It is roughly 10:00 am, and it’s already 81 degrees Fahrenheit (ca. 27 °C). This excessive heat it’s getting bad, and I know other states are having it worse. Can’t really speak for the rest of Idaho but at least here in the Boise area, we could have had a day or two in the entire summer in the triple digits. Now, well, we are looking at two weeks straight.

This heat has had such an impact. For example, we have a trial field grow out that was expected to be full-grown and ready for analysis by mid to the end of July. Yesterday, I received an email stating that the grow out might be ready to read by the en of this coming week.

Crazy-Town Banana-Pants!

Stay cool people.

There is this very personal, weird situation going on, that involves someone dear to me. It is a situation that has been dragging out for a while. It does not involve me directly, but it does affect me emotionally. I am not a hundred percent sure at this point if I should let it out and write or talk about it. To make it public here on my blog or just keep it for me.

The only thing I know for sure is that I am sick of it. It makes me want to punch some sense into someone else due to the erratic ways in which this particular individual is acting. I am truly trying to make sense in my head as to the why of this behavior. Or just don’t even try to make sense of it, just let it play out and let all parties live with the consequences and work it out, and I just keep focusing on me and my family. Even if it’s a selfish way to deal with it.

I wrote that this morning while at work. I am talking about my dad. Not going to get into all the details, but it’s a touchy situation. Later I found out he’s been hospitalized at the VA Hospital back home. I still have issues with the way this came about, but I do hope that this will be the help he hasn’t been willing to recognize or accept he needs.

I am very conflicted, emotionally.

Mom and dad, are supposed to be here next Friday…

Apologies for the bad picture, but I could not find a high-quality one that’s exactly like this. Everything else is a modernized version of this and this not representative of what I am trying to convey, or what I am picturing in my head.

In my hometown, we used to have street stands like these, all over the place.

Charcoal roasted chicken street stands. I so miss the smell! I remember heading out to school early in the morning and these would be going and oh my goodness, the smell 😍.

Not just the smell but the taste. And don’t get me started or pork 🤤