February 2009 Blog Posts

Busy day today. But not rushed busy. Just out doin' things busy.

After getting the house in order this morning Kody and I went and got my truck washed, put some air in the tires, and had the oil changed. When we came home, I got a bucket of warm water and my artificial shamois and wiped the truck down. I'll tell ya, it's a nice sunny day but it's still colder than hell out there!

So with the truck all set, I decided to fire up my bike since I haven't started it all winter. Of course the battery was dead. Now, I've not done any work on my bike since I bought it so this would be totally new. I decided that I needed to charge the battery in case a warm day came up and I wanted to ride. I've wanted to to take the strap off the passenger seat anyway so I thought what the heck, let's do some wrenchin'!

It really wasn't that tough. I took the seat off to get the battery out. Three screws and it just slides right out. Then I was able to take the strap off but I had to remove the right saddle bag first because there was a nut on the inside of the fender I had to get a wrench on. Again, three nuts and it was off. I got a wrench on the nut inside the fender and the strap was off. Sweet!

I then took the battery out and started charging it and when that's done I'll get it all put back together and fire it up.

   

Then, tonight we have a party to go to. Some friends from Northwest are putting on the first annual "Winter Blows" party. It's a hall party just a few miles down the street. We should see some friends that I haven't seen since I left Northwest so it should be a blast.

Now tomorrow? That's probably going to be a "recovery" day.

This is a jam.

I used to work at my uncle's restaurant when I was in high school. My mom worked there too as a waitress/kitchen prep/banquet server/you name it. It was a restaurant/banquet hall and he also did catering to other halls. It was a very successful business. He had the best BBQ ribs anywhere in the catering side of the business. I guess you could call them "double baked" because they were first cooked as a whole slab without any sauce and then cut up into pairs and baked again with the BBQ sauce on them. The meat fell right off the bone.

I have some ribs in the freezer that I've been wanting to cook for a while now and I thought about cooking them the way my uncle did but I'm not completely sure of every step. It occurred to me that I could call my mom and ask her about all the details of cooking the ribs since she made them at the restaurant many times. Well, my mom died some 16 years ago. I was ready to pick up the phone! Weird. It's happened before when I've wanted to share something with my dad. He died in 1997. Once I was actually reaching for the phone to call him and then it hit me that he wasn't there. Funny how the mind works. I miss them. If you still have your parents, you should give them a call.