Vic ala Carte

Ever wonder why a lot of the stories revolve around food. Its because food has been a very important part of Vic's life. I've always said, Vic was the best cook, but she hates baking.  I want everyone to know right off the bat, that I love my wife's cooking.  So many stories and so little time.  This post is more about what she does outside the house, and not inside.
I know I was in trouble early in our marriage when we would goto restaurants, she would struggle with selecting a good meal.  Everything looked good, and she would get the "Deer in the headlights" look every time it was her turn to order.  I always said, "get the spinner out!" so she would pick something, geez will you order already!  Even though she thought she would select a meal, if another table had food delivered after her order, she would change her order.  I always said to the waiter, "Put the order in, and don't come back or she will change it!"  And she has.... I just melt under the table....

Top Five things Vic does Restaurant-in'  (is this a new word, spell check doesn't like it!):   

1-Orders Food and Changes her Mind.
2-Will spill any type of sauce on boobs especially when she is wearing a white top. (she needs a bib).
3-Ask truck drivers at Wall-mart where a good place to eat is?
4-Never Finishes her food (Always a Doggie Bag).  I've seen her not even take a bit of her main meal!  Why don't that call this a Kitty Bag since we don't have a Dog.  (every thing seems to come back to the dumb cat)
5-Offers you her food all the time, even though you don't want it.

That reminds me of a story?

When we were just over this last weekend to Val's (Vic's Mom's) for Lori's (Vic's Sister)  birthday, we sat down for the usual family meatloaf (sorry Val couldn't resist).  Vic was as usual that last to sit down, and started to eat.  In a minuet, Vic announces that she has lost her fork.  She thought is had made its way around the table on a food tray or meat tray or something.  Then she looks right at me and said "You took my fork didn't you?".  Now I have been known to play trickery at the table (tat), but this is not one of them.  Getting between Vic and her readied food is not a good way to start a meal.  Everyone looks at her and says, we don't know where it's at???  She huffs to the silverware drawer, and gets another.  Keep in mind we are already short of tableware, and Val had to bring out the good stuff.  She starts to eat, and low and behold her fork was buried under her salad!  We got a good laugh, and I got a good story for blog.

Never mess with Vic and her food, even though she is the first to share anything on her plate with you.  Sometimes I just want to eat what I ordered, and leave it at that.  Vic will always convince me to try something new.  Her newest is Susi.  Yuck....

I think I'll go to a buffet next time...  Yes now a know why Vic loves Cruises on ships.  They have buffet and she doesn't have to choose one thing.  Hummm It takes me a while, but I figure out things after a while....

Here, Try this.....

All Dogs Goto Heaven or Dogs have Blond Moments

Daisy the wonder dog.  Ron and Becca have always been dog people.  I was as a kid on the farm, but left the dogie pooh and the smelly dogs behind when I became domesticated in the burbs.  Vic always had a dog when she was growing up, but some how we never were very interested in doggy heaven and companionship.  We on the other hand have an evil cat.  I have never like cats, as everyone knows, and as a kid I had my fun days torturing the farm cats, in my mind they were expendable.  Every time we would go back to the "Farm", I would drive up, and the cats would run out.  Vic would always say, "slow down you might hit one!"  I say, if the know any better, they will get out of the way or "Die".  They always seemed to get out of the way, even though I did on occasion try to hit them.  They are like the birds on the road, that always seem to get out of the way at the very last moment before you zoom by them. (Rats).

Poor Daisy. Becca had this little spit fire from a pup.  I think she loved this dog before she fell in love with Ron.  I never have seen a dog with so much energy.  I'm tired even thinking about the stuff this dog does.  In the fall when she came over, she would bark and chase leaves.  Poor Frostbite (Our cat) was permanently on the perch till the "Evil Dogs" left for the weekend.  Ron and Becca have a big screen TV in their living room, and the goofy dog would bark and jump at any animal that was on TV.  This breed has little fear, and can shake a toy at very high velocity to break its neck. (in the breeding).  It thinks it's a rottweiler in its own mind.

One day this year earlier this year, Daisy took ill.  R and B didn't know what was wrong, and Daisy stomach was very hard.  Unfortunately, Daisy lost her sight.  Sight for any animal would be a sad situation.  This dog took it in stride without missing a beat.  The only funny thing was when she came to our house, she would run into every wall, and bump her head.  She would reverse, and start all over again.  This went on all day, and then she started picking up and eating food crumbs around our house.   From then on she was called the :

Dogie Roomba


All kidding aside, I think the dog has made adjustments well. but daisy reminds me of a floor cleaner!

Animals do have blond moments, and daisy has had her share.

DF +VL = TL + CGP?

Well, Its been a long time since my last post, and I thought I might get you caught up with all the happenings with the Little family.  Ashleigh graduated from Kendell and Shelby is now in GR at Aveda or as she call it "Douglas J.".  We are living the empty nester's life, and loving it.

Well the title of this Blog post can be confusing, so lets start.  I have a Jetta Diesel and it runs on Diesel fuel.  My biggest concern is that my wonderful wife will some day fuel my car with normal petrol,  and thus causing my car to go "bye bye" and not work any more.  Every time Vic takes the car, I say make sure you fuel this with Diesel Fuel and not normal gas.  She says, "Come on Tom, I know the difference."

One of my customers travel to Germany, and they did this with a cool Audi rental car, and the thing only made it down the road about 1/2 mile and it quite running.  They blamed it on "lost in Translation" or they could not tell that the car was a Diesel and not a gas powered car.  

This happened the day before the Coast Guard Parade in Grand Haven, which is big, really big!

I'm working that day and run out of petrol in Holland Michigan.  I started to fuel the car, and you guessed it, the thing I  begged Vic to never do, I DID....  Yep, silly Tommy, what a screw up.  I caught it about 8 gallons in, and didn't run the car more than 15 seconds to get it out of the way so a tow truck could pick it up.

I got my dealer in Muskegon to secure a loaner car for the weekend, and all was well, other than the embarrassment of talking to Vic, and trying to explain how it happened.

On Saturday, when taking the crew to the parade, and going to Kevin and Kathy's for a prime parade route seat (pprs), we had to go past a couple of barricaded signs and road closed's with Cops.  Everyone kept asking me if I was in the parade, and for the life of me, I could not figure out why they kept asking me?  I just didn't get it.???  Later it dawned on my why?  Check out the picture.....

OK, OK, this blog is to be about Vic, and this post is not.  I'm allowed some blond moment throughout the year too....

Diesel Fuel + Vic Little= Tom Little in the Coast Guard Parade.   (nice)...

Food, Wine Walk, Whine, Food

Vic and food.  Many stories, and so little time.  This is a four part story so please don't get discouraged by the length.

Food:  Our church has always been globally aware of the needs for Christ around the world for many years.  I have always felt we were lacking on the push to reach out to our community and local for some time.  Our church as changed this direction and really started to focus on local needs.  The way we are doing this is by showing the love of Christ through a Food Truck.  We feed about 40-80 families on a monthly basis, and the food is distributed.  Our job (Vic and I) is to orderly take numbers from the guests, and get them food through a very good distribution method called a food line.  The truck pulls up, and we distribute the food till its all gone.  This time, I dressed for the low 20's weather, and of course Vic didn't.  I think this goes back to the days she was in Texas, where they never wore shoes, socks or winter coats!  She has been very consistent with this through the years, so I think it must be genetic in the Smith family.?

Wine Walk:  This blond moment goes to the city of Grand Haven, MI, or the organizers of the event.  What a great idea, walk downtown vendors stores, (who have sales on items), sip wine, eat cheese, and look at local artisans works in the stores.  Great idea, I'm freezing going from store to store to shop at stores that honestly I didn't know existed, or could care less if I ever visited in the next 10 years. ( I had pealed off my winter stuff to go downtown, so I was cold, and now hungry).

Whine: After the first store had no wine but water I thought nothing of the event being abnormal.  The second store was the same.  Cool crackers with cool cheese, but no wine.  They had fake imitation wine, called wine juice.?  Well someone had forgot to let the Michigan Liquor Control board know what was going on, and there is a reason you need to get a liquor license!  Yes the retail stores were trying to sell wine without a license!  All they could do was say sorry, and we could not give you any wine.  I think the wine people were bummed out by this (big draw, low turnout), and maybe they should have changed the walk to a cheese walk or cracker walk?  Not as ketchy unless your in Wisconsin?

Food:  We have good friends at Church, and do thinks together.  Ron and Sue are also in our small group.  I consider them "super couple" for there backgrounds and how nice they are to everyone.  Ron shares some common interests with me, (a little introverted, extroverted when we have to be, sick sense of humor along with great sarcasm , and a blond wife).  After we decide to ditch the whine walk, we went to Kirby Grill to get some eats.  I was hungery, and everyone else was so, so.  We had a great meal and decided to leave.  Vic as usual with either leave something at the table, or have to go to the bathroom before we leave.  However, this time she remembed all her stuff and Sue forgot her gloves at the table.  Ron, Vic (wearing Sues gloves) and I waited this time for Sue to use the little ladies room.  As we waited, Vic as ususal sees other friends and runs to them to say high.  Sue, Ron, and I start to leave and are outside looking in as Vic says high to another couple through the glass windows.

This event happens fast, but as Vic is walking out to get us, a Waitress runs out with a box just the same as Vic's.  Sue, thinking that that the box is Vic's, grabs it from the waitress and say "I know who's this is!".  The timing is great, Ron and I are watching Sue grab the box, The waitress is thankful, because the wind was cold and she was happy to get back inside.  Vic comes out, with her box and now Sue and Vic have the same box!

We laughed, because someone left without food, we had extra, and I had another blond moment that unfolded right in front of me, and It really wasn't Vic.  I guess we all have Blond moments, and this one was very funny and not Vic.

I think she must have some secret  powers that causes other to do blond things when she is around.  Very mysterious, could be alien, genetic, or just life.  I think they have got an app for that! (random but I wanted to put this in to lead up to my next post (Andorid)