Yesterday was spectacular. Great party — with a fabulous breakfast prepared by Fred an Ethel. A game that was a lot better than it probably should have been. Donatos and more football for dinner. And what might be the best part (and certainly the reason for not posting Saturday)? Getting in bed early enough to… Read More 5. rested.
We’re a day away from another home football game, and I have my regular football partner with me tomorrow. That wasn’t the case a week ago, but it worked out pretty well anyway. I’m always a little out of sorts when Mrs. Crappy can’t come to a game. She’s been my partner in Ohio Stadium… Read More 4. father’s day.
Wooooo, another birthday, even in the woods. Thanks to Em, the baker (as well as the photographer), and Mrs. Crappy, her co-conspirator.
I can’t build a fire to save my life — and I’m choosing to blame soggy wood for that — but I am loving Ohiopyle tonight. (Soggy wood jokes? Really? C’mon, guys…)
And that’s why my softball league is better than yours. Thanks, Jeremy.
Besides that night’s show in Cincinnati, I had one thing on my mind when we got up Sunday morning — breakfast. And that’s when the day got weird. Mrs. Crappy found a place in Fairlawn called the Sweet Pea Cafe that had a fabulous-looking breakfast menu and sparkling reviews on Urbanspoon and Yelp. I had… Read More #ohiotour (sunday).
Uncle Crappy 