Of Flying Hats and Passing Wind

We are having a warm windy day on the eve of this Thanksgiving.   It's the last warm day expected for awhile so I had to get outside and enjoy it. 

I went for a bike ride.  Because of the wind, I felt like I was going backwards while trying to go up a few of our rolling Texas hills. I tried farting a few times to see if that would give me a burst of propulsion but it didn't help.

It was so windy I'm sure I was playing catch with sombreros blown in from Mexico.  

At the apex of my longest hill, my top blew off, exposing my itty bitties to the world.

Kidding.  Kidding.

My boobs are huge.

Kidding.  Kidding.

Sorry guys. No clothing was lost or abused while I was riding my bike, much to the disappointment of the street workers, gardeners, roofers, and other laborers fighting Mother Nature's latest bout of PMS.

Fortunately, the wind blew me back to my house with all pieces and parts intact.  Wait.  Maybe I should go for a TSA body scan to make sure. 

Sheesh.  Was it good for you?

AnyTMIforTSA, after a quick trip to the gym for a swim, I put my oven to work.

This pumpkin pie was very popular last year so this year I made two:

It calls for cream and maple syrup, something you don't always see in a pumpkin pie recipe.

One for me and the rest for the others.

Burp.

Wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving.  Don't hog the dark meat.  Be safe and be nice to your siblings, 'K?

Photo credit:  Two pies on a table:  Reffie

Turkey Chit-Chat and a Meer Meow

I can't believe this year has gone by so fast.  Here were are almost a week away from Thanksgiving.  I know this not because I checked a calendar or noticed that some folks have already decorated their homes for Christmas, but because the last time I tried to pass the time of day with a local turkey, he gobble-hopped away from me.

Sheesh.

Maybe it was because I was carrying an axe.  Really, I was only chopping some wood.  I  wanted to tell the turkey he looked juicy healthy and ask if he'd lost weight lately.    Isn't that a good conversation opener?

Anyturkeysoup,  Texas is showing a bit of color.

Colorful crepe.  No turkeys were axed to get this photo.

Also, I want to introduce you to my new friend, Les Miserable the Meerkat.  It was a very hot day at the zoo when we snapped this photo.  This little guy was off by himself.  Maybe he was caught passing gas in the burrow one too many times.

 "So bored.  So wery, wery bored. I luvs my tail, though."

For those of you who asked and even if you didn't, the photo in my header is also meerkats with a bold domestic orange tabby pushing himself in on the action.

It's the baking season around her in Geekville.  I've got State Fair Yeast Biscuits rising on the stovetop.  You've got me, BakingGeek, so who needs Rachael or Sandra or any of those silly folks that make cooking look easy on TV? But my kitchen is a mess.  It's never messy for Rachael or Sandra, is it?

Sigh.

I've got an extra hole in my yard.  I think I mentioned that we are getting new water lines.   Yippee.  My neighbor and I decided that the new hole could be the start of a swimming pool.  Interviews for lifeguards and pool guys will commence in early spring.  That's plenty of time for you guys to get into shape.  Good Luck.

Photo credits:  Bored meerkat:  Reffie Hubby, Fall color:  Reffie

Saturday Centus: There is a Better Way

Uh oh.  The geek's back and participating in the Saturday Centus.  Yeah,  I know it's not Saturday but I lost a couple of hours traveling and I'm a bit behind.

No, Evil Twin, I did not say I have a Big Behind.

Sheesh.

Anyway, the mission is to write a short story, 100 words or less, using a prompt.

This week's prompt starts my travel-related story:

There is a Better Way 

It was the 11th anniversary of the destruction of the World Trade Centers.

Airline travel is no longer a huge hassle.  Food is again "free" and it doesn't cost you to check your bags or use a pillow or blanket.  Gate agents and flight attendants are pleasant and happy to see you.

Airplanes are loaded from the rear door in order by row.  Passengers are not allowed to take over-sized carry-on bags onto the airplane.

Security screening is simple.  There is no special service for first-class passengers.  Everyone must pass inspection by the robots.  I will say, though, that their hands can be a bit cold.

For more stories, click over to Jenny Matlock's blog.

Geek Kidnapped and Kept in Zoo

You are probably thinking that is where I belong.

You may be right.  I feel at home in the zoo.    Instead of being surrounded by crazy people, I would be in a small version of my habitat on display as entertainment.

Hum....

Maybe not.

Anyway, I've been away this week at a fitness conference is sunny San Diego.   Yes, I have been lax about keeping up with your blogs.   I'll get caught up soon.  I promise.

Although I have a wonderful zoo in my hometown, I had to visit the San Diego zoo while I was here.  Who can resist pandas and polar bears?

You're welcome.  I knew you would enjoy meeting my new friends. 

I just caught Hubby on the phone with the zookeeper.  I think I've been given a job.  He said it involves a shovel.

Evil Twin will be thrilled.  She loves digging.

Photo credits:  Momma panda:  Hubby, Playful polar bear:  Reffie