Congrats Evey!

On having your art voted 'best painting' at school!

Skip you!

Goodfellas

L to R, me, my old friend Mike from Palm Springs, George, a supporter of Golfdom, Bill, my co-worker, and Mark, a superintendent from San Antonio I met recently. We're in Orlando at that fancy cigar bar on Sand Lake. Good guys, good group.

You gotta realize that after doing the blog for several years, I quit caring about how many views it gets. In fact, I like that it's just you, me, Judy, Copy Jesus and occasionally Marlan. We're like our own book club. But our interest hinges on Evey and Boyd's cuteness, not any author.

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Speaking of cuteness, I sent the above photo to Adrianne via text and wrote, "Check me and the guys out tonight! I thought this was a cool photo..."

She never responded. Clearly she was impressed beyond words.

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Adrianne is sick, so that's muy malo. 

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11:11. Say a prayer, or a thank you, or a whatever.

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I take the magazine to press tomorrow at 11 am CST. As soon as it's out the door, I'm going to get a haircut. My hair is so out of control it's driving me crazy.

I was looking at my hair in the mirror, and I wondered how long it's been since I've had it this long. I look like an elderly Syndrome from The Incredibles. And then I thought to myself, "Mom would be proud... she always wanted me to try to grow out my hair!"

And then I freaked out because it reminded me that when Ortie died, Mom quit cutting her hair and told everyone about it... grocery store checkers, people in the line for the ATM, the homeless. 

And I thought, "dammit I gotta get a haircut right now!"

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I chopped up a bunch of vegetable tonight and threw together a beef stew. I kinda like doing that, cooking it in the crock pot. It simmers for 20 hours or so, smells good... hopefully it tastes good... and it's nice not having to prepare the dinner right before dinner.

Bonus points if the vegetable beef stew can cancel out the smell of maple syrup, which has been dominating the Golfdom office the last couple days. (Boyd has been eating waffles in the morning lately and the smell of syrup drives me crazy... and it finds a way to linger.)

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Not only was Adro not impressed by my cigar photo... she also told me the other day that I "looked like a baby" sitting in the back of my truck. 

??? 

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Good news, though — Adrianne did say YES to the Pixies concert!

13 in a row!

Bought tix tonight for $33, general admission, two weeks ago. Little did I know it'd be KU winning their 13th straight Big 12 championship, Brandon Rush's jersey retirement, or that the seats would be this good! BARGAIN!

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Boydee sick, head cold.

Today he introduced grandma to sleep walking, sleep wizzing and sleep shitting, all at the same time.

I'm not even mad, Boyd... I'm impressed.

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Reminder: ask Adro tomorrow if she will go to see Pixies with me in October.

I mean, it's the PIXIES!!!

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Is the band Grizzly Bear any good? I like the guy on the Stratocaster who plays two self-righteous notes, once a minute. I need that job.

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We discovered new planets today! Makes sense, in a weird way. We'll meet the aliens this presidential term. It'll be fun.

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PIXIES, maaaaan! Who's coming with me?

Evey 1, Dad 0

Giant JENGA!!!

Go Speed Racer!

Boydee got a scooter from Santa... wanted to have one like Evey. With this nice February weather, we were able to get it out on Friday!

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What to report on the three-day President's Day weekend? Not much. Pretty quiet. 

Well, Adrianne woke up at 4:45 this morning and rearranged the living room and re-organized Boyd's room...

But quiet.

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We watched "The Book of Life" last night. Animated, takes place in old Mexico, lots of Day of the Dead stuff...

Best part was when they journey into the afterlife... great animation.

Some confusion with the kids though, when we talked about it this morning... "Wait, they were dead?"

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Won an Adam Strange comic on eBay for 99 cents tonight! Oh yeah! 1976. Boydee and I will check it out when it gets here. He was a little stunned when he found out recently that Adam Strange was a "real" character, and not someone I just made up...

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Nice W for the Jayhawks on Saturday! 

Happy Valentine's Day!

I haven't posted in a while... February has been busy!

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This post and the previous post have pretty much the same photo. Ahh well. I'll have to get creative with my iPhone for the next couple pics. It's not often I get the two kids sitting together, sitting still.

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I made some pretty nifty chocolate banana milkshakes this day. The whip cream, I'll admit, really added to the flavor.

Whip cream and sour cream were two things we never had in the house when I was a kid. Just ask Jess. I've learned to appreciate having them both now that I've married into the Weibel/Romero family.

Please don't ask me about the anti-creamite past of the Jones family. It's a dark chapter.

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This upset me: I was having kind of a bad day, and then I dropped my autographed Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka photo behind a cabinet in my basement. Boyd was downstairs with me, and watched me panic.

The thing is, I think I'd have to essentially remove the cabinet from the wall to get to the photo. I got on the ground and looked all over for a way to access this little sliver of earth, and I couldn't find an easy way. It will/would be a nightmare to get back there...

Boyd and I were in-between games of Uno when this happened. Without saying a word, he went upstairs.

A minute or two later Boyd came down with my old C-3PO Star Wars carrying case, full of old Star Wars characters, that I've let Boyd play with for a few months now. 

"Here you go, Dad. You can have this back."

"Why, Boyd? Don't you want it anymore?"

"I don't know..." he sighed.

"Are you giving this back to me because you know I'm upset about the photo I just lost behind the cabinet?"

"Yes."

"Thanks Buddy. I appreciate it. But if you still like those toys, their yours. You want to play with them right now?"

He did, and he did. Such a sweet little boy.

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I interrupt that Hallmark moment to mention that five minutes later, Boyd broke the head off of C-3PO.

(No, not the case, but the C-3PO inside the case.)

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Quiet Valentine's Day here. Adro and I went to the casino mid-day (she had the day off, I worked from the restaurant there). Then I went and picked up Boyd. He and I stopped in at Quinton's for a little Buck Hunter. Then picked up a heart-shaped pizza and brought it home for dinner.

The pizza and cheese sticks were really good!

Everyone went to bed early. I went back to work (I'm so behind at work right now.)

I told Evey the heart-shaped pizza has been a tradition for about 10 years now.

"That's how old I am!" she said.

"Exactly. When you were born, that's when me and mom stopped going out for Valentine's Day, and instead, fed a little baby pizza!"

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Boyd has a new saying, and it works every time even though he uses it all the time.

Best example: 

When Adrianne went to Florida, I cooked a breakfast that I quit cooking a long time ago because I don't think Adrianne loves it plus it's not so healthy (eggs over easy, breakfast potatoes and bacon with tortillas). Boyd has probably never had this breakfast (I stick to breakfast burritos, breakfast biscuits and omelettes now) so I figured, what the heck. I'll make it for him, if he doesn't like it, I'll throw it out and make him something else. It was a Saturday morning, no big deal.

Boydee can be a little bit picky sometimes, and I try to encourage him not to be. But he's 5, and...

Evey is still sleeping at the time. I go ahead and make Boyd's breakfast, set the plate in front of him (I cooked the eggs more over-hard than over easy, just to not totally freak him out) and then went back to the stove to cook my eggs.

"Dad..." Boyd says, "I don't like it..."

I turn around ready to snap, "DID YOU EVEN TRY IT?!?" when Boyd says, after a long pause, "...I LOVE IT!"

OK, so we're sort of on to the joke now, but it's still so cute that we let him play it out.

It'll be awkward the next time I make him some dish I'm really proud of, and he says, "I don't like it..." but there's no second part.