Monday, January 23, 2006

Shiny stuff....

Your Birthdate: March 14

You work well with others. That is, you're good at getting them to do work for you.
It's true that you get by on your charm. But so what? You make people happy!
You're dynamic, clever, and funny. And people like to have you around.
But you're so restless, they better not expect you to stay around for long.

Your strength: Your superstar charisma

Your weakness: Commitment means nothing to you

Your power color: Fuchsia

Your power symbol: Diamond

Your power month: May
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

I am not sure that I am in agreement with the above. Fuchsia? I can't even spell that color. Isn't that fancy purple or something? Sheesh. And people like having me around? Wouldn't I like to be around other people for that to be effective? Sheesh^2




You Are a Boston Creme Donut

You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you.
But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft.
You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily.
You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.
What Donut Are You?

Hmm, donuts. Is that dark chocolate?

Miniature Golf w/ a four year old

Sometimes I feel like my four year old's extended battery. Sean and I went to play miniature golf on Sunday. We initiated take-off from the house around lunch time. One quick errand later and we were on our way.

Music request was "Fix you" from Cold Play. So I did the math and the fiftee minute travel time corresponded to just over 3 repeats of that song. Suffering from 'parental love syndrome' it becomes tolerable.

Stars and fries are on the menu for lunch. Luckily their is a "Stars and Fries Place" on the way. Unfortunately, anticipation had spoiled his appetite. I tried the "Only boy who eat a good lunch get to go to the arcade." This opened an extended negotiation of what exactly constituted a "good lunch." This combined with the normal stream of behavioral corrections, was like a shot of emotional novacaine. And being kind of high strung myself, I needed to stay "big picture." The moment I lost my center, we'd best head back home.

Lack of fuel was the first domino in this slow emotional decline. To begin with Sean is "particular." He has to have the yellow putter AND the yellow ball... everytime. Hmm. If the ball goes into the water, then it has to be completely dry before it is again usable. Each instance being a domino lined up to get to the next. But as Sean becomes more tired, he becomes less tolerant. This tolerance factor seems to be the umbelical link upon which flow my energy to him.

We only played 21 holes. But time is relative. It seemed as if the sun had stopped in the sky. Didn't I just tell him not to pickup my ball? Or to wait until his ball had competely stopped before hitting it again? Or to wait until everyone had teed off before running down the hole to see where your ball went? Or to .... AAAARGH!

Ok. He was getting frustrated at my continuous corrections. I was getting frustrated also. The immense capacity for patience powered by love and strong desire for this to be fun for everyone or else was creating a kind of Catch 22.

Recognizing you have a problem is half the battle... yeah, the easy half. So I sat down and began to hack off the dysfuntional parental chains of behavioral expectations. Once freed myself, I was able to free my son. And we had a great time.

Until it was time to leave...

Monday, January 16, 2006

Comments added due to popular request...

Ok. So I have succumbed to the immense pressure of one person's comments on a blog 2 clicks removed to add my comments section back to my blog. Happy now, Red Monkey!? Sheesh.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

New Year's Eve's Eve's Eve....


New Year's Eve's Eve's Eve.... My cunada, Marisol, hooked us up with the awesome Dinner and a Show. (Excellent Buffet with great seats to Mama Mia). Just admit it. You love ABBA. Best thing to come out of Sweden since the Electrolux vacuum. Good times were had by all.

New Year's Eve's Eve.... After driving back from LV, we all went to Teryaki Hut. Deluxe combo A please.


New Year's Eve... Silvia made Roast Beast to cap off a day at the arcade and a final lunch at The Hat.