Saturday, November 7, 2009

What in the Box

I picked up food from Jack in the Box last night. I ordered a chicken biscuit combo. When I got home I found a large hexagon shaped box at the bottom of my bag. In the box was some giant cheeseburger with bacon, lettuce, tomato, and pickles. So for dinner I had Orange Juice, hash browns, and a cheeseburger. It was an odd combo. The strangest thing is that for my wife I got an ultimate cheeseburger combo, substitute curly fries, substitute sourdough bread for the bun and the sandwich plain. This they got absolutely right, but for the order of a chicken biscuit combo just the way the make it, not so right. After reviewing the menu it looks like I wound up with the sirloin cheeseburger without the peppercorn sauce of the onions. I would like to say this burger was not as good as their cheaper burgers. It was okay, but it is nothing I would ever order again, actually make that never order since I never ordered it in the first place.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Glad you asked

My two sons were in a rented stroller at the mall. The older one said "Excuse me dad, can I eat this?" I looked down at him and saw that he was holding a small piece of cookie. I asked where he got it and he put it back down on the floor of the stroller and said I found it down here. I quickly told him to put it back down. I was very glad that he asked rather than just eating it. Hopefully he didn't eat any before he asked.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

What a nap

Today the kids both took good naps. Carson actually slept until 7:10, which is both good and bad since his usual bedtime is 8:00. He gets to stay up a little late tonight. I even got to take a nap while they were napping I fell asleep on the couch and I guess I was asleep for around an hour. I woke up feeling pretty good. While Carson was sleeping I took Nathan with me to get Pizza.

Earlier the boys and I went to a car show in town. It rained a lot earlier in the day and I didn't expect much, but it was a really good turnout. We saw lots of cars and shared some ice cream. I didn't take the camera so I don't have any pictures for this post. I'm sure there will be more car shows in our future. I look forward to taking them to a race someday, but it will have to wait until they are no longer afraid of noise. Judging from their naps I must have successfully tired them out.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009


Some say a wise man learns from his mistakes, but I prefer the saying that a smart man learns from his mistakes, but a wise man learns from the mistakes of others. This is not an orginal quote, but I'm not sure who to credit it to.

That's all I have today. Admittedly not very corny.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Singing songs with Daddy

This is the part where Daddy comes out and sings a silly song.

I made up a new song for Nathan today about his Penguin. It is to the tune of "Five Huge Hippos Hopping on a Hill".

Oh little penguin you are a flightless bird,
Oh little penguin tell me have you heard,
Oh little penguin you live where it it cold,
Oh little penguin that Nathan loves to hold.

He kept saying again until I was literally out of breath.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

The facilities are conveniently located

Today we were at a Birthday pool party for one of my son's cousins. He wouldn't swim much at all because he wasn't very comfortable with the big pool and all of the kids in it. After a while quite a few people had left and it was getting calmer. He said he needed to use the bathroom. His aunt asked his uncle to show him where the boys "outdoor potty" was. His uncle Mike led him to a spot in the yard and walked away to give him some privacy.

A short while later he walks up to me with his pants down around his ankles and says "I poopied daddy". I asked "you poopied?", and he replied yes. I asked him to show me where he poopied and he led me right to the spot on the grass where his poop was lying under a nice sized swarm of flies. I guess we should have been more clear about what the outdoor potty was for.

I knew there would be lots of cleaning up poop when I had kids, but I didn't know I would be scooping it out of my brother and sister-in-laws yard at a party. It's amazing that a kid who isn't comfortable swimming in a pool with a bunch of noisy kids doesn't mind dropping his pants and pooping in the yard with them. The most impressive part was that he didn't get anything on him. Apparently there is something to be said for instinct.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Let me be your hero

I love how easy it is to be a hero as a husband and a father. I don't have to save the world or cure some disease, I just have to smash the occasional spider or pick them up when a large dog approaches.

My most recent heroic event occurred when my youngest decided to drop his stuffed penguin out the car window. I turned the car around and parked in the McDonald's parking lot. I ran through the very large ditch as I watched the poor penguin roll around from the wind from the passing cars. Once I got up the other side of the ditch I had an opening in traffic and I dashed out and grabbed the penguin and ran back to the car. Penguin was saved. I then informed the boys to never ask to have the windows down again.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

It worked!

I had always heard that if your headlights have that yellow haze on them you could polish it off with tooth paste. I was told that gel wouldn't work and it had to be the regular tooth paste. Today I washed and waxed the car and figured I'd try to fix the headlight haze. I only had gel but I figured it couldn't hurt anything. I have to say that if regular tooth paste works better than the gel that wasn't supposed to work then the regular stuff must be unbelievable because my headlights look almost like new now. Not only are they very clear they also smell minty fresh :)

Sunday, May 3, 2009

I Love Having Boys

I know I could do all of the same things if I had girls, but then I would probably get static from some people for making them tomboys.

If it isn't obvious this is a picture of my almost four year old son helping me sand a board for a shelf to go above the TV in the basement. The focused look on his face is just perfect.

A few days later on the day after his fourth birthday he helped me jack up the car to change the oil and the fuel filter. He could work the jack all by himself. He is four years old and he already lifted a car. He even looked at the jack while he was using it and said "Daddy this is a lever, a lever is a simple machine." He's absolutely awesome.

I taught him all about safety and how important it is to put new oil in the car. I also told him how important it was to put your tools away when you are done, but I didn't learn that until I was about 25, so I am not holding out hope that this lesson will stick for some time, but I have plenty of time to teach it to him.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

It's Been a While

I haven't blogged in a while, so I thought I would talk about why. It's because 90% of the things I think to blog about get forgotten. I have a very bad case of CRS. If you don't know, that stands for Can't Remember Stuff or something like that. I am going to start trying to have a picture for everything I think of to blog about. This should help spark my memory. I'll dust off the old digital camera and keep it with me. Any good photographer should always have a camera with them anyway. I'm not really insinuating that I am a good photographer, but if I don't have a camera with me my chances decrease dramatically.

The main reason for my affliction is that with the exception of maybe ten nights I don't think I have slept more than 5 consecutive hours in about 2 or three years. I am one of those people that really needs 7 or 8 hours a night. They say lack of sleep is cumulative and you never make up for it unless you sleep those missing hours. So I'll be conservative and say I need 7 hours of sleep a night and I get 5.5. We'll also limit it to a 2 year period or 730 days. That means I am down 1,095 hours of sleep, so if I could just sleep for 45.625 days I would be all caught up. Oh, wait I forgot to add in the 7 hours of sleep I would have gotten anyway for the 45 days of sleep I am catching up on. Can you miss sleep while sleeping? The math is starting to hurt now. Okay a train leaves Seattle at 6:00 am traveling 65 MPH . . .

One monday after some of those three day weekends I had I was pretty well rested. I know I slept at least 7 hours straight on the Sunday night before. When I got to work I felt as though I had super human abilities. Solutions were clearer, I remebered things that were told to me, I was able to sit at my desk without having that 2:00 am and I've driven all night head snapping motion I sometimes get. It was a very productive day. I'm not saying there aren't days that going through a work day in a haze has advantages, but clarity is a good feeling when you can get it. I imagine many parents can relate.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Changing the World

I watched Evan Almighty tonight. I must say it was a really good movie. It was funny and it had a good message. Now here I go getting mushy.

Everyone always thinks of changing the world in such a large way. It was nice to stop and think that letting some one over in traffic, holding a door for some one, or spending time building a better relationship with your family are all ways to change the world. I think the fact we have this mindset that changing the world requires a lot of effort keeps many people from trying. I also think that we sometimes forget that millions of people doing something small can accomplish the same thing as a few people doing something large. So I'm going to try this week to think of something nice I can do to help some one else and do it. Let's all give it a try. If you'd like you can share the ideas you come up with in the comments section. I figure the comments section might as well be used for something.

So let the Acts of Random Kindness begin.

Friday, March 13, 2009

What to Expect when you don't want to be Expecting

If any of you have read my wife's blog you know carrying babies is quite an ordeal for her. We talked it over and decided that a vasectomy was the best route for both of us. Since I am down to a 4 day week now it seemed like setting up an appointment for a Friday was a good idea.

The scariest part of the whole experience came the night before the procedure. Before going I had to shave the area where the incisions would be made. I must say my amateur self down there with a razor scared me far more than a trained professional down there with a scalpel. It also took me about 3 times as long to accomplish this task as it took the doctor to accomplish the vasectomy.

The morning of the procedure I got up and made breakfast for my two sons. This is something I usually do on "Daddy Days" which is what we call all the days I don't work. I figured I wouldn't be able to do this for them the next day so I wanted to make sure I did it for them that morning. They had no knowledge of why I was going to the doctor, but they were being very sweet and funny. Looking at them at the table eating their muffins and smiling I realized that I was totally okay with this decision. They are more than I could ever have hoped for and are far more wonderful than I could possibly deserve. I love my boys very much and I know that they love me.

I had to have a driver for this procedure because they give you Valium before the procedure. Any time you are offered Valium take it. I'll elaborate on that later. We were unable to find a baby sitter, so the whole family got to go along with me for my appointment. Carson kept saying he wanted to go in with me and I kept assuring him he did not.

When I got to the office to sign in was the first time I realized that it was Friday the 13th. I am not a superstitious person, but for this it still made me cringe for a second. When the doctor first came in I asked him if his first name was Jason. He said no and asked why. I told him I was just joking because it was Friday the 13th. He said he had not realized that and maybe that was why they had so many people chicken out today. I still can't believe I unknowingly scheduled my vasectomy for Friday the 13th. I guess next time I fly I'll purchase a ticket for flight 5050.

The actual procedure was really not bad at all. Of course there was that previously mentioned Valium that I'm sure helped. I don't know if all doctors take this first step, but again if you are considering this I suggest looking for one that does.

After everything was complete they brought my wife in for the after care instructions. They could tell I was a little out of it. I was making jokes that I don't remember that may or may not have been funny and may or may not have been appropriate. I do remember picking up the little model of the male inner workings and pointing to the vas and saying to the nurse "hey this guys been snipped hasn't he?" As it turns out I was right about the model and I could tell that the nurse was very impressed by my medical knowledge, or maybe she wasn't.

My wife also told me the nurse commented that I had quite a lot of volume remaining that would have to be cleared. Now if you let a man know that anything positive was mentioned about anything to do with his "maleness" and size or in this case volume you are opening a door that is likely best left closed. This is especially compounded when for lack of a better term that man is high on something. I can't remember exactly what I said but I do remember being very proud and having my wife clarify what was said a few different times. I guess maybe I am still young and dumb. If you get that reference you are laughing right now. If you don't get it I won't explain it here.

When you get home from one of these you have to ice the area for the first twelve hours. This is about as much fun as it sounds. I waited as long as I possibly could before going to the bathroom for the first time. I really didn't want to see it. I finally couldn't wait any longer, and I have to say their had been quite a bit of bleeding. This prompted a call to the doctor and I was assured that everything was normal. Now we are just down to the waiting and testing. Hopefully I pass.

If any of you still are wondering about the procedure the doctor allowed me to video it. I was curious about what it actually looked like being performed, but I knew I didn't want to watch it live. It is from a tripod so it is not the best quality, but I really didn't want to invite a videographer into the room. Now I will caution you that there is blood and nudity involved so if you aren't up for something graphic don't click the video link. I went ahead and hosted it on my own website because I wasn't sure it would be okay with the blogger terms of use.

Video of My Vasectomy

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

More Carson Sayings

Last week I had a cold and I had some of the biggest sneezes I have ever had. Carson looked at me and laughed and said "Dad you sound just like Snot Rod". Now if you have a child of almost any age you will get that reference. If you don't, Snot Rod is the bad car from the movie Cars that sneezes and shoots fire out of his exhaust. I think it it supposed to be some sort of Chrysler product.

He is also learning to use the potty which is currently not going so well. He was obviously needing to go and his mom said for him to try and use the potty. She found he had already gone in his pants and said how are we going to try the potty when you already went. He said "We'll I guess we'll have to scrub the mission." Unfortunately more than the mission had to be scrubbed.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

You Can't Say I Wasn't Warned
Apparently it was not a Happy Birthday
Read it and Weep

I couldn't decide on a title for this one so I gave it three.

I came home from work on my wife's birthday and found this note on the door. I read it a few times. I guess I was looking for some hidden secret code in it or something but it appeared to be completely straightforward. I pondered, does she really want me to go away, or just want to make sure I go in with my eyes open. When I saw her I said I guess wishing you a happy birthday is a little useless at this point. She was already much better, because the kids were napping. The rest of the day did get better, and we had a good laugh from the note. Now both of my readers can have a good laugh to.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Singing my Praises - Literally

Since I currently have an "economic sabbatical" every Friday I have been doing more breakfast cooking for the kids. I enjoy cooking breakfast. I think it is the most fun meal of the day as it is the most likely to involve syrup. However, I never expected to have a cheering section for it.

Last Friday I was making french toast. The kids were already eating and I was making more. As I stood there at my griddle I hear Carson singing "My Daddy is super cool, he makes the best French Toast. I love my Daddy, he makes the best French Toast." This gave me quite the Bill Cosby flashback that some of you may remember "Dad is great, he give us the chocolate cake." Now I have another reason that breakfast is fun. Maybe next week we'll have chocolate cake for breakfast and I'll teach him that Bill Cosby song. I bet I could get my wife to make that face he talks about :)

Friday, February 20, 2009

Definitely Not a Yes Man

Nathan is at the age where his favorite word is No. Everything is no. Yesterday he was sitting beside me and he was going through a no spell for every question I asked. I said you're just a No machine aren't you, and he replied "No, No, No, No." So I guess he's not a no machine after all.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Just Like we Taught Him

Due to my recent cut in work hours we haven't been out to eat for quite a while. Tonight we were out and it was already after dinner time. We decided that since kids eat free at Denny's on Saturday nights right now that we would go ahead and eat a meal out. Both of the kids got french toast. Carson ate all of his and asked if he could have another slice of french toast. He isn't usually a good eater so we were glad he wanted more. The waitress brought his french toast and said be careful it's still hot. Carson breathed in deep and blew on it to make sure it was cooled off. We'll if you have ever had Denny's Fabulous French Toast you know it is dusted with a healthy coat of powdered sugar. We had quite a good laugh as the cloud of powdered sugar smoked out our table. The laughter spread to at least one other booth that noticed the cloud and figured out what had happened. Carson really didn't even seem to notice anything happened so I am betting we can count on a repeat performance if he gets a hot piece of french toast again. Maybe we should have the video camera ready just in case.

Friday, January 30, 2009

I don't miss dealing with the public

I once worked at Advance Auto Parts and though there are many stories from those days of dealing with the public most of them have faded. The best one I ever saw there is still very clear in my mind. We were all at the counter and it was fairly slow. There was one customer checking out and one guy on the phone. The manager and I were standing side by side discussing some matter of business. We suddenly turned toward the door when we heard a noise so loud we thought some had broken the door off it's hinges. A customer was coming straight toward the manager with a battery. He slammed it down on the counter so hard that I thought I saw the catalog rack bounce. He exclaimed very loudly that this d*mn battery was a piece of sh*t and wanted to know what the h*ll we were going to do about it. The manager was standing there with his hands in his pockets. He calmly rocked back and then forward on his feet and looked down at the battery and said "Well buddy I aint gonna do nothing about it, but if you take it back to Autozone where you bought it they might help you out." At this point everyone in the place was almost rolling on the floor laughing. The guy backed away from the counter and said "what, what, where am I." We let him know he was in Advance Auto Parts and he left without another word.

The moral of the story is if you are going to show your *ss make sure you are at least aiming it at the right people.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Want to feel good about yourself?

Watch the Bachelor. These girls are absolutely crazy. I don't think they are going to be able to find a guy willing to be the next bachelor. I read somewhere that they test each potential contestant for STDs and they have to pass to be on the show, which I am sure is comforting for the Bachelor, since you get no such assurances out in the real world, but it should concern him that they are obviously skipping the psych tests. Or they are picking out all of the ones that fail.

I don't have to wonder why these girls are single. They have known this guy for a few days and they talk about how they are going to be married. They also beg to him to keep them there because he is so special to them. This guy is going to need 8 or ten restraining orders before this show is over. I really hope he doesn't own a rabbit.

I'm surprised they can even hear him speak over the ticking of their biological clocks. Okay, that comment was a little mean, but I'm not the one spreading my desperation all over national TV here. If it makes you feel any better about my mean spirit one of the eliminated girls just said she was going home to use her electric tooth brush and give her puppy big french kisses. Can you believe he let that one go! Oh by the way, she's a dental hygienist. Hygiene, really you're frenching your dog and you are supposed to be concerned about oral hygiene. I hope I don't have any nightmares tonight.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Running out

It would seem that marketing professionals have run out of things to make women feel self conscious about. I base this on the proliferation of deodorant commercials that promise to give you gorgeous underarms. Has any guy ever really nudged his buddy with an elbow and said "check out that girl with the smooth underarms, damn she's hot."

Seriously ladies don't let them get to you. I don't know any guys that care or ever have cared what your underarms look like (as long as they aren't hairy). You have other attributes that keep us distracted enough not to notice. On one final note if you buy into the hype and use these products and get smooth sexy underarms don't get mad if we don't notice. We still love you, we just aren't looking there.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

In a Hurry to Grow Up.

At the breakfast table Carson asked me if I was married. I said yes, I am married to mommy. He said he wanted to be married. I explained to him that he had to be big and go to college and get a job before he could be married. He replied "I have a job I work with my tools downstairs."

It is definitely a recession proof job.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

How about Proof Listening?

While driving home from work I heard a commercial on the radio that went like this:

"Men, lets be honest, do you go more frequently than normal. (I think No) Is your sex drive declining. (I think certainly not) Do you wake up to urinate?" (I think Absolutely and laugh hysterically)

I mean wouldn't it be a much greater problem if I didn't wake up to pee? I'm thinking I don't want their medicine. I'd rather wake up first.