Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Destructo Has Earned His Horns

It's tradition in our family to begin decorating for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. Usually this means I put on some Christmas music, rearrange the furniture and clear the area for the tree while the Hubster hauls in many, many boxes of "Christmas Trash" from the garage. The kids wait anxiously for the tree to be set up so they can begin hanging the ornaments, each searching through boxes of ornaments hoping to fine their 'special' ornament (Baby's First Christmas).

Oh, wait. Reality check.

That was years ago, when the kids actually cared. This year the Diva is gone, the Blonde One was involved in a soccer tournament all weekend, and the Wildcard begged and begged to play at his friend's house.

That left the Hubster, Destructo, and me.

Oh, wait. Surf was up.

By default, Destructo became my helper for the weekend.

In all fairness, the Blonde One and the Wildcard did set up the train and platform, the Hubster and the Blonde One carried all the Christmas Trash from the garage, and the Hubster helped me set up the tree.

This is the first 'real' Christmas for Destructo. He was curious about things last year, but this year it is all so magical for him.

And there is nothing like a little magic to bring out the worst in a 2 y/o.

This year we traded our old K-Line train for a really cool Lego train set. The boys worked nearly two hours putting it all together while Destructo napped. As soon as Destructo saw it, the Blonde One made it move and whistle. Destructo did the most logical thing he could think of. He grabbed the engine and tossed it across the room, laughing all the way. It shattered into ten-thousand pieces......this was so cool that Destructo grabbed another of the cars and tossed it in the opposite direction.

When we first turned on the tree lights, Destructo squealed and began dancing around the room. He couldn't believe we actually had a tree in our house....and it had lights on it. Then he spotted the controllers for the lights and began switching them on/off/on/off/on/off in random order, laughing all the way. This fun ended when our power strip sparked and gave up.

So, we moved on the the boxes of ornaments. I tried to go slow, unwrapping each ornament and letting him look it before we hung it on our tree. Surprisingly, this worked well for at least half an hour. Then the Little Boy in him came out, and he began rummaging wildly through the boxes, pulling out random ornaments and asking "What's this? What's this?" Some held his interest long enough for me to catch up with his mess, others were tossed onto the table or floor as he searched for the next new 'toy', laughing all the way. When we finished, seven were broken but repairable, and two met an untimely end on the tile floor.

And he hasn't even dipped into the holiday sweets yet.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Not Only Am I White Trash....

If you laugh at the jokes on Neil Cavuto, does that make you a geek?

Apparently a certain teenaged son thinks so.

Keep in mind that this teenaged son laughed at someone who thought a larger tax refund meant less taxes. Even thouth he has never had a 'real' job, he knew that what is withheld from your paycheck is more important than the amount of your refund.

Okay, I am a Geek and I am raising a Geek Child.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Those Holiday Pounds

I've run the numbers:

The average American gains 10 pounds between Thanksgiving and New Year's Day.

To lose one pound, you need to burn 3,500 calories; to lose ten pounds, you will need to burn 35,000 calories.

There are 42 days between now and New Year's Day.

You will need to burn 814 additional calories per day in order to avoid those Holiday Pounds. (Assuming you don't want to monitor your eating during those 42 days, Lol!)

How can you burn 814 calories?

2 hours of high impact aerobics
3.5 hours of leisurely bicycling (or less than 1 hour of bike racing)
2 hours of moderate stationary bicycling
1.25 hours of boxing (in a ring, not with a punching bag)
4 hours of carpentry, child care, or general house cleaning
5.5 hours of cooking (assume no sampling, or else we're looking at negative calories burned!) 3.5 hours of fishing
2 hours of jogging
7 hours of playing a musical instrument, unless you're a drummer...then you only need half that

3.5 hours of raking your lawn
1 hour of fast rope-jumping
1 hour of running at a 7 minute/mile pace
1 hour of running stairs
2.5 hours of scrubbing your floors
2 hours of ski jumping
1.5 hours of competitive soccer
4 hours of unpacking boxes
5 hours of surfing
3.5 hours of sweeping your garage and sidewalks
1.75 hours of freestyle swimming
2.5 hours of unicycling
4 hours of walking at a moderate pace
3.5 hours of walking on crutches

Gobble, gobble!!!

Friday, November 17, 2006

I Am SO White Trash

This morning I found myself in the MomVan heading out the back gate of the base wearing my threadbare Beach Bash 1992 t-shirt (the one I sleep in on chilly nights) and a pair of running shorts. My feet were bare, my face wasn't washed, and my hair was still matted to my head (think 'going to bed with wet hair' matted).

Oh, and in the back seat was a completely naked two-year old.

In my defense, I had brushed my teeth and the kid was buckled in his carseat.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

The Many Moods of a College Freshman

August (before leaving)

I don't want to go. I should have just gone to U.H.

I wish I hated would be so much easier to move away.


Oh my gosh! I've made so many new friends! People are so nice and I love my dorm!

We went to a really fun party last night and ended up swimming in the fountain! We didn't get home until 4 a.m.!

Classes are really fun!! My professors seem really nice and everything is so organized! I have a History paper due in two weeks and I'm working on it now!


Ummm...can I call you later? We're on our way to eat.

(voicemail) Hi - just checking in....I'll call you later in the week when I have more time.

I'm at the gym. Tonight I have a meeting and a study group. Call me this weekend, okay?


Mom? (sob, sob) I want to come home! (sob, sob, wail, sob) I hate it here. (wail, wail, wa-a-a-a-ail) People are so self-centered.

I hate this f-(unintelligible) place. Can I please transfer next semester? It's not fair. Everyone gets to go home on the weekends if they want to.

(6:10 Sunday morning) (sob, sob, wail) Mom.....(sob, wail)....are you awake? (more sobbing and wailing) I-Tunes deleted all my songs!! I hate this f-(unintelligible) place. I just want to come home!! How do I get my f-(unintelligible) music back?


So, has anyone cleaned my room since I left? 'Cause it was pretty messy last time I saw it. What about the bathroom? Are the boys using my bathroom?

How is the Blonde One doing in Trig class? If Mrs. P likes him, he'll do well...otherwise watch out. What about his AP Bio class? Because that's a lot like my Bio class here....he needs to save his notes.

I saw this t-shirt that I really want to get Dad for Christmas....what size should I get?

Oh, should I tell Dad about this, or should I just surprise him when I get home?

Monday, November 13, 2006

Gross Friday

This wasn't as difficult as I thought it would be.

Normally I don't take pictures of gross things, so I had to put a little extra effort into this one. I browsed some of the other 'Gross' photos at
PhotoFriday, just to see what other people considered gross. It was pretty disgusting, but somewhat inspiring.

It didn't take long after that to come up with
my 'Gross' photo. Look, if you dare!

Edited to add: This should answer the question, "Why do you have THAT??"

Saturday, November 11, 2006

It's 4 p.m.....Do You Know Where Your Son Is?

After a marathon errand-running afternoon with Destructo, I returned home to find the house eerily quiet. The Blonde One was at driver's ed and the Hubster was sitting with his feet up watching absolutely nothing on TV.

Me: Where's the Wildcard?

Him: Oh, he went to his friend Todd's house.

Me: Todd? He doesn't have a friend named Todd. No one names their kids 'Todd' any more anyway.

Him: Maybe it was Timmy.

Me: friend named Timmy either.

Him: It was Todd.....or Timmy, I swear. He said he was going to Todd's (or Timmy's) house at the bottom of the hill.

Me: Do you mean Ryan?

Him: (looking at me like I am stupid) No, he said Todd (or Timmy). That doesn't sound anything like "Ryan".

Me: Zack? Elijah? Because they both live at the bottom of the hill. Ryan does too.

Him: (sigh) He said he was going to Todd or Timmy's house at the bottom of the hill. He said you always tell him to be home by 6 o'clock, so that's what I told him. He has a cell phone if you want to call him at Todd's house.

Me: No, I'm sure he'll be home from "Todd's" house at 6 o'clock. Because he always comes home on time when he goes to Todd's house. After all, Todd lives right at the bottom of the hill....

Him: (noting my sarcasm) Just wait and see....
(He was at Elijah's house. And "Elijah" does sound SO much like "Todd" or "Timmy".)

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Light Friday

Have you ever had one of those totally sucky days where you just want the day to be over with so you can crawl back into bed and forget everything?

And have you ever been driving home at the end of one of those days and come across an amazing photo op and just happen to have your camera with you?

As a result, do you have a picture that you absolutely love, but every time you see it you are reminded of that totally sucky day?

Here's my Favorite 'Totally Sucky Day' Photo.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Out of the Mouths of Babes....

Monday Morning;

Destructo sat on a stool watching me slice, chop, and mix all the ingredients to make a huge pot of vegetable beef soup for dinner. We chatted and talked about the different items going into the soup - beef, carrots, tomatoes, cabbage, celery....

After the soup had been simmering for about an hour, the Hubster stopped in on his way to a meeting. Destructo went running to the door to greet him.

Hubster: Mmmmmm....what do I smell?

Destructo: It's cooking! It's mango garbage soup!!

(mango=tomato, garbage=cabbage)


I never noticed, but when Destructo coughs I have a habit of asking, "Are you okay?"

It probably started at the dinner table when he was younger and would sometimes gag on my cooking. He would cough and I would ask if he was okay, thinking he may be choking.

Lately, any time he coughs he pauses, looks at me, sighs and says, "I'm okay."


Many evenings we walk down to the beach to let Destructo burn off some steam before bedtime.

Last night "our" beach was off-limits, so we had to drive about half a mile to a different beach. The Hubster, being more than a bit spoiled, complained about the beach closing and about having to load up the MomVan to drive two minutes to a different beach. Our beach is usually empty, so he was doubly annoyed when we arrived and discovered that we would have to share sand with five other random people.

Destructo was silent the entire time (two minutes of silence is forever in Destructo time!). I think he was confused by the Hubster's mood and really didn't know what to make of it. You could see the little wheels turning in his little head as he tried to figure out how to make things normal again.

We parked, got out of the MomVan and started walking toward the water. I was holding Destructo's hand and walking with him while the Hubster walked a couple of paces ahead. After a few steps, Destructo let go of my hand and ran up to walk with the Hubster.

He took the Hubster's hand, looked up at him and said, "Daddy, I am very, very proud of you."

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Extreme Blog Makeover

I was feeling impulsive and motivated last night, thus the change. That, and the fact that posting photos never worked well with the three-column layout, forced the change. I found the general layout via Google, and modified it to fit me. If you are interested, there's a link to the right for "Gecko and Fly"....they have many other layouts to choose from. They are free and easy to modify - two things that were important to me!!

I'm still doing some tweaking, so let me know of any bugs. It looks different on both of my computers, so I really don't know what anyone else is seeing!

I love the tabs across the top, It think it looks a lot less cluttered than the old layout. And I'm all about less clutter.

The new Ohana (family) page is so much easier to make changes to, so I may modify that more often. Or not.

I've finally gotten the go-ahead to hit the streets again, so I may start updating the Marathon page.....although I may have to rename it "Operation 5-K".

And now that I can post photos on this page without messing up the alignment, I may do away with the Photos page. I also may start posting more photos here.

Hopefully this layout will stay around longer than the previous one!!

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Step #1: Admit You Have a Problem.

I took 283 pictures today. And I really didn't do anything special or photoworthy.

I took the Wildcard to the Annoying Friend's house. On the way home I stopped at my new favorite place to take pictures.

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After I got home, the Hubster asked Destructo if he wanted to go to the beach (of course he did!!) and we arrived at sunset.

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Friday, November 03, 2006

Accidental Friday

It's been a while, but I'm back at it.

Two hours at a soccer field with a 2 y/o and you'll do anything to entertain him for a few minutes. Including letting him play with your pricey camera.

This is one of Destructo's
accidental self-portraits.