Junk

I detest junk mail for lots of reasons.  It wastes resources and my time. I need to dispose of it. Tossing recyclables into the garbage gives me great deals of angst, great deals of it. There's not much for recycling around here.  Basically, it's the dump or the garbage can.

Discovered in today's mail was a HUGE packet of those postcard size "ads" for stuff I'd 99.99% never even consider purchasing. I was momentarily peeved until I realized they'd make the perfect insert for a broach series I'm sewing up.  So there, junk mail, take that.

Junk to jewelry.

Small town fun on a Tuesday night

Donkey ball game at the local school.  Oh my...hilarious fun!

Dairlyland Donkey Ball all the way from Chip--wah Falls, WI.  Mispronounced by the announcer as Chip-eh-wah Falls.  Didn't want him to look foolish, so I shouted the correct pronunciation across the gymnasium...Chip-wah, Jan, Chip-wah. Ref grinned, "you from there?"  Me: "close enough to know how to say it."

In the end the girls team beat out the community, school staff, and even the b.o.y.s team. The ref had a little fun with that last one there.

And then there was the matter of the superintendent winning the donkey kissing contest.  Now we understand why no video is allowed. I'm checking You Tube...just in case...

50 degree party

It reached 50 degrees today.

Wonder if the home town university students held a 50 degree party. Met a friend at the local coffee shop today and he asked if I was throwing such a party. Haha. Said friend knows about such parties as he is a former attendee at a few.

Actually, such a party was not "held", it happened. The first spring day the tempurature hit 50, the university vacated - students as well as some faculty - and headed to a local park where we celebrated the arrival of spring. Some years in a drizzle, some years while standing on soggy grass and some years while standing atop snow banks.

There were snow banks the year I decided to do what my mother warned me against - jumping off the bridge because someone else did. All I can say is water is darned cold when ice chunks are floating in it - but what the heck, I was young and looking for an adventure. And I got one - mighty cold walk home with all those wet clothes on - didn't think that through very well.

I'd like to think I'm smarter these days.