Pat On the Back

Busy week. Wednesday night my son, Mitchell, graduated from high school. We spent Thursday and Friday at the DMV getting his driver's license which he should have had before now, but the super expensive teenage boy driver insurance cost caused major procrastination. Yesterday we got together with family to celebrate his graduation...

Needless to say, I am extremely proud of him and am positive he will go on to be something great!

So now I am left with two more off days, in which I plan to do as close to nothing as I can possibly accomplish. :)

I Had Seoul

We spent our Sunday shopping for patio lights, and then decided to take the boy child out to eat somewhere he had never been before. We settled on Vietnamese, but then spotted a Korean restaurant which none of us had ever had, and opted for that instead.

Mitchell ordered Fire Chicken, which I sampled and found hot, but good. Michelle ordered an appetizer of fried squid with a ginger sauce. Again, it was spicy, and the sauce was so over-powering that the squid could have been anything. She and I ordered this to share:

I think it was called "Rice Bowl Hot Pot." I will admit to being intrigued by all the the "extras" that were served in small dishes. Intrigued until I started tasting them and asking the waitress what they were. The only one I recognized was kim chi (fermented cabbage), which I had watched a Food Network special about a few years back. There were some black beans that tasted like those black jelly beans that everyone throws in the trash each Easter. A few others, something with cucumbers and something with bean sprouts, weren't half bad.

The highlight of the meal was of course not part of the meal at all, BEER. A Korean version, which I had never tried, called "Hite."

It occurred to me when we left that when all else fails, the one fail safe is and always will be, beer. Thank you, beer. We might have spent $50 on bad grub, but as usual, you stepped in to save the day!

Got the Goods

Guess who got a new laptop yesterday? Well, sure, but I don't know that person. Me, sheesh! I'm spending the better part of my morning getting all my bookmarks, stored passwords, etc. set. New is great, but it requires a bit of work. I also need to spend some time getting used to Windows 7, though so far it seems very similar to Vista.

I let the girl child have my old laptop, which will replace her desktop, then her desktop goes to her brother, and everyone is happy.

After a close call with his Economics class, the boy child has taken care of business and is set to graduate Wednesday night at 7pm. He brought the last load of his stuff over last night and spent the better part of the evening getting his bedroom set up. I'm excited to have my "little boy" living with me again, if only for a while.



<<<----My don't watch movie of the week. I love a gay movie like nobody's business, especially an Indie one, but this was probably the most retarded one ever. The characters make you want to punch them in the throat, and the ending is horrible. 

An hour and a half of my life that I will never get back.

Bad Cat

I feel less sick today, but am extremely tired thanks to a bad dream and a bad cat. I would tell the details of the bad dream, but I can no longer remember the specifics this late in the day.

I do, however, remember the specifics of Sid the Cat screaming like a banshee at 3am. Why? He wanted out. Did I make it quick and painless, get up, let him out, and go right back to sleep? Hell no. I laid there wishing he would shut up. Then laid there wishing Mrs. Leslie would get up and let him out. Which she did, but by that time I was awake. Lesson learned.


We finally got around to watching "Precious" last week. Talk about depressing. Even when she started to do better it still wasn't enough. Depressing. An ending that leaves us with nothing more concrete than the fact that she has two young children she can't afford, and has AIDS? Damn depressing.

I made a joke that the girl working the McDonald's drive-thru the other night looked like Precious. (She really did, actually) I laughed, the girl child in the back seat found me amusing, but Mrs. Leslie gave me the "You are immature AND mean" look. I tried to defend myself, but to no avail. Depressing!

AaaaChooo!

We had planned a low-key, relaxed weekend after the super busy previous week, but I had no idea just how relaxed it would be for me.

I started getting sick at the beginning of the week, something flu-like, but not quite as bad as the flu. I was sure it would run it's course in just a few days. WRONG. Here it is, Sunday, and I am still sick. I slept most of the day away yesterday, and then slept until after 10am this morning (which I NEVER do).

So here it is after 4pm, work (complete with a visit from the WAY higher ups) looming first thing in the morning. To that I say...

Ha! Thought I was going to post something ugly there, didn't you?!? Instead I posted...What the hell did I post? Quick google check..."Om Brzee Namaha is a mantra. A mantra is a sound to induce transformation, and is perhaps the oldest form of prayer of mankind originating in the Vedic tradition of India. Later, it was incorporated in Hindu, Buddhist, and other religions. It is used to divert the mind from its instinctual desires and thoughts toward manifesting divine consciousness."

Yeah, that's exactly where I was headed with that. Think I will watch "Hoarders" now.

Parties and Mad Skills

My last blog entry was May 3rd. Even then it was just something funny that I had stumbled on. A true testament to how damn busy we have been.

Last weekend was the girl child's 16th birthday party. I would post pictures, but with a house full of teenagers, my digital camera has strangely disappeared. Girl child says it will turn up, and it has in the past, but I wouldn't bet my hard earned dollars on it happening this time.

Anyway, I thought I was in for a world of hurt, but I was wrong. We had almost as many adults as teens show up and not one of her friends got out of hand, or acted craptacular. It was actually a very fun day.

I have one pic that the girl child's friend took:

Girl child is the one with the birthday tiara, and my son is the tall one on the far right.

Sunday we had a cookout for Mother's Day. I would have taken pictures, but um...you get the idea. We had good food via the grill and my son who cooked, and had a frisbee (that's right, I said frisbee) match. My brother and I beat my sister and son. Then we switched teams and my sister and I beat my brother and son. The guys demanded a re-match, and they won (with a little interference from my nephew who almost got pummeled in the head with the frisbee).

Yeah, this was pretty much what my frisbee skills looked like:

Next...

My son graduates on May 26th, followed immediately by a move from his Father's house to mine. I hope I can take some pictures of the graduation, but it's not looking likely because ummm...you get the idea. :)

We'll spend some time getting him settled, let him have a breather, and then help him find employment. I know the job market isn't great right now, but we'll find something for him.

Creepiest Childrens Books

These "Creepiest Children's Books" made me laugh like a fool...

"One Nation Indivisible," indeed."

"T-M-I, little one! But seriously, where did he get that awesome dinosaur toilet paper holder? We just have that simple plastic one, and it doesn't dole out hugs."

 "Granted, they probably mean "gay" as in "happy." But the goat's horn up the bum and creepy farmer looking on approvingly? Something not so "happy" is going on."

 "Wow, book. Way to be a Jerk! What's next, "Who Cares About Elderly People?"

 "A wolf in a lab coat saying "Yum" at a giant turd isn't even the weirdest thing on this book cover. Maybe it's the fact that Mr. Poop (or Senor Caca) is wearing a beret and plaid golfer pants."

You can view the rest of them here: Creepiest Children's Books

Come Fly Away

My brother-in-law, Charlie Neshyba-Hodges is in a new Broadway show called, "Come Fly Away." He was on Regis and Kelly yesterday, and I wanted to share the video of it because he is all that and then some!

He is the guy dancing with a woman while Regis sings Sinatra...