Whoops…

Saturday, November 3rd, 2007

One day in, and I blew it already. I got home from the fruit last nite, and found Psycho Momia watch a docudrama on the Zodiac, and got completely sucked in. Good flick from what I saw of it. Great job of keeping in the 70’s.
I have some deeper thoughts, but they ain’t ready yet. Maybe later this week.

I’ll leave you a quote from the oldest on Friday night:
“Dada, my yoni has an arm.”

Brr….

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A Cornucopia of Stuff Falling….

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007

So I’ve been quiet for a while. Sorry about that. Lots of stuff has been happening, but most of has been very mundane, and not worth reporting.

It’s kind of odd, but I don’t seem to pick up on the amusing things about life like other parent bloggers do. Maybe I’m just too “in the moment”, or too self involved to grab these tidbits to share.

I dunno.

Some interesting points from the past bits of time:

  • I have a new nickname: The Foghorn of Doom. Ask Psycho-Momia, and she’ll be happy to explain it.
  • The Fruit Company job is going pretty well, although there is much more to it than I anticipated. Supposed to be part time, but I’ve been scheduled for at least 35 hours every week. That should be changing, as I pointed that out to the gent who makes the schedule.
  • I’m not going to get into the details, but I am talking with my Dad. One day soonish, I will get to sit down with him.
  • I haven’t launched the new endevour due to time constraints (see above) and the craptacular standards support of IE. Anyone know css/html hacks to make dynamic sites work in IE 6?
  • Smallest Child has been exerting her will in strange ways, and with surprising strength. Makes my head hurt, she does!
  • Smallest Child has also been growing her vocabulary and grammar at amazing rates. Pronunciation is still lacking a bit, but keeps getting clearer every day.
  • Oldest Child is expanding her imagination in leaps and bounds.
  • She also has the longest list of wants for her birthday ever. No matter how much I try to explain the reasons why she can’t have a waterslide at her birthday party in December, she still wants one.
  • We did get to go on a hayride and picked a massive amount of Apples with Ray, Linda, Nick and Ashley at Parlee Farm. It was alot of fun! Glenda was also along, although I thought she was going to melt in sun.
    I tend to miss things like just how tall Oldest girl is. She will be turning 5 in two months time, and Ashley is 9 (IIRC). And maybe Ashley is just small, but Oldest Girl was about a half inch taller than her. I may have a giant on my hands.
  • An old friend just got hitched. Congrats, Karen and Matt. Good luck and goddess bless. Karen has been my Hair Stylist for many years now. She is pretty damned awesome, as is her partner in crime, Kim. You can find them at The Avalon Salon in Fitchburg, MA. It’s worth the drive for any of you Bostonites.

That’s about it for now. Got housework to get back too.

Oh, One more thing.
If you are in the Boston Area, we are having our Annual Halloween Party soon – well – around the time of halloween.

If you are interested in coming, drop me a line via the contact link in the main menu above.

I’ve just been alerted to the fact that today is “Official De-lurking Day”!
So show me who you are, and delurk by posting in the comments.

Yeah, I mean YOU!

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Farts are always….Musical?

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

So there we are sitting down at dinner, and Oldest Child rips one. Makes the table shake – she makes a dad proud.
Psycho-Momia asks her if it was she that made that eye watering gas bubble. I forget OC’s response, but for some ungodly reason, my parental censor was off, and I responded with: “No, butt trumpet!”
A withering look from Psycho-Momia, “Are you sure that’s something you want her to learn?”

And then the real fun began.

OC comes back with “No, Dada, butt tuba!” I couldn’t help myself – I began sniggering. SHe continued on with a list of instruments for the whole family. She ended with “Mama – you have a xylophone up your butt!”

I left the room then, and melted into a puddle of mirth.

Oh, and that xylophone….
I didn’t put it there.

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