"Hidden in the lines, Written on the pages, is the answer to the....."

It was a great weekend. I was sick as a a dog on Saturday, which was no fun. I never get sick. I honestly can't remember the last time I was ill, but I won't forget Saturday for a long time. It was a wasted day.

Sunday was much better. I spent the entire morning doing the odd jobs for other people that I should have done Friday, but was too lazy and couldn't do Saturday. Then we tried to go to the Zoo but ended up driving right past as the line to get in extended for miles down the highway. So we ended up going to one of the many fine metro parks in our area and had a spot of lunch. G-man got to run around in great big open spaces—which he loves to do. Then we went to Best Buy. Pixie got herself something nice (she might tell you about it), G-man got a sweet new Elmo video and I got one of my favorite movies from my youth; "The Never Ending Story". We watched it Sunday night. That movie rocks! It was a great trip sown nostalgia lane. Then I read three chapters of Biology interspersed with ever-increasing amounts of caffeine and after everyone went to bed I took my online Biology test.

Monday we slept in until 8:30, jumped out of bed, woke G-man up, packed a lunch and headed to the Zoo. Members were allowed to get in the gate one hour before anybody else all weekend. That was awesome! There was hardly anybody in the parking lot which allowed us to park within a city block of the front gate! It felt like we had the whole zoo to ourselves. They have a new amphibian exhibit, among the other fine displays, which G-man enjoyed. We have been to the Zoo at least three times now (Pixie, Grandma and G-man went without me once) and our membership has already paid for itself.
Oh but that's not all, later in the day we took a walk up to the Super Wal-mart to get milk and juice and passed a shoe store along the way. I bought myself some new sandals. Why am I so excited? The last time I bought sandals the country was not in "war", the price of gas was reaching an astounding $1.25 a gallon and I was still living in the apartment above my parents house. Yeah I needed new sandals.

All-in-all it was a nice relaxing weekend with my family. Pure Heaven.

"Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean."

Today is Mothers Day. Back when we had a rabbit I would cut out a crooked little heart, glue some sparkles to the front, scratch my name on the back and write “Happy Mommy’s Day” smack dab in the middle. Rabbits, as we all are aware, aren't very good artists so I was lucky enough not to have to work too hard. This year I finally don’t have to get my wife anything….G-man is on his own. However I will say:

For hand growing our child with out the use of pesticides, and making him turn out perfect, Happy Mothers Day.

For enduring through twenty hours of excruciating natural labor, only to have a giant needle shoved in your back, your abdomen sliced open and our child pulled out, Happy Mothers Day.

For selflessly sacrificing your body in order to grow our little boy, Happy Mothers Day.

For staying up all night long in the Hospital for three days in a row to make sure our little boy was still breathing, Happy mothers Day.

For Loving me enough to want to have my child, Happy Mothers Day.

For all the times you have cleaned up poopie diapers, wiped boogers up with your bare hands, stayed up all night with G-man, listened to my whining, cleaned the living room after a hard day, comforted us with your gentle touch, Happy Mothers Day.

For all the times you have gone above and beyond the call of duty to make G-man and I feel comfortable, Happy Mothers Day.

We love you Mommy!

(That's Louie the elephant with his mom. I thought it was a nice sentiment.)

And to my own Mother: Even though you don’t have a computer and will probably never read this blog, I love you mommy, you rock!

And to my mother-in-law: you did a great job raising Pixie and even though I find it awkward to call you mom, I love you just the same. Happy mothers day!

And to my other mother-in-law: I love you too, you crazy yooper you! Happy mothers day!

"Any road will take you there"

I had a very exciting day yesterday. I spent all day at orientation at a local University. I am going back to school to get a degree in music. More specifically music education.
A lot has been going on in my life lately, and I finally decided to pursue the dream I have had since I was a kid. Of course back then I wanted to be a rock star, but the point is I love music and I want to be involved somehow. If I can get other people to appreciate music as much as I do, I will have made that difference in the world I always thought I would make.
Why shouldn't I pursue my dream? I will only be here for so long, and hopefully am not coming back, so now is the time.
There is a long hard road in front of me and I would be lying if I said I was not a little scared. This is my dream. I will live it.

Rock Lobster

I have been very busy as of late. I feel like I should have something to post to remain a part of the blogging community. I will talk about why I am so busy when I find some time, not being so busy. So here is another silly post. Enjoy.


The other day I spotted.....


...the very rare and deadly one-eyed lobster.


This cranky crustacean is usually found sulking in the bottom of large bodies of water, not in living rooms. However without the added drag of water to slow the angry arthropod down, it is very agile and likes to sneak up on it's victims.


One-eyed lobsters are very patient, waiting for the exact moment to pounce.


The malignant Malacostraca leaps into the air, trying to clamp on to the carotid artery and use a pair of large pointy flappers to inject a lethal dose of poison- which oddly enough consists of two parts butter and one part garlic paste.


Thankfully the deadly lobster has missed it's mark and been swatted away.


The proper way to clutch the deadly lobster is right behind the large pincher, so that it does not give you an owie.


Then neutralize the lobster by blinding it. Once it cannot see, you can taunt it all you wish. Just make sure to keep moving in circles. Lobsters have a very acute sense of hearing, a fragile psyche and are extremely sensitive to verbal abuse. They will sulk for hours when properly browbeaten, thus giving the would be victim ample time to scuttle away.


Hey wait a minute this was a regular lobster all along! No need to worry! I'll just go put a pot on to boil.

"I'm fixing a hole...." or "I'm a back door man"

I installed a new back door this weekend. The job was not as hard as I thought. I simply spent five hours tearing out the old door frame being very careful not to disturb anything. Then I spent another three and a half hours installing the new door. It turned out pretty good, though, like me, it's not perfect. You have to lift up on the handle before you close the door. To lock the door you have to wedge a piece of shim into the latch side, jimmy that over until it touches the lock, than lift the door up a quarter inch and wiggle it until it latches. To open the door you have to go out the front door walk around the house and hold the door steady. Meanwhile have somebody pop out the hinge pins and gently remove the door. Not a big deal.


Old Door from inside.


Rough opening.

Old door from outside.


New Door from outside.


New door and a big mess.


As you can see the brand new door looks great. I still have to finish the trim work and tweak the dead bolt a little, but other than those two tasks I am done.

Now Pixie, G-man and I can feel safe knowing that a crooked door is protecting us from the bad guys.

"Five foot two"

I think I have figured out how to put my sound files on Blogger. I recorded this song using a soprano ukelele and my iMac microphone. I mixed the song in Garage Band where I added just a few effects to get the "singing in a can effect". From there I had Pixie help me make a slide show and convert it to a movie with my song added, then uploaded that into Blogger. It's not perfect but it's a start. The song is called "Five foot two" and was written by Ray Henderson, Sam lewis and Joe Young. Enjoy!

"What is the ugliest part of your body?"

"What is the ugliest part of your body?
What is the ugliest part of your body?
Some say it's your nose, some say it's your toes
I think it's your mind." FZ

I think the ugliest part of my body is my feet. Followed closely by my knees and my teeth.

I made a pencil sketch of how I appear when I look in a mirror.




Not pretty is it?


What is the ugliest part of your body?


I bet it's your mind.