Unlike yesterday--the dog let me sleep in a bit today.
So now I'm a bit behind on the day. Bit that is OK.
Yesterday was one of those days where it was a bit cold--but there was very little wind. We were able to continue cleaning the yards and moving the remnants of Winter off and back into the woods where the leaves should have stayed anyway.
We took so many loads of leaves off the lawns and from around the pool that I was just amazed at how they had blown in.
But--we are ready for the mowing to begin! Well, the lawn needs to green up first. But if the weather keeps climbing farther away from freezing, I suspect I'll be mowing by the Ides of March!
I know the tractor is ready!
The pool isn't far off. I ordered the chemicals for the season and they will be delivered this week. So April isn't too far off.
In two weeks we revert to daylight savings time! (Corrected, thanks, Dad!)
It is funny, this year, unlike most, I have not been driving to work in the daylight. But not that it matters, let's get the daylight reallocated and start playing outside during the evening.
I need to get through this week first. But sleeping in a bit sure started the week out great.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Why I Can't Sleep In
I should be asleep in my be right now. It is shortly after 6AM on a Saturday morning after a trying but snow shortened work week. I love to sleep in on Saturdays.
I was happily asleep a few minutes go, but then Makayla decided she needed to go out.
Usually not a problem. The sun isn't up yet and I put her leash on her and we head outside. It was damp and cool, but not cold. The air was still and there were no birds singing yet. I noted the snow was mostly gone from the storm of Tuesday. Makayla did her business and we headed back inside for her cookie reward.
And the cats also get cookies for just being cats.
The Makalya lets me know the food dish is empty and she needs water.
Now I am awake.
I hit the coffee pot and decide--no more sleep this morning. Time to start the day.
I was happily asleep a few minutes go, but then Makayla decided she needed to go out.
Usually not a problem. The sun isn't up yet and I put her leash on her and we head outside. It was damp and cool, but not cold. The air was still and there were no birds singing yet. I noted the snow was mostly gone from the storm of Tuesday. Makayla did her business and we headed back inside for her cookie reward.
And the cats also get cookies for just being cats.
The Makalya lets me know the food dish is empty and she needs water.
Now I am awake.
I hit the coffee pot and decide--no more sleep this morning. Time to start the day.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Short Week means No Less Work
Although this week was effectively a three-day week, holiday followed by a surprise snow day, there was a full week's amount of work to be accomplished.
Work, it seems gets parsed out on a weekly basis. Just because the work week is shorted does not equate to less work. The same amount of stuff needs to get done, I just have less time to do it.
I can tell how my week is progressing by the newspaper I take along with me every morning. Most days, I get to read the paper over my lunch half-hour as I enjoy food at my desk. A busy day means that I hit the headlines and scan the sports section. Really busy days mean the paper never leaves the plastic sleeve that it is delivered in.
So far this week (all two days) the paper has not left the plastic sleeve. I'm not even reading the headlines, it seems that I am living the headlines. On top of that, I'm staying late to get the critical stuff done. Yesterday for example, I played racquetball at 5:30 am, but still was at my desk my 7:15. I checked out at 5:45 pm. Not too bad for an 8-hour day.
And I really want to get in to work early today so that I don't have to work too late tonight to get the weeks worth of stuff accomplished.
It is just funny how it all works out.
Is time off, then, really time off or just time reallocated?
Work, it seems gets parsed out on a weekly basis. Just because the work week is shorted does not equate to less work. The same amount of stuff needs to get done, I just have less time to do it.
I can tell how my week is progressing by the newspaper I take along with me every morning. Most days, I get to read the paper over my lunch half-hour as I enjoy food at my desk. A busy day means that I hit the headlines and scan the sports section. Really busy days mean the paper never leaves the plastic sleeve that it is delivered in.
So far this week (all two days) the paper has not left the plastic sleeve. I'm not even reading the headlines, it seems that I am living the headlines. On top of that, I'm staying late to get the critical stuff done. Yesterday for example, I played racquetball at 5:30 am, but still was at my desk my 7:15. I checked out at 5:45 pm. Not too bad for an 8-hour day.
And I really want to get in to work early today so that I don't have to work too late tonight to get the weeks worth of stuff accomplished.
It is just funny how it all works out.
Is time off, then, really time off or just time reallocated?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Time Stands Still
It was about 5:17 pm on Wednesday afternoon. I was on Piney Orchard Boulevard headed home in my truck after E-day.
The day had been a fast moving day--broken up by a doctors appointment and work. I had been busy, but I always look forward to E-day.
I was daydreaming a bit about the evening at home with Chris and the events planned for the next day. I was doing about 50 mph in a 45 mph zone and beginning to get into the drive.
Then it happened. Time stood still for a short amount of time.
A green Mustang convertible with a white top, for some unexplained reason turned in front of me attempting to get onto Old Waugh Chapel Road.
Emergency stop!
Collision imminent!
The anti-lock brakes were shaking under my foot. The green Mustang loomed larger and larger in my windscreen and I began to think about the looming impact and wondering if the car in front of me would at least accelerate a bit.
I aimed for where the car was, but stayed in my lane and chose not to perform some heroic maneuver and potentially roll my truck. The truck held its line--straight as an arrow--so swerve, no hesitation.
I thought about how the airbag would feel exploding into my chest as the seatbelt secured me to the truck.
I heard the squealing of the tires of the Mustang as the driver recognized the impending collision and mashed the accelerator to begin moving ever so slowly from my path.
I wondered if the truck would be repairable.
I thought about the engine being in my lap when it was all over.
And then--it became clear that the vectors were going to miss each other. The Mustang cleared the intersection a hair breath before my truck got to where the car had just been, and I released the brake so the guy in back of me would not rear-end me.
I thought for a moment about chasing down the Mustang driver--and giving them a good tongue lashing. But decided against it.
I hit the accelerator and got back up to road speed, said a prayer of thanks and tried calling my wife.
I know time stands still in such situations. How else could I have done so much and thought of so much in what amounted to the blink of an eye? I was on a bit of an adrenalin high.
But I was unharmed and not involved in a serious accident--and continued on my way home reflecting on the circumstances and reactions of those short seconds.
And the traffic around me continued on unabated and probably unaware of my brush with disaster.
The day had been a fast moving day--broken up by a doctors appointment and work. I had been busy, but I always look forward to E-day.
I was daydreaming a bit about the evening at home with Chris and the events planned for the next day. I was doing about 50 mph in a 45 mph zone and beginning to get into the drive.
Then it happened. Time stood still for a short amount of time.
A green Mustang convertible with a white top, for some unexplained reason turned in front of me attempting to get onto Old Waugh Chapel Road.
Emergency stop!
Collision imminent!
The anti-lock brakes were shaking under my foot. The green Mustang loomed larger and larger in my windscreen and I began to think about the looming impact and wondering if the car in front of me would at least accelerate a bit.
I aimed for where the car was, but stayed in my lane and chose not to perform some heroic maneuver and potentially roll my truck. The truck held its line--straight as an arrow--so swerve, no hesitation.
I thought about how the airbag would feel exploding into my chest as the seatbelt secured me to the truck.
I heard the squealing of the tires of the Mustang as the driver recognized the impending collision and mashed the accelerator to begin moving ever so slowly from my path.
I wondered if the truck would be repairable.
I thought about the engine being in my lap when it was all over.
And then--it became clear that the vectors were going to miss each other. The Mustang cleared the intersection a hair breath before my truck got to where the car had just been, and I released the brake so the guy in back of me would not rear-end me.
I thought for a moment about chasing down the Mustang driver--and giving them a good tongue lashing. But decided against it.
I hit the accelerator and got back up to road speed, said a prayer of thanks and tried calling my wife.
I know time stands still in such situations. How else could I have done so much and thought of so much in what amounted to the blink of an eye? I was on a bit of an adrenalin high.
But I was unharmed and not involved in a serious accident--and continued on my way home reflecting on the circumstances and reactions of those short seconds.
And the traffic around me continued on unabated and probably unaware of my brush with disaster.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Chasing the Elusive Winning Season
Even though it is like the third coldest morning of the winter--Orioles fans have a warm spot in their hearts for the team that has entered Spring Training in Sarasota, Florida.
We believe that this is the year!
The year of what? You might ask.
Well for one, a winning season--the first in 13 seasons. To post more wins than losses would be a truly great accomplishment for a club that has dramatically underperformed and resides in a division the the Yankees, the Red Sox, and the Rays.
We get excited when we read in Peter Schmuck's article:
SARASOTA, Fla. — How’s this for one of the biggest problems facing manager Buck Showalter this spring?
The Baltimore Orioles are hitting the ball too far.
Showalter had to move batting practice from the northeast practice field to the southwest field that mirrors the dimensions of Orioles Park after several unhappy spring training spectators came to the O’s administrative office hoping to be reimbursed for damage to cars parked beyond the left field fence.
We believe there is hope for our team.
But wait, there is more. Being the the American League East Divison, we want more!
We want our downtrodden Orioles to not just have a winning season--but to finish ahead of the over-rated Yankees and their millions of dollars, and ahead of the Red Sox, and the Rays, and the Blue Jays.
We want a playoff team again!
I remember going to playoff games so many years ago here in Baltimore. I find it hard to believe that I have actually lived my adult life in one place long enough to actually have attended playoff games in a city where the home team has 13 straight losing seasons. But I have and this crazy place called Baltimore has become my home.
In a few short weeks, I will be in Sarasota for my first ever trip to Spring Training. I have my tickets and I am more than ready.
I hope I like what I see.
But Springtime is in the air and it is filled with baseballs and visions of winning seasons and playoff games.
Oriole Magic lives.
We believe that this is the year!
The year of what? You might ask.
Well for one, a winning season--the first in 13 seasons. To post more wins than losses would be a truly great accomplishment for a club that has dramatically underperformed and resides in a division the the Yankees, the Red Sox, and the Rays.
We get excited when we read in Peter Schmuck's article:
SARASOTA, Fla. — How’s this for one of the biggest problems facing manager Buck Showalter this spring?
The Baltimore Orioles are hitting the ball too far.
Showalter had to move batting practice from the northeast practice field to the southwest field that mirrors the dimensions of Orioles Park after several unhappy spring training spectators came to the O’s administrative office hoping to be reimbursed for damage to cars parked beyond the left field fence.
We believe there is hope for our team.
But wait, there is more. Being the the American League East Divison, we want more!
We want our downtrodden Orioles to not just have a winning season--but to finish ahead of the over-rated Yankees and their millions of dollars, and ahead of the Red Sox, and the Rays, and the Blue Jays.
We want a playoff team again!
I remember going to playoff games so many years ago here in Baltimore. I find it hard to believe that I have actually lived my adult life in one place long enough to actually have attended playoff games in a city where the home team has 13 straight losing seasons. But I have and this crazy place called Baltimore has become my home.
In a few short weeks, I will be in Sarasota for my first ever trip to Spring Training. I have my tickets and I am more than ready.
I hope I like what I see.
But Springtime is in the air and it is filled with baseballs and visions of winning seasons and playoff games.
Oriole Magic lives.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Back for more fun
I could have done without it.
But the driveway is cleared. The temperature crawled over freezing and we are on the road to Springtime.
But really? We were at 75 degrees on Friday and then we had snow this morning. And not just a little. A significant amount.
Spring is coming. Hold on to that thought.
Winter's Revenge
Yesterday morning as I was watching snow fall on the Today Show hosts, I laughed to myself about how nice it was to be in Maryland and not be part of the oncoming storm.
Yes, everyone ,this morning's mess is my fault.
I thought we were safe. I put away the remainder of the salt and started thinking about Spring.
But as yesterday continued--the weather report got more ominous--and it became apparent that Winter had heard me joke about it being all but over and decided to make a return appearance.
Ugh!
By 9:30 last night the snow was falling--not just a little bit--but in significant amounts.
I had to put the cinder blocks back into the bed of my truck for a bit of added traction. And the snow was falling and laughing at me. I could hear the laughing as the flakes slammed into the ground and on my head at an ever increasing speed.
I have to deal with it at least one more time.
But I am up for the challenge. Again.
Deal with it!
Yes, everyone ,this morning's mess is my fault.
I thought we were safe. I put away the remainder of the salt and started thinking about Spring.
But as yesterday continued--the weather report got more ominous--and it became apparent that Winter had heard me joke about it being all but over and decided to make a return appearance.
Ugh!
By 9:30 last night the snow was falling--not just a little bit--but in significant amounts.
I had to put the cinder blocks back into the bed of my truck for a bit of added traction. And the snow was falling and laughing at me. I could hear the laughing as the flakes slammed into the ground and on my head at an ever increasing speed.
I have to deal with it at least one more time.
But I am up for the challenge. Again.
Deal with it!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Monday Musings - February 21, 2011
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1. It is amazing how out of touch legislators in various states are--Wisconsin, for example. Wow--what a way to mismanage a situation, revoking the rights of government employees to participate in unions. Sounds like the early-1900's all over again.
2. The Arab world is aflame with demands for freedom--too bad democracy is so slow to respond to be a viable answer.
3. Geese are wild animals--but they sure get close sometimes.
4. Baseball is back in the news with Spring Training shifting into gear--and the NFL is preparing to self-destruct with a lock out by the owners.
5. Wild variations in weather and temperature--snow melting, green beginning to be seen in the bushes--must be Springtime.
6. We talked about "aha" and "oh-my" moments in church yesterday. Who knew they are different?
7. Brinksmanship has taken on a new form--threatening a government shutdown. And you think we have problems now? Wait until it totally stops working.
8. BTW--it is definitely Springtime--the Daytona 500 has already been run. I totally missed it.
9. In honor of President's Day and in recognition of the spreading unrest in the Arab world, I was reminded of this statement made by George Washington: "Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth."
1. It is amazing how out of touch legislators in various states are--Wisconsin, for example. Wow--what a way to mismanage a situation, revoking the rights of government employees to participate in unions. Sounds like the early-1900's all over again.
2. The Arab world is aflame with demands for freedom--too bad democracy is so slow to respond to be a viable answer.
3. Geese are wild animals--but they sure get close sometimes.
4. Baseball is back in the news with Spring Training shifting into gear--and the NFL is preparing to self-destruct with a lock out by the owners.
5. Wild variations in weather and temperature--snow melting, green beginning to be seen in the bushes--must be Springtime.
6. We talked about "aha" and "oh-my" moments in church yesterday. Who knew they are different?
7. Brinksmanship has taken on a new form--threatening a government shutdown. And you think we have problems now? Wait until it totally stops working.
8. BTW--it is definitely Springtime--the Daytona 500 has already been run. I totally missed it.
9. In honor of President's Day and in recognition of the spreading unrest in the Arab world, I was reminded of this statement made by George Washington: "Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth."
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Out with the Boys
Last evening was the night the grandparents get to spend uninterrupted time with the grandsons. It is a gift we are giving to their parents in the form of free baby sitting so they can do dinner and/or a movie without the added bite associated with childcare.And while this is only the second time we've done it (so far this year), it is shaping up to be an adventure filled night which always seems to include making smores in the fireplace.
Last evening, we took the boys out to Centennial Lake to feed the waterfowl. We had hoped for ducks, we got geese as well.
There was some ice on the water in places which made for some comical situations with the geese--slipping and flying on the ice.The boys had fun and so did grandma and grandpa.
Sadly--it was very cool--so we could not stay long and enjoy the scene.
But that was not really a problem either since we were there as the sun was setting--so it would soon be dark anyway.
The promise of Spring makes us do crazy things, I guess.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Blue Skies and High Wind
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| Ready for the Growing Season |
The grasses around the pool are cut and the debris of winter has been removed from the lawn.
The lawn service even paid its initial visit to get the first load of chemicals down in the lawn in preparation for the Springtime growing season.
In a few months, the grasses will be 6 feet tall and the summer sun will be beating down on us as we lounge in the pool.
But yesterday was the day to get it done. It was warm and we actually enjoyed being outside doing yard work--the first of the emerging season. I had some broken branches to cut out of one of the plum trees and we even had the tractor out with the mower cleaning up leaves and debris--although I am sure the wind will blow a lot more in today.
Memories like yesterday will keep me going strong until the weather changes over for good.
Friday, February 18, 2011
The Smell of Spring
It hit me as I opened the door to let the dog out early this morning.
The damp, earthy smell that confirmed to me that although it is only February, Springtime was in the air.
It is the smell of wet earth and it hangs in the air, rich and full of promise after the sterile smell of the frozen snow covered lawns.
As I surveyed the wet, brown grass covered lawn which had a smattering of leaves and other assorted treats brought in by the winds of the past few days, I imagined a green carpet of uniformly cut blades of grass which will soon replace the current view.
Springtime.
I am already getting ads for discounted pool supplies and for pool opening assistance.
Even the birds have ramped up their activity of late.
The grasses around the pool have served their purpose and must be trimmed to prepare for a new season of growing.
There is so much to do.
I imagine it like a prisoner being released--a bright sunny day, full of hope and promise. So much that the senses are overloaded.
And right about noon--I will be free to enjoy the day. Carpe diem.
The damp, earthy smell that confirmed to me that although it is only February, Springtime was in the air.
It is the smell of wet earth and it hangs in the air, rich and full of promise after the sterile smell of the frozen snow covered lawns.
As I surveyed the wet, brown grass covered lawn which had a smattering of leaves and other assorted treats brought in by the winds of the past few days, I imagined a green carpet of uniformly cut blades of grass which will soon replace the current view.
Springtime.
I am already getting ads for discounted pool supplies and for pool opening assistance.
Even the birds have ramped up their activity of late.
The grasses around the pool have served their purpose and must be trimmed to prepare for a new season of growing.
There is so much to do.
I imagine it like a prisoner being released--a bright sunny day, full of hope and promise. So much that the senses are overloaded.
And right about noon--I will be free to enjoy the day. Carpe diem.
February Paradox
Yesterday the temperatures were awesome and warm even. Remember, it was the 17th of February. In one month I'll be heading to Florida for Orioles Spring Training--the tickets are on my desk as I type this.
Last evening I drove home in Cat with the top down and the wind (cool but not cold) whistling through my ever thinning hair.
I was the envy of so many other drivers on the road. (Maybe they thought I was crazy)
Although I felt a bit weird putting the top down on a convertible in February in Maryland--that is why I bought the car--so I could! I took this image just before I put Cat into the garage for the night.
And that is why the top was down last evening--because I could!
Today is supposed to be even nicer!
I felt as if the freakishly cold snap was finally over. But, I know there are still 30 days until Spring officially begins.
Here's the paradox part--just up the driveway--there is still a huge pile of snow.
If I don't see anymore snow until January 2012, it will be too soon!
I just hope this pile goes away soon.
I am getting itchy to open the pool. And there is still ice in it.
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| Cat on the First Day of Top Down Driving Feb 17, 2011 |
I was the envy of so many other drivers on the road. (Maybe they thought I was crazy)
Although I felt a bit weird putting the top down on a convertible in February in Maryland--that is why I bought the car--so I could! I took this image just before I put Cat into the garage for the night.
And that is why the top was down last evening--because I could!
Today is supposed to be even nicer!
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| The Snow that Won't Quit |
I felt as if the freakishly cold snap was finally over. But, I know there are still 30 days until Spring officially begins.
Here's the paradox part--just up the driveway--there is still a huge pile of snow.
If I don't see anymore snow until January 2012, it will be too soon!
I just hope this pile goes away soon.
I am getting itchy to open the pool. And there is still ice in it.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Warm days
I was a Nicole's yesterday evening watching Ethan--on what I call "E" day.
As I was leaving, I saw that the entire neighborhood was outside enjoying the mild 58 degree temperatures. The kids were all outside around the neighborhood. Playing. What a concept. Jax and E were on their scooter cars--enjoying the mild temperatures and the sunshine.
I was good to be outside again and not cold.
I even took Makayla for a walk. Something I have been reticent to do with the cold temperatures.
It was awesome to enjoy the outdoors again--even if only for a few minutes with moderating temperatures.
I highly recommend it--getting outside again.
As I was leaving, I saw that the entire neighborhood was outside enjoying the mild 58 degree temperatures. The kids were all outside around the neighborhood. Playing. What a concept. Jax and E were on their scooter cars--enjoying the mild temperatures and the sunshine.
I was good to be outside again and not cold.
I even took Makayla for a walk. Something I have been reticent to do with the cold temperatures.
It was awesome to enjoy the outdoors again--even if only for a few minutes with moderating temperatures.
I highly recommend it--getting outside again.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Valentine's Day -- The Memory
I am not a romantic person by nature. Anything that I do which remotely resembles a romantic advance or moment comes with a lot of effort.
The other night, Chris gave me a huge compliment--one that I really appreciate, but ast the same time it also scares me! She indicated that our Valentines Day was probably the most romantic thing that I have ever done.
We decided that since she had been away the previous week, to forgo the overly expensive, but nice Valentine's Day dinner at a local restaurant and I would cook her favorite dinner.
Well, as it turned out, I really got into the whole idea of making this a special evening at home and since she was out doing her usual Monday evening time at Nicole and Mike's, I actually had the opportunity to "set" a mood before she got home.
And so, the picture is of the table set and ready as she walked through the door. The salad course on the plates and the wine in the glasses. We chose a 1999 Parador Red wine, which is a unique blend of Cabernet Sauvignon and Tempranillo that we found during our Napa Valley vacation last year. It was fabulous.
The table was simple but elegant on Wedgwood china and our best silver. The dinner simple--baked salmon and vegetables with a cheese cake dessert accompanied by a brand port we have had for a few years.
The chef (me) had everything timed to begin upon Chris' arrival at the door. The candles were lit around the house, soft music was playing and once we were ready, the salmon was placed in the already preheated oven. Coffee was also served as an after dinner drink.
We enjoyed a leisurely salad course as the salmon baked. Catching up on the events of the day and the past week all the while the stress fell from her shoulders and soon, before long, my wife once again emerged finally back at least for a moment, into our lives unencumbered by everything else clamoring for her attention. The salmon was perfectly seasoned with dill and lemon pepper and cooled to perfection. Most importantly, it was served still hot--fresh from the oven. The vegetable medley complimented the fish and the cheesecake was not too sweet, and so it complimented the Port and the rest of the dinner.
We savored the meal, the conversation, and the time together. The evening was perfect. I'm not sure we will ever again be able to face the noise and bustle of restaurant Valentines Day.
Why did Chris' compliment scare me? I may have raised the bar too high and may never be able to do anything which can even compare to Monday night again, let alone exceed it. I should have managed expectations better.
We decided that since she had been away the previous week, to forgo the overly expensive, but nice Valentine's Day dinner at a local restaurant and I would cook her favorite dinner.
Well, as it turned out, I really got into the whole idea of making this a special evening at home and since she was out doing her usual Monday evening time at Nicole and Mike's, I actually had the opportunity to "set" a mood before she got home.
And so, the picture is of the table set and ready as she walked through the door. The salad course on the plates and the wine in the glasses. We chose a 1999 Parador Red wine, which is a unique blend of Cabernet Sauvignon and Tempranillo that we found during our Napa Valley vacation last year. It was fabulous.
The table was simple but elegant on Wedgwood china and our best silver. The dinner simple--baked salmon and vegetables with a cheese cake dessert accompanied by a brand port we have had for a few years.
The chef (me) had everything timed to begin upon Chris' arrival at the door. The candles were lit around the house, soft music was playing and once we were ready, the salmon was placed in the already preheated oven. Coffee was also served as an after dinner drink.
We enjoyed a leisurely salad course as the salmon baked. Catching up on the events of the day and the past week all the while the stress fell from her shoulders and soon, before long, my wife once again emerged finally back at least for a moment, into our lives unencumbered by everything else clamoring for her attention. The salmon was perfectly seasoned with dill and lemon pepper and cooled to perfection. Most importantly, it was served still hot--fresh from the oven. The vegetable medley complimented the fish and the cheesecake was not too sweet, and so it complimented the Port and the rest of the dinner.
We savored the meal, the conversation, and the time together. The evening was perfect. I'm not sure we will ever again be able to face the noise and bustle of restaurant Valentines Day.
Why did Chris' compliment scare me? I may have raised the bar too high and may never be able to do anything which can even compare to Monday night again, let alone exceed it. I should have managed expectations better.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
In Search of Springtime
I have to confess--I had to make a quick trip to the truck at about 10:30 yesterday morning and I almost didn't go back into work.
Yes--I was suddenly besieged by a terminal case of Spring Fever.
I haven't experinced temperatures as pleasant as those of yesterday since early November.
They were awesome and the sky was blue with puffy clouds. It was cool--but not cold.
I didn't even wear an overcoat ot work this morning the 47 degree temperature was so pleasant.
I know there remains at least one more cold blast from the Arctic--but for yesterday and most of this week I will be searching for the new growth associated with Springtime and enjoying moderate teperatures celebrating the near end of an extremely cold and unpleasant winter.
For those of you up north--I'm sorry, but it is on its was there, too.
Stick with it. Pretty soon we will all be cursing the need to mow the lawn.
Yes--I was suddenly besieged by a terminal case of Spring Fever.
I haven't experinced temperatures as pleasant as those of yesterday since early November.
They were awesome and the sky was blue with puffy clouds. It was cool--but not cold.
I didn't even wear an overcoat ot work this morning the 47 degree temperature was so pleasant.
I know there remains at least one more cold blast from the Arctic--but for yesterday and most of this week I will be searching for the new growth associated with Springtime and enjoying moderate teperatures celebrating the near end of an extremely cold and unpleasant winter.
For those of you up north--I'm sorry, but it is on its was there, too.
Stick with it. Pretty soon we will all be cursing the need to mow the lawn.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday Musings - February 14, 2011
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1. Happy Valentines Day--hope you didn't forget.
2. I went shopping the other night with my best girl. She sat patiently in the car while I went into the grocery store. Later, when we went to her favorite store, PetSmart, she was on her best behavior in the store helping me pick out her favorite treats. I even got her a new chew bone--which she approved of before I put it into the cart. It is amazing how things change when we are living on our own.
3. After a short break--family Sunday resumed yesterday. It met every expectation--but even better, I fired the grill up for the first time in 2011 and we had steak for dinner. The promise of 60 degree weather by the end of the week sure have me getting excited.
4. Egypt is celebrating--I hope the end result is better than what the people had before.
5. BTW--it is Baseball season. Spring Training has begun with the arrival of pitchers and catchers. it is time to transition the excitement of the off season dealing into a baseball season of excitement rather than disappointment. Do I have my expectations set to high? Probably, but that is what Spring Training is all about--30 teams all even in the race to win the World Series.
6. In the aftermath of the Super Bowl last week, I ran across this quote from the guy the trophy is named after: If winning isn't everything, why do they keep score? Vince Lombardi
7. Hey, did you see that Boeing is making a new 747 variant? How can something 40-plus years old be new again? I'd like to find our because I am a fifty-something looking to be new again, too.
1. Happy Valentines Day--hope you didn't forget.
2. I went shopping the other night with my best girl. She sat patiently in the car while I went into the grocery store. Later, when we went to her favorite store, PetSmart, she was on her best behavior in the store helping me pick out her favorite treats. I even got her a new chew bone--which she approved of before I put it into the cart. It is amazing how things change when we are living on our own.
3. After a short break--family Sunday resumed yesterday. It met every expectation--but even better, I fired the grill up for the first time in 2011 and we had steak for dinner. The promise of 60 degree weather by the end of the week sure have me getting excited.
4. Egypt is celebrating--I hope the end result is better than what the people had before.
5. BTW--it is Baseball season. Spring Training has begun with the arrival of pitchers and catchers. it is time to transition the excitement of the off season dealing into a baseball season of excitement rather than disappointment. Do I have my expectations set to high? Probably, but that is what Spring Training is all about--30 teams all even in the race to win the World Series.
6. In the aftermath of the Super Bowl last week, I ran across this quote from the guy the trophy is named after: If winning isn't everything, why do they keep score? Vince Lombardi
7. Hey, did you see that Boeing is making a new 747 variant? How can something 40-plus years old be new again? I'd like to find our because I am a fifty-something looking to be new again, too.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Moderating Temperatures
I could not believe the weather forecast for the week ahead when I saw it on TV last evening. It seems the tide has turned on the bitterly cold weather--at least for a bit.
While there still is a lot of snow remaining to melt, it should be gone by this time next week.
The weather is predicted to even provide us a 60 degree day on Friday. A sure sign that Spring is not so far off and that outside activities may once again resume.
Bring on the pool floaties. Well, maybe it is a bit premature for that kind of activity.
But 60 degrees--that is warm enough to lower the top on Cat and cruise the neighborhood--with the heat blasting of course.
I will not be sad to see the snow melt. There is a lot of yard work already piling up to restore the lawns and yard to their pre-winter condition. The season has not been kind. We have at least one tree which will be taking up residence at the recycling center very soon as the snow and ice broke its back, so to speak.
But the thought of 60 degrees is almost as exciting as actually achieving the day. I may have to play hookie from work during the afternoon to enjoy the day to its fullest. I think the medical condition is termed, spring fever.
While there still is a lot of snow remaining to melt, it should be gone by this time next week.
The weather is predicted to even provide us a 60 degree day on Friday. A sure sign that Spring is not so far off and that outside activities may once again resume.
Bring on the pool floaties. Well, maybe it is a bit premature for that kind of activity.
But 60 degrees--that is warm enough to lower the top on Cat and cruise the neighborhood--with the heat blasting of course.
I will not be sad to see the snow melt. There is a lot of yard work already piling up to restore the lawns and yard to their pre-winter condition. The season has not been kind. We have at least one tree which will be taking up residence at the recycling center very soon as the snow and ice broke its back, so to speak.
But the thought of 60 degrees is almost as exciting as actually achieving the day. I may have to play hookie from work during the afternoon to enjoy the day to its fullest. I think the medical condition is termed, spring fever.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Eyes Closed Tight and Full Speed Ahead
The wreck that happened was obvious to everyone.
Full speed ahead and totally oblivious to the consequences. Not seeing the warning signs.
It can be almost as bad as the head-in-the-sand approach to life.
I know people who seem to attack life in a hair-of-fire approach and seem to get slapped down at every turn.
They don't pause to consider dodging the oncoming mess until they are mired deeply in it.
What are the warning signs of an impending crisis? It could be financial when the outlays at the end of the month exceed income and those extra expenses start making their way to the credit cards. It could be health related--when those aches and pains that used to be present when we roll out of bed now stay with us all day. Or the cough that has hung around for months. Or in school when the homework becomes and afterthought and the grades begin a gradual slide down the rating scale.
The signs are there. Open your eyes. Take corrective action before life collides with you like and oncoming train.
The light at the end of the tunnel may be the oncoming train of life and with a bit of recognition, the siding may be the best place to go..
Full speed ahead and totally oblivious to the consequences. Not seeing the warning signs.
It can be almost as bad as the head-in-the-sand approach to life.
I know people who seem to attack life in a hair-of-fire approach and seem to get slapped down at every turn.
They don't pause to consider dodging the oncoming mess until they are mired deeply in it.
What are the warning signs of an impending crisis? It could be financial when the outlays at the end of the month exceed income and those extra expenses start making their way to the credit cards. It could be health related--when those aches and pains that used to be present when we roll out of bed now stay with us all day. Or the cough that has hung around for months. Or in school when the homework becomes and afterthought and the grades begin a gradual slide down the rating scale.
The signs are there. Open your eyes. Take corrective action before life collides with you like and oncoming train.
The light at the end of the tunnel may be the oncoming train of life and with a bit of recognition, the siding may be the best place to go..
Friday, February 11, 2011
Walking Backward
So, kind of as a corollary to yesterday's post, I spent some time thinking about some of the people I know who seem to be walking backward through life.
Their entire focus is on what happened in the past--without ever really turning around to see what is in front of them.
These are some of the saddest people I know.
Why?
Because their focus on the past is usually recounting and reliving something bad that happened to them that they cannot get over. Some transgression caused by someone they loved, or some failure of their own.
They become consumed with their anguish and cannot turn around to see that tomorrow is where the possibilities are and that yesterday is hostory--and try as we might, we cannot rewrite what has happened. We can, however, change the future!
I've been to that place, I admit. And I can pity party with the best of them. Ask Chris.
But it is so much better to turn around and face forward to deal with things you can affect rather than lamenting history.
Their entire focus is on what happened in the past--without ever really turning around to see what is in front of them.
These are some of the saddest people I know.
Why?
Because their focus on the past is usually recounting and reliving something bad that happened to them that they cannot get over. Some transgression caused by someone they loved, or some failure of their own.
They become consumed with their anguish and cannot turn around to see that tomorrow is where the possibilities are and that yesterday is hostory--and try as we might, we cannot rewrite what has happened. We can, however, change the future!
I've been to that place, I admit. And I can pity party with the best of them. Ask Chris.
But it is so much better to turn around and face forward to deal with things you can affect rather than lamenting history.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Looking Forward
Sometimes I sit around looking backwards at the cool stuff that has happened. It is nice to have memories and pictures and trinkets of things I've done or places I've been.
But remembering the good times doesn't make them return.
I took a survey the other day--questions about what I like and what I like to do--those kinds of things and one question that I really enjoyed was: "What is your favorite day of the year?"
I could have answered in many different ways--Thanksgiving, the day after Thanksgiving, Independence Day, the First Day of Summer and so on.
But I wrote: the first day of vacation. I love the start of the adventure. The beginning of something really different. The feeling that there is a lot ahead that I am about to do.
I want to look forward in expectation of something really cool and special. To an event unbounded by what I have done in the past. A change.
Of course the survey never asked what is the saddest day of the year? It is of course the day I go back to work after vacation. I spend all day thinking about what happened in the past and I get no enjoyment from today or what is going to happen in the future.
I like looking forward in anticipation.
But remembering the good times doesn't make them return.
I took a survey the other day--questions about what I like and what I like to do--those kinds of things and one question that I really enjoyed was: "What is your favorite day of the year?"
I could have answered in many different ways--Thanksgiving, the day after Thanksgiving, Independence Day, the First Day of Summer and so on.
But I wrote: the first day of vacation. I love the start of the adventure. The beginning of something really different. The feeling that there is a lot ahead that I am about to do.
I want to look forward in expectation of something really cool and special. To an event unbounded by what I have done in the past. A change.
Of course the survey never asked what is the saddest day of the year? It is of course the day I go back to work after vacation. I spend all day thinking about what happened in the past and I get no enjoyment from today or what is going to happen in the future.
I like looking forward in anticipation.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Time, Toast, and Toes
It is funny--when I get to spend a week bacheloring it with my dog around the house; time seems to fly right by. I wish I could just sit and relax--but there seems to be laundry to do, cats to feed and litter boxes to freshen.
I noticed it yesterday morning as I was eating my toast. Makayla was there ,as usual, waiting for that last corner from each piece that I faithfully give her every day. I was writing a blog entry about my family and how we all rock. And then, I realized that counters needed cleaning, dishes needed washing, and OMG, the laundry that I started three days ago was still in the dryer--fortunately it was mostly undergarments and towels. Chris will never notice the other items. Maybe. Not.
And as I began to get later for work--the dog food was low, her water was out, and Makalya needed her second walk of the morning. Sadly, she decided not to "give it up" very easily and so we were outside for what seemed like forever and the clock was ticking in what seemed like double time until she finally found the exactly perfect spot for her business. Which I speedily scooped up and deposited in the trash.
Normally, I play racquetball on Tuesday mornings--but not this week, thankfully. It gives me a bit more time.
And then I thought about my toes--yes--toes. I normally love going barefoot around the house, but this winter we have been keeping the house so cold that the thought of going barefoot begins involuntary shivers throughout my body.
How I would love to have my toes dug into hot sand on a beach somewhere with the hot sun beating down on my bare lotion-covered back and the gentle sea breeze washing over me with the sweet, clean, smells of the ocean.
Daydreaming--not allowed!
Time to rush off to the office and forget about time, toast, and toes and get back to the grind of life and living in the medium-fast lane.
I noticed it yesterday morning as I was eating my toast. Makayla was there ,as usual, waiting for that last corner from each piece that I faithfully give her every day. I was writing a blog entry about my family and how we all rock. And then, I realized that counters needed cleaning, dishes needed washing, and OMG, the laundry that I started three days ago was still in the dryer--fortunately it was mostly undergarments and towels. Chris will never notice the other items. Maybe. Not.
And as I began to get later for work--the dog food was low, her water was out, and Makalya needed her second walk of the morning. Sadly, she decided not to "give it up" very easily and so we were outside for what seemed like forever and the clock was ticking in what seemed like double time until she finally found the exactly perfect spot for her business. Which I speedily scooped up and deposited in the trash.
Normally, I play racquetball on Tuesday mornings--but not this week, thankfully. It gives me a bit more time.
And then I thought about my toes--yes--toes. I normally love going barefoot around the house, but this winter we have been keeping the house so cold that the thought of going barefoot begins involuntary shivers throughout my body.
How I would love to have my toes dug into hot sand on a beach somewhere with the hot sun beating down on my bare lotion-covered back and the gentle sea breeze washing over me with the sweet, clean, smells of the ocean.
Daydreaming--not allowed!
Time to rush off to the office and forget about time, toast, and toes and get back to the grind of life and living in the medium-fast lane.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
That's How We Roll: Family Dynamics
My family is very resilient. I often forget this, but this past weekend I was reminded how quickly we can mobilize to respond to a crisis.
The scenario: Chris is already "deployed" to Buffalo, NY (yes, I know it is the middle of the winter and she is reporting the ever increasing snow fall being dumped on her). She is assisting family embroiled in a long-term health battle by providing assistance and comic relief. And then, Sunday--with no warning, we developed another crisis right here in Maryland. Somehow, I wound up in the role of first responder--but by the end of the day, when the situation had calmed, everyone had played a part in helping the situation. The immediate crisis has passed, but the long-term implications are still being explored.
And so--to my family.
Independent--yet connected.
Ready to help out at a moments notice--but also willing to allow everyone to have space.
Most important--caring.
And that is how we roll.
The scenario: Chris is already "deployed" to Buffalo, NY (yes, I know it is the middle of the winter and she is reporting the ever increasing snow fall being dumped on her). She is assisting family embroiled in a long-term health battle by providing assistance and comic relief. And then, Sunday--with no warning, we developed another crisis right here in Maryland. Somehow, I wound up in the role of first responder--but by the end of the day, when the situation had calmed, everyone had played a part in helping the situation. The immediate crisis has passed, but the long-term implications are still being explored.
And so--to my family.
Independent--yet connected.
Ready to help out at a moments notice--but also willing to allow everyone to have space.
Most important--caring.
And that is how we roll.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Monday Musings - February 7, 2011
1. The Super Bowl certainly was an exciting game. Congrats to the Packers and the Steelers for providing a hard fought, and generally well played game. Sadly, it may also be the last NFL Football game unless the looming work stoppage and lock-out can be averted.
2. Spring looms even closer. Pitchers and catchers report for Spring Training in less than two weeks!
3. Families are meant to be resilient. We have been doing the diving and conquering thing for a couple of days now with a stream of continuing crises.
4. When I woke up last Thursday, I had no idea that Chris would be in Buffalo by the end of the day--it is amazing how life can turn so quickly sometimes.
5. The weather forecasting rodent may have been correct--it sure has warmed up since Phil predicted an early spring.
6. The snow has almost melted from my yard in many places. I can see dead grass! Great. Gas up the mower, Spring is coming.
7. It was so warm yesterday, I considered putting the top down on the convertible--then I checked the thermometer and found it was only 47 degrees. A bit cold for top-down driving. It just seemed nice by comparison.
8. Life is a journey--but sometimes I forget where the final destination is actually located. As I was singing yesterday in church, the last line of the bridge in Hillsong United's Hosanna really spoke to me, the line goes as follows:
9. There are still honorable and honest people in the world. I met a few yesterday during a family crisis. Look for the good in people and you will find it.
2. Spring looms even closer. Pitchers and catchers report for Spring Training in less than two weeks!
3. Families are meant to be resilient. We have been doing the diving and conquering thing for a couple of days now with a stream of continuing crises.
4. When I woke up last Thursday, I had no idea that Chris would be in Buffalo by the end of the day--it is amazing how life can turn so quickly sometimes.
5. The weather forecasting rodent may have been correct--it sure has warmed up since Phil predicted an early spring.
6. The snow has almost melted from my yard in many places. I can see dead grass! Great. Gas up the mower, Spring is coming.
7. It was so warm yesterday, I considered putting the top down on the convertible--then I checked the thermometer and found it was only 47 degrees. A bit cold for top-down driving. It just seemed nice by comparison.
8. Life is a journey--but sometimes I forget where the final destination is actually located. As I was singing yesterday in church, the last line of the bridge in Hillsong United's Hosanna really spoke to me, the line goes as follows:
Everything I am for your kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into eternity.
As I walk from earth into eternity.
9. There are still honorable and honest people in the world. I met a few yesterday during a family crisis. Look for the good in people and you will find it.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Here Comes the Sun
The day arrived with blue skies and a bright sun.
What a difference a day makes.
Yesterday was one of the dreariest and coldest damp rainy days that I have suffered through in a long time. Althought the temperature is nearly the same as yesterday, it seems 10 degrees warmer, just because the sun is shining.
I did get the chance to play with a new underwater movie camera that Chris bought as my Valentine's Day present.
And I made my first movie--which I present here--it isn't much--but it is of one of my favorite subjects.
I did a few little projects around the house--which frankly are not going as well nor as easy as I thought they would. Ugh!
But I'm writing this after talking with Chris who is in Buffalo, NY assisting with a family emergency and the sun is beaming through the window warming me and lifting my spirits. I've just completed making her return trip reservations for next Saturday--hoping on a good day.
We will see.
But the sun is shining.
What a difference a day makes.
Yesterday was one of the dreariest and coldest damp rainy days that I have suffered through in a long time. Althought the temperature is nearly the same as yesterday, it seems 10 degrees warmer, just because the sun is shining.
I did get the chance to play with a new underwater movie camera that Chris bought as my Valentine's Day present.
And I made my first movie--which I present here--it isn't much--but it is of one of my favorite subjects.
I did a few little projects around the house--which frankly are not going as well nor as easy as I thought they would. Ugh!
But I'm writing this after talking with Chris who is in Buffalo, NY assisting with a family emergency and the sun is beaming through the window warming me and lifting my spirits. I've just completed making her return trip reservations for next Saturday--hoping on a good day.
We will see.
But the sun is shining.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
First Signs of Spring
Wednesday was an interesting day.
During the morning I was pleased that the weather forecasting rodent residing in Pennsylvania did not see his shadow--which of course suggests and early spring.
That would be especially nice since we have been having some of the worst winter weather imaginable all across the country, and it is downright cold here in Maryland.
And so there it was--as if almost saying: "Don't lose hope, there is life waiting to be reborn hiding here under the snow and frozen ground."
And it made me smile.
Broadly.
And I turned my thoughts to warmer days, flowers, and gentle breezes; despite the abundance of snow all around and the icy patches on the roads. Maybe I can put the top down on the convertible soon.
During the morning I was pleased that the weather forecasting rodent residing in Pennsylvania did not see his shadow--which of course suggests and early spring.
That would be especially nice since we have been having some of the worst winter weather imaginable all across the country, and it is downright cold here in Maryland.
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| Signs of Spring |
So, during the afternoon as I was getting Ethan home from school and walking Florence, Nicole's dog, I noticed something that really helped to confirm Punxsutawney Phils forecast: this small daffodil or hyacinth pushing up from under the melted snow making itself available for the spring growing season.
And so there it was--as if almost saying: "Don't lose hope, there is life waiting to be reborn hiding here under the snow and frozen ground."
And it made me smile.
Broadly.
And I turned my thoughts to warmer days, flowers, and gentle breezes; despite the abundance of snow all around and the icy patches on the roads. Maybe I can put the top down on the convertible soon.
Friday, February 4, 2011
There has to Be Something More
At my Men's Group on Monday evening, we were exploring the fundamentals of life and faith.
We were treated to a 60 Minutes interview between Tom Brady, New England Patriots quarterback and Steve Croft. The interview was conducted during 2005 just after Tom Brady's third Super Bowl win when he was still on top of the world.
There he was--on top of the sports world and he recognized, without acknowledging it, that what we do and what we achieve on our own always leaves us wanting more--we are empty.
Steve asked Tom which Super Bowl ring felt the best. Tom thought for a minute and responded--the next one. I wonder if he felt the same way after being named the NFL's Offensive Player of the Year for the 2010-2011 Season?
Tom--you may never get a "next" one. You need to find happiness and contentment where you are right now. And since you've acknowledged that there is something missing, a lack of fulfillment--you need to change.
We all need to change.
No matter what we do on our own, or what we gain from the world it seems we will always be left wanting something more and asking, "is this all there is?"
No Tom--this isn't all there is thankfully! There is a whole lot more out there and you can be part of it.
Just ask!
We were treated to a 60 Minutes interview between Tom Brady, New England Patriots quarterback and Steve Croft. The interview was conducted during 2005 just after Tom Brady's third Super Bowl win when he was still on top of the world.
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| Tom Brady 2011 NFL Offensive Player of the Year |
During the interview Steve asked Tom how it felt being on to p of the world after winning three super bowls--or something to that effect. Imagine this--Tom Brady said he felt there must be something more--something bigger.
Wow--I was awed.
There he was--on top of the sports world and he recognized, without acknowledging it, that what we do and what we achieve on our own always leaves us wanting more--we are empty.
Steve asked Tom which Super Bowl ring felt the best. Tom thought for a minute and responded--the next one. I wonder if he felt the same way after being named the NFL's Offensive Player of the Year for the 2010-2011 Season?
Tom--you may never get a "next" one. You need to find happiness and contentment where you are right now. And since you've acknowledged that there is something missing, a lack of fulfillment--you need to change.
We all need to change.
No matter what we do on our own, or what we gain from the world it seems we will always be left wanting something more and asking, "is this all there is?"
No Tom--this isn't all there is thankfully! There is a whole lot more out there and you can be part of it.
Just ask!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Sled Dogs Murdered in British Columbia
WARNING: The referenced articles contain graphic word images which will make you sick.
I would not have believed it until I read it the other day.
Remember the Olympics in Canada last year--well one of the results of that beautiful event has recently come to light in the senseless slaughter of 100 sled dogs.
In an article titled: 100 Sled Dogs Killed in British Columbia Due to Slump in Tourism, the Huffington Post reported on February 1, 2011 the senseless slaughter of about one-third of a 300 sled dog pack due to tourism downturns. Or stated another way--the dogs were no longer profitable. And the title really says it all. Another article on the subject indicates the slaughter occurred in Whistler, B.C.
I am sickened, saddened, and horrified.
Yeah, it surely can happen anywhere. But really, dogs? I remember the Michael Vick saga of a couple years ago and how horrified we all were about the senseless handling and murder of his dogs. This is far worse--and when you read the linked article--you will know that unlike euthanasia, the dogs in question did suffer.
The last three sentences of the article really stopped me--and I present them for your own food for thought:
The murder of these 100 dogs is not unique, and animal slaughter is often performed in the name of human interests.
What do you think? Is it okay to use and then dispose of animals for human sport or consumption?
Where are we heading? We have lost, as a people and a society, our moral compass.
I have always held Canadians in such high regard for the moral high road they seem to take.
I would not have believed it until I read it the other day.
Remember the Olympics in Canada last year--well one of the results of that beautiful event has recently come to light in the senseless slaughter of 100 sled dogs.
In an article titled: 100 Sled Dogs Killed in British Columbia Due to Slump in Tourism, the Huffington Post reported on February 1, 2011 the senseless slaughter of about one-third of a 300 sled dog pack due to tourism downturns. Or stated another way--the dogs were no longer profitable. And the title really says it all. Another article on the subject indicates the slaughter occurred in Whistler, B.C.
I am sickened, saddened, and horrified.
Yeah, it surely can happen anywhere. But really, dogs? I remember the Michael Vick saga of a couple years ago and how horrified we all were about the senseless handling and murder of his dogs. This is far worse--and when you read the linked article--you will know that unlike euthanasia, the dogs in question did suffer.
The last three sentences of the article really stopped me--and I present them for your own food for thought:
The murder of these 100 dogs is not unique, and animal slaughter is often performed in the name of human interests.
What do you think? Is it okay to use and then dispose of animals for human sport or consumption?
Where are we heading? We have lost, as a people and a society, our moral compass.
I have always held Canadians in such high regard for the moral high road they seem to take.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Phil the Rodent Predicts
And this just in from Punxsutawney:
Phil surveyed his surroundings and found no shadow, so an early spring it will be!
We will all be partying tonight!!!!
Phil surveyed his surroundings and found no shadow, so an early spring it will be!
We will all be partying tonight!!!!
Day of the Rodent
It is Groundhog Day.
Sadly--it almost never happens.
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| Can Rodents Really Forecast the Weather? |
A day stuck in the middle of Winter when hope springs eternal that the large rodent living in Pennsylvania will provide a weather forecast suggesting an early Spring.
More of the ice and snow will be forecast.
How do I find a forecast with temperatures in the 80's and light breezes?
Oh yeah--it is supposed to be sunny and 78 degrees today in Key West!
BTW, someone called groundhogs: nature's speedbumps.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Chocolate Pudding on the Chair
"Pop-pop, help," came the words over the din in the house on Sunday as the family gathered for a celebration.
Jax urgently was calling out to be heard from the other room, and so in I went to see him standing there with a half-eaten chocolate pudding container in his hand pointing ashamedly at the glob of pudding in the chair where in in mere moments his mother would be sitting .
I smiled and reassured him that it was not a problem.
And in reflecting on the moment, I realized, my kids had it really bad when I was trying to be a Dad.
I was uptight and every transgression deserved an equal and opposite reaction. I remember my favorite saying: "Accidents kill!" Which I frequently spoke when accidents happened.
Jeremy has since reminded me that breaking a glass "accidentally" in the house was tantamount to a death sentence. And he has also reminded me of the huge pile of dirt I had delivered for the gardens one summer and that I wouldn't let him enjoy with his trucks as I was transferring it load by wheel barrow load to the garden.
I had no sense of humor. I should have stopped and played in the dirt with him.
Being a grandfather has mellowed me a bit--I don't seem to get to worried about things that can be cleaned, fixed, or thrown away.
Wow, I wish I had been more of a grandfather when I was being a Dad.
Jax urgently was calling out to be heard from the other room, and so in I went to see him standing there with a half-eaten chocolate pudding container in his hand pointing ashamedly at the glob of pudding in the chair where in in mere moments his mother would be sitting .
I smiled and reassured him that it was not a problem.
And in reflecting on the moment, I realized, my kids had it really bad when I was trying to be a Dad.
I was uptight and every transgression deserved an equal and opposite reaction. I remember my favorite saying: "Accidents kill!" Which I frequently spoke when accidents happened.
Jeremy has since reminded me that breaking a glass "accidentally" in the house was tantamount to a death sentence. And he has also reminded me of the huge pile of dirt I had delivered for the gardens one summer and that I wouldn't let him enjoy with his trucks as I was transferring it load by wheel barrow load to the garden.
I had no sense of humor. I should have stopped and played in the dirt with him.
Being a grandfather has mellowed me a bit--I don't seem to get to worried about things that can be cleaned, fixed, or thrown away.
Wow, I wish I had been more of a grandfather when I was being a Dad.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Monday Musings - January 31, 2011
1. It is the last day of January 2011--it seems like just yesterday it was Thanksgiving. This year is taking flight just as quickly as 2010 did.
2. We had a family gathering to celebrate Nicole's birthday yesterday. It was good to have everyone together for the afternoon. It was funny how the noise level kept rising as we started shouting over each other. But the fun was in the gathering.
3. Although the temperatures were over freezing yesterday, I cannot see how any of the snow which ended up in my yard has melted.
4. Funny scene of the day: Jax in search of Ethan (who had gone out to the car for something) making the turn to head down into the yard without a coat on because he could not find his brother.
5. Ever notice how the next bad thing to happen in the world seems to come from out of nowhere--Egypt? I thought they were a lot more stable than it appears that they are.
6. Snow days--and time off because of snow. We had a rough week last week with the snow. Hopefully this week will be more normal. I get so far behind when the snow starts falling and we get some time off. I do like to sleep in, but I sure pay for it, double it seems.
7. Keswick Winery released the label with our picture on it for the Consensus Wine that the team we were on designed. The is being bottled today and tomorrow at the vineyard in Virginia. OK--it was cool to see myself of the label of a wine being bottled by a real winery and not by myself in my basement.
8. Note to self: summer tires are not for use during blizzards. OK, now if the 1,000 people in Baltimore who got stuck on the Jones Falls Expressway remember that, maybe it won't happen again during the next snowstorm.
2. We had a family gathering to celebrate Nicole's birthday yesterday. It was good to have everyone together for the afternoon. It was funny how the noise level kept rising as we started shouting over each other. But the fun was in the gathering.
3. Although the temperatures were over freezing yesterday, I cannot see how any of the snow which ended up in my yard has melted.
4. Funny scene of the day: Jax in search of Ethan (who had gone out to the car for something) making the turn to head down into the yard without a coat on because he could not find his brother.
5. Ever notice how the next bad thing to happen in the world seems to come from out of nowhere--Egypt? I thought they were a lot more stable than it appears that they are.
6. Snow days--and time off because of snow. We had a rough week last week with the snow. Hopefully this week will be more normal. I get so far behind when the snow starts falling and we get some time off. I do like to sleep in, but I sure pay for it, double it seems.
7. Keswick Winery released the label with our picture on it for the Consensus Wine that the team we were on designed. The is being bottled today and tomorrow at the vineyard in Virginia. OK--it was cool to see myself of the label of a wine being bottled by a real winery and not by myself in my basement.
8. Note to self: summer tires are not for use during blizzards. OK, now if the 1,000 people in Baltimore who got stuck on the Jones Falls Expressway remember that, maybe it won't happen again during the next snowstorm.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Smart Phone vs Tie Shoes
In a revealing story from Time magazine titled: The Way We Live Now: More Kids Can Work a Smart Phone Than Tie Their Shoes it becomes clear that kids are learning the ways of technology much faster than they are learning the basic things we need to be able to so to take care of ourselves.
The article goes on to write: And not being able to dress themselves isn't the only problem facing these tech-savvy little ones. According to Mobilized, "Tech skills are outpacing life skills in other areas as well. For example, more of the kids can open a Web browser than swim on their own, and more can play computer games than ride a bike."
The article goes on to write: And not being able to dress themselves isn't the only problem facing these tech-savvy little ones. According to Mobilized, "Tech skills are outpacing life skills in other areas as well. For example, more of the kids can open a Web browser than swim on their own, and more can play computer games than ride a bike."
Saturday, January 29, 2011
January Moon
I looked out the window at 3am this morning and saw a clear sky illuminated by a sliver bright of moon.
The cold light it cast across the frozen, still snow covered landscape sent a chill through me, magnified, I'm sure, by the coolness of the house that we allow to cool to about 62 degrees during the night.
A bright star winked at me, and I sighed back at it.
There were so many other, warm, places I thought of where I could be standing and looking at this same star.
I was thirsty though and needed a drink and staring out the window into a portion of the world I had no intention of visiting at this hour made no sense to me.
So I turned away from the window and back into the house going about my business and trying to get back to bed before my spot cooled and I was too awake.
Probably a lost cause.
Makayla lifted her head to see what was up and whether she needed to move because she surely didn't want too--it was the middle of the night and the pack that is our family was supposed to be sleeping.
I slipped back under the covers and heard the cuckoo clock bong. It isn't on time I surmised.
And as my head hit the pillow, I realized that I was fully awake and should probably just get up because sleep was going to be a struggle.
But it was cold and I was warming.
So I just laid there in the warmth of the bed and eventually drifted off to sleep, coming awake later shortly after the sun had risen and congratulated myself for a good decision on not getting up and allowing the moon to slide down over the horizon.
The cold light it cast across the frozen, still snow covered landscape sent a chill through me, magnified, I'm sure, by the coolness of the house that we allow to cool to about 62 degrees during the night.
A bright star winked at me, and I sighed back at it.
There were so many other, warm, places I thought of where I could be standing and looking at this same star.
I was thirsty though and needed a drink and staring out the window into a portion of the world I had no intention of visiting at this hour made no sense to me.
So I turned away from the window and back into the house going about my business and trying to get back to bed before my spot cooled and I was too awake.
Probably a lost cause.
Makayla lifted her head to see what was up and whether she needed to move because she surely didn't want too--it was the middle of the night and the pack that is our family was supposed to be sleeping.
I slipped back under the covers and heard the cuckoo clock bong. It isn't on time I surmised.
And as my head hit the pillow, I realized that I was fully awake and should probably just get up because sleep was going to be a struggle.
But it was cold and I was warming.
So I just laid there in the warmth of the bed and eventually drifted off to sleep, coming awake later shortly after the sun had risen and congratulated myself for a good decision on not getting up and allowing the moon to slide down over the horizon.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Snow--The Aftermath
The aftermath of the snowstorm which dumped about 8 inches of snow on us in five hours is incredible. There are countless trees and branches down. Powerlines are still down--in fact they had the intersection of US 1 and MD100 closed last evening for a downed powerline.
The snow was heavy and fierce. The region is still discussing the 1000 (yes that is one thousand) car back up on one of the major arteries in the region which occurred because people over extended themselves and their vehicles--it was reported that some were driving their cars using summer tires--no wonder they couldn't move.
Some of the stories are in the Baltimore Sun article about drivers retrieving their abandoned cars--Suffice it to write--the situation here was pretty grim as so many people were unprepared for the rapidly worsening weather situation.
I can report, however, that our family made the best of the situation, and in some cases the loss of electricity, and we all made it through the storm in a testament to creativity and perseverance.
Hopefully this is the first and last "big one" of the season.
And if you were wondering, there are about 51 days until Spring. And the worthless weather forecaster--the rodent of Punxsutawney makes his annual prediction on Wednesday! Stand by for that one.
The snow was heavy and fierce. The region is still discussing the 1000 (yes that is one thousand) car back up on one of the major arteries in the region which occurred because people over extended themselves and their vehicles--it was reported that some were driving their cars using summer tires--no wonder they couldn't move.
Some of the stories are in the Baltimore Sun article about drivers retrieving their abandoned cars--Suffice it to write--the situation here was pretty grim as so many people were unprepared for the rapidly worsening weather situation.
I can report, however, that our family made the best of the situation, and in some cases the loss of electricity, and we all made it through the storm in a testament to creativity and perseverance.
Hopefully this is the first and last "big one" of the season.
And if you were wondering, there are about 51 days until Spring. And the worthless weather forecaster--the rodent of Punxsutawney makes his annual prediction on Wednesday! Stand by for that one.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Snow Painted on the Trees
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| January 27, 2011 - The Back Yard |
For a while the trees appear as if they have been highlighted by the painter's brush.
I guess, in reality, they have!
Snow and Dogs
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| Makayla during Snowpocalypse 2010 |
She runs around in the snow like a pup just enjoying the clean--probably scent free, whiteness.
I really think she enjoys the feel of the snow between her toes and the way is collects on her coat.
I remember that during the snowpocalypse of last February that she likes the snow--but it was so deep she really couldn't run around it in. This is one of my favorite picture of her in the snow last year. I use it as a wall paper on my computer and iPhone.
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| Makayla in the Snow |
I wish I could enjoy the snow the same way.
But--shoveling it, driving in it, and watching it fall wishing I was already in St Lucia on vacation (scheduled for July) certainly does not help me to appreciate the wet white stuff the way she does.
But--then again, her enthusiasm did help me to appreciate it--just a bit. Shhhh--don't tell Chris.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
2 inches an Hour
Snow--it is falling at the rate of 2 inches per hour with 10 inches expected before midnight.
Help.
I think the beginning of Snowpocaplyse 2011 is under way.
The roads are pretty well shut, the snow, on top of the two inches we had this morning is already about 6 inches deep.
And we are experiencing thunder snow--lightening and thunder amidst the heavy snow.
We need to have a party.
Help.
I think the beginning of Snowpocaplyse 2011 is under way.
The roads are pretty well shut, the snow, on top of the two inches we had this morning is already about 6 inches deep.
And we are experiencing thunder snow--lightening and thunder amidst the heavy snow.
We need to have a party.
Spring Training 2011 -- And so it Begins Anew
With the football season effectively over (I mean, who really cares who wins the Super Bowl anyway?), my mind has begun to churn on my favorite sport--Baseball.
I am in the midst of planning a mid-March trip to Sarasota to see the O's play baseball during Spring training. Additionally, this weekend is the O's fan fest--which I also plan to attend to shake off the cold of the winter and let my mind bask in the glow of the "Boys of Summer."
Getting away to the warm south will be awesome during March. I can almost feel the intense southern sun heating the skin on my back as I doze listlessly by the hotel pool waiting for game time.
Bring another beer from the bar while you're there, please?
The cost for this enjoyment--I have to sponsor Chris to San Antonio in June--not a difficult decision at all.
So with Fan Fest this weekend and the trip to Sarasota less than two months away, I think I can face the worst winter has to offer because I know that before too long--the flowers will be up, the grass will be green and the umpire is going to be calling out: 'Play Ball!"
I am in the midst of planning a mid-March trip to Sarasota to see the O's play baseball during Spring training. Additionally, this weekend is the O's fan fest--which I also plan to attend to shake off the cold of the winter and let my mind bask in the glow of the "Boys of Summer."
Getting away to the warm south will be awesome during March. I can almost feel the intense southern sun heating the skin on my back as I doze listlessly by the hotel pool waiting for game time.
Bring another beer from the bar while you're there, please?
The cost for this enjoyment--I have to sponsor Chris to San Antonio in June--not a difficult decision at all.
So with Fan Fest this weekend and the trip to Sarasota less than two months away, I think I can face the worst winter has to offer because I know that before too long--the flowers will be up, the grass will be green and the umpire is going to be calling out: 'Play Ball!"
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
More About the Cold
There are so many cold jokes out there--I found a few that I thought were funny:
The local petstore is selling cats, dogs, and penguins.
It was so cold that the fog froze and we had to tunnel our way to work.
We are just not used to the cold here--and I am reminded that the high temperature in Key West is expected to be 73 degrees. So I'm wondering why I'm not there.
I would love to take Makayla for a walk--but it is so cold I start to freeze over before I get to the end of the driveway.
Fortunately there is snow on the way--I say fortunately because it is too cold to snow right now so I know it will warm up a bit.
So stay warm, break out the shovels and dream of warmer times. Spring is only 54 days away!
The local petstore is selling cats, dogs, and penguins.
It was so cold that the fog froze and we had to tunnel our way to work.
We are just not used to the cold here--and I am reminded that the high temperature in Key West is expected to be 73 degrees. So I'm wondering why I'm not there.
I would love to take Makayla for a walk--but it is so cold I start to freeze over before I get to the end of the driveway.
Fortunately there is snow on the way--I say fortunately because it is too cold to snow right now so I know it will warm up a bit.
So stay warm, break out the shovels and dream of warmer times. Spring is only 54 days away!
Monday, January 24, 2011
Monday Musings - January 24, 2011
1. Well--it's the Packers vs the Steelers in the Super Bowl. This should be a high scoring affair in two weeks. The early line has the Packers over by Steelers by 2.5 points. After watching both games, I'm thinking Steelers 34-31 over Packers. But, that's just me.
2. We found new cold overnight--it was 7 degrees this morning.
3. I find it interesting that the NHL All-Star game is on the same day as the NFL Pro-Bowl game.
4. Traveling in America today is an ever changing event. I was amused that the newer the equipment, the more invasive the techniques. I experienced the whole body scan during my most recent trip. Unlike previous screening--I had to take my wallet out of my pocket. I didn't know this and was duly chastised by a friendly TSA employee. Do I feel safer? No, not really.
5. It is so cold outside that my shadow froze to the sidewalk.
6. This is one of those days that I wish I could just stay home and curl up next to the fire reading a book all day.
7. Well--I wonder what my electric bill will look like next month.
8. Stay warm and be happy.
2. We found new cold overnight--it was 7 degrees this morning.
3. I find it interesting that the NHL All-Star game is on the same day as the NFL Pro-Bowl game.
4. Traveling in America today is an ever changing event. I was amused that the newer the equipment, the more invasive the techniques. I experienced the whole body scan during my most recent trip. Unlike previous screening--I had to take my wallet out of my pocket. I didn't know this and was duly chastised by a friendly TSA employee. Do I feel safer? No, not really.
5. It is so cold outside that my shadow froze to the sidewalk.
6. This is one of those days that I wish I could just stay home and curl up next to the fire reading a book all day.
7. Well--I wonder what my electric bill will look like next month.
8. Stay warm and be happy.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Grandson Saturday Night
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| Playing in the Play Tunnel |
We had them all, together at the same time--alone, unarmed and unafraid. The key was to find ways to keep them happy, busy, and occupied.
The activities ranged from playing in the newly purchased play tunnel, to coloring, movie watching, and of course food including smores in the fireplace.
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| Walking the Dog |
It was amazing how well they all got along.
Even more amazing--the house, dog, and cats survived.
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| Coloring on the Floor |
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| Let's Be Goofy |
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| A Jax-o-gator |
Think of it--grand parents on the floor playing with the grandsons. It was a sight to behold.
The food even worked out pretty well--better than expected.
The evening closed with a movie, helping the boys come down from the exciting activities of the previous couple of hours.
I suppose had the temperature outside been warmer (it was on 13 degrees) we could have spent some time outside playing. Maybe later in the year as this is supposed to be a monthly event.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Cold, Colder. Coldest
I got the electric bill in the mail yesterday to greet me as I returned home from Denver.
It confirmed my suspicion--The last month has been cold. My bill more than doubled over the month before. Ouch! We do not have gas heat--so everything is on that bill. Lights, heat, and Christmas.
The temperature as I sit here this morning is a balmy 15 degrees. The wind chill is 7 degrees.
I know it is colder elsewhere--but understand something. The all time coldest temperature recorded in Baltimore is minus 7--and we are only 22 degrees warmer than that.
My heat pumps don't work well under about 25 degrees.
There is already a fire in the fireplace and I'm hunkering down for the day. Of course--the four letter word that I despise the most is also hanging out there-- S-H-O-P. I'm going to try to negotiate not going out until the temperature is over 30 degrees.
That is probably a losing position.
Maybe I can declare it a movie day in front of the blu-ray player.
Stay warm.
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| Keep the Home Fires Burning |
The temperature as I sit here this morning is a balmy 15 degrees. The wind chill is 7 degrees.
I know it is colder elsewhere--but understand something. The all time coldest temperature recorded in Baltimore is minus 7--and we are only 22 degrees warmer than that.
My heat pumps don't work well under about 25 degrees.
There is already a fire in the fireplace and I'm hunkering down for the day. Of course--the four letter word that I despise the most is also hanging out there-- S-H-O-P. I'm going to try to negotiate not going out until the temperature is over 30 degrees.
That is probably a losing position.
Maybe I can declare it a movie day in front of the blu-ray player.
Stay warm.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Out the Hotel Window - Denver, Part 2
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| Coors Field from the Hotel Window |
I kinda saved the best for last.
The daylight picture, at a bit of an angle, shows Coors field where the Colorado Rockies play major league baseball. The stadium is a short walk from the hotel. So although the view from my room does not have mountains, nor city skyline--it shows the most important aspect of this hotel--location, location, location.
So if you travel by bus and love MLB--this hotel is for you!
I continue to find it interesting what can be seen, or not, looking out of the hotel windows at the various places that I get to experience.
Look out the windows and see what you can see. There is a huge world out there--and you miss so much just staying inside with the curtains drawn.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Out the Hotel Window - Denver
And then there are buildings a buildings. This is an early morning shot. It snowed last night and it took one and a half hours to get from where I work to the hotel here in Denver.
Not nearly as much fun as the hockey game--it was a true game of bumper cars at 5 mph on Interstate 70.
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| Denver Bus Station |
Ah--the joys of traveling.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Denver and Hockey
I love hockey. I am amazed that I never learned to skate.
I got to go see the Colorado Avalanche play the Vancouver Canucks last night and I had a great time.
The Avalanche are my second favorite hockey team and they won in overtime on a power play. What is even more fabulous is that the Canucks are leading all of the NHL in terms of record right now. So it was a great win especially since it was an overtime win and I saw three NHL all starts play.
I got there early, had dinner and absorbed the atmosphere. The Pepsi Center is a super place to watch a sporting event.
Of course with the two hour time change--I was exhausted.
And I learned a lot about Craigslist--I found really expensive tickets really cheap.
A fun evening though and something different to start a business trip.
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| Sculpture in Entry of Pepsi Center |
I got to go see the Colorado Avalanche play the Vancouver Canucks last night and I had a great time.
The Avalanche are my second favorite hockey team and they won in overtime on a power play. What is even more fabulous is that the Canucks are leading all of the NHL in terms of record right now. So it was a great win especially since it was an overtime win and I saw three NHL all starts play.
I got there early, had dinner and absorbed the atmosphere. The Pepsi Center is a super place to watch a sporting event.
Of course with the two hour time change--I was exhausted.
And I learned a lot about Craigslist--I found really expensive tickets really cheap.
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| 1st Period Avs and Canucks |
A fun evening though and something different to start a business trip.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Slip Sliding Away
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| January Ice |
Nothing is worse than ice. Especially ice covered with rain to make it extra slick.
I'm glad I don't have anywhere important to be this morning. I'm watching the weather reports tell me how it is going to get better in as few hours--but don't plan on going anywhere right now. Between the accidents and the ice, it is just not a pretty picture.
Schools are closed. Businesses are delayed. Governments are reeling.
But I'm safe and warm at home!
Pair-o-Kees
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| Makayla |
They are buds--and they are fun to be around, although, the amount of fur in the house really can get a bit suffocating.
What is most fun us watching Ben try to get involved in playing with Makayla when she is playing with me. It is almost as if he gets jealous and has to interject himself into the game.
But they are dogs.
And fun to be around and do things together--even chasing the deer that happened into the yard at a bad time. Fortunately, the deer quickly crossed the creek and both dogs decided they didn't want to get wet.
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| Ben |
Good dogs, good companions and good friends.
When they are together--since they are Keeshonds, they become my pair-o-kees.
Where is the vacuum?
Monday, January 17, 2011
Monday Musings - January 17, 2011
1. Football is fickle--but losing still hurts. I have a new favorite team after the Ravens: whomever is playing the Steelers! Go Jets!
2. Do you know what you get when you put two keeshonds (keeshonden) together in a house for a weekend? A lot of hair. Everywhere.
3. I cannot believe I watched most of the Golden Globe Awards last night! There was nothing on TV to convince me to watch something else. Look out--next I'll be in the geriatric ward!
4. We had three deer that used to live in the wooded area near the house and we had been concerned that they had been killed since we had not seen them in a few months. Makayla found all three of them yesterday. Alive. There were a few anxious moments as I tried to determine how far she would follow them as they ran off.
5. Bad weather is expected tonight and tomorrow--wouldn't you know it? I am supposed to be heading out on a trip in the morning and I'll probably be treated to unending hours at the airport. Ugh!
6. And as I was watching the Golden Globes last night, I found about three movies I need to see.
7. The little bit of snow we received on Wednesday remains on the ground as it has been so cold. And ice is expected tonight! Ice Snow and sleet is going to change over to freezing rain overnight. Thanks!
2. Do you know what you get when you put two keeshonds (keeshonden) together in a house for a weekend? A lot of hair. Everywhere.
3. I cannot believe I watched most of the Golden Globe Awards last night! There was nothing on TV to convince me to watch something else. Look out--next I'll be in the geriatric ward!
4. We had three deer that used to live in the wooded area near the house and we had been concerned that they had been killed since we had not seen them in a few months. Makayla found all three of them yesterday. Alive. There were a few anxious moments as I tried to determine how far she would follow them as they ran off.
5. Bad weather is expected tonight and tomorrow--wouldn't you know it? I am supposed to be heading out on a trip in the morning and I'll probably be treated to unending hours at the airport. Ugh!
6. And as I was watching the Golden Globes last night, I found about three movies I need to see.
7. The little bit of snow we received on Wednesday remains on the ground as it has been so cold. And ice is expected tonight! Ice Snow and sleet is going to change over to freezing rain overnight. Thanks!
8. And this in from Houston: Bobby and Amanda Herring spent more than a year providing food to homeless people in downtown Houston every day. They fed them, left behind no trash and doled out warm meals peacefully without a single crime being committed, Bobby Herring said.That ended two weeks ago when the city shut down their "Feed a Friend" effort for lack of a permit. And city officials say the couple most likely will not be able to obtain one. From my perspective? How do you get a permit to feed homeless people who don't have a permit to be homeless?
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Fortunes of Football
What a game yesterday between the Steelers and the Ravens.
How I wish the outcome was different--and how it should have been.
I replay the game in my mind and I find just too many times where the officials made obviously bad calls, confirmed by the announcers on the TV, which put the Ravens at a disadvantage.
Of course--our offense surely did not help the cause giving the Steelers the ball deep in our zone, twice and allowing the Steelers back into the game. The third quarter was probably the worst quarter of football I have ever seen.
But, still, having a touchdown taken off the board on an obviously bad call, and having a defensive holding penalty with the Steelers on the 4 yard line when the replay clearly showed a Steeler doing a take-down on a Raven really tilts the scales. And that doesn't even count the non-existent pass interference penalty that led to the first score of the game.
Admittedly, allowing a 58 yard completion with 2 minutes left in the game certainly did not help the cause. To their credit--the Steelers took advantage of every opportunity given to them by the Ravens and the officials.
So--to completely upset half of my family--did the better team win? I don't think so, but the team that got the most help certainly did score the most points.
It is sad that we watch a sport that allows the officiating crew to have such an impact on the game.
Go Ravens. Great season.
How I wish the outcome was different--and how it should have been.
I replay the game in my mind and I find just too many times where the officials made obviously bad calls, confirmed by the announcers on the TV, which put the Ravens at a disadvantage.
Of course--our offense surely did not help the cause giving the Steelers the ball deep in our zone, twice and allowing the Steelers back into the game. The third quarter was probably the worst quarter of football I have ever seen.But, still, having a touchdown taken off the board on an obviously bad call, and having a defensive holding penalty with the Steelers on the 4 yard line when the replay clearly showed a Steeler doing a take-down on a Raven really tilts the scales. And that doesn't even count the non-existent pass interference penalty that led to the first score of the game.
Admittedly, allowing a 58 yard completion with 2 minutes left in the game certainly did not help the cause. To their credit--the Steelers took advantage of every opportunity given to them by the Ravens and the officials.
So--to completely upset half of my family--did the better team win? I don't think so, but the team that got the most help certainly did score the most points.
It is sad that we watch a sport that allows the officiating crew to have such an impact on the game.
Go Ravens. Great season.
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