To the National Hockey League and its Players Association;
Thanks. I'm done with you now. All the posturing and media spin? I'm over it. I don't miss hockey anymore. I don't care if you come back in January. I don't care if you kill the rest of this season. I don't care if you make it back for NEXT September. Call it a day. It was a good run of about 100 years, but you're done. Or, at least, I'm done with you. I've lost all interest in hearing about your latest non-negotiations. I'm not interested in hearing about how you can't agree on how to split BILLIONS of dollars between owners and players.
I'll tuck my (formerly) prized jerseys away in the closet and they'll become memories. My eyes (and DOLLARS) will not be turned your way anymore. Maybe I'll go see what all the fuss is about NFL Football. (Probably not, I prefer the CFL game) Maybe I'll just find other things to do with all this spare time you've given back to me. Pick up a new hobby. Take some classes. Go for a walk once in a while. Who knows? I just know that I won't be watching if you come back.
I won't be keeping tabs on you either. No highlights. No picking up a paper to check points and standings. Nothing. You've crossed the line into ridiculousness now. Seriously. BILLIONS of dollars and you're fighting over a couple of percentage points either way.
I got over the stupid "$5000 won't pay for my dog food" comment from a previous fight. I got over there being no hockey at all, last time. I still bought (OK, accepted a gift of) tickets once a year and wore my jersey all season. I'd over pay for popcorn and a drink. I'd yell myself hoarse. No More.
I Am Done.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
What I've learned from playing Bejewelled Blitz on FB
I was playing one of my favourite time-wasters this morning. ("Lost" almost an hour of my day on FB, in fact.) As I played, I thought about how some of the gameplay could be used as "life lessons". (If you bend your mind the right way...)
1) Sometimes, you just can't see your next move. Someone will have to show you a path before you can take a step. You get so consumed with scanning the whole board, that your only move just slips out of sight. While you're busy looking over here, you next step is actually over there. Waiting for you.
2) Sometimes, people will not point to the move that works best. You've gotten a little lost. A step gets illuminated for you. You may leap on that chance. You might pause and see that the move right next to it makes more sense. Remember, a hint is just a hint. You need to decide what works for you.
3) Sometimes, you forget to look ahead. You're plugging away at life. You might just be going through the motions. You might think you're working it like a champ. Then, you make a move. Before that move has even finished, you're trying to move again. That's when you realize if you had just taken a moment to look ahead, you could have scored an even bigger move. Now it's gone. Your moves have taken the best play off the board before you could even try them out.
4) Sometimes, there are short term challenges or goals put in front of you. Don't get lost in them. If you focus too much on a short term gain, you may miss your chance for the big score. (See above) Little goals are fun to work at, but don't lose sight of your big picture.
5) Remember, more often than not, "it is what it is." Some days, you'll feel like you're playing like a champ, but still get a short score. You might feel like you're playing like the dog, but score better than you thought you could. Sometimes, you might play the same game twice and score radically different results. In the end, you get what you get. I'm not saying don't try to get better, I'm just saying don't beat yourself up over it. "It is what it is." That's all.
Speaking of "that's all", we're done here for now. As usual, I promise to try to get better about this. My gaps are sometimes just ridiculous, aren't they? But the title is "Un-Randomness" I'd being breaking my rules if I wrote about just anything, just to fill space. Right?
Namaste.
1) Sometimes, you just can't see your next move. Someone will have to show you a path before you can take a step. You get so consumed with scanning the whole board, that your only move just slips out of sight. While you're busy looking over here, you next step is actually over there. Waiting for you.
2) Sometimes, people will not point to the move that works best. You've gotten a little lost. A step gets illuminated for you. You may leap on that chance. You might pause and see that the move right next to it makes more sense. Remember, a hint is just a hint. You need to decide what works for you.
3) Sometimes, you forget to look ahead. You're plugging away at life. You might just be going through the motions. You might think you're working it like a champ. Then, you make a move. Before that move has even finished, you're trying to move again. That's when you realize if you had just taken a moment to look ahead, you could have scored an even bigger move. Now it's gone. Your moves have taken the best play off the board before you could even try them out.
4) Sometimes, there are short term challenges or goals put in front of you. Don't get lost in them. If you focus too much on a short term gain, you may miss your chance for the big score. (See above) Little goals are fun to work at, but don't lose sight of your big picture.
5) Remember, more often than not, "it is what it is." Some days, you'll feel like you're playing like a champ, but still get a short score. You might feel like you're playing like the dog, but score better than you thought you could. Sometimes, you might play the same game twice and score radically different results. In the end, you get what you get. I'm not saying don't try to get better, I'm just saying don't beat yourself up over it. "It is what it is." That's all.
Speaking of "that's all", we're done here for now. As usual, I promise to try to get better about this. My gaps are sometimes just ridiculous, aren't they? But the title is "Un-Randomness" I'd being breaking my rules if I wrote about just anything, just to fill space. Right?
Namaste.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Dads Doing Laundry (or: Domestic Dud to Domestic Hero)
Today is one of many laundry days around here. As I was gathering up the various outfits of the household, it occurred to me that maybe some people would like some assistance with this particual chore. So here's my crash course. (It's not quite detailed enough to be called "Laundy 101". Sorry)
First off. Doing laundry isn't a terrible chore. Folding and putting away clothes, on the other hand, is. Some would argue that folding and putting away is part of "doing laundry". I disagree. I treat them as separate chores.
Next. Labels are important. I can not stress that enough. Nothing drops you from Hero to Zero faster than ruining clothes. It's one thing if your kids outgrow their clothes. It's something else entirely if you shrink them. Do yourself a massive favour. If you have any control over it, READ THE LABELS BEFORE THE CLOTHES ARE BOUGHT. I know you can't control gifts and hand-me-downs. You've got to control what you actually buy, though. I'm not saying don't buy "tough to wash" stuff. I'm simply saying "beware". Same thing for ladies goods. That bra that does all the right things to your wife's front? Don't ruin it by washing it with your jeans!
Here's a basic chart explaining washing symbols.
Some clothing manufacturers are nice. They'll write it out in plain English for you. "Machine Wash Cold. Gentle Cycle. Tumble Dry Low." Simple directions. Lots of tags don't do that, though. Hence the chart above. Watch out for the "Hand Wash" symbol. It's probably the second most important symbol out there. Why only second? Well, chances are that the Hand Wash symbol is only going to be on 1 or 2 items in the whole closet. They're also usually items that you'd guess they were on, anyways. That cashmere pullover? Probably Hand Wash. So what's the most important symbol? The Drying gang take that prize as a group. If it says "Hang", "Lay Flat" or "Drip Dry", then the Dryer will KILL it. I mean it. I've seen Large men's shirts become kids sized. Trust me.
You can cheat some of the system. As long as the item in question isn't labelled "Hand Wash", you can almost never go wrong using a COLD WATER/GENTLE cycle. For front loading machines, the Gentle Cycle relates to the spin speed. Clothes come out a bit damper because the spin cycle doesn't mash them as hard against the drum. Really, though, this is for beginners. If you're doing a load of jeans & T-shirts, you probably know you can use the NORMAL cycle. You can still shift to COLD WATER to save on energy costs. It won't change the clean factor. (Exception to this rule: SHEETS. HOT WATER those bad boys. You're killing bugs here. Second Exception: You work as a Mechanic or in Trades. You're greasy. You can up your washing temp.) If you're doing all the lacey "goodies" you'd better have read those labels before they enter the machine.
Next is soap. You can use less than is "recommended" by the soap maker. (See "Second Exception" above, however.) I'm not saying that two drops is sufficient. I am saying that you don't need half a cup to see results. I find you get less fading with lesser amounts of soap. I like "natural" stuff. Stuff that has bio-degradable elements and fewer chemicles. I don't like scents. They drive me bonkers. (Although I have had women compliment me when the "wrong" soap comes into the house.) Watch for "BLEACH" symbols in your labels. Non-chlorine bleaches are a bit more forgiving if you make a mistake. Think about that when you're buying your laundry stuff.
So that's my crash course on laundry. Hope you found it helpful.
J
PS- I think I still owe Garage Loft pics. Here they are.
First off. Doing laundry isn't a terrible chore. Folding and putting away clothes, on the other hand, is. Some would argue that folding and putting away is part of "doing laundry". I disagree. I treat them as separate chores.
Next. Labels are important. I can not stress that enough. Nothing drops you from Hero to Zero faster than ruining clothes. It's one thing if your kids outgrow their clothes. It's something else entirely if you shrink them. Do yourself a massive favour. If you have any control over it, READ THE LABELS BEFORE THE CLOTHES ARE BOUGHT. I know you can't control gifts and hand-me-downs. You've got to control what you actually buy, though. I'm not saying don't buy "tough to wash" stuff. I'm simply saying "beware". Same thing for ladies goods. That bra that does all the right things to your wife's front? Don't ruin it by washing it with your jeans!
Here's a basic chart explaining washing symbols.
Some clothing manufacturers are nice. They'll write it out in plain English for you. "Machine Wash Cold. Gentle Cycle. Tumble Dry Low." Simple directions. Lots of tags don't do that, though. Hence the chart above. Watch out for the "Hand Wash" symbol. It's probably the second most important symbol out there. Why only second? Well, chances are that the Hand Wash symbol is only going to be on 1 or 2 items in the whole closet. They're also usually items that you'd guess they were on, anyways. That cashmere pullover? Probably Hand Wash. So what's the most important symbol? The Drying gang take that prize as a group. If it says "Hang", "Lay Flat" or "Drip Dry", then the Dryer will KILL it. I mean it. I've seen Large men's shirts become kids sized. Trust me.
You can cheat some of the system. As long as the item in question isn't labelled "Hand Wash", you can almost never go wrong using a COLD WATER/GENTLE cycle. For front loading machines, the Gentle Cycle relates to the spin speed. Clothes come out a bit damper because the spin cycle doesn't mash them as hard against the drum. Really, though, this is for beginners. If you're doing a load of jeans & T-shirts, you probably know you can use the NORMAL cycle. You can still shift to COLD WATER to save on energy costs. It won't change the clean factor. (Exception to this rule: SHEETS. HOT WATER those bad boys. You're killing bugs here. Second Exception: You work as a Mechanic or in Trades. You're greasy. You can up your washing temp.) If you're doing all the lacey "goodies" you'd better have read those labels before they enter the machine.
Next is soap. You can use less than is "recommended" by the soap maker. (See "Second Exception" above, however.) I'm not saying that two drops is sufficient. I am saying that you don't need half a cup to see results. I find you get less fading with lesser amounts of soap. I like "natural" stuff. Stuff that has bio-degradable elements and fewer chemicles. I don't like scents. They drive me bonkers. (Although I have had women compliment me when the "wrong" soap comes into the house.) Watch for "BLEACH" symbols in your labels. Non-chlorine bleaches are a bit more forgiving if you make a mistake. Think about that when you're buying your laundry stuff.
So that's my crash course on laundry. Hope you found it helpful.
J
PS- I think I still owe Garage Loft pics. Here they are.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Be careful what you ask for
I take it back. Almost immediately after I posted about "not getting" the whole percocet addiction thing? Yeah. I got "dreams". Intense ones. Not sure if they would count as hallucinations or not. I say that because I was aware that what I was experiencing wasn't real. Yet I could seem to stop it either. So I "get it" now.
Those things were damned intense. Might have been nicer if they were pleasant as well, but what are you going to do? I got "attacked" and got to live through a nice long dream about having a seizure at work. Lovely.
I need to get off these pills sooner, rather than later.
Now I'm off to see if my throat can handle scrambled eggs yet. God I hope so. I'm starving.
Until next time.
Those things were damned intense. Might have been nicer if they were pleasant as well, but what are you going to do? I got "attacked" and got to live through a nice long dream about having a seizure at work. Lovely.
I need to get off these pills sooner, rather than later.
Now I'm off to see if my throat can handle scrambled eggs yet. God I hope so. I'm starving.
Until next time.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Oh the pain
So I did finally get that loft built. Looks good too. I'll get you some pictures a little bit later. No before shots, though. Once I finally got started on it, I didn't have a camera with me and stopping to go and get it would have probably killed the momentum. I have the car parked in there now!
So here's today's "real" scenario. Tonsils. More specifically, tonsillectomy. In adults. That's right. I had my tonsils yanked out last week.
Oh. My. God. The pain. The pain. I'm sure it will all be worth it eventually, but oh my God! All the warning I got from the ENT was "expect the worst sore throat you've ever had, for about a week, and then 3 more weeks of pain." Well, that doesn't do it justice at all. I was saying to everyone before hand, "This is what they told me, but I don't know what that means. Maybe I'll be out of it over the weekend, in pain for a few days and back to work by Thursday?" Um...No. Not a damn chance. My boss actually called today and it was all I could do to answer the phone to tell him that, "No. I won't be in before Friday, sorry."
It's been super fun trying to keep my mouth hydrated. Especially at night. As soon as I lay down, I slip into "mouth-breather" mode and dry myself out. Then I have to start the whole swallowing anything process from scratch. For some reason, my snoring has gotten out of control too. I was physically removed from the bedroom last night. I can totally hear it, too. I won't even have fallen asleep and I can hear the air rattling around in my nose. It's pissing me off to no end. My wife, too obviously.
I'm still having trouble downing anything thicker than a liquid. Smoothies are a pain, applesauce seems to be OK. I'm going to give chicken broth a try after I'm done typing this. Hopefully that goes down well. I definitely need to add more stuff to my menu or I'm never going to get better. (I'll be hungry a lot too)
As for the pain medication...I really don't get how people get hooked on percocets. They do nothing for me. Well, they take the edge off the pain, but that's about it. I can't imagine I'd take them for their magical goody-wooshy feelings that they bring. (Hint: They don't) I just feel slightly less pain and then get tired. Big whoop.
Well, I'm going to go see if my soup has cooled off enough to give it a try. Then I'll have to pick a movie to keep me awake, or go pass out. I haven't decided which path to take yet.
Next time!
So here's today's "real" scenario. Tonsils. More specifically, tonsillectomy. In adults. That's right. I had my tonsils yanked out last week.
Oh. My. God. The pain. The pain. I'm sure it will all be worth it eventually, but oh my God! All the warning I got from the ENT was "expect the worst sore throat you've ever had, for about a week, and then 3 more weeks of pain." Well, that doesn't do it justice at all. I was saying to everyone before hand, "This is what they told me, but I don't know what that means. Maybe I'll be out of it over the weekend, in pain for a few days and back to work by Thursday?" Um...No. Not a damn chance. My boss actually called today and it was all I could do to answer the phone to tell him that, "No. I won't be in before Friday, sorry."
It's been super fun trying to keep my mouth hydrated. Especially at night. As soon as I lay down, I slip into "mouth-breather" mode and dry myself out. Then I have to start the whole swallowing anything process from scratch. For some reason, my snoring has gotten out of control too. I was physically removed from the bedroom last night. I can totally hear it, too. I won't even have fallen asleep and I can hear the air rattling around in my nose. It's pissing me off to no end. My wife, too obviously.
I'm still having trouble downing anything thicker than a liquid. Smoothies are a pain, applesauce seems to be OK. I'm going to give chicken broth a try after I'm done typing this. Hopefully that goes down well. I definitely need to add more stuff to my menu or I'm never going to get better. (I'll be hungry a lot too)
As for the pain medication...I really don't get how people get hooked on percocets. They do nothing for me. Well, they take the edge off the pain, but that's about it. I can't imagine I'd take them for their magical goody-wooshy feelings that they bring. (Hint: They don't) I just feel slightly less pain and then get tired. Big whoop.
Well, I'm going to go see if my soup has cooled off enough to give it a try. Then I'll have to pick a movie to keep me awake, or go pass out. I haven't decided which path to take yet.
Next time!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Next
Two months later? Really? I'm terrible at this. How am I going to make enough money to stay at home if I don't get this thing going on a regular basis? Good grief.
OK. I got the basement floor done. Re-organization is ongoing. (Anyone want a crapload of kids toys?) Bought the lumber for the Garage Loft last Saturday. Didn't do the project on Sunday as planned. Awesome weather for November and I got roped into indoor chores instead. Hope it's not too cold this Saturday when the father-in-law comes to give me a hand. I think I'll take before & after pics of this one. Hopefully the pics show that what I do is worthwhile and not a disaster.
When is it too soon to put up the Christmas lights? I put mine up during the great weather last week, but I haven't turned them on yet. I figure I should wait until at least December 1, right? I wasn't the only one hanging them, by the way.
Topaz monkey is making major progress in swimming lessons. Moving classes seems to have been the right choice. Mid-term progress report came home too. No issues to report.
More to report on after the weekend.
OK. I got the basement floor done. Re-organization is ongoing. (Anyone want a crapload of kids toys?) Bought the lumber for the Garage Loft last Saturday. Didn't do the project on Sunday as planned. Awesome weather for November and I got roped into indoor chores instead. Hope it's not too cold this Saturday when the father-in-law comes to give me a hand. I think I'll take before & after pics of this one. Hopefully the pics show that what I do is worthwhile and not a disaster.
When is it too soon to put up the Christmas lights? I put mine up during the great weather last week, but I haven't turned them on yet. I figure I should wait until at least December 1, right? I wasn't the only one hanging them, by the way.
Topaz monkey is making major progress in swimming lessons. Moving classes seems to have been the right choice. Mid-term progress report came home too. No issues to report.
More to report on after the weekend.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Moving forward
My dad has given up on living in a house. As the story was related to me, he went out to do some yard work. After about 45mins, he came back inside and said to my step-mom, "I'm done. I don't want to do this stuff anymore."
Within a week, they were looking at condos. Within 2weeks, they had put in an offer on a place. Now they own it. Why am I posting about this, you may ask? The death of yardwork for my dad means that he no longer needs tools. LOTS of tools. (And a bunch of other stuff too.) With that in mind, my brother and I - I hate to say "ransacked", but what else could I call it? - dad's place. Tools? I've got plenty now. Places to store them too. I got a nice rolling cabinet and another bench that I have to make room for somewhere. (The cabinet came full, BTW) Extra garden tools. Grass seed, fertilizer, tree pruner, electric roto-tiller...(3 of those things will go a LONG way toward fixing the disaster of a front boulevard I currently have)
I also came away with some rather random goods. (Pop, juice, V8, "towels"...) When my Dad cleans house, he doesn't seem to go half-way. The only reason I stopped? The mini-van was full. I have to go back at some point to get the garden tool holder, sewing machine and bedding. (And Lord knows what else they'll have lined up for us)
So this week, the drive is back on to get that basement floor painted and organized and to get in and really start on that garage project. Going to need to find a dollar or six to get that one going. Maybe I'll just have to start smaller for now, but I've got to get better use out of all that space!
I've got about a mile of hoses. Talk about wasted space. Note to other home owners and prospective home owners: Do NOT cheap out on a hose unless you really will bring it indoors in winter. They don't survive well. Then you buy new ones. Then they fail. (And if you're like me, they all pile up because you can't think of a "green" way to dispose of them...) Must clean hose. Must pick one of the new "good hoses" to live in the front. Must get a better hose reel that won't spring off the wall too. The work may never end...
Within a week, they were looking at condos. Within 2weeks, they had put in an offer on a place. Now they own it. Why am I posting about this, you may ask? The death of yardwork for my dad means that he no longer needs tools. LOTS of tools. (And a bunch of other stuff too.) With that in mind, my brother and I - I hate to say "ransacked", but what else could I call it? - dad's place. Tools? I've got plenty now. Places to store them too. I got a nice rolling cabinet and another bench that I have to make room for somewhere. (The cabinet came full, BTW) Extra garden tools. Grass seed, fertilizer, tree pruner, electric roto-tiller...(3 of those things will go a LONG way toward fixing the disaster of a front boulevard I currently have)
I also came away with some rather random goods. (Pop, juice, V8, "towels"...) When my Dad cleans house, he doesn't seem to go half-way. The only reason I stopped? The mini-van was full. I have to go back at some point to get the garden tool holder, sewing machine and bedding. (And Lord knows what else they'll have lined up for us)
So this week, the drive is back on to get that basement floor painted and organized and to get in and really start on that garage project. Going to need to find a dollar or six to get that one going. Maybe I'll just have to start smaller for now, but I've got to get better use out of all that space!
I've got about a mile of hoses. Talk about wasted space. Note to other home owners and prospective home owners: Do NOT cheap out on a hose unless you really will bring it indoors in winter. They don't survive well. Then you buy new ones. Then they fail. (And if you're like me, they all pile up because you can't think of a "green" way to dispose of them...) Must clean hose. Must pick one of the new "good hoses" to live in the front. Must get a better hose reel that won't spring off the wall too. The work may never end...
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Men vs Weight Gain and Relationships
Well,
There's been a ridiculous amount of coverage (and hand wringing) over a recent poll by AskMen
In it, a little more than half of the men who responded said that they'd dump their partner if she gained weight.
Now, let's first ignore the fact that no specific number was used. That's red flag number one, but it makes itself irrelevant.
This poll, and some of the media reaction to it, remind me of a scenario I found myself in. I had the opportunity to sit in on some presentations for a psychology class years ago. A few of the projects were on video. In one such video, the student had done group interviews of females and males. (Each gender was interviewed as a group. No "co-ed" groups.) At one point, the student asked the group of males the same question about weight gain. The response from one guy about "Yeah, if she put on a few pounds, I'd be upset" elicited gasps from the ladies watching the video. It shouldn't have.
Here's why:
Men and women have VASTLY different concepts of "a few pounds." A woman will freak out over a 4lb weight gain from the BBQ on the weekend. A guy won't even know she's put on 4lbs until she tells him. Honestly.
If you showed a man two pictures of the same woman at different weights, he couldn't tell. The difference in weight could probably go as high as 10, maybe 15, pounds and he wouldn't know. Men don't look for "fat ankles" or bloating, or puffy whatever. As I mentioned earlier though, a woman thinks 5lbs is a disaster. Trust me ladies. It's not. Even if you were dating Tony Little, I don't think you really need to worry about gaining weight ruining your relationship.
Remember, though. I'm talking about "a few" pounds here. If either partner adds 20+ % to their body mass, there may be troubles ahead. That kind of "letting go" could be a signal that there's less caring going on. Excluding various medical conditions, of course. Pregnancy weight, medication issues, quitting smoking...all of these can cause body fluctuations and can be hard to get rid of. (trust me. I know. quitting smoking cost me about 50lbs that I'm having a hell of a time getting rid of.)
So, when this topic comes up around the water cooler, or your local forum again, and it will since it's a kind of slow news summer, remember this. While media focuses on the "about half" of men who'd dump, that means "about half" won't. And the half that would? Most of them won't notice if you added 5lbs at that party last week.
Until next time.
There's been a ridiculous amount of coverage (and hand wringing) over a recent poll by AskMen
In it, a little more than half of the men who responded said that they'd dump their partner if she gained weight.
Now, let's first ignore the fact that no specific number was used. That's red flag number one, but it makes itself irrelevant.
This poll, and some of the media reaction to it, remind me of a scenario I found myself in. I had the opportunity to sit in on some presentations for a psychology class years ago. A few of the projects were on video. In one such video, the student had done group interviews of females and males. (Each gender was interviewed as a group. No "co-ed" groups.) At one point, the student asked the group of males the same question about weight gain. The response from one guy about "Yeah, if she put on a few pounds, I'd be upset" elicited gasps from the ladies watching the video. It shouldn't have.
Here's why:
Men and women have VASTLY different concepts of "a few pounds." A woman will freak out over a 4lb weight gain from the BBQ on the weekend. A guy won't even know she's put on 4lbs until she tells him. Honestly.
If you showed a man two pictures of the same woman at different weights, he couldn't tell. The difference in weight could probably go as high as 10, maybe 15, pounds and he wouldn't know. Men don't look for "fat ankles" or bloating, or puffy whatever. As I mentioned earlier though, a woman thinks 5lbs is a disaster. Trust me ladies. It's not. Even if you were dating Tony Little, I don't think you really need to worry about gaining weight ruining your relationship.
Remember, though. I'm talking about "a few" pounds here. If either partner adds 20+ % to their body mass, there may be troubles ahead. That kind of "letting go" could be a signal that there's less caring going on. Excluding various medical conditions, of course. Pregnancy weight, medication issues, quitting smoking...all of these can cause body fluctuations and can be hard to get rid of. (trust me. I know. quitting smoking cost me about 50lbs that I'm having a hell of a time getting rid of.)
So, when this topic comes up around the water cooler, or your local forum again, and it will since it's a kind of slow news summer, remember this. While media focuses on the "about half" of men who'd dump, that means "about half" won't. And the half that would? Most of them won't notice if you added 5lbs at that party last week.
Until next time.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Patio Done
So,
I finished the patio. Did I even mention starting it? I think I had it on "the list" there at least. Anyways, it's done. Dug it out, leveled it, added fabric screening and a thick layer of limestone screening and then levelled it again. Then laid the stones. Turned out quite nicely, if I do say so myself. Next project is using the pulled up patio stones to make a path at the front of the house. (Halfway done that one.)
After that, I really need to get in and finish painting that basement floor! Followed by choices:
Garage storage loft? Framing said basement for future renos? I'm leaning towards the garage since it's an "outdoor" project and hammering in the winter with frozen fingers probably isn't a great idea.
Oh. And I did get those caps put on finally too. Ended up having to do it all on my own, though. The Mrs picked up a circular saw for me for Father's Day. (Now I don't ever have to borrow my father-in-law's again!) I used that to cut the posts down to size before capping them.
The backyard is almost an oasis of peace and quiet. (I say almost because the garden is empty and there's a monster sized play set. We do have young children after all.)
It's all come together quite nicely though.
Monday, June 6, 2011
More Work around the House
Last year, I built the fences for my backyard. I never did get around to putting the fence caps on though. The plan since spring sprung was to get out and do it. We had almost 4 weeks of un-interupted rain. (You can look it up. We actually set a record for least amount of sunshine in the period) Finally got a couple of nice days, but my neighbour wasn't around to help. Finally, he left the tool with his Mrs for me to borrow and just do the job alone. It's basically a "saws-all" type thing. I must not have all my tool rules up to date though, because the damned blade kept coming undone. After the 6th time, when it flew off into another neighbour's yard, I surrendered. I returned the tool before I ended up breaking it. (Or hurting someone with flying blades) Hopefully, he's around some time this week so we can get it done. I'm also trying to get some benches made from the barn-wood I have lying around. I did get a new hose-reel put up in the back yard, though. I also installed a rain-barrel under one of the downspouts. (That's me, going green)
I picked up a tool bench from someone online. They had posted it for $50 and I responded. He later got back to me and said I was first to ask for it, but he hadn't heard from me and someone else was interested. Did I still want it? I was in the process of sending him a PM that was going to say, "If you've got a cash offer now, take it. I haven't made room and I need to clean..." blah-blah-blah...As I was typing though, I realized that one reason I hadn't cleaned was that I didn't have a proper place to put tools. If I had the bench, I'd have a place. If I have a place, I might actually get the tools away. So I sucked it up and bought the bench. Wouldn't you know it? I cleared a spot in the basement, painted another corner of floor, re-assembled the bench and Voila! I put some tools away. Making the basement slightly more organized. Amazing. (The basement would be even more organized if not for the aforementioned rain. I had to cancel a yard sale...Grr)
So, I still have work to do in the basement. I haven't started the garage loft yet. (Unless looking up plans online counts) My Dad has offered me some shelves from his office. Those will go a long way to helping organize. We're talking those old steel shelves that last forever. Not the cheap ones you buy now. He's also offered some tools that he doesn't really use anymore. I can get the new garden roto-tilled before planting now.
Oh, and to add to my To-Do list? A patio. I'll need to start digging out the area ASAP. (After I get the post caps put on. Before I do the benches, maybe.)
Gonna be a hot, sweaty summer I think.
I picked up a tool bench from someone online. They had posted it for $50 and I responded. He later got back to me and said I was first to ask for it, but he hadn't heard from me and someone else was interested. Did I still want it? I was in the process of sending him a PM that was going to say, "If you've got a cash offer now, take it. I haven't made room and I need to clean..." blah-blah-blah...As I was typing though, I realized that one reason I hadn't cleaned was that I didn't have a proper place to put tools. If I had the bench, I'd have a place. If I have a place, I might actually get the tools away. So I sucked it up and bought the bench. Wouldn't you know it? I cleared a spot in the basement, painted another corner of floor, re-assembled the bench and Voila! I put some tools away. Making the basement slightly more organized. Amazing. (The basement would be even more organized if not for the aforementioned rain. I had to cancel a yard sale...Grr)
So, I still have work to do in the basement. I haven't started the garage loft yet. (Unless looking up plans online counts) My Dad has offered me some shelves from his office. Those will go a long way to helping organize. We're talking those old steel shelves that last forever. Not the cheap ones you buy now. He's also offered some tools that he doesn't really use anymore. I can get the new garden roto-tilled before planting now.
Oh, and to add to my To-Do list? A patio. I'll need to start digging out the area ASAP. (After I get the post caps put on. Before I do the benches, maybe.)
Gonna be a hot, sweaty summer I think.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Some work I've done in the yard today. I know it's not the puppet theatre of the last post. The theatre kind of "morphed" into a bunch of things before I could get a shot of it. It's a barn board garden box for the Mrs and the Blue Monkey to play in. (OK. Gardening isn't "playing", but you know what I mean.)
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Spring Sprung.
So I'm sitting here with the laptop on my lap (Duh) while my eldest makes a puppet theatre. Suddenly, I have something to write about! After how many months?
Anyways...
Spring is here. My birthday has come and past. (I'm not 40, yet. That's all I'll say about that!) The weather looks like it might stay in the "pleasant" range for good. (Well, at least until the Summer grossness kick in.) Time to start the serious business of spring cleaning. I've been working on the basement in bits and pieces for a few months now. (Long story-short: I started, I got sick, the kids got sick, the Mrs got sick, shift work.) Today was a "serious" work day, though. While the oldest was at school, the youngest went off to daycare so I was home alone (read: not distracted and uninterrupted.) So I got the patio furniture out to the backyard, moved some bookshelves over, swept up and then painted another good chunk of floor. Then, I ran out of paint. I knew this was likely to happen and I should have gone out this morning to buy more. The plan was to buy more today, but by the time I ran out, it was too late to go get more before I had to pick up from school. (The theatre is starting to look pretty good, by the way. I'll try to get a pic up for you when it's all done and the glue is dry.) So painting had to stop for today. I'll take the littlest monkey out tomorrow morning and try to get some more done while she's napping. Speaking of, we should pack up and go get her soon. Then it'll be time to cook dinner for the brood....
Back to spring stuff though...
Also on the major to-do list is the garage. I'm hoping to build a loft in there to get some (lots) of stuff off the floor and out of the basement. Also, it would be nice to have a proper place to store other "seasonal" stuff. (Packing the lawnmower, kids bike, lawn chairs and more into the outside playhouse for Winter really shouldn't cut it, you know?) We'll have to see how that goes. My very nice neighbour has offered to help me out. (He built his own, so he's not clueless!)
I'll let you know how all that goes.
J
Anyways...
Spring is here. My birthday has come and past. (I'm not 40, yet. That's all I'll say about that!) The weather looks like it might stay in the "pleasant" range for good. (Well, at least until the Summer grossness kick in.) Time to start the serious business of spring cleaning. I've been working on the basement in bits and pieces for a few months now. (Long story-short: I started, I got sick, the kids got sick, the Mrs got sick, shift work.) Today was a "serious" work day, though. While the oldest was at school, the youngest went off to daycare so I was home alone (read: not distracted and uninterrupted.) So I got the patio furniture out to the backyard, moved some bookshelves over, swept up and then painted another good chunk of floor. Then, I ran out of paint. I knew this was likely to happen and I should have gone out this morning to buy more. The plan was to buy more today, but by the time I ran out, it was too late to go get more before I had to pick up from school. (The theatre is starting to look pretty good, by the way. I'll try to get a pic up for you when it's all done and the glue is dry.) So painting had to stop for today. I'll take the littlest monkey out tomorrow morning and try to get some more done while she's napping. Speaking of, we should pack up and go get her soon. Then it'll be time to cook dinner for the brood....
Back to spring stuff though...
Also on the major to-do list is the garage. I'm hoping to build a loft in there to get some (lots) of stuff off the floor and out of the basement. Also, it would be nice to have a proper place to store other "seasonal" stuff. (Packing the lawnmower, kids bike, lawn chairs and more into the outside playhouse for Winter really shouldn't cut it, you know?) We'll have to see how that goes. My very nice neighbour has offered to help me out. (He built his own, so he's not clueless!)
I'll let you know how all that goes.
J
Friday, April 8, 2011
Cheap Plug time again
Sorry folks! But a good friend has started up an at home business in an effort to spend more time at home with her little ones.
http://www.interavon.ca/melanie.groves/
This plug is to get her site on the search engine radar.
Back to normal posting soon. (I think I've said that before)
http://www.interavon.ca/melanie.groves/
This plug is to get her site on the search engine radar.
Back to normal posting soon. (I think I've said that before)
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Merry Christmas
Well, once again I have failed to connect with this thing as much as I'd like to. "The best laid plans..." etc. I suppose.
In the meantime, I felt I should at least come and wish everyone a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
May all that you hold dear to your heart stay close to you.
May all that you dream of come true for you.
May all the best of the Season find you and yours.
See you in 2011.
J
"And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight
Merry Christmas to all! And to all a good night!"
In the meantime, I felt I should at least come and wish everyone a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
May all that you hold dear to your heart stay close to you.
May all that you dream of come true for you.
May all the best of the Season find you and yours.
See you in 2011.
J
"And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight
Merry Christmas to all! And to all a good night!"
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Back in the habit?
Over two months without a post. (Sigh) So much for getting back into this thing with any regularity.
Our oldest is scheduled to have her tonsils and adnoids removed. (Funny side note: I tried a quick Google for the combined term for the single surgery. While I didn't find that, I did find a site that said they'd give my "child a special 'sleep medicine'..." WOW!) Haven't quite figured out how to "sell" that for her yet. "It's OK honey, you're going to the hospital, you'll have a little nap and when you wake up, you'll be missing some pieces! Oh. And you get ice cream and jello!" I've got a little over a month to figure it out. She was originally booked for January, but a cancellation opened up a spot for December. Yeah, it's the last week of school, but at least it gets it done and she has Christmas break to do a full recovery. With luck, she may make it in for a few days of class. (The actual christmas party might be nice.) I think this also means we'll be postponing her ear piercing for a bit now. (It was supposed to be a birthday/christmas gift, but I don't think fresh open wounds right before, or after, a surgery is so wise.) If all goes well for her, though, she'll stop sounding like an old-time operator and snoring will be a thing of the past. I don't know how I'll tell if she's asleep, actually.
The youngest is progressing well. She's turning a bit scary, in fact. The other day, she started singing the Elmo theme song. When I didn't turn one on for her fast enough, she picked up the remote control for the cable/tv and started mashing buttons. (I think this means we watch too much TV if she "knows" how to turn on Elmo.) 18mths old and she's trying to work the remote control. Crazy. Cute, but crazy. Time to start thinking about getting her out of the crib, into a "big girl" bed and maybe potty training. Or just leave her alone. Choices, choices.
Well, my hockey team is down 3 to zip and the first period isn't even over yet. I'm stuck at work for the night. Dinner break's almost over. I guess it's time to wander off for a bit.
See you soon. (Sooner than last time, I promise.)
Our oldest is scheduled to have her tonsils and adnoids removed. (Funny side note: I tried a quick Google for the combined term for the single surgery. While I didn't find that, I did find a site that said they'd give my "child a special 'sleep medicine'..." WOW!) Haven't quite figured out how to "sell" that for her yet. "It's OK honey, you're going to the hospital, you'll have a little nap and when you wake up, you'll be missing some pieces! Oh. And you get ice cream and jello!" I've got a little over a month to figure it out. She was originally booked for January, but a cancellation opened up a spot for December. Yeah, it's the last week of school, but at least it gets it done and she has Christmas break to do a full recovery. With luck, she may make it in for a few days of class. (The actual christmas party might be nice.) I think this also means we'll be postponing her ear piercing for a bit now. (It was supposed to be a birthday/christmas gift, but I don't think fresh open wounds right before, or after, a surgery is so wise.) If all goes well for her, though, she'll stop sounding like an old-time operator and snoring will be a thing of the past. I don't know how I'll tell if she's asleep, actually.
The youngest is progressing well. She's turning a bit scary, in fact. The other day, she started singing the Elmo theme song. When I didn't turn one on for her fast enough, she picked up the remote control for the cable/tv and started mashing buttons. (I think this means we watch too much TV if she "knows" how to turn on Elmo.) 18mths old and she's trying to work the remote control. Crazy. Cute, but crazy. Time to start thinking about getting her out of the crib, into a "big girl" bed and maybe potty training. Or just leave her alone. Choices, choices.
Well, my hockey team is down 3 to zip and the first period isn't even over yet. I'm stuck at work for the night. Dinner break's almost over. I guess it's time to wander off for a bit.
See you soon. (Sooner than last time, I promise.)
Friday, September 10, 2010
Summer's Done (More or less)
Good grief.
OK. So I guess summer is officially the worst time to try and get work done. With the kids and the Mrs all home, I had pretty much no time to myself. Not that I'm complaining, I'm just saying.
There was (Still IS) work to be done on my wife's business. On the website. Blogging that never got done. Some housework that went un-checked for too long. (Finishing the fence, for example.)
But the oldest is back in class now. The youngest is at daycare while I'm on night shifts. Mrs is at work again...I have the house to myself. (For a few days anyways. Nights end after next week.)
I'll try and organize my thoughts again. I have a few things to talk about. A few rants. A couple of pleas and some updates.
In the meantime, I'm shooting out these two quickies.
1) If you have the time and inclination, please register and vote for my wife's business for this contest.
http://momentrepreneur.savvymom.ca/entry
2) I helped design this site here, and I'm shamelessly adding it to my blog as a way of increasing the SEO for it. (We're still tweaking some things, but the Host sucks. http://www.burnettmanagementsolutions.com/
OK. So I guess summer is officially the worst time to try and get work done. With the kids and the Mrs all home, I had pretty much no time to myself. Not that I'm complaining, I'm just saying.
There was (Still IS) work to be done on my wife's business. On the website. Blogging that never got done. Some housework that went un-checked for too long. (Finishing the fence, for example.)
But the oldest is back in class now. The youngest is at daycare while I'm on night shifts. Mrs is at work again...I have the house to myself. (For a few days anyways. Nights end after next week.)
I'll try and organize my thoughts again. I have a few things to talk about. A few rants. A couple of pleas and some updates.
In the meantime, I'm shooting out these two quickies.
1) If you have the time and inclination, please register and vote for my wife's business for this contest.
http://momentrepreneur.savvymom.ca/entry/3165641
2) I helped design this site here, and I'm shamelessly adding it to my blog as a way of increasing the SEO for it. (We're still tweaking some things, but the Host sucks. http://www.burnettmanagementsolutions.com/
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Again, Too long
Well, I've been 20+ days without a post. Not the rate I was hoping to keep. In my defence, I've returned to work and that's eaten up a lot of hours again. By the time I get home, I just want to chill with the family. (They're not big fans of me coming home, grunting and then heading up to the computer to ignore them. I wonder why?)
The return to work has gone fairly smoothly, I think. I haven't forgotten any of the major protocols or anything. I remembered everyone's name. I guess I can't complain.
We've started looking for an actual babysitter now. The drama of asking the in-laws is getting old. (For the record, my folks live in a different city which makes "dinners out, sitting" very impractical.
Anyone have any thoughts on that? The going rate doesn't seem to have moved much with inflation at all. It's still between $5-10/hr. Seems pretty cheap, for the most part.
Sigh. This never fails. I sit down to write and the baby finishes her nap. I'm sure the oldest is almost finished her movie too. Always so much to do and so little time.
I'll see you again tomorrow.
J
The return to work has gone fairly smoothly, I think. I haven't forgotten any of the major protocols or anything. I remembered everyone's name. I guess I can't complain.
We've started looking for an actual babysitter now. The drama of asking the in-laws is getting old. (For the record, my folks live in a different city which makes "dinners out, sitting" very impractical.
Anyone have any thoughts on that? The going rate doesn't seem to have moved much with inflation at all. It's still between $5-10/hr. Seems pretty cheap, for the most part.
Sigh. This never fails. I sit down to write and the baby finishes her nap. I'm sure the oldest is almost finished her movie too. Always so much to do and so little time.
I'll see you again tomorrow.
J
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
1year
My littlest one is now one year old today. No more having to put her first to avoid that math confusion I mentioned at the beginning.
In a week, I have to go back to work. Of course I end up going back into the rotation on the night shift. At least it's only for a week.
One year. I can't believe she's that old already. At the same time, I can't remember, really, what the house was like before her. It's the same as the oldest. I have a vague concept of life pre-children, but it feels like they've always been a part of how I live.
Daycare costs are about to go up. Two kids instead of one. And never mind September when the oldest enters full day every day school...That likely means before and after school care. That means no more pay-as-you-go for her. We'll be paying for five days a week, even on the weeks we don't need it. What to do at that point? Pay and not use? Or send her in early, even though I'm home...Decisions will have to be made. It would be great if I could work from home. (Or not have to work at all! Anyone got some money they need to get rid of? I take Traveler's Cheques!)
Oh well, work pays the bills. Bills keep the internet, TV, lights, heating, phone, house all connected.
I hope everyone is doing well. I'm off to woo my daughter for a good long time. (It IS her birthday, after all.) Besides, soon I'll only see her for a few minutes per day. (At least until I'm off nights.)
J
In a week, I have to go back to work. Of course I end up going back into the rotation on the night shift. At least it's only for a week.
One year. I can't believe she's that old already. At the same time, I can't remember, really, what the house was like before her. It's the same as the oldest. I have a vague concept of life pre-children, but it feels like they've always been a part of how I live.
Daycare costs are about to go up. Two kids instead of one. And never mind September when the oldest enters full day every day school...That likely means before and after school care. That means no more pay-as-you-go for her. We'll be paying for five days a week, even on the weeks we don't need it. What to do at that point? Pay and not use? Or send her in early, even though I'm home...Decisions will have to be made. It would be great if I could work from home. (Or not have to work at all! Anyone got some money they need to get rid of? I take Traveler's Cheques!)
Oh well, work pays the bills. Bills keep the internet, TV, lights, heating, phone, house all connected.
I hope everyone is doing well. I'm off to woo my daughter for a good long time. (It IS her birthday, after all.) Besides, soon I'll only see her for a few minutes per day. (At least until I'm off nights.)
J
Friday, April 16, 2010
Infant Colds
Our littlest one has her first cold. I guess this is as good a time as any to write about treating colds in infants. Even with modern medicine, there's no cure for the common cold. All we can do, even for adults, is treat the symptoms.
There's been a LOT of talk recently about over-the-counter (OTC) medications for infants. Talk to the point that they've pulled them all off the shelves here. They've decided that no ammount of pseudoephedrine is OK for infants. (There's also a high concern about the risk of overdosing.)
That leaves us with "natural" remmedies. All the professionals seem to agree, that the best options for an infant's cold are the following:
1) Nasal irrigation. Saline (Salt + Water) drops or sprays. You could make your own, but then you'd have to worry about sterile conditions when you're preparing it, storing it etc. There are LOTS of OTC versions out there. Just be sure to read the label and make sure that it's infant safe. (No extra decongestants, or medicinal ingrediants.) Babies don't like stuff poured or dripped into their noses. You will have to hold them down to do it. (Gently, of course.) Do one nostril and then the other, folowed by suction. (More on that in a moment.) Irrigation is especially important to do before feeding. If your baby can't breathe properly while feeding, they'll be trying to gasp in air through their mouths while sucking. This will create extra gas and discomfort, and nobody wants that on top of the cold.
2) Suction. In tandem with irrigation, or stand alone if the mucus secretions are already thin and watery enough, suction helps clear the nasal cavities and makes breathing a little easier. Most pharmacies and even large gorcery stores have a few brands/styles of nasal bulbs. Go for one that has a thin, but not too long "needle" and comes apart for easy cleaning. Get one BEFORE your baby gets sick, if you remember. There's a little trick to making it work most effectively, so if you can practice, you should. The trick goes something like this...Unlike say, a turkey baster, you don't want the goo spraying out of the bulb when you're using it on your little one. So you need to do a very gentle squeezing action to compress the bulb, then slide the needle into the nose and release the bulb. This will draw the mucus up and into the bulb. Gently squeeze again so as to compress, but not spray, re-insert into the nose and release again. (If you're having trouble, you can always do this in the bathroom. Then you could squeeze the mucus into the sink before putting the device back into your baby's nose.) Do this in each nostril until you're not really getting any more out. Wash the device with soap and water when you're done.
3) Humidity. There are more than a few ways to use humidity for your sick baby. There are in room humidifiers. (Most doctors recommend cool mist humidifiers. This removes the chance of accidental scalding/burning from getting to close to hot water.) There are several brands and types available, of course. Some have the ability to let you use essential oils to add to the benefits. For example; You could add eucalyptus oil and/or menthol to help with breathing. You could also add vanilla to add a pleasant, calming scent to your baby's room. When using a humidifier, it's recommended that you use distilled/filtered water. This reduces the amount of scaling that occurs inside the unit. Tap water can lead not only to scaling issues, but the minerals may then be spread around the room casuing a film to develop over things. When that film dries out, it becomes dust, which could lead to more nasal irritation/sneezing/mucus...etc. You can also run a really hot shower, close the door, turn off the fan and let the bathroom steam up. That steam can help loosen both the mucus in the nose and congestion in baby's chest. Remember, it's a HOT shower...Don't get in it with baby. we don't want any scalding! And don't leave your baby unattended in the bathroom. Stay in for 10-15 minutes and let the steam do its work. (I suggest you bring a chair in for sitting.)
4) Clean. The final thing you can, and should, do is clean. I know you're busy dealing with the baby and the cold, but cleaning helps too. Change baby's sheets as often as you can. (Every day changing helps to reduce the virus that leaks into the sheets as well as reduce the chance of mold/fungus build up from the humidifier.) Vacuum to remove dust and other irritants from carpets, draperies and stuffed toys. The cleaner the room (and house) the less irritants are around to worsen the effects of baby's cold.
Well, there you have it. For a simple common cold, those are some of the best steps you can take to help baby get through it.
Remember though, to keep an eye on other symptoms. If baby has a fever, red/swollen throat or tugs repeatedly on an ear, CALL YOUR DOCTOR. These are usually signs of a more serious viral infection. And never be afraid to cal the doctor anyways. It's always better to be safe and healthy than to let something get worse. That's why the doctor is there, after all.
J
Monday, April 12, 2010
Time is Running out...
So my time at home is rushing by. I can't believe I'm down to just a month left. Where did the time go?
The little munchkin has decided that walking is the thing to do now. (At least until she's tired of falling down.) She does this funny little run sometimes though. She'll get up and head towards the couch. Then she'll suddenly speed up and fling herself at it. It's as though she's afraid that she won't make it if she doesn't hurry. I don't think it's occurred to her that if she were to continue to walk slowly and carefully, she'd always make it. But the little "fling" at the end is funny as all get out.
Further to my last post, it seems that the fence projects are back on hold for now.
My birthday was a few days ago. It was nice to get out for dinner a couple of nights in a row. First was with a "couple friends" and their little girl. Then it was just the wife and I. Hit the Keg and Date Night. Now, the movie choice had more to do with the showtime, than actual desire to see it. I had originally picked it, but read an AWFUL review, so we decided to skip it for The Bounty Hunter. Bounty was playing too late though. We didn't want to leave my father-in-law stuck in our place until midnight. Date was playing at a much more convenient time.
I'm so glad it was. We laughed out loud so many times and for so long...It's a GREAT movie. It's insane, bizarre and preposterous, but it's worth the time out.
Sigh. Once again, the baby has decided that nap time is over while I'm here writing this. Oh well, I've said most of what I came on to tell you. Go see Date Night.
J
The little munchkin has decided that walking is the thing to do now. (At least until she's tired of falling down.) She does this funny little run sometimes though. She'll get up and head towards the couch. Then she'll suddenly speed up and fling herself at it. It's as though she's afraid that she won't make it if she doesn't hurry. I don't think it's occurred to her that if she were to continue to walk slowly and carefully, she'd always make it. But the little "fling" at the end is funny as all get out.
Further to my last post, it seems that the fence projects are back on hold for now.
My birthday was a few days ago. It was nice to get out for dinner a couple of nights in a row. First was with a "couple friends" and their little girl. Then it was just the wife and I. Hit the Keg and Date Night. Now, the movie choice had more to do with the showtime, than actual desire to see it. I had originally picked it, but read an AWFUL review, so we decided to skip it for The Bounty Hunter. Bounty was playing too late though. We didn't want to leave my father-in-law stuck in our place until midnight. Date was playing at a much more convenient time.
I'm so glad it was. We laughed out loud so many times and for so long...It's a GREAT movie. It's insane, bizarre and preposterous, but it's worth the time out.
Sigh. Once again, the baby has decided that nap time is over while I'm here writing this. Oh well, I've said most of what I came on to tell you. Go see Date Night.
J
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