Home on the Range

6.27.2006

Metaphors anyone?

Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual similes and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. WARNING: don't drink anything while reading.

Here are last year's winners.
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E.Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

6.25.2006

Why I love my children

As I posted the other day, I really like to watch documentaries. I think it is because they tell a real story and communicate emotions in ways that Hollywood can't. I just finished watching one from the library called "Into the Arms of Strangers: Stories of the Kindertransport." It is a collection of interviews with people who, as children of German, Austrian and Czech Jews, were sent to England before the start of WWII and placed, where possible, with foster families. It said there were 10,000 children saved because of the Kindertransport, but it was sad hearing these children, now in their 70's and 80's recount the experience of leaving their parents behind with the hopes of being reunited, and in most cases never seeing those hopes become reality.

There were certainly days growing up that I'm sure I'd have jumped at the chance to go to a new family (Mom wouldn't let me have a third bowl of ice cream, Dad wanted me to pay attention while he tried to teach me about taking care of a car when I really wanted to be watching Nick At Night, or my brother wouldn't leave me alone). But watching this film as a parent of three made me realize how sad it must have been for those parents to let their children go, also knowing all-to-well they would probably never see their children again.

As I watch Eli and Nathan sleeping on the floor right now, I can't imagine my life without them. Although they're buggers at times, they are divine. I thought I would blog a list of the reasons I love them so much, but I think the list would be too long. Who knew the day Jenny and I first held each of them in our arms the eternal impact they would have on us and the beauty that we would discover as parents?

6.23.2006

Date Night

  • Babysitter for three boys for three hours: $18
  • Admission for two to the Lenexa BBQ Festival (after thinking I'd planned a really original date, waiting 20 minutes for the shuttle, enduring the ride in a short yellow bus, and then finding out that although there were 150+ booths where competitors were cooking their best BBQ, none of them actually SELL their BBQ even though I was looking forward to eating BBQ all day long and then having the lady at the information booth tell us that what our admission charge gets us is a face painting, local band concert and the opportunity to walk around and look at the BBQ competitors): $6
  • Walking down the street to our favorite bakery/delicatessen (Panera Bread Co.) for soup and a sandwich (but not BBQ): $16.73
  • Two hot fudge sundaes from Sonic (to chase down the BBQ..oh, that's right, we just got to LOOK at BBQ): $3.79
  • Spending three hours with the woman I love (and learning how to correctly spell delicatessen): priceless

6.21.2006

Documentaries are neat-o

I enjoy watching documentaries, and I watched one tonight for the second time called "My Date With Drew." It is about a guy who tries to get a date with Drew Barrymore in 30 days. He won $1,100 on a game show by answering the final question correctly...the answer: Drew Barrymore. He took the money, bought a video camera, and with the help of his friends sets out to get a date with Drew. Bottom line: if you have a dream, no matter how crazy or unrealistic it may seem, it's worth trying. It's a great film and I highly recommend it.

Another cool one I saw earlier this year on PBS is "Country Boys." It follows two boys in Eastern Kentucky for four years and their struggles growing up in Appalachia. Each boy has a different home life with unique challenges. I'm sure it's available in most libraries by now.

If I were to make a documentary it would be one of the two of these. 1) Japanese-American Internment Camps during WWII. I have a keen interest in the subject and still can't fathom the idea that America would round up a group of people (US Citizens, no less) and send them to concentration camps. Even after all these decades, very few of their stories have been told or heard, and now most of those who were a part of the events are dying. 2) I'd like to make a film about growing up in a German Catholic village (<800 people) in Western Kansas as an outsider. There are so many wacky people who live there and I think it would be a funny story to tell, like Virginia who went to every funeral held at Cookie's Mortuary (yep, the mortician's name was Cookie). What's funny about Virginia going to every funeral is that she usually didn't know the person; she just knew that they always had a big dinner at the church afterwards. Needless to say, Virginia was a "well-fed" woman.

I think everyone has a story to tell, but sometimes we don't realize it unless we think about it. What story would you like to tell?

6.20.2006

What's good for the goose may NOT be so good for Nathan

Yesterday you read about how we handled Eli's not eating dinner by saying we'd have to charge him if he wanted something else to eat. Worked great last night...he didn't ask for anything else and made the decision to just be hungry. He also ate all his dinner, no whining, tonight. The value of a dollar...

Tonight was Nathan's night. We had breakfast skillet (scrambled eggs, hash browns, etc), usually a crowd pleaser. Nathan, however, wasn't interested. It would have been pointless to bring up the $3 plan since he's pennyless. What did work for him was George. Who's George, you ask? The question should be "what's" George. George is my favorite dessert and I requested it for Father's Day. George is a Canadian thing introduced to us by a Canadian lady in our ward. I don't know if it's "universially Canadian" or just a Western Canada thing, but it is GOOOOOOD.

Nathan said he was hungry and asked if he could have some George. "Sure can, dude," I answered, "but first you'll have to eat the dinner we made for you earlier." Would you believe he said "ok" and snarfed down his dinner just so he could have a piece of George?

So, if you have finicky eaters at your house that don't have $3 to buy something better than what you've made them, you could always offer them some George. Here's the recipe:

NOTE: since it has raw egg in it (you do not cook the 1st layer), it should be eaten within 24-36 hours, but TRUST ME, that won't be a problem.

1st Layer:
1/2 cup butter
1/4 cup brown sugar
3T cocoa
1 beaten egg
2 cups graham wafer crumbs
1 cup coconut
1/2 cup chopped walnuts

2nd Layer:
2 cups icing sugar (powdered sugar)
1/4 cup butter
1/4 cup cream or milk
2 T Bird's Custard Powder (this is an imported British item that you should be able to find at a higher-end grocery store, but definately not at Wal-Mart)

3rd Layer:
3 chocolate squares (sweet or semi-sweet)
1/4 cup butter, melted

Combine ingredients for first layer, put in 9" square pan and chill for 1/2 hour. Combine all ingredients for the second layer, beating until smooth and fluffy, then spread carefully on top of first layer. For the third layer, melt chocolate and butter together, then spread over second layer and chill. George is very rich, so it's best to cut in 1" squares.

6.19.2006

Food for Sale

Jenny mentioned a few posts ago that our friends lent us several Love and Logic CDs. They're very entertaining and actually offer effective solutions to every-day parenting problems. Jenny made ravioli for dinner tonight. The boys ALWAYS turn their noses up when we have it, so why should tonight be any different. What was different was how we handled it.

After the first comment from Eli ("this is disgusting" or something of the sort), we said, "Oh, that's too bad for you. You're going to miss out on some really good food. But, that's your choice (I really wanted to say "your perogative", but had to keep my audience in mind)." [enter the scowels and dirty looks] "If you guys don't want to eat what mommy made for dinner, that's ok. However, if you want something else to eat later, we'd be happy to fix something for you, but it will cost you $3."

"Huh?" [enter confused looks]

"Well, every day, you get three meals and a few snacks at no charge. That's just part of our obligation as parents, you know, something we have to do. We buy lots of groceries so we can feed our family, and those groceries cost money. So, if you want something other than what we fix for you, again at no charge to you, then you will need to reimburse us."

EUREKA! It worked. See, Eli has been doing lots of extra work around the house to earn spending money for vacation, and he realizes how much effort it takes to make a dollar. So to have to spend $3 on food outside of what he can get for free really made him think.

Oh, yea, he never asked if he could buy something else to eat tonight.

6.18.2006

I have a crush...

Jenny and I made up this new thing called a "music crush." Pretty stupid, I admit, but it is the result of a compromise. I just checked out, for the second time, a CD from the library that I really enjoy. The singer is Kate Rusby and she's a British folk singer. She's relatively new on the contemporary folk scene, and pretty much an unknown outside of the UK. But, our progressive suburban library has several CDs of hers and that's how we "met." This album is called "Underneath the Stars". Jenny and I each always buy a new CD each time we take a long trip, and I think I'm going to buy this one for our trip to Montana next week.

I told Jenny I think I have a crush on her, and after some discussion, and 'splainin', we agreed to call it a "music crush". Truth be told, Jenny's got a music crush right now on this trumpet player called Chris Botti (what's up with that? don't they say something about trumpet players and kissing?). I don't like the guy; he's not really her type. But frankly, Jenny's not too keen on Kate. For now, we've agreed we can "see other people," musically of course.

Who do you have a music crush on?

Bathroom Pictures

It's been three weeks since getting the bathroom done, and finally we have pictures to post. Another reason we "need" a digital camera - I mean, your lives have been at a stand-still until now, right, just waiting? Here are the before shots: the one on the left shows the pergo wood flooring and a glimpse of the red walls. The other is the completely disgusting, rotted sub-flooring, a result of a 40-year old leaky toilet.











Tada! Here are the after shots. New Hotel towels and a shot of the tile I installed. We installed double towel bars, as well. My towel bar installing skills have advanced light years beyond my earlier attempts six years ago which involved masking tape and carpetner's glue. Also below is a shot of the new toilet and the faucet I installed. The lighting makes the counter-top look yellowed, but it's all pure white. The walls are a light milk chocolate brown, also different from the coloring in the picture. (I realized, while brushing my teeth the day after painting the walls, that brown is a big mistake. Why would someone who works 40+ hours for a company who's reputation revolves around the color brown want to see it first thing in the morning and right before going to bed? The up-side is that now when I play hide-and-seek with the boys, I can just put on my UPS clothes and stand in the bathroom. A chameleon, of sorts.)






Spam. It's not just meat product in a can.


Home on the Range received its first spam comment today. Therefore, I changed the settings to include word verification on the comments page. I'm sorry to have to add one more step to leave comments, but this way no one (mainly me) has to deal with the junk. All you'll have to do is type in a box the letters you'll see. This requires a real person whereas the spammers have automatic ways to infiltrate blogs with garbage.

The comment posted today had a link to a "blog", but what it really did was start popping up all kinds of weird sites on our computer. It would do the same to your computer if you were to click on the link.

Fun fact: Hawaii is the largest consumer of Spam. I had several Hawaiian companions on my mission, and I can verify that it is true. The use Spam in everything, including sushi. Visit www.spam.com to learn more fun facts about Spam; you can even join the Span Fan Club.

6.13.2006

Race t-shirt ideas

tap..tap.. is this thing on? I asked for suggestions for a group t-shirt for the 4th of July race, but haven't got much response. I checked out the site Carolyn used for the reunion t-shirts last summer and it's kind of pricey unless you order a lot. So, we can always use the iron-on option. Anyway, here are some other ideas Jenny and I found. I like the idea of having a team t-shirt, but if everyone wants to do their own thing I'm cool with that, too.

- Will run for donuts
- I'm making you look good
- Don't pass me. I'm in your age group.
- This would be fun if it weren't for all the running
- I'm slow, but I'm ahead of you
- If you can read this, you just got passed by a slow-poke
- I got up early for this?
- (have a large orange triangle like they have on the back of Amish buggies) "Pass with care"
- Take this, fat jeans (genes)
- How's my running? Call 1-800-eat-dust
- So what if I run like a girl? I'm beating YOU, aren't I?

Georgia on my mind. Well, not so much anymore.



Some of you know that two weeks ago I was told that my name had been put in the hat for a job opening at our corporate office in Atlanta. Although I really didn't know much about the job, I knew it would mean a promotion and a relocation. Jenny and I were pretty jazzed at the idea of possibly moving since we've always felt we never really had an "adventure move," as we call it. We think "all" our friends got to move to new, far-off places when finishing school and we think we got cheated since we didn't get to move away. Anyway, after a week and a half of not knowing and all the while thinking we would be making a move, I found out this week that they decided to give the job to someone already living in Atlanta. I was flattered to have been considered. In a way, it's kind-of a relief. Moving is such a pain (although this would have been paid for by the company and they hire movers to pack and move everything).

6.12.2006

Two for Togetherness
*I was tagged on another blog to complete this about my wife.

Two things you compliment your wife on while in her presence:
1. She's hot!
2. She's got the best skin. To say it's like a baby's is an understatement.
3. She's herself. She doesn't pretend to be someone else.

Two compliments you make about your spouse to your friends:
1. She's a wonderful person. People love being around her; that's a big compliment in itself.
2. She has worked so hard to reach some very important goals, and I like to brag for her.

Two traits you married him/her for:
1. She's hot!
2. She's everything I wanted. The funny thing is that as I continue to discover things about her, I realize those are things I wanted in a wife but didn't know it.

Two days you cherished the most with your husband being together:
1. The day she came home from the hospital last year after nearly dying. Just to hold her was a gift beyond description.
2. The day we first held hands. I was mainly grateful she didn't jerk her hand away and say "get away from me! You're a dork!"

Two material things you could give your wife if you just inherited a fortune:
1. A brand-new bungalow/craftsman-style home in the country near Lawrence. We would also have a big new barn with modern amenities (AC, luxurious bathrooms, sound system) so we could have big parties.
2. A charter plane so she could fly to Spokane to see her sisters whenever she wanted.
3. A lifetime laundress so she wouldn't have to feel bad about all the baskets of unfolded clean laundry (which would be a gift for me, too, so I could have my pants folded the way I like 'em - just so you don't think I'm a mean jerk, it's a joke between us. Read her blog.)

Two things you would miss the most if she/he left for two weeks:
1. Being grounded (not the in-trouble kind, but being grounded like having someone to keep me on the straight and narrow).
2. Not having anyone to fight for blogging time with.

Two thoughts that crossed your mind when you first met/saw your spouse:
1. Who is this person, and why did she just kiss that guy at my front door? She was a friend of my roommate (GR), but he never said he had a friend coming to visit from Utah. Some guy friend she met on an airplane had dropped her off and he kissed her goodbye right before I opened the door.
2. Why was a high schooler at my door?

Two favorite dates:
1. When we were first married, we had a hand-me-down TV with serious tube problems. It took about 25 minutes to warm up, and even then had a distortion problem. We used to turn it on, then go out for dinner and rent a movie. By the time we got back home, it would be "ready" for us to watch our movie.
2. Anytime we get to go to the Temple together.

Two funny odd things you love:
1. Have you ever seen the movie "The Sixth Sense"? There's a scene where the ghosts in the little boy's house goes around opening all the cabinets in the kitchen. Jenny does the same thing, but she's not a ghost. She'll open a cabinet door or drawer and not close them. I go around behind her closing them all. I think it's an Andersen thing, because I've witnessed the same phenomenon at her parent's house. I hope if Jenny dies first that she'll come back as a ghost and open all the cabinet doors so I know she's close by. If I die first, I plan to come back and close them all so she knows I'm there.
2. I love that Jenny's an anal calendar keeper. If I want to know what we had for dinner on April 3, 2004, I can look in her calendar and find out.

Two places you have lived with your spouse:
1. University of Kansas Stouffer Apartments
2. Spanish Crest Apartments.*These are two of the worst places to live but have been a source of the best memories for us. Huge wolf spiders coming up out of the drain while we were showering. Scary Barry, the weird apartment maintenance man who would stalk people. Hearing everything about your neighbors, and I mean everything. I could go on.

Two favorite vacations:
1. San Francisco (anytime).
2. Hiking in Watkins Glen, NY. The whole NY trip we took was great (Palmyra, Sacred Grove, Syracuse, etc.), but Watkins Glen was so beautiful.

Two People I am tagging: (Darin and Chanel are married so it's interesting to see what married people will write - thanks, HLH, for the idea)
1. http://darinstevens.blogspot.com/
2. http://thechanelreport.blogspot.com/

6.10.2006

Blog Hog

If you've read Jenny's post about our day today, you've read that there seems to be an "issue" when it comes to blogging at our house. She said as soon as we got home we fought over who gets to blog first. Just to set the record straight, I'd like to clarify. As soon as we walked in, she set the groceries (including milk and yogurt) down on the stairs and logged right in to start blogging. I got the boys put down and the groceries in the fridge. THEN I came down and started pouting because I wanted to have a turn.

I think we both need a blog time-out (that or maybe I'll start getting up in the middle of the night so I can have it all to myself).

Looking for ideas

So I guess we want a team t-shirt for the Chief Joseph Marath.. I mean 2 miler. I'm happy to come up with some designs to choose from (you know I love to Photoshop). However, I need some ideas for slogans. Jenny has a couple, but we want input from everyone else. We can then vote for the winning t-shirt and then get them made up.

Even the "coaching staff" should submit ideas so you can get a t-shirt, too. Comment away, but hurry.

6.09.2006

Doughnut Club


Do you have a doughnut club at work? We do, on Fridays. The plan is that everyone in the club has a Friday on which they bring enough doughnuts for everyone in the club. As luck would have it, my cubicle is a landmark in our office (of nearly 100 employees), affectionately referred to as "the doughnut cube." Reason is, before I transferred into the office, it was a spare cube that was used to do binding projects, etc, and was also the doughnut buffet on Fridays. Since I moved in, the doughnuts are placed on a table directly outside my cube. Whenever someone asks where I sit, I say I sit in the doughnut cube and folks know exactly where that is.

Anyway, I am not a member of the doughnut club. I used to be a few years (and 30 pounds) ago, but I'm not a member any more. However, every now and then, there are left-over doughnuts because many members of the club travel a lot and aren't always in the office on Fridays. The smell is overwhelming most days, but I'm usually strong. HOWEVER, today it was beyond my ability to resist. I succumbed and ATE TWO cake doughnuts when no one was watching. It's easy for me to sneak them out of the box and slither back into my cube. They were so delicious, but now I feel like Homer Simpson (mainly the gut part). Was it worth it? It was at the time. Guess I'll run a few miles to get rid of the guilt, and the evidence.

6.07.2006

I fought the law and "I" won


Picture, if you will, Jenny and me driving through our neighborhood with the boys in the backseat (see One Car Family in May's archive for picture) on the way to the boys' swimming lesson. It was a beautiful June evening. I came to a stop sign, stopped (kind-of) and then continued on toward the pool. All of a sudden, we heard the "whir, whir" of a siren and looked in the rear-view mirror to see lights. How nice.

I pulled over and watched as the young officer approached (he couldn't have been over 17 years old). He asked if I knew why he had pulled me over and before I could answer, he said I didn't come to a complete stop. Jenny started laughing as soon as he walked back to call me in, only because she's our family's resident expert on failing to stop (since she was once ticketed for the offense).

The officer came back and said, "Sir, I'm not going to cite you tonight since you're on your way to the kids' swimming lessons, but please be careful at stop signs if you could." "Of course. Thank you. ("And good luck next year at school...Senior year is a blast," I wanted to say back to him).

Jenny calls it LUCK; I call it NOT SO GUILTY.

6.05.2006

Run, Forrest, Run


I'm in Des Moines again (second time in a month). There's something about this place that makes me want to push myself to the limit (or, there's nothing else to do here...yea, I think that's it). Last month when I was here I ran my first NON-STOP two mile stretch. Well, tonight I ran 3.1 miles (5K) without stopping! My time was 33.1. At this rate, I'll be untouchable in the Chief Joseph Run in a few weeks (that and the pretty safe assumption that I'll be the only male in the 30-39 year old group).

FOLLOW-UP: my wife just informed me that a 5K is actually 3.2 miles, not 3.1 as my jelly legs believed. Oh well, it was fun all the same.

6.03.2006

Bathroom remodel

It would be great to have a digital camera, but we don't. We have a few before pictures of our bathroom, but have finish up a new roll before we can get the after pictures developed. I'll post them as soon as we get them.

What does $2 buy?


I took the boys (Eli and Nathan) to a couple of thrift stores today (I like their lines of clothing...cheap and preshrunk). They found one of those electric race tracks with the "guns" that make the cars go for $2. They had both earned some money recently for doing extra chores, so I told them they could buy it if that's what they wanted to spend their money on. I had one as a kid and had a blast.

For $2, we're hoping it keeps them entertained for a few days. Then, if they lose interest, we don't have to feel bad about getting rid of it (or setting it up in our room to play after we put the boys to bed).

6.02.2006

Chick Flicks

I'm ok saying that I enjoy a good chick flick, but this "gem" Jenny picked out tonight is LAME-O. So, here I sit trying to think of something interesting to blog while she watches. Might be a stretch, but we're still spending time together because we're just feet away from each other in the same room. The movie's called "An Unfinished Life" or something with Robert Redford, Morgan Freeman and J-Lo. One of the opening scenes showed Redford's character giving Freeman's character a backrub and then Jenny made a joke about it being a Brokeback Mountain movie. We both had a good laugh a few scenes later when we realized they live together on a ranch in Wyoming. Whatever.

Anyone seen any good movies lately? Honestly, anything would be better than this one.