I QUIT.

I can't think of anything for C. Oh well, that saved me a lot of trouble before I got to X. Laura, I'm interested to see what you put; X-ray and xylophone are not allowed. Anyway, I'll just play a little catch up. There have been a few things I've been wanting to put on here for a while now, and I don't think I need the alphabet to get back into blogging. I just need to suck it up and get to typing.

Did you people know that we have a grocery store right next to our house that doesn't charge us for parking? I know, it's crazy. You can just pull your car up to their store, drive into a parking space, leave your car, and no one asks you for a dime. There's not even a parking meter. I don't know what we're going to do when we leave Christiansburg. I guess we'll have to park on the street, because I refuse to pay to park when I'm buying groceries. It's just not right.

B is for Bed & Breakfast

As some of you might know, Katherine and I have been looking for a house to buy in Starkville. We made the rounds with a realtor over Christmas and saw a few that we liked. I just don't think we saw any that we liked enough to go deeply into debt. I'm sure that'll happen eventually, but we've decided to rent for a few months. That way we can save up enough for a down payment on a $1.4 million lodge on 2,000 acres of prime hunting land with a stocked bass pond near the front porch. Maybe we'll rent for a year instead.

We had already made plans to come home to look at houses again in March. Katherine already had the days off at work, and I had scheduled the airplane. Ever since we moved to Virginia, there has been this notion that we would pack up and go to a New England B&B for a long weekend. Well, this just seemed like the perfect time since we weren't immediately going to be buying a house. I got on the internet and started shopping a trip.

After some browsing, the place to go jumped out at me. I used to love the TV series "Wings" on USA. You know: Joe, Brian, Roy, Loel, and Helen. Oh yeah, don't forget Antonio. What a great show. It was set on the island of Nantucket, MA. That's where we're going. I think it will be a great trip, and Katherine is pretty excited. It'll be fun to see a different part of the country, and the lady that owns the Carlisle House seems really nice, too.

Maybe I can get a bite to eat at Helen's diner when we land?

Why not? A is for Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader

It's been such a long time since either me or Katherine have written on this thing, there probably won't be too many who see this. I figured a good way to get back at it is to start setting goals. And what better goal is there, pray tell, than the alphabet?

That's right. The alphabet. So borrowing the game both from Laura T and from the game you play to pass time on road trips, I'll attempt to make 26 posts in 52 days. I wouldn't even bother attempting a post every day. As a matter of fact, I don't have too much confidence in 52. Hmmmmm, there are 52 weeks in a year..... that's possible. We'll see.

So tonight Katherine and I watched AYSTAFG, and for the first time in the shows history the girl got to the million dollar question. For most questions on the show, it works pretty much the same as Who Wants to Be a Millionaire. You can look at the question and either answer it or leave with the money you have. However, for the $1,000,000 question you must decide in advance whether to take the question or the $500,000 you already have. The most money ever won on the show was $300,000 so this is the first time these rules have gone into effect.

It was pretty funny what happened next. I told Katherine she should quit with the half million. But no, the girl decided to be a gambler. The subject was 5th Grade U.S. History. Here's the question, and no scrolling down until you've answered:

What American was the first human to break the sound barrier?

Given that my dad is an aviation fanatic and that I have heard about every american aviator's accomplishments since before I could talk, I knew the answer. I said she should have taken her money, but no, she got greedy. She had no clue. She started spouting off names like Charles Lindbergh and Howard Hughes (which she guessed), but she had no idea.

Answer: Chuck Yeager! He flew the X-1 Rocket which was dropped in mid-air from a B-29 Superfortress.

But I digress. If any of you ever have the chance to keep $500,000 OR try to win $1,000,000, here's my advice: Don't be an idiot.