Boy oh boy has there been a lot going on lately. First off, I've got another cyst on my tailbone. Yes, it hurts like a son-of-a-gun, and before you ask "What the heck did he tell us that for?!", I want to take this opportunity to remind all followers of this blog how integral those butt cysts have been to our lives. That's right, OUR lives. In the days before this blog (B.B.) I'd send out an email to many that would periodically update those of you whom I don't see often about what's up with the Lemiere's. I also did this before marriage (B.M.). I think I did them tri-annually (from a secret Rocky Mountain location) and they were lengthy. But it wasn't until I emailed some folks about my "assist" that I received an overwhelming response from you all. Lest we forget when through my cyst ordeals I found out tha Maxi-pads have a sticky side - and that the sticky side goes on your underwear? I think we all learned something after that email. Ultimately, this blog is a direct result of much emailing back and forth stemming from my crack.
You are welcome.
Sorry, no picture.
Dash and Kaed will be hitting the streets tonight for a little treating. Dash will either be Mickey mouse or Dash from the Incredibles. We haven't decided yet, but he is facinated with Mickey's gloves. Kaed is something that I have no idea what it is. All I know is that it comes with a cool sword. We'll see how it goes. I will not be in attendance because our last football game is tonight. Good luck Leah.
Kelso High School's Homecoming assembly is the most fun assembly of the year. Along with the selection of the Homecoming princesses, there's the sexy leg contest (where various people put bags over their heads and show off their legs - Nice job Bryce French), the traditional Fling, and the much anticipated class-competition lip-sync. The teacher's haven't put one together for a couple years but we did this year and man, the gym was LOUD. I have never heard the gym so loud when we ended our version of WalkThisWay. Yah, I was in it. Yes, I was Steven Tyler. And I got goosebumps listening to all the cheering. The teacher's nailed it, and there was much rejoicing. Some kid put it on YouTube so if you punch in "kelso high school staff" I think it'll take you to it. Am I proud of it? Yah, a little bit.
Painting is done at the house and the cabinets have been installed. All that is left are: fixtures, countertops, floors, and deck. We'll be in by Christmas.
By the way, if any of you have some extra cash laying around, we'd be happy to use it for you. We'll even come and pick it up.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Repaint, Repaint and Thin No More!
We've just about completed painting the outside of the house and it looks good! Dad sprayed the interior trim with an oil-based paint for the first time this weekend and it turned out really nicely. He only had one mis-hap: he sprayed his face on accident which after he scrubbed his face (and by face I mean his eyes) with thinner, his face was like a reverse racoon with white paint.
[If you're asking yourself "how did Randy accidentally spray himself in the eyes?" Well, it's very similar to how Bugs Bunny would turn Elmer Fudd's gun around onto himself at the last second and he'd end up shooting himself in the face. Same kind of deal. Except he did it all on his own.]
I probably won't be updating the blog much in the next few weeks as I'll be painting and putting floors in. But here's a "Dash's words" update: bye, grandma (a very clear GaMa), grandpa (PoPa), and cracker (kaka). I think he uses the same word for Kaed and keys - it's a very hard, Germanic "ch" (like "ck") that comes from the back of his throat.
Later dudes.
[If you're asking yourself "how did Randy accidentally spray himself in the eyes?" Well, it's very similar to how Bugs Bunny would turn Elmer Fudd's gun around onto himself at the last second and he'd end up shooting himself in the face. Same kind of deal. Except he did it all on his own.]
I probably won't be updating the blog much in the next few weeks as I'll be painting and putting floors in. But here's a "Dash's words" update: bye, grandma (a very clear GaMa), grandpa (PoPa), and cracker (kaka). I think he uses the same word for Kaed and keys - it's a very hard, Germanic "ch" (like "ck") that comes from the back of his throat.
Later dudes.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Ramble on, sing my song.
The Deep Thoughts for this month are killing me! They change every month.
Today, one of the football players told me I look like Mathew McConaghy from the movie We Are Marshall. I thought that was pretty cool because he's a good looking, charismatic guy. Turns out, he said that because he thought my shirt was from the 70's. It's not. Buttface.
In a few of my Algebra classes, we've watched a few videos online from Discovery (as in the channel). They are functional and outdated/cheesy and the kids like to listen to someone else from time to time. But I got to thinking that I should make some videos of my own. I'm pretty sure they'd be WAY better than the ones we've watched. Math videos are only instructional, and very rarely fun or funny - at least not on purpose. Who wants to make some math instructional videos with me?
So, if there was any doubt about little Dash being my son (there wasn't any was there?) let me put this issue to bed once and for all. Back-story: for those that knew me as a child, I had a blankie. This blanky had a specific corner with a little flower on it that I insisted on chewing on. I would not be content until I had had my specific corner (or "corn" as I would call it) in my mouth. Fast-forward to little Dash. On Dash's blanket, all 4 corners look the same. But when he is feeling cuddly or tired and he drags his blanket out, he fumbles around it until he finds a corner of his blanket and will either play with it or suck on it. It absolutely blows my mind. I mean seriously, how crazy is that? I'm actually kind of freaked out because on the one hand, it's cool that he's kind of a little Andy, but is also scary that he's kind of a little Andy...
I swear I could watch this video 24-7. When Dash says "Dada" . . . I see Heaven in that boy. (And he does some of his best work in the tub in case you haven't noticed.)
Today, one of the football players told me I look like Mathew McConaghy from the movie We Are Marshall. I thought that was pretty cool because he's a good looking, charismatic guy. Turns out, he said that because he thought my shirt was from the 70's. It's not. Buttface.
In a few of my Algebra classes, we've watched a few videos online from Discovery (as in the channel). They are functional and outdated/cheesy and the kids like to listen to someone else from time to time. But I got to thinking that I should make some videos of my own. I'm pretty sure they'd be WAY better than the ones we've watched. Math videos are only instructional, and very rarely fun or funny - at least not on purpose. Who wants to make some math instructional videos with me?
So, if there was any doubt about little Dash being my son (there wasn't any was there?) let me put this issue to bed once and for all. Back-story: for those that knew me as a child, I had a blankie. This blanky had a specific corner with a little flower on it that I insisted on chewing on. I would not be content until I had had my specific corner (or "corn" as I would call it) in my mouth. Fast-forward to little Dash. On Dash's blanket, all 4 corners look the same. But when he is feeling cuddly or tired and he drags his blanket out, he fumbles around it until he finds a corner of his blanket and will either play with it or suck on it. It absolutely blows my mind. I mean seriously, how crazy is that? I'm actually kind of freaked out because on the one hand, it's cool that he's kind of a little Andy, but is also scary that he's kind of a little Andy...
I swear I could watch this video 24-7. When Dash says "Dada" . . . I see Heaven in that boy. (And he does some of his best work in the tub in case you haven't noticed.)
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