Hamfest

I was awake at 4:30 this morning.  Don't ask me why!  Got up and discovered that Meg was up, too!  She was up to go meet her friend for breakfast before he left on a plane flight for work.  I was up to go meet my ham friends for breakfast before we went to a hamfest on the southwest side of Indy.

The 'fest was another good one, although hot.  Much of it is tailgate flea market outdoors.  The only thing on my shopping list was to find a charger for an HT that Major Pat McPherson donated to my students.  Found one for a whopping $2!  I have to say, however, that I feel like a kept woman.  Friend Mike paid for breakfast for Adam and me; Adam bought our hamfest tickets in advance; Adam paid for "lunch" for friend Bill and me (I was Bill's transportation home)...as well as the charger.  I have to get better at sneaking the bill away from the waitresses!!!

When I got home, 4-ish, Meg was doing laundry.  We both worked at picking up, etc., until we ran out of steam just a little bit ago.  She showed me what Frodo the Junkyard Dog had been into in our absence:  yet another garbage bag!  I know...I guess I left one within her reach...but gee whiz!  We aren't sure, but by the looks of her lovely blue-green poop, she licked the itty-bit of frosting left on the base that held America's birthday cake--and probably ate three corn cobs.  Lord only knows what else!  She has been to the poop-yard at least six times since I got home from the hamfest.  We are hereby declaring war on the dog having anything that isn't dog food--garbage included! 

So, Mike--where did you go?  I lost you early in the hamfest.  Called for you on the radio several times.  Finally walked the fest looking for you, to no avail.  Tried to look to see if your car was still there, but got sidetracked by Dr. Jay....but no one had seen you for awhile, so I figured you left.  Next time, you need to at least say bye-bye!

Need to hit the sack.  It's been a LOOOONG day!