Archive for the ‘Failure’ Category


April 3, 2013


Well I am 31 and I nearly missed it.  Nine days before my birthday our son, Callan, was born.  Needless to say my birthday party was the least of my concerns.  I remember being tired on my birthday, kind of like I am tired now…kind of like I have been tired since March 12, though I shouldn’t complain Callan has been a great baby.

The day after my birthday I did decide, fairly abruptly, to sell my car and buy something different…a 2006 Mercury Milan.  It doesn’t have quiet the prestige of the BMW but I got it for a good price and it has leather seats and a manual transmission.  With the money I got from the BMW we will be able to pay off the Subaru, hence the real reason I sold the car.  I do like the Merc but I die a little inside every time I tell someone I drive a Mercury Milan.  It is an old man’s car, I should be wearing a hat when ever I am driving it, because old men love to wear hats when they drive.

I guess I have always enjoyed the old-timey ways of doing things and I have been told on more than one occasion that I have an old soul, so now I have a car to match.  Rest assured I will own something far less sensible in the future, but right now sensible is the best course of action.

Not sure how this post about my birthday turned into a post about my car…maybe I am getting senile.  Anyway, thanks everyone for the birthday well wishes and if you see a Milan going way too fast in reverse it is probably just me trying to find the brake pedal.

P.S.  See me loss weight and hair through the ages here: 30, 29, 28, 27


2013: The Year of the Mustache

January 2, 2013

2013: The Year of the

I thought I would start 2013 off with a sporty new mustache…Gillian disagrees.   I will be shaving this afternoon. Shortest New Years resolution ever 😦

Beautiful Smith Falls Nebraska

June 30, 2012

Freezing to Death!!

Freezing to Death!  Not the kind of words most people would like to use to describe a family camping trip, but they are the only words that accurately describe our trip to Smith Falls National Park.

It was a good plan,  Colin,  Katie, Colleen, and PJ flew into Omaha from New York on Wednesday night.  Of course the flight was delayed and they did not arrive until about midnight.  The next morning we packed into the cars with the camper in tow and headed the 7 hours to Smith Falls National Park.  In an attempt to avoid Memorial Day crowds, we were to camp Thursday night,  float down the river on Friday and come home on Saturday.

The drive up was fairly uneventful, especially considering we had  a one(nearly two), four and six(nearly seven) year old as part our Oregon Trail reenactment.  We safely ventured out into the middle of nowere without anyone getting Dysentery, though the closer we got to Smith Falls the darker the clouds got.

After making a slight “detour” down the wrong dirt road, we got to our completely empty camp site… the park staff wasn’t even there.

 It started to get dark…it started to get cold.  And to make matters worse, someone, I’m not naming names, had forgot to put the box full of sleeping bags and sweatshirts in the car.

We all made it through the night, Elena wasn’t bothered at all, I froze.  In the morning, it was 38 degrees and we could see dark clouds rolling in.  There was no way we were going to get in the river, so we packed up an went home.  We did go over and take a few pictures in front of the falls before we left. Linda went down and put her feet in because she is a crazy person and was probably having a hot flash.

All in all, the trip was such an epic fail you couldn’t help but laugh.  This will be one of those stories  tell for the next 20 years.

We have a new family rule…No Camping in May!!


March 22, 2012


How the hell did this happen!?! I’m 30…30.

There is a party planned for Saturday and I had my final hockey game of the season tonight, so I really didn’t do much, except play hockey…we lost.

I did bring doughnuts to work and celebrated by eating four of them before having lunch at Qdoba will Gillian.  Elena also made me a birthday card at daycare, I think there was  more paint on her arms, shirt and pants then there was  on the card, it was very cute.

I am very proud of things I have accomplished in my 30 years but at the same time I have this overwhelming fear that time is slipping away, so look out for me to do something excessively ambitious and/or expensive.

Like last year I would like to  impart some piece of wisdom to my “readers”…can I call you guys readers?  Anyway, all I got is,” don’t wait, do it now, whatever it is!”  Also, as I look at  the picture above I realize three things; I’ve lost a lot of hair, a lot of weight  and own a lot of green T-shirts.

P.S. Thanks everyone for all the birthday well wishes!

Olive the Bird Killer

June 8, 2011

About a month ago Olive, our cat, drug a dead bird into the house through her cat door.  After chasing her around and eventually under the bed, I got the bird away form her and gave it a proper burial…in the garbage.  I had assumed that she found the bird dead in the yard because she isn’t much of a hunter.  Well, I guess I was wrong , because this afternoon Gillian, Elena and I where hanging out in the living room and we heard this strange squeaking sound as Olive proudly marched into the room with a live, full size, bird in her mouth.  Of course the bird got loose and started fluttering around the house with Olive in pursuit, jumping, pawing, and biting at the poor bird. I tried to direct the bird outside but failed because I was in tears with laughter.  Olive finally manager to knock the bird down onto her cat perch and it stopped moving. I wrapped it up in a towel and took it outside to through it into the field next to our house.  As I unwrapped it, the bird woke up and flew away.  Though based on the amount of feathers and “bird bits” in our living room and kitchen I don’t think it is long for this world.  Oh and the bird emptied it’s bowels on our coffee table, but I still find this all hilarious!

UPDATE: Olive caught another bird and brought it into the house yesterday over lunch and again this evening while we were having dinner!  That is three birds in three days, these must be the stupidest birds in the world!  We also really need to start shutting the garage door.

I’m Not Too Old To Mosh

June 4, 2010
A few weeks ago, May 26th to be exact, Korn, a Heavy Metal band from my high school/college days, was in town and a couple of guys from work and I went.  In high school and college I was one of those guys who stood up front,  jumped around, crowd surfed, moshed, and left there deaf and drenched in sweat.  For years I thought that is how everyone watched concerts, more recently I realized there is this entire other group of people who go to concerts sit in the stands, enjoy the music and leave with their hearing intact and not covered in other peoples sweat.  Korn is not the kind of band I could just sit in the stands and watch, so as we walked towards the event center I said out loud “I think I might be too old for this”.  Well it turns out, I was wrong.  I rocked out just like I was in college again and I didn’t feel like that weird old guy.  I came home soaked and with my ears ringing, took a shower and went to bed, it was great.
The next morning on the other hand was a different story, my ears where still ringing, my head hurt, my neck hurt, my legs hurt and my voice was gone.   I know I used to hurt in college after a concert but this was ridiculous my ears didn’t stop ringing for three days, so maybe I am too old to mosh.

R.I.P. Mercury, You will be missed…I guess

June 2, 2010

mercury macro, originally uploaded by atomicshark
It was announced today that Ford will be discontinuing the Mercury branch at the end of this year, following in the footsteps of Plymouth, Oldsmobile, Pontiac, and Saturn.  It is always sad to see a car brand fade into the history books, but in the case of Mercury it is more like finally throwing out the expired milk.