Sunny - Hi 111 Lo 90 for Baghdad, Iraq
Rain - Hi 84 Lo 71 for Northern KY, USA
Song of the week: After The Rain Has Fallen, Sting
The mornings typically belong to me. I am at my best in the early hours-I usually wake up between 5:00 and 6:00 AM (weekends included). I am at my most productive and creative this time of day. Michael on the other hand is not a morning person-- he would much prefer to sleep until noon and stay up all night. This rainy Sunday morning however, has been a little different. Michael is on a quest to slay a dragon. He is headed for the Tennessee/North Carolina border to the Tail of the Dragon. Tail of the Dragon is a destination for motorcyclists and sportscar enthusiasts. There are 318 curves in just 11 miles of road. Michael intended to leave about 6:30 or 7:00 AM this morning, but the rain kept him from leaving before dawn-- it's now about 9:30 AM and I believe he is about ready to hit the road.
So while he is off conquering said dragon, I am left to fend for myself. Cath, what's this about the dragon slayer doing all the cooking? Yes...... Michael cooks. Here's a confession; I have known Michael since 1985.... we've been married since 1991. In that time... I have cooked for him.... never... zero... nada. In one of his previous lives he was a professionally trained chef and is to this day an extraordinary cook. My mother was and is a terrible cook (except for traditional Japanese cuisine) and she really didn't have time to teach me. My grandmother didn't like anyone in the kitchen while she cooked so, that was a wash.... Unfortunate, because my grandmother is an excellent cook. So, I never learned how to cook and in all honesty--- I was never interested.
Side story---One Thanksgiving several years ago, my mother decided she would cook. Mom had the family over and Michael at the time was working as a chef. Mom opened the oven and it was apparent (even to me) that the bird was done. She looked at Michael and asked him what he thought... He popped the bird with the thermometer and it went into a vein and a bit of blood squirted out. Michael saw that the temperature had already reached well beyond what it needed to be (I have no idea what that temperature is-- I do know that the temperature of the bird will continue to rise once it comes out of the oven). Michael told her that "Yes, indeed this bird is done." But my mother seeing the blood just knew that it meant that it was under cooked. "She announced, "NO! Dees toohkey not done!!" She pushed the bird back in the oven and slammed the oven door shut. I can't remember how much longer the bird was in the oven... just know this... Do you remember the scene in Christmas Vacation--- the family sits down to a wonderful dinner? Clark Griswald begins to carve the roasted beast... but it collapsed in a poof of dust...??? That scene was based on our Thanksgiving. We call that the year of "Terkey Jerky". Yeah- that was great! (Oh-- she had also left the little "baggy" of innard goodies in the cavity of the bird too...)
So, Michael is off to slay the dragon. Today is a perfect day to curl up on the sofa and read... I may also have to do a little damage to the credit cards and do some shopping. September is loaded with a bunch of birthdays.
Michael left at 9:50 AM.
Blogs and Links to Check Out This Week:
Scootertrash Conservative - Michael's post from this morning.
Tail of the Dragon - Michael's destination.
Killboy - Look for a picture of Michael here.
Patriot Guard Riders - Some bikers doing wonderful work. Michael's a member too.
Biker Betty - Chick biker and blogger.
Have a great week everyone