Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Where You Goin'?
In my house, we have 4 people, and they each go somewhere different. The 14-year-old gets up first, and for all intents and purposes she is gone away at school, she also get's home first. My wife is the next one up, though not while she is on bed rest... so that means I get up next. I start my day with taking my meds so we don't have to endure another stroke, everyday, I never miss them, and next participate in the three "S's" (it's an army term, two of the three is shower and shave, I'll let you figure out what that other one is).
And then I go rouse my 3-year-old, or maybe my wife does, (she is not supposed to, but you learn to pick your battles) and we get ready, you know get dressed, brush hair, put shoes on, that kind of thing. God, I miss my wife, as she used o do all of that. And then we head down stairs, get our lunches/breakfasts and head out the door. Which leaves my wife, at home, lonely I know, but that is life on bed rest.
So at this point we all are at our different places and when it comes time to go home, the 14-year-old makes it in first, (technically my wife never left, but anyway) and then me and my 3-year-old. And we all come together for the family dinner. I mean, if I think about it, that is pretty amazing. We always have at least one meal together, and more often than not, it is dinner (who can get up early enough to do breakfast on a week day?)
So I'm wondering, am I strange, or do other people do this too? Or is it something completely different? Tell me and let me know.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Are You Hungry?
Are you hungry? Hungry like the wolf? If so you can sing/play along if you have Guitar Hero 5... It seems to be that song that everyone adds to their repertoire. I added a video in case you want to sing along... Enjoy!!!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I Got Bamboozled...Once
I let myself in on something my wife has known for awhile now. You see with the weather getting cooler, my 3-year-old wants to wear a jacket or sweater to school. Since I am the one taking her to daycare... well, I'm the one who takes care of all of this.
Now it really isn't that cold, but my daughter is a slave to fashion, hell she wants to wear one of those winter hats/beanies as it is, and it does no good to argue with her on this, because it will create much more whining and crying than I am prepared for, so I just get her whatever. She has a hook on the closet door, so it really isn't all that bad... at home anyway.
But when it comes to daycare... well that is a different story altogether. My daughter wants to take her jacket off once we are at school. And normally, we go to breakfast, I get her a napkin and spoon, lay whatever she picked for the day out, kiss her and I'm on my way. But now I have to take her jacket, which I learned the hard way, all the way to her room.
I say I learned the hard way because I spoke to my wife, and she tells me "Yeah, I just take it after I drop her off." See she (the 3-year-old) suckered me into letting her take it down to the room (all the way on the other side of daycare) and all of the things that distract her, thus slow everything down.
All of this wouldn't matter except I do have to get to work, and it is not exactly the ideal situation because her daycare is not exactly on the way to work. But all of that is not even thought about in the mind of a 3-year-old. So come next time I won't be suckered again, at least I don't think I will...
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Save the Date
We got a date for my wife to deliver our child... October 22. That seems so far away, yet really it is pretty close. And then there is Halloween, and Thanksgiving, and Christmas, and New Years. I can just feel the life being sucked out of me. But in the back of my head, I know this will all be for a good cause... it may be 20-30 years away, but it is for a good cause.
But this is all if she makes it to 37 weeks.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Classic Film Friday: Holiday
Mrs. MH here….still some considerable time on my hands, so I am reviewing this week’s flick.
The story begins with Johnny Case (Carey Grant) returning from holiday brimming with excitement for his new found love. As his NYC cab pulls up at the address she’s given him, he is sure there is some mistake. He soon finds out, there is no mistake, his fiancé is big-time rich. Like a fish out of water, he makes his way up to the second floor in the elevator to find Julia Seton (Doris Nolan) and soon thereafter her boisterous sister Linda (Katherine Hepburn) and almost always inebriated brother, Ned (Henry Kolker). The three devise a plan to get their father to agree to a hardworking but from rather modest background, Johnny engaging Julia.
As the story progresses, I watched with delight the antics of the three siblings and mostly those of the “Hep” in amazement the whole time that I was watching this 1938 classic film in which Carey Grant in NOT involved with Katherine Hepburn. Still, the goings-on among the staunch Julia, drunken Ned and less than ordinary Linda were always amusing
Of course, you’ll have to watch all the way till the very end to see the twist of events unfold!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
New Lease on Life (The Fall Garden)
So it has come to pass, that I would inherently do yet another garden. Previous attempts have not done all that great. I think it's because it's located next to my garage, and therefor all the rain water that hits the garage, hits the garden, and also I was following some ill-informed advice of somebody that has no clue how things grow around here. So how am I going to fix that? I really don't know. I have a virtual swamp to deal with.
First I think I'll deal with drainage. I have to drain at least some of the water off. And that is what I did. Well, me and my teenager daughter, I mean I am lazy, and she usually did something wrong so I get free labor all the time... but mostly I'm just lazy. I mixed two bags of sand I had just laying around, and made two rows, or more like I dug a shallow trench down the middle.
I also plan to dig a little trench but still keep the grass, sort of like the seines between houses around here. Still, there is much work to do...