!

A-guy lagove yagou magore, gagirlagies!


The hubby, World’s Greatest 7th Grader, his brother, his sister and I all headed down to southern Indiana to go to the Oldest Amusement Park in the US – Holiday World in Santa Claus, IN.  I was excited that I would get one whole day of lounging in the sun while the rest of them were excited to go on the water roller coaster and other insane rides.  With a 15 yr old, a 12 yr old and a 10 yr old…this was going to be an adventure.  We swam, they rode slides, I baked, we ate.  We were all tired going back to the hotel room that night.  The next day brought them wanting to ride rides in the amusement park so hubby and I walked around and did a lot of sitting in the shade (I was a tad pinkish).  We drove to an outlet mall and got a fancy hotel and had a great dinner.  We were all a tad darker than when we went and we were exhausted.  But the good kind of exhausted from where we just had way too much fun…