ESPN, really?!

What the heck? Are you not all completely sick of hearing me complain about sports?! After my last rage, that I regretfully made quite vocal to quite a few people, my husband has been very good. He got the silent treatment for a couple of days, outraged ranting, was forced to apologize for his atrocious behavior (which, of course didn't mean anything), and then was forgiven. How did he finally receive remission for his sin? He squished a cockroach. Yep, la cucaracha was his saving grace at 2 in the morning. I had gone to the bathroom, trapped the little monster under the bathmat, and then promptly went to wake him up. He woke, squished, flushed, and went back to bed to have no recollection of the incident the following day. I gave him credit anyway, and life at the Durrenberger house went back to normal.

So why? Why oh why oh why? Why, when Bill goes to bed does he leave the TV on ESPN? Maybe it was to give me a good title for this post. I had written everything below these top two paragraphs before I realized that the stupid sports channel was even on. I was typing, he was flipping, and life was a typical pre-bed ritual. But then he kissed me goodnight and I was trying to think of something to put in the title box. Duh-nuh-nuh, duh-nuh-nuh! Stupid Sports Center! I hate you for invading my brain with stats, replays, and summaries. Blah. Well, at least I figured out what to put in the title box, and now back to my regularly scheduled blog...

I drive north on Hardy almost every weekday. I always ckeck out a few houses that have particularly nice gardens. There is also a house that added on in the back and I've always wanted to check it out. Recently, I noticed that they have solar panels. I asked myself, am I just now realizing all the great environmentalists that we have in Tempe? Apparently not, they just added them 3 weeks ago. I knocked on the door and asked them about them...oh, just kidding. I asked April, "Hey, did you see that house on Hardy that has all the solar panels?" She gives me that ridiculous look like I'm a moron (that would be her word, not directed at me) and says, "You mean Ryan's parents house? Where do you think they got the idea?"

Poor April. Everyone keeps stealing her thunder. Rachel is the queen of EC. Ryan's parents have now exceeded their solar power. Kyra got into Desert Marigold before Justin did. Cloth diapers, home birth, nursing toddlers, cloth napkins, line-drying clothes... Alright, I'm probably giving her a little more credit than she deserves, but I've also probably forgot some stuff too. Oooh, like did I know about bloggin' before April?! Nope. And let's face it, I'm WAY more interesting than she is. Well, at least I keep my female problems to myself.

So my question to you is this: What fabulously crazy ideas out there did I forget that sprouted from the Sauer household? I feel an "Ode to April" coming on, but I need some more input. Please add your thoughts so I can compile a complete list. Of course, the wackier the better!