Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Today’s Mystery Picture
3000 over 259
It only took a week of being off my blood pressure medicine to remember why the doctor put me on blood pressure medicine in the first place. I hate taking those pills but apparently not enough to actually exercise.
Huston we’ve achieved maximum funk
No, not funkadelic just blah. Steer north. Someone contact the Red Cross and see if I qualify for disaster relief. Clearly label care packages as either single malt or extra
darkstout. To ensure no breakage, pad the care package with rib eyes. Sheep sheers with a number three guard would take a lot of weight off.
Mama said there’d be months like this…
Months like this are what drive freelancers back to corporate cubeville.
Oh no! No energy!
I’ve been neglecting my family and household duties in the name of work. Household repairs such as rehanging Sarah’s shelf that Evan pulled down upon himself have been left ignored. Yesterday I made great progress on cleaning up the driveway and cleaning up the garage. Today I am going to work on Sarah’s room. But alas! My Ryobi cordless power tool 18v batteries won’t charge! Today may be all about dissecting battery packs, testing cells, and combining two battery packs into one. Wait a minute. What are these tools with cords hanging out of the handles? They look like they just might plug into extension cords and wall outlets!
The kids are off to steal the nuke codes
The grandparents have taken 4 of the 5 children off to Oak Ridge for The Secret City Festival. (The socialite teenage girl has plans) Did you know you have to take proof of citizenship if you want to tour the plant? That means a photo id and a birth certificate or passport or something comparable. I’ve wanted to see The Secret City Festival since I heard about it but frankly my body and mind are still decompressing after being so tightly strung for the past several weeks. I’m more relaxed but literally still shaky like a tuning fork is playing in my head. I’m taking this day away from the computer and doing some things for myself that I’ve been neglecting. I have an important project in the batting box and I need to clear my mind so I can start fresh and strong tomorrow or Monday.
I find Oak Ridge’s history beyond fascinating. I love it when people tell their stories. I’ve only been to the Museum of Science and Energy (once) professionally so I have yet to see the exhibits. I’ve never seen the children’s museum (the kids go with the grandparents). I’m vowing to attend next year’s Secret City Festival!
Great siblings
I love watching my children play together. Evan loves his brother and Noah is so patient with him. This morning as Noah practiced his drumming, Evan crawled into his lap and Noah relinquished the drum sticks. He has great patience. Now Amy and Evan play with Play Mobile in the living room. (Granted, they have a time limit before their play devolves into fussing) I really enjoy these guys.
Urges
I’m fighting the urge to run out an buy a bench vice! Oh wait, I already have a tool that will work…
Air holes should be smaller
I woke up this morning to find 20 lightning bugs outside of their container.
Of Being Dad
Oops. Tried to make a teenager think for himself. Now everybody’s unhappy.
Surreal Moment of the Day
(I posted this to Facebook but it should have gone here)
The sun is bright, there is no wind, I put on my noise canceling headphones, turn to Simply Noise’s thunderstorm, press play and the house shakes from a HUGE explosion of thunder outside.
It was really like a scene from a movie.
My Wife: Guest Blogger/Bad Parent
My wife is a guest blogger at Scholastic Parents and a bad parent. Share your thoughts with her.
Read all her Scholastic Parents guest posts. Jump in and feel free to comment on each topic.
Parent Fail
It’s 1:00am and half my family is awake.
On the positive side, I finally got one of my nose hair trimmers working! What a drag it is getting old…
Invisible Rope Trick
This brings back memories. I have no idea where I learned this but when I was 11 or 12 years old, a friend or my brother and I did this. Cars do slow down! But for the record, eventually an angry man gets out of his car and rips you a new one.
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