There was an article on the front of the business section in this morning's Post-Dispatch that caught my eye. It was titled Hoosiers and Hondas--an interesting pairing as I grew up in the Hoosier state and have always driven Hondas. Apparently Honda is opening a new factory in a small town in Indiana.
"Hoosier" is not a title I claim often around here. For those of you who live in Indy and are not aware, but "hoosier" is generally a derrogatory term (at least here in St. Louis)--meaning people who are ignorant or trashy. I was surprised and highly amused in college to hear my freshman year roommate calling people Hoosiers. To people who live in Indiana, it's just a word that means you're a person from Indiana (or who roots for IU, typically against Purdue, the big state school rival). It's hard to tell whether the article's title meant to poke any fun at the state of Indiana, or to just catch the eyes of the local readers, but I'm sure it gave a few soda-sipping, toasted-ravioli eating readers a smile this morning.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Recent Web Searches
Welcome web surfers. If you searched on one of the following topics and found my site, you're in the right place! Well, maybe it's not exactly what you were looking for....
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"knifty knitters"
"pasta salad with olive pesto"
"Sings of impending pregnancy labour" (Note: This is not a typo, someone apparently wants music written about childbirth....)
"myspace motherhood"
"Tennis Anyone"
"striptease"
"alphabet pasta salad"
"banana strawberry smoothie denise austin"
"good charlotte "she was down" "i don't know ""
"march of dimes walk balloons"
"hair dos little ponytails"
"she's a carnivore"
Monday, June 26, 2006
Dancing Fools
Saturday night my husband and I attended a "graduation" dinner for his sister, for completing her family practice residency. Charlotte went to a friend's house for the evening to swim and play, so we got to have a bit of an adult evening. The dinner was at Bevo Mill, which is where we had our wedding reception 5 years ago (July 7th, 2001). The place looked as nice as it did then--the inside is beautiful with dark wood panelling, beamed cathedral ceilings, a huge stone fireplace, and the round area under the actual mill is covered in tiled murals. The weather was significantly nicer than on our wedding day--we had temps of 107 for our big day, but Saturday it was a breezy 80ish degree night. The food was excellent. There were speeches by several people, and awards and gifts of appreciation for various faculty and residents--typical graduation type stuff.
They had hired a DJ to play after dinner, and had the dance floor set up in the round room under the mill. The dance floor has taken a beating in the last 5 years--sections were held in place by duct tape. The group of doctors and guests wasn't very large--I think SIL said there were about 80 people--and there weren't many inclined to dance. My SIL was one of the organizers of the dinner, so she was one of the first on the dance floor after dinner. Her husband, my husband, and I were all with her. We made up probably 75% of the entire group that danced :) Oh well, it was fun.
It's been a long time since we've had the opportunity to get on a dance floor and make fools of ourselves. My husband has pretty good rhythmn--that's one of the things that attracted me to him back in college. My brother-in-law does too. I think the 4 of us spent a lot of time dancing at the various parties in college. We were all part of a co-ed fraternity that believed strongly in the importance of fellowship :) Well, technically, BIL wasn't in the fraternity since he was already out of school, but he attended more events with SIL than some of the regular members did.
The night became a nice memory trip for me. Having dinner in Bevo, and time on the dance floor singing along to Love Shack made me feel like I was 21 again, or at least 24, or maybe even 18. My husband didn't do any back handsprings, and there were no kicklines, and we had to leave before 10 so that our babysitters could get to sleep. Nevertheless, it was a good night.
They had hired a DJ to play after dinner, and had the dance floor set up in the round room under the mill. The dance floor has taken a beating in the last 5 years--sections were held in place by duct tape. The group of doctors and guests wasn't very large--I think SIL said there were about 80 people--and there weren't many inclined to dance. My SIL was one of the organizers of the dinner, so she was one of the first on the dance floor after dinner. Her husband, my husband, and I were all with her. We made up probably 75% of the entire group that danced :) Oh well, it was fun.
It's been a long time since we've had the opportunity to get on a dance floor and make fools of ourselves. My husband has pretty good rhythmn--that's one of the things that attracted me to him back in college. My brother-in-law does too. I think the 4 of us spent a lot of time dancing at the various parties in college. We were all part of a co-ed fraternity that believed strongly in the importance of fellowship :) Well, technically, BIL wasn't in the fraternity since he was already out of school, but he attended more events with SIL than some of the regular members did.
The night became a nice memory trip for me. Having dinner in Bevo, and time on the dance floor singing along to Love Shack made me feel like I was 21 again, or at least 24, or maybe even 18. My husband didn't do any back handsprings, and there were no kicklines, and we had to leave before 10 so that our babysitters could get to sleep. Nevertheless, it was a good night.
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