Spring is in the Air

Spring is in the Air April 10, 2010
This week, the boys started Tae Kwon Do lessons. It’s a good chance for Avery to unleash his aggression on someone else besides his brother.
Luke hasn’t quite got the hang of it. He keeps thinking the guy with the big blue sponge is going to punch him back.
On Friday night, our local Godfather’s Pizza invited us to celebrate their grand re-opening by coming to see the actual Godfather! Honestly, I thought he’d be much scarier looking.
It was neat to see the Godfather, although it did become a bit unnerving after 45 minutes or so of him just standing there staring at us while we ate.
I was feeling really good about life when I woke up on Saturday morning, so I decided to go to Mystic Lakes Casino and do some gambling. That always seems to bring me down a notch or two.
The warm weather has given us many opportunities to get outside and enjoy some basketball in the driveway.
Avery does a neat trick where he throws the ball in the air and then just makes it stop in mid-flight. It’s really quite amazing to witness.
On Saturday afternoon, the boys and I drug Grandma Linda to see Clash of the Titans 3D. She’s been a bit lonely lately, so we thought seeing some mythological Greek Demigods in tight Togas would do her some good. She really seemed to enjoy it although we had to remove her 3D Glasses a few times because her loud breathing became disturbing to other people trying to watch the movie.

Quote of the Week

“The key to realizing a dream is to focus not on success, but significance – and then even the small steps and little victories along your path will take on greater meaning.” – Oprah Winfrey, entertainer
Hello from Poland 🙂 I just thought you might need this some time – “kocham Ciê” is I love you in polish 😉 I’ve seen this on your site this week and thought it might be useful. It’s just great to see how passionate you are with all your family. Sometimes I wonder, how hard it is to capture the whole week just in few pages in the web – I’m not sure I’m able to…That’s the second time I write to you, and for the second time, I’ve got the same problem – what can I give, what can I expose to tell something about me and me family..? Well we don’t have any children – probably we will have them never…but still we’re tiring to figure our lives out, knowing we must be the best of us each other. It’s not easy, it’s not easy being 27 and knowing you’ll have to replace all the love your wife would give and assume from her children…It’s even harder because you know you have to give twice more…or should you give twice or triple more every time, no matter if you have a child or not…Anyway – it’s good to see you’re doing fine, it’s good to see that your family is the most important part of your life (I’ve went through your site, I know where your work, but I really don’t know what you’re doing in your job – and that’s fine). It’s something I have to learn, and it’s something I’m trying to learn every Monday, while I read your site… Thanks a lot. Best wishes from Poland. Maciej.
I live in Vista, just north of San Diego and felt Sunday’s quake big time. I work in the basement of a 8 story hospital so we’re all paranoid now… I made this after getting home from work Monday… Made myself chuckle… may make one for real…. lol Have a good weekend Buddy. Mad Doc
Hey man! I saw this at the grocery store and took a picture of it will my cell—-found it to be hilarious! I showed the wife the can and she just looked at me with that “will you grow” up look but I was laughing too much to care. It was in the International food isle under “Britain”—who would have known? I’ve never heard of this kind of pudding but no matter how hungry I would be, I’d pass. Tom

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Stacking Wood

Still The Light, By Cameo Smith (Mt. Wolf, PA)

Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
their smiles were contagious,
their laughter filled the air…
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.

They were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
Remembering nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“Where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“This is Heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”

When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.

In that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew to the arms of their King
As they lingered in the warmth of His blessed embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.

And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
When He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe

He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”

Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“Come now my children, let me show you around.”
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.

and I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT.”

Shortarmguy's Crazy Emails for December 16, 2012

Dear Santa, How are you? How is Mrs. Claus? I hope everyone, from the reindeer to the elves, is fine. I have been a very good boy this year. I would like an X-Box 360 with Call of Duty IV and an iPhone 4 for Christmas. I hope you remember that come Christmas Day. Merry Christmas,
Dear Timmy, Thank you for you letter. Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and the elves are all fine and thank you for asking about them. Santa is a little worried all the time you spend playing video games and texting. Santa wouldn’t want you to get fat. Since you have indeed been a good boy, I think I’ll bring you something you can go outside and play with.* Merry Christmas,* Santa Claus*** * *
Mr. Claus, Seeing that I have fulfilled the “naughty vs. Nice” contract, set by you I might add, I feel confident that you can see your way clear to granting me what I have asked for. I certainly wouldn’t want to turn this joyous season into one of litigation. Also, don’t you think that a jibe at my weight coming from an overweight man who goes out once a year is a bit trite? Respectfully, Tim Jones * *
Mr. Jones, While I have acknowledged you have met the “nice” criteria, need I remind you that your Christmas list is a request and in no way is it a guarantee of services provided. Should you wish to pursue legal action, well that is your right. Please know, however, that my attorney’s have been on retainer ever since the Burgermeister Meisterburger incident and will be more than happy to take you on in open court. Additionally, the exercise I alluded to will not only improve your health, but also improve your social skills and potentially help clear up a complexion that looks like the bottom of the Burger King fry bin most days. Very Truly Yours, S Claus * *
Now look here Fat Man, I told you what I want and I expect you to bring it. I was attempting to be polite about this but you brought my looks and my friends into this. Now you just be disrespecting me. I’m about to tweet my boys and we’re gonna be waiting for your fat ass and I’m taking my game console, my game, my phone, and whatever else I want. WHAT EVER I WANT, MAN! T-Bone * *
Listen Pizza Face, Seriously??? You think a dude that breaks into every house in the world on one night and never gets caught sweats a skinny G-banger wannabe? “He sees you when you’re sleeping; He knows when you’re awake”. Sound familiar, genius? You know what kind of resources I have at my disposal. I got your shit wired, Jack. I go all around the world and see ways to hurt people that if I described them right now, you’d throw up your Totino’s pizza roll all over the carpet of your mom’s basement. You’re not getting what you asked for, but I’m still stopping by your crib to stomp a mud hole in you’re ass and then walk it dry. Chew on that, Petunia. S Clizzy * *
Dear Santa, Bring me whatever you see fit. I’ll appreciate anything. Timmy * *
> Timmy, > > That’s what I thought you little bastard. > Santa

Not Afraid of Heights

Snow Quilts

Artist Simon Beck must really love the cold weather!
Along the frozen lakes of Savoie, France, he spends days plodding through the snow in raquettes (snowshoes), creating these sensational patterns of snow art.
Working for 5-9 hours a day, each final piece is typically the size of three soccer fields!
The geometric forms range in mathematical patterns and shapes that create stunning, sometimes 3D, designs when viewed from higher levels.
How long these magnificent geometric forms survive is completely dependent on the weather. Beck designs and redesigns the patterns as new snow falls, sometimes unable to finish a piece due to significant overnight accumulations.
The main reason for making them was because I can no longer run properly due to problems with my feet, so plodding about on level snow is the least painful way of getting exercise. Gradually, the reason has become photographing them, and I am considering buying a better camera. – Simon Beck