Culinary adventure
The impulse buy of frozen boiled and salted broad beans was sadly a disaster. It would have helped if there were instructions on how to prepare on the package.
Friday night, parent style
Get child number 1 to bed by 9:00 while infant sleeps so we parents can spend some intimate time together paying bills online and read about our coop's new bed bug policy. We are crazy like that.
An open letter to dog owners
(especially the one who's dog took a shit at Woodinville field #2) I like dogs. Big ones, little ones, yappy little lap dogs, dogs with funny haircuts, you name it. I don't even mind the slobber or the bad breath. And I don't mind them running around off-leash in the park or on the field. And even when your dog takes a giant dump in the middle of a soccer field, I don't hate them. Because let's face it, they're dogs. But when you, as their owner, leave that shit on the field, I hate you. I despise you. I want to cause bodily harm to you. And if I ever see you leaving shit on the field it will not be pretty.
And sure, I've been in your situation where I only brought 2 bags and you've already used them up. But maybe you can look in a garbage can and find something to use to, at the very least, remove said shit from the middle of the field.
Thank you.
SMDT
(Sh*t my dad texts) "I'm in the beer g"
This is interesting on several levels.
1. That my dad is texting me in the first place
2. Where he is texting me from
3. That he is using shorthand and not spelling out "garden". Next thing I know he'll be using "idk" and "lol"
With respect to Mr. Cosby
Son: "why it not working?"
Me: "it's not plugged in"
Son: "it plugged out?"
Me: "it's not plugged in"
Son: "it plugged out?"
A typical day at the office
me to son: "do you have to go poo?"
son: "No, I'm just shaking my bum-bum."
son: "No, I'm just shaking my bum-bum."
WWYW answer
WWYW?
TYDWYaP
(Things You Discover When You're a Parent) The best thing to keep you warm on a cool day is a little boy snuggled in your arms.
File under "duh"
Over heard a conversation on the street. Apparently Mother's day weekend is a slow time for the people who hand out the cards for strippers. Who would have known?
Why, yes
I have already been to the spa and am already looking forward to going
back. Do you have a problem with that?
back. Do you have a problem with that?
Luckiest man alive
If you are going to ask your wife if you can go to Las Vegas for a soccer tournament over Mother's Day weekend either are very stupid or you have a very understanding spouse. Luckily for me, my wife loves me despite my stupidity.
It's not fair
Most mornings our son wakes up between 5:30 and 6:30, which means that we get up at the same time. My body is so used to it that here on one of those rare days where he's sleeping in I am wide awake. And I don't really want to start moving around for fear of waking him since his sleeping in must mean he's tired and needs the sleep. No, there's no question who rules this house.
I wonder ...,
if our son grows up to be famous will he write about how cruel I was
to force him to drink apple juice from a cup with a straw instead of
from a juice box?
to force him to drink apple juice from a cup with a straw instead of
from a juice box?
like a phoenix rising from the ashes....
I know you were all waiting for this... Guchi.com is Back!!!! If I was so inclined I might make reference to Spring, Easter and rebirth, but I'm not. It's been fun working in Joomla to create the site. I'm going to add more bells and whistles when I have time to play around with Joomla, but at least it's not a blank site anymore.
LOST
The first episode I ever saw of LOST was the Season 1 Finale. I remember thinking "what the hell is this?" And yet, here I am, watching the final episodes religiously. At this point I feel like I've invested so much time what are a few more hours? I guess part of me just needs to know how it ends; what this whole island is all about.
At times I see the grand metaphors that others see and at other times I think the people who created this show probably should seek psychiatric help.
I have to admit that I probably wouldn't have stuck with the show for so long had it not been for the Goat Speaks. Almost immediately after watching an episode I go over and read his take on what happened. Not only are there little things I totally missed but reading his perspective is almost as entertaining (if not more) than the show itself.
So don't bother trying to get a hold of me on Sunday, May 23, I'll be busy.
At times I see the grand metaphors that others see and at other times I think the people who created this show probably should seek psychiatric help.
I have to admit that I probably wouldn't have stuck with the show for so long had it not been for the Goat Speaks. Almost immediately after watching an episode I go over and read his take on what happened. Not only are there little things I totally missed but reading his perspective is almost as entertaining (if not more) than the show itself.
So don't bother trying to get a hold of me on Sunday, May 23, I'll be busy.
Andrew Zimmern would be proud
Just watched my son polish off a plate of Annie's Bunny Graham Friends dipped in ume (plum) salad dressing. I don't think there's anything he won't eat if given a sauce to dip it in.
Test Drive
Let's see if this works. I'm going to publish a blog post and using twitterfeed, push this out to twitter and facebook. Why in the world would I need to do that? That's a very good question. But then do any of us really need Twitter, blogger, facebook and the like? That is an excellent question indeed.
Website Changes
So my web hosting company had a fire in their data center and the server that housed my website got hosed. The other day I got an email saying that they weren't able to retrieve the data from back-ups (did I mention that apparently the back up servers were in the same location?). Not that I had much on the website anyway, but I'm too lazy to even try and recreate the site. So now I've just slapped on my twitter feeds and will probably add links to other places.
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