I finally bit the bullet and purchased a new lawnmower. My yard kills these things. It has been a looong time since we have cut our grass. The dogs are outside with me with the most perplexed looks on their faces. I can read their thoughts: "I don’t know what he’s doing… but it sure is going to make pooping easier."
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
The Excitement of Excrement
Seeing the first cat turd in a new liter box is almost as exciting as discovering your newborn’s first poopie in their diaper.
Weekend Accomplishments
This weekend I juggled for Children’s Hospital at the Zoo. I completed a split rail fence along my driveway’s retaining wall. I provided tech support to old people. I celebrated a friend turning 50. I purchased the most expensive appliances imaginable and they still won’t match my socks or fold my shirts. I performed hours of basement archaeology. And I awoke Monday morning exhausted and tender.
Rain rain here to stay
Star Wars Day!
It is always Home Depot’s Kids’ Workshop today and free comic book day.
Fence complete!
Heavy Rains Coming?
What do you do? Get up at 6:40am and do yard work of course!
Dad fail
I’m pretty sure I just sent one of my children to school without breakfast. She was so excited about her field trip that I think we both overlooked it.
Speechless
So much needs to be said.
Doug’s Dictionary
Marriage – the longest funeral procession you’ll ever live through.
Word of the Day
FU
Sleep should be optional
We should be allowed occasional weeks without sleep without repercussion. This is one of those weeks.
Part-time Mr. Mom
Man I’m feeling domestic right now. Dear Boss, could my wife go to the office for me this week? I want to do that whole Disney role swap thing for a week but perhaps without the body switching thing.
Packing Frustrations
Every pair of Smartwool Hiking Sock I own, and I own several, are missing. I presume Professor Teen has them all. I swear I’m going to quit my job and start a clothing company that specials in RFID chipped clothing including RFID chipped self-sorting socks. Normally I wouldn’t wear smartwool to a Bedtime with the Beasts sleepover at the Zoo but with the quantity of rain we are having I thought wearing something that would wick moisture from my feet would be nice. Time to repurchase all my socks and a clothing marker.
For every end there is a new beginning
Another chapter has closed in the story that is my life. Naturally no ending is ever cut and dry. No beginning well defined. The postmortem for the past twelve years (24 years by some accounts) includes some dotting of Ts and crossing of eyes [sic]. Some dust either needs to be swept under the rug or cleaned from under the rug. Some final goodbyes need to be spoken. As the ink dries on the final words of the final page of this past chapter, words are already forming in the new one. Like any story, the initial draft may require a course correction or a rewrite. The outline for this next chapter, this next adventure, has the title penciled in as "Thus the massive decluttering and reorganization began!"



