The Lord Works in Mysterious Ways

Things have been unbelievably crazy at work. I'd love to tell all about it, but I don't think anyone who reads this would be able to understand if I even began to try to tell about it. Except for Dave McC, who may have a bit more insight than the rest of the world.

Today I had to attend a Dam Safety Conference in Witchita. When I got to that specific town in the great state of Kansas , the only thing I could think of was a great friend of mine named Clint. Stephanie, you might remember the mysterious boy who dropped off the face of the earth. Boy do I miss that guy-I would give my left arm to see what he is up to these days.

Okay, so a typical, extremely boring conference turned upside down when a coworker of mine got the news that a supervisor and good friend of ours, who shall go by the name of Fred, had passed away this afternoon. We were in complete shock. Fred was one of those hard-asses who pretended to be so mean and nasty, but yet you knew he was one of the nicest guys on the planet. B/c noone knows who I am speaking of, and b/c I am half drunk, I won't go into a ten page narrative about how great a guy this man was. All I'll say is that several of my employees and I got together this evening to tribute Fred, and I can say that after 11:30, we were all tired, a little lit, and actually happy that we got together to remember such a great fellow. So here's to Fred and all my fellow employees, above and below me, who realize that sometimes, no matter what your contract states, or how much you think you should be paid, or what the latest office gossip is, it is great to have people you can call friends and that you can all agree on a common topic: that Fred was loved and will be missed, and that we all have obstacles that we can overcome. God Bless.

Calyn's Birthday

What I like best about blogs is how well you can stay in touch with everyone with one simple post and how much I LOVE to view everyone else's pictures. I think posting pictures is a huge hassle, but I think they make the blog, so here's an attempt to recap a big event in our household and let everyone see how we have been doing in just a few short shots.

First.....the cake. We are known for over the top birthday parties, so for the big number two, we decided to go with a jungle theme.



This is a shot of the be-heading of the monkey. I wanted to post this one to shop how big Calyn is (she is sitting just to my right) and what I'm looking like these days for those who haven't seen me in a while, although it's not the best shot in the world.



Now what is so over the top about that party? Well, besides the cake and games and mask-making portions, I had a friend of mine bring in some exotic animals. This is my dad looking crazed while holding our first guest. Mind you, this is the SMALLEST snake that this dude has in his collection:



And last, but not least, the kids' favorite animal: the tortise. That is Calyn and Phoenix's friend Preston getting up-close and personal.



I hope to post more pics of life in T-town, but until then, its good to be back!

Another Entry in the Babybook

Today as my sister was pulling her car out of the driveway, my four year old was walking in front of her car when she honked the horn and startled her. Phoenix's reaction:

"AHHH!!! You scared the FUCK out of me!!!"

I Love You Brandon Flowers!

I cannot count on two hands how many times I heard that sentence last night at the show.

You know, going to a concert in a venue that is a little over an hour away, on a Tuesday night that doesn't even start until 9 pm really takes a toll the next morning at work. Overall it was great-Tegan and Sara opened and are currently my new favorite band. The Killers rocked it as expected (boy, this post is really starting to sound like its written by a high schooler). I would have to say the only bad things to come out of the trip was the fact that the theater has no AC and rubbing up to sweaty strangers for a couple hours is not my most favorite thing in the world. A run-in with the pot heads standing in front of us was a bit exciting as well.

To top the evening off, we waited for about an hour and a half after the show was over and met the band and got autographs--that's always the most fun.

So now it's back to the real world--I woke up to find blue and red crayon all over every single one of my white kitchen cabinet doors, my refridgerator, and my stove. Motherhood is a wonderful thing.

Wipee Ass

Shitty, rainy, overcast Friday + lots and lots of work to do = no motivation and a short post. I should be looking forward to the KU vs. KSU baseball game that we got free tickets to, but the weather doesn’t look promising. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE watching guys in tight pants run around slapping each other on the ass, but not when I am soaked to the bone.

On a funny note: my four year old called me a “wipee-ass” yesterday. It took me a minute to figure out that she meant ‘ass-wipe’, and then I started cracking up. Then, while making cupcakes, my one year old climbed up on a chair when I was out of the room, grabbed an unfrosted cupcake, slid off the chair and ran out of the room with a huge smile on her face. Again, I had to laugh and call her my most favorite term of endearment: "you little shit!"

You know, I’m really going to start paying for my laid-back approach to parenting much sooner than I thought.