Monday March 30, 2009

I had a really long post typed and saved but I lost it. I was working so hard to get something written before Earth Hour went into effect and it didn't happen. I even figured out pictures and even had a video posted. Actually, that's all a lie. I have been lazy and haven't written anything. For our observance of Earth Hour, we had almost every light on in the house, I ran the water in the showers, and spent 3 days decorating the house, see below.

I know its March and Christmas is over, but I thought, what a great way to show my appreciation for this joyous occasion. Next year I am considering starting our cars and letting then run for the hour, turning on the gas fireplace, and throwing all my recycling in the trash. Oh wait, I already do the last one. I am really taking a walk on the wild side here.

So this week I will have to discuss our other child, the fur-baby Reagan. As I am writing this, this is the first time today he has sat next to me.

He has a rough couple days, but in a good way. He played with Puppy Paige Saturday night for a long time. This wears the old man out and he slept a ton Sunday. Then Sunday night, he played with her again, for a long time. By the time we were 3 blocks away from Tim and Brooke's, he was sound asleep in the car. He scratched to go outside when we got home and I let him out. He was there for a while so it was safe to assume he did his business. I let him in and he went directly to our room and laid down in the middle of our bed and was ready for sleep. When Bri and I got ready, I kicked him out, it touch sleeping with an 80 pound beast of a dog.

Kristy has the picture, I may choose to post it later but its not a friendly picture to post. I guess during the night, he needed to conduct more business outside. Since he doesn't have thumbs, he couldn't open the door. Good thing Kristy got home to deal with it, but I guess there was a massive pile on our dinning room floor. This explains why it took him a few hours to even acknowledge me today, he knows he's in trouble. He's lucky he's a good looking dog, otherwise he would have been to the pound a while ago. So my take for the day, if your old man dog plays with a puppy that's less than a year old for 2 whole days, he's going to sleep like he has died and needs frequent bathroom breaks.

Wednesday March 18, 2009

I actually wish this was a hangover piece since its the day after St. Patrick's Day. Instead, I am tired because I just got back from Dora the Explorer. I cant believe I said that. This little illegal immigrant teaching my kid Spanish. Its the crazy new America. My take for the day is this, Dora the Explorer and such events need to sell alcohol or have a separate room with TV's and a number of sporting events on.

Since I brought the toddler up, I have an interesting little story or two from this week. Since its the middle of March and we had a few nice days out, Bri, Reagan, and I decided to go for a walk. Bri insisted on riding her bike. I strapped on her helmet and we started to ride her little bike that she got from her Aunt Morgan. This bike is just too big and maybe this fall she will be ready. She sits on the seat and cant reach the pedals so she will stand over the bike and walk. It has to be frustrating, she cant take big steps but it is a funny sight, a toddler with a large bike helmet standing over a bike and walking. So Reagan and I got a head start and she got mad. She decided to get off the bike and push it, supposedly this will be easier. She was on an incline in a neighbors drive way and the bike starts to roll toward the street. She is getting mad and starts to yell at her bike. All I can do is laugh at her. (Side note: the bike never made it to the street)

So after a trip to the mail box this has bike ride needs to end. Since I wont carry the bike, she drags the bike back into the garage and she wants to go for a walk. I asked if she wants to take her helmet off and she insists I leave it on. So, the three of us go for a walk. I am dragging an 80 pound beast of a dog and this kid is walking around the neighborhood with a helmet on. Everyone had to assume I am either the most protective parent on Earth or this kid will be riding the short bus to school.

Now speaking of protective parent, here is another quickie. We were with Tim and Brooke, I believe, and Bri says something like "I have a boyfriend in the backyard." Of course, Tim has a strange look like there should be some story behind this, and yes there is. Bri was doing something weird and Kristy had asked her "what are we going to do when you get a boyfriend?" Bri didn't respond but I did. I answered by saying "we will bury him in the backyard." Now she will randomly say something about a boyfriend in the back yard. Thank God we are on the edge of the city with a nice cornfield in the backyard.

Monday March 16, 2009

The weekend didn't go so bad. It started off very interesting, so I will get straight to the point on my take for today. The auto industry isn't doing well, but it doesn't really matter, I am not in the market for a new car, but I do have some advice. The way new cars are made there are a ton of gadgets on the dash. Temperature, speed, and a number of things that I really don't pay attention to. But there is one small gage that is very important. The gas gage. This thing is so important, but why is it so damn small? If I were to design a car, I would probably make this gage the size of the speedometer. Its not like I personnaly ran out of gas this weekend, I have never done such a thing. Just others that I know, I probably shouldn't mention her name. If you chose to guess, here is a hint. Her name rhymes with Schristy.

The coming week should be good, UNI has quietly became the best college basketball school in Iowa. Four NCAA tournaments in six years. They have come a long way since 300 fans would "pack" the Dome for a Tuesday night game. Drake is Drake and last year was a fluke. Iowa is having trouble recruiting criminals, they just dont make the grade anymore. Finally Iowa State cant keep a player longer than two seasons.

Now that we live in Omaha, this little school called Creighton thinks they are God's gift to college athletics. I took more pleasure seeing Creighton's name left off the NCAA Tournament list than I did seeing UNI's in the field. It still makes me laugh. The craziest thing is I tried to like Creighton. When I first moved here I tried to find a sports team to like, the Huskers are never an option, so I watched a couple of Creighton games. The first UNI/Creighton game I saw, I developed a full dislike for the Jays. Especially when there was a father and his young son about three rows behing the UNI section a few years ago. He said to his son "I cant believe we have to sit by the stupid Panther fans." Are you kidding me? This is a good thing to teach your young son. I am sure he is the same way at Husker football games. So, I am sure his son learned a lot from us Panther fans, hopefully a lot of words he repeated at home. So it will be nice seeing UNI in the tournament, even if they lost first round. Its still a better accomplishment than any win in the NIT.

March 13, 2009

Well, I thought that I would dive into the new world of this blogging thing. I have recently moved into a new office at work and I can unfortunately spend a number of hours on this new thing called the Internet, thank you Al Gore. So here we go.

A week after we decided to take on a new home improvement project, we are still living under the same roof, and it turned out pretty good. Other than the baseboards, the new floor looks good. With that being said, we will be moving on to the kitchen and dinning room floors. I have a strong feeling this will require large amounts of alcohol, because this is a much bigger project and a increased probability of expletive riddled arguments.


I would post a picture of the finished product, but its early in the morning, yes its 10:30 am, and I cant figure it out yet. I will head to the bookstore later today and see if Al Gore has a book on blogging too. That should help me out. I am sure it will be with the rest of his book in the fiction section.

Now here is Ian's take on life for today; you cant screw up a good marriage when your work opposite schedules and you don't see each other for four consecutive days. This should be a recommendation in every marriage prep class. Kristy heads to work tonight for 4 straight 12 hour overnight shifts. Now I just need to find a number of things to occupy me and the toddler's time. This shouldn't be that hard to do, she's 2 and a half and she gets excited for stickers. I like my odds.

Just for your viewing pleasure, I re-located this old blog, that has been dead for almost a year. Partial motivation to start this new blog.

http://fattymcevans.blogspot.com/