happy day all you mothers, and I have a new favorite beer

Today is the day we celebrate our mothers. I loved my mom even though she drove me crazy. But I have to post this video.

On the other half of the headline I bought a sixpack of local beer at the local supermart for less than a sixer of Shiner. I was attracted by both the price and the reputation of the brewer, Deep Ellum Brewing. As you can tell from the headline I was not disappointed in their Double Brown Stout.

This beer is seriously smooth and drinkable with lots of flavor without having so much hops that you think you’re drinking from the medicine chest. I sometimes enjoy an IPA, but I will always come back to a rich, smooth stout. And notice that I never mention American Pilsner when I list beers I like…

And on a completely different note, I have sharks in my birdbaths in my Virtual Garden. I have no idea how they got there, I just know that there are no birds using the birdbaths.

Enjoy the rest of your day. Opus

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Happy day all you mothers

And I even have a song for you 😉

Seriously, I hope every mom and mother out there had a happy day today, and was honored as you so richly deserve.

My mom passed about 11 years ago, so I honored her with a raised glass of my favorite malt beverage. I have somewhat gotten over her assessment that my Pagan beliefs were “just another phase” that I would get over, because I was a “good baptised Missionary Baptist boy”. Seriously Mom, I was more than 15 years Pagan when you died, that is way past “a phase”.

I also honor my Grandmother, a strong woman with knowledge of native plants. She showed me a native sarsaparilla bush and had me dig up the roots so that we could have real sarsaparilla to drink (tastes a lot like root beer), and would not take any disrespect from me while I was growing up.

Mrs. the Poet’s parents are still alive and she called her mother this afternoon to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day and the kids took Mrs. the Poet out for a huge lunch yesterday so as to beat the rush for Mother’s Day. How huge do you ask? I had one of the lighter entre selections and I still had to quit halfway through the dessert. And I’m used to eating 4K-5K Calories a day when I’m riding. I had a burger that came with half a pound of meat, about the same amount of mushrooms, and about a quarter pound of cheese and cheese sauce, and cheesecake for dessert. It’s a good thing I’m not lactose intolerant, eh? I also had a Shiner on draft and an equal amount of water for my beverage. That is a huge lunch.

I’m ending this early so that it will still be Mother’s day when it posts.

Happy Mother’s Day,

Opus the Poet

Happy Day, you Mothers, on a Wreck-Free Sunday

My Mother has been dead for a while, since 2004. But I married a mother a bit over 36 years ago so I still have one I can celebrate on Mother’s Day. The family still in Texas took Mrs. the Poet out to dinner last night at someplace in Frisco called the 5th Street Patio Cafe . I had the Rueben and Mrs. the Poet had spinach and mushroom quesadillas. The Grandkid had pancakes, milk and (mostly) Goldfish crackers. And then played catch with the bag of crackers he didn’t eat. He’s a very polite child, saying “uh-oh” when he beaned someone, and “please” when I returned the bag of crackers after getting it in my lap. Son and Son-in-law had Big Burritos and Daughter had the Big Biscuit and Gravy plate all three with a heaping mound of home-fries on the side. Alex was in a picky mood and didn’t eat more than a bite of his pancakes and a couple swallows of milk, and he doesn’t drink any kind of soda at all. There’s something about carbonation that he really hates, and he won’t eat any kind of pasta at all. And this kid is descended from me?

Since today is Mother’s Day NASCAR decided to run this weekend’s Sprint Cup race on Saturday night and it was a barn-burner of a race as teams struggled to adapt to the Kansas Speedway under the lights. Eventually the 24 team with driver Jeff Gordon wound up in front at the end of the race, but nobody was sure of winning this one with all the wrecks and debris cautions, and cars that wrecked because of debris before they could throw the caution flag. There were a lot of wrecked cars in the garage area by the end of the night, and even more that were soldiering on with heavy damage on the track trying to get points.

There was an Indy Car race yesterday that I missed by meditating right through it. Never even realized I had missed the entire race because I missed the timer on my phone going off to tell me to stop meditating. I was communing with Hephaestus about how to cut the metals I need to cut for the extended stem so I can sit up on the bike and not abuse my soft tissues on the wrong part of the seat and also keep my knees out of the handlebars. Anyway the media reports on that race say I missed another good one.

I know at least some of you are wondering what happened to my warlock this week, and I have to say “Nothing” because I skipped the RPG group to attend the dinner yesterday. That’s right I skipped going out with my warlock to go out with my wife and kids. So no RPG news this week. There will be some news next week, I promise.

Something punny. Mary had a little lamb

And this will get posted pretty much constantly this week until Thursday.

And that’s all I had to say today.

PSA, Opus