Here’s some learnin’ free of charge. Baby + Suntan Lotion + Water = another battle lost to gravity.
Now before you panic, no one was hurt in this story.
I was sitting in the shade at Beth’s 2005 birthday party (version 2) watching my wife and youngest child at the pool from afar. Cheryl was conversing with a friend when she surprised everyone (including herself, but most of all the baby)…
Beth’s birthday was a success. I just wish she liked the $200 bike as much as the $20 lamp. I thought it was going to be a mistake to give her the biggest gift first, but it all worked out in the end. The bike came first, with a moderate amount of joy, and the lamp came last, accompanied by an explosion of eight year old birthday glee.
When you get right down to it, it’s pretty typical. One…
I’m not supposed to discuss the policies and procedures of my office, so I’m not going to. So, for example, I’m not going to tell you which major, northeastern Florida City I was working in today. I’m not going to tell you the name of the person from this city that I spoke to; nor am I going to tell you what he does or the professional association that he’s required to belong to as a…
I spent a little time in the gift shop and spent a little money on a pink stuffed toy for Beth. On my way back up to my room I was asked if I was here to get away from the storms. I had no idea what the woman was talking about, and without speaking a single word communicated this most effectively. In answer to my unvoiced question, this interloper in my period of self-pity advised me that a lot of…
Well no, not really. I like my computer too much.
Still in Jax. It’s getting late. I’ve spent half a day working – or so I’d like to think. Half a day driving, one eighth asking questions and three answering, if that constitutes a day’s work. Now it’s night and the sky is intermittently dark. Now thunder drowns the small sound of the movie playing on my computer. Now I’m looking out…
This is my first, live update from a remote location (re: hundreds of miles from home – home is where the server is after all). Ah, but the fun ends in about fifteen minutes. Then I have to do what I’ve been paid to do, do some work. Where’s the fun in that? While not exactly fun, it may be interesting, seeing what the same state agency does in a different part of the state.
Alright, maybe…
My clogged uptake valve has been well covered in this forum, but as Bill says, “there’s always room for Jell-o.”
I was driving home yesterday when I saw an advertisement for “Certified Pre-owned Vehicles.” It’s one of many “re-phrasings” of the post “Contract with America” era that I have taken for granted. Partly because I have never been in the market for a “pre-owned”…
The following entry was conceived and written on 12/22/04. It was saved, in draft form, on my server and promptly forgotten, until now. Aren’t you lucky?
Last night I was in pain, physical pain. It was kind of pain that makes you take an Allieve, pray it doesn’t give you a heart attack, and lie down for some rest. The lights were out and no one was home. I was snuggled up in my pjs and a nice…
Despite his bumbling parents, Adam seems to be a happy child. Saturday night was a case in point. We were giving the boy his diurnal bathing when he gave us the slip. Due to his head’s position, in relation tile and granite border of the shower, it was a bad time to gain his freedom.
One thing we’ve learned from this is that it’s amazing how fast a little kid can shed a nasty bruise on his…