Monday Musings

Frank and I hiked with some boy scouts this weekend while I was on assignment covering a state park. Big shout out to Troop 507 from Grand Prairie!

I like their motto: “Leave an area better than when you found it.” That’s funny; Frank was a boy scout and he doesn’t seem to think that rule applies to the bathroom.

If you go to check out a gym and it has a sign up that says “Final Day,” that sign was there yesterday and it will be there again tomorrow. I visit several gyms each week to teach spin and trust me, they ALL have permanent signs that say “Final Day.” Don’t fall for it.

You know how sometimes you’ll meet up with some friends and they’ll have another friend with them who is really obnoxious and hits on the waitress and won’t stop talking about his hat he just bought and even farts at the table?

That was this guy:

While he WAS entertaining, Leigh Ann looked much cuter in the hat:

No tail gate is complete without Cheetos:

Here is a short list of places whose names sound normal now but if you think about that first meeting when someone threw out the idea, the name seems really ridiculous…or ridonculous as Cami on Laguna Beach would say:

Marble Slab
Macaroni Grill
Crate and Barrel

It’s Yom Kippur, people. Do you know what it means? I didn’t either so here is the explanation so you can look smart in front of your Jewish friends.
Yom Kippur (Hebrew yom hakippurim, "day of atonement") is the most sacred holy day in Judaism. It falls on the tenth day of the Hebrew month of Tishri. Yom Kippur is a day of confession, repentance, and prayers for forgiveness of sins committed during the year.

Happy, Yom Kippur, neighbor Kerry "with a K!" (Don't worry; this pic was taken pre-YK):

The Bachelor starts tonight. This time they’re in Rome! How do you say “my eggs are rotting” in Italian?

I gotta go buy some spinach cause it's back, baby!!