friday night lazyness

ok, lets face it, I'M OLD. it feels really good to be at home on a friday night. i have already made dinner (local lima beans with red peppers. toast with homemade pesto (from basil i grew on the front porch) tomatoes and swiss raw milk cheese - yummy), cleaned the kitchen, fed and let out the dogs, and eaten desert. all before 7:30 when i signed on the computer to my latest addiction of facebook and bleading (blog reading). ok, so i kinda stole that last last idea of blog + reading from the book i am reading right now "julie and julia." speaking of which, i think i will get of the computer and go read some of my book now.

no new photos today, so here are some peach trees in bloom. taken this spring, not very far from our house.





there is a pretty funny story that goes along with these pics. ray was with me that day and we were just riding around having a good time looking at all the peach tress around here in bloom. i was changing the film (yes, FILM) in my camera at the back of the matrix (which has like a hatch back kinda back door - so as i'm standing there, ray can see and hear me, and i can see and hear him - that's important to understand in this story).

so anyway, i'm standing there, and then from behind me a car comes driving by and really really loudly backfires. scares the shit out of me, i duck down and scream bloody murder. ray just hears the backfire (and this one really sounded like a gun shot), hears me scream, and then sees me drop down from his vision in the rear view mirror. ray starts screaming my name rather panick like. i can't figure out why ray is so freaked out, my heart is still racing , and i'm looking around to see who is trying to kill me, all the while ray thinks i have been SHOT. poor guy. i tell him i am all right as i listen to the truck going down the road back firing like a son of a bitch.

if your not laughing, well then i guess you had to be there.
if you are laughing, then one day i will have to tell you about our trip to the dentist when ray had to have an icky tooth pulled.

the really cool thing is that once i get back in the car, safe and sound, ray still looked all white and freaked out. when i asked him what was wrong, he just says that he loves me and was really concerned that i really hurt or something, and what would he do without me and all that kinda mushy stuff.

yeah, ray loves me!!!!