Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Friday, December 26, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Alive
On occasion (between long breaks), I find something that is post worthy...and here they are: The first fruits.
These happen to be some type of strange tomato that is known for its stripes...not for its taste...but other than the zucchini and squash (both which I detest), this is the first of what looks to be a nice tomato crop. My goal is to make some salsa with the tomatoes and peppers that I am growing to enjoy during many of the BYU football games.
These happen to be some type of strange tomato that is known for its stripes...not for its taste...but other than the zucchini and squash (both which I detest), this is the first of what looks to be a nice tomato crop. My goal is to make some salsa with the tomatoes and peppers that I am growing to enjoy during many of the BYU football games.
Monday, March 31, 2008
A real man
So, a number of recent experiences has left we with a desire for a gun. Why you might ask...for protection, to enhance my manly nature...sure felt like there were some pretty good reasons before but anyway... After a lot of thinking and looking, I came to the harsh reality that I wasn't going to be able to afford one right now, especially considering that my tastes seemed to edge towards the more expensive stuff. So, to appease my appetite, I found the following at the local big box...and Laurie is still laughing at me. Yes, it is a BB gun replica of a Beretta 92fs 9mm handgun. And I spent an hour in the garage shootin' holes in a cardboard box feeling quite satisfied with my purchase. I walked back into the house and Laurie turned to me, with a funny little smile on her face as if she were talking to one of the boys and asked if I had fun out there... Yes I did. And plan to tomorrow night as well.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
The Wild Wild West
As I was helping the boys prepare themselves for bed the other night, I was straightening out their sheets on their beds. As part of this process, I like to flip over their pillows to expose the cool side for their sleeping pleasure. When I flipped over Gabe's pillow I was surprised to find this tucked neatly beneath his pillow.
As the man of the house, am I doing something wrong that causes a 6 year old son to feel the need to pack some heat? On second thought, maybe I am failing worse than I initially thought, upon closer inspection, the semi-automatic rubber band 6-shooter isn't even loaded.
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