The Art in Engineering
How do you begin to blog about something like this? It simply has to be seen to be believed. I subscribe to an email list that sends me oddities from time to time – this…
Odd, I don’t sound like Scott…
One of the highlights of my day (even though I dread the actual first part of the event where I actually have to wake up) is waking the kids on a school day. I never…
Oh my . . .
So I know I’ve got the Six Until Me site on our blogroll, but today it receives more than an honorable mention from me. Kerri’s blog about her life with Type-1 diabetes is nothing short of wonderful — a…
Throwing a Wii Fit
The unthinkable happened. As we finished watching a late night John Adams (final disc in the series), I arose at about 1 am to remove the disc and put it back into the envelope for…
Experience. . . I has it. (phrase stolen from the LOL Cats…)
So I watched the Sarah Palin speech at the RNC, I have been listening to the ‘drive-by’ media (as it is called by conservative talk show hosts), and I have heard the talk of the…
Are you kidding me? (The Tooth Fairy Chronicles – Part II)
We are now playing a new game with our 8 year old — it’s called, “how many teeth can you lose and still eat real food?” She is the main player. I am a reluctant…
Men, the Essentials, Vol 1 (only volume), No. 2
“Ow!” I said this morning as I burned the top of my hand reaching into the toaster oven to grab the kids’ oh-so-wholesome-and-tasty pancakes. “Did you get burned?” the 5 year old boy asked. “Yeah, I…
Men, the Essentials, Vol 1 (only volume), No 1.
Warning: Guy Talk.. beware. “So what’s your favorite thing at school?” I ask the boy, now in K-4. “Playing on the play ground and centers in the class” the boy responds. (Centers is where they…
So how was your Labor Day?
The changing of the guard has nothing on the boy’s monthly tradition and ceremonious changing of the kitchen calendar. Today after the ceremony was complete and the band stopped playing, he noted with great excitement…
The reason for everything
“Mom” “Yes, Emma” “It’s because I’m really a type of pixie” “OK, sweetie — that actually does explain a few things. Thank you.” The best part of this secret identity (according to the pixie herself) is apparently…