Thursday, September 30, 2010

Too tired for anything too good...

Things are finally settling into a decent routine around here. Nothing too exciting (or hilarious) to report.

The kids are doing great. The chickens are still laying eggs. And shopping for the new TV has begun. LED, LCD or Plasma? 60Hz or 120 Hz? 720 or 1080? 1080p or 1080i? 42" or 50"?

These are the questions that are currently filling my off time and emptying our checking account.

Monday, September 20, 2010

The boy's first political joke

The kids ride the bus from their campus to mine each afternoon. The timing couldn't work out better most of the time. They arrive at the high school right as my work is finishing up and I am ready to head homeward.

Most days they see the last of the high school students hanging around as we are walking to the car. And for the record, these high school kids are a good group, so I have no worries about walking my little ones around campus. All of that is simply background info.

The kids and I were headed to the car this afternoon. The kids saw one of the high school boys making "the move". He was going in to kiss his girlfriend, but his hair is so shaggy that he had to push it out of his face to finish the smooch. I laughed and told the Talker that "If you have to move your hair out of your face to kiss a girl, then you might need to be named "Hairy McScary".

The Talker responded, "No. Maybe he should be called Hairy McRick Perry" - which as far as I can tell, was a direct slam against our Governor Goodhair, Rick Perry.

The Princess chimed in "Maybe we should call him Hairy Stinky Face McHairy." I'll leave it to you to decide if that one counts as a political joke or not...

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

I'm not dead yet. (just give it a little more time)

It is only Tuesday, but it has been one heck of a week already. I haven't seen much of the family lately, so if you know anything about how they are doing, drop me a line, OK?

In the rest of the AtHomeFam news, the chickens are fine, the yard looks like hell and the inside of the house does not look much better. As for me, I have adjusted to the new family schedule worse than anyone. And like my yard, my outsides look like hell and I am sure my insides look even worse.

Now you know. Sorry.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

We may be the last ones around

to give into the dark, soul-sucking, hateful little things.

No, I am not talking about the kids, they have been around for a while and they really aren't THAT bad.

Today The Boss Lady bought the kids their first Silly Bandz, the brightly colored, little, shaped rubber bands that evidently kids all over the country have gone nuts for this past year (maybe longer).

Why are we so late to the fad? Have you seen the cost of those things? $4 a dozen? Yeah, uh, No! And us late adopters of all things cool seem to give in when the fad drops to about 1/4 the original price. $1 a dozen is a little more like it.

Wish us luck. I am just hoping now that we haven't accidentally unleashed a whole new Pok-e-mon/Bakugan/Disney Princess-ish 0bsession to collect 'em all.

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

15 Great Years! (And a few extras)

I was at a meeting this evening and they were insistent that help was needed TOMORROW evening. I tried to decline politely (by not volunteering). But I got called out. Then I was quizzed about why I didn't jump at the chance to help. Still, I didn't offer up any assistance.

'Cause I gots stuff to do tomorrow evening. You know, it being a Thursday and all...

Actually tomorrow is a big day. The wife and I will be celebrating our 15th wedding anniversary.

It would be staggering enough to think that this woman has put up with me for 15 years. But, that would discount the fact that she had more than 3 years under her belt before we got married, thanks to the longest engagement in the history of the universe.

To tell the truth, we have a real busy weekend planned, so we are not actually doing anything exciting tomorrow night. We will save that for the weekend.

CBH baby and thanks for all the cheeseburgers.