Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Juice Box Hero

Every once in a while, you are fortunate to have one of "those moments" - the priceless ones that must be recorded for posterity.

Here's today's entry.

While driving in the car, listening to satellite radio (the classics), Foreigner's Juke Box Hero came across the airwaves. Our son, in his 6 year old wisdom - after listening to a few lines, starts singing ...

"Juice Box Hero ..." replete with air guitar motions.

We had to pull over we were laughing so hard.

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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Fighting Dragons

Wow - where have I been? When last I posted, I was ankle deep in sewage water and calling a plumber. All water under the bridge at the moment (and in the pipes draining as it should).

Today's post is prompted by the Tuesday meme - Heads or Tails ...

Heads Or Tails

The theme for today is: "Tails - Brave". Interesting topic ... especially for one who doesn't always feel very "brave".

So you may have noticed the picture to the above right. This was a family project a few months ago ... boxes sponsored by "Nana" who brought them from work. The castle was designed (on paper) by our son (age 6). He also supervised construction and handed us pieces of Gorilla tape (which by the way is sheer genius). For a Gorilla vs. Duct discussion, click here.

Oh right, back to the theme of the post ... I thought the dragon castle (and note the dragon actually peaking out of the "dungeon") seemed to fit the title "Fighting Dragons" - which is actually going to correspond to the theme - "Brave". But, do I really have a single story about being brave? I can't really think of a single thing - maybe because the coffee hasn't kicked in yet. I think sometimes getting out of bed in the morning is brave (who knows what evil spirits are lurking in your plumbing ... now there's an interesting analogy). I also think that facing the proverbial dragon is brave (whatever your dragon might be ... a person, place or thing ... is fear a thing?).

For me, I think parenting is about the bravest thing I have done. I was not chronologically young when I had our son and it was not an easy pregnancy or delivery ... and then there's been the ongoing attempt at trying to be a good example (i.e. making the appropriate decisions and adopting appropriate behavior -
(whew! not sure how much longer we can keep that up! (just kidding - ok, not really ... but yes, just kidding).

Seriously, though - bravery to me is connected closely to courage. The ability to face one's fears and move forward despite the odds ... like quitting your job and starting a business (oh right, I did that ... and still doing it, despite the current condition of the economy). What kind of person starts a business to broker business loans in this economy? Oh, right ... me again ... well, in truth it was my husband's idea, but I went along with it ... and that was 3 years ago when the financial environment wasn't quite as --- shall we say, precarious? And, we're still in business ... and we still can find funding options for businesses ... but for me, it does require a certain amount of bravery and courage each day. I'd much rather play with Legos ... or drink coffee with my friends ... or actually, just about anything (sorry honey).

I'm off to fight dragons (for me today, the dragons will be in the form of angry business owners not happy with the options I can provide, angry lenders not happy with the angry business owners, and angry underwriters because they're overworked). I can hardly wait until tomorrow!

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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

This about sums it up

Today's post is prompted by

Heads Or Tails

Today is EDGE: Any Past Theme ... and oddly (again) how timely. I missed the "Down on the Farm" week, which was to be about anything on a farm. Oh do I have a good one. Let me direct your attention to a past post (coincidentally another Heads or Tails theme about "points"). Here's the followup picture ...

The driveway (yes, it really is that steep) is now complete (has been for about 5 weeks) and to bless the driveway ... you guessed it ... yep, that's what it is ... something found on a farm, called manure in polite company. I don't know the owner - no doubt a neighborhood dog ... and there is a newspaper lying next to it, which is suspicious (dogs also being known to be drawn to newspaper - you know, fetching and the like) ... so there you go.

So why do I say this about sums it up? Well, it's the perfect compliment to the whole "poopy" (G-rated blog) story about me having to explain "DRIVEWAY" to the CSR from a third world country and, as an extra bonus ... happens to describe my day today.

We had a party on Saturday (to celebrate the 135th running of the Kentucky Derby). Fifty-seven (57) delightful people in my home ... along with 30 lovely children ... and it rained ... and the toilet clogged ... and we ran out of food ... but thankfully there was still alcohol and no horses were harmed in this year's event ... so overall it was a good day.

However, today, as I was doing laundry, the toilet overflowed - bubbled like a fountain of, um "poopy" water - spewing forth onto my hardwood floors and into the closet (which is located next to the toilet). Please understand, I wasn't doing the laundry in the toilet ... I did use a washing machine ... which is located on the other side of the downstairs bathroom - in a room designated specifically for washing (and drying) clothes.

I didn't know whether to take a video or picture ... so I grabbed a mop - not my more brilliant move, I should have grabbed the camera and called someone. Well - after I cleaned up a bit of the mess, I didn't want to wring the mop - you know ... er - "out" ... because I didn't want to touch it.

But I got over that mainly because it wasn't cleaning up itself - and I put on latex gloves - cleaned everything up, poured drain cleaner in the laundry room sink and went upstairs to take a shower.

About halfway through the detox - I thought to myself ... "huh - I wonder how many gallons of water I'm flushing through the clogged main line?" Brilliant.

(You see, I came to the mainline conclusion about a month before the party, because the toilet overflowed right after my gallbladder surgery, while I was doing laundry ... not using the bathroom). So we used mainline drain cleaner and all seemed to be well.

We were mistaken.

So after my shower, I peeked into the downstairs bathroom, and sure enough ... poop all over the floor again. This time, it appeared that it came from the literal bowels of the drain ... I'm talking brown/green thick slime ... and corn - which I don't remember serving ... ew.

I'm calling the plumber this afternoon. I discussed it briefly with my husband - who wondered why I hadn't called him today. I said, "I'm going to call the plumber this afternoon." End of discussion.

Seriously though, we'd try the Kruegerator on it, but the way the pipes are configured, we can't isolate the clogged area ... so alas, the Kruegerator won't work. It saddens me to have to call a professional.

So now I have a much better idea of what happens when "poop" hits the fan ...

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