One of Those…

Ever had one of those moments…

Perhaps it was just a moment
perhaps it lasted all day

or all week
or all month…

I realized this morning that my Taboo Word Challenge list is backwards. I didn’t mean to start the month the hardest word. I got my head in the game now and got it fixed. Check it out… The image is also on my sidebar. Feel free to add it to yours, too.

On another note…

If I’m not entertaining the boys then they are trying to kill each other
by annoying each other to death.

That’s not an understatement either.

Just this morning, after we dropped DW off at work we went and paid for the truck’s license plate registration. The boys were good as gold at the “DMV”.

The minute we walk in the door the little one is jumping on the big one.
The big one is making annoying sounds to make the little one scream.
The little one is screaming because he’s trying to get the big one in trouble
(and laughing when it works).

So I hollered at them…

Told them to get sock and shoes on because we were going to the beach. That quieted them because they were confused.
“Why do we need socks and shoes for the beach instead of Crocks?” they asked.
Then they got in the truck to go, and I hauled them out. I told them we were walking. Confusion set in again.

But at least they weren’t annoying and killing each other.

They eventually clued in that we were going to the across the street beach.
I know what you’re thinking,
“You have a beach across the street? How awesome!”
You can stop thinking it, now. It’s probably not the kind of beach you think it is.

There is no sand, just rocks.
The water is bordered by a dozen industries – NS Power which burns coal, a paper mill, a gypsum plant, a pipeline and terminal for oil and gas which, of course, brings the giant tanker ships.
So it’s not a beach for swimming and tanning and sandcastle building.

But it is ideal for beach glass hunting and metal detectoring. On a previous hunt we found 5 rusty bottle caps and a dime.

So we took a walk along the beach.
The boys walked together. They walked apart.
They walked with me and then they didn’t.
It didn’t matter. We were the only ones there.

Once we were back home though, all hell broke loose again. So I made them lunch and took them to play racquetball. They played for about a 1/2 hour when DW called to tell us she was done and ready for us to come pick her up.

The boys went up to her classroom and were back to killing each other again. This time they were fighting over who was going to get use the paper shredder.


I just now got my 45 minutes to sit and write because the little one is at the neighbor’s house playing with their daughter and the big one is at his grandparent’s for a sleepover.

Can I get an Amen? This adulting thing is frickin’ hard. I’m going to get some wine now…



Taboo Words for the Taboo Word Challenge

It’s almost time for the “Taboo Word Challenge”! Thanks to the 8 who have signed on for this new challenge. The linky is still open for you to join us. Will you be next?

Note: I have changed the link up to a different site. I will switch you over. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Elen Grey

The Masterpiece





The Pied Pifer

The Invisible Moth

and yours truly…

If you haven’t heard about this challenge yet, it’s very simple. You continue blogging as you normally would. If you blog every day, awesome! If you blog every other day, awesome! If you blog when you can, awesome! Anyone is free to join. Just click the blue frog!

Here are the easy rules to follow:

  1. Don’t use the word Taboo Word of the day in your blog. Whatever day your post is being published, write it without that day’s word. If you post multiple time per day this rule only applies to one of your posts.
  2. Visit at least one of the other from the Linky list. This is as much a meet and greet as it is a challenge.
  3. Get the InLinks code and share it on each of your challenge posts!


Now for the Taboo Words! Please share them because the more the merrier!



Black Cat, Blue Sea Award

If you check out the blog  A Momma’s View you’ll find it’s part mom blog, part homeschooling blog, part, ex-pat blog, part fun facts blog, and entirely a great place to go for a great read. She was nominated for this Black Cat, Blue Sea Award by Simon from the blog “Planet Simon”. She passed the award on to just five bloggers. I am honored to be one of them. When I first start blogging, I never dreamed there would be awards and nominations and that I would be receiving them. I’m just a guy who likes to write.


To the rules…

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you. See above
  • Nominate up to seven other bloggers. See way below
  • Answer three questions. Okie dokie
  • Ask three questions to your nominees. Will do

The 3 Questions I was asked… 

If you could change one thing from the past what would it be?

There are a number of things I’d like to change. One thing is the relationship I have/had with my brother. I wish we had be been closer, done more together. Now that he’s in South Korea with his family and I’m in Canada with mine it’s even tougher to keep in touch and stay close. Fortunately, there’s Facebook to keep us up to date on what’s going on. Still… it’s not quite the same as being next door.

What would the title to a movie about your life be?

Forest Gump, maybe. But that title’s already taken. The Teachings of a Wayward Boy.

What was the best gift you’ve ever received?

Can children be a gift? As frustrating as mine can be, they are the best gift. Best physical gift? Would have to be the most recent two, though they are both electronic: the tablet I’m currently blogging on and the GoPro I’ve been having fun creating videos for YouTube (always looking for more subscribers😀 )

My nominations…

Anxious Mom
Not The Average Mama
My Crazy Beautiful Life

My 3 Questions…

  1. What’s your favorite Disney movie and why?
  2. What are some of the names you wanted to name your kid(s) that your significant other said no to.
  3. Which band would you want to have create the soundtrack to your life?


Go Ask Your Father: Overflow, Driveways, Hitchhikers, Puberty

I’ve been having lots of fun with the GoPro. Yesterday I attempted my first time lapse video. It turned out okay. It ended up only lasting 8 seconds. DW’s dad has 16 cords of wood he needs split and stacked so I was going to try and do a time lapse showing how much we got done. When your help has a combined age of 14, you don’t get much done. Today I changed the perspective from the same vantage point. I set the camera in the same spot, but this time I focused on the stacks we were making. I’m still in the editing process so I’m not sure how it’ll turn out yet. Today’s combined age was 79 (DW helped). Nix that. My computer had trouble, or Windows Movie Maker had trouble with the 4,918 photos from the time lapse video. I will have something else for you, though. Also I have some exciting new blog linto share, too. See you tomorrow!

2. What does overflow mean?

This one is a spin off from a question that was asked earlier. That hole in the sink has a purpose and it’s not for getting fingers stuck in. It’s an overflow drain. But was is overflow? Sometimes in order to explain a certain concept, a more basic concept needs to be understood first. For example, to understand that dad is going to eat 1/2 of your chocolate, you need understand what 1/2 means. So while explaining the overflow drain I had to digress and discuss overflow. It’s when you pour too much milk into your cup and it spills on the counter. It’s when you put too much water in the sink and it spills onto the floor. And, yes, even the toilet can overflow when it’s clogged. Since finding this out, Bang now flushes twice. Once when he’s done his business. Then again after he’s wiped.



4. What’s a hidden driveway?

There is a twisty, turny, make-your-DW-carsick kind of road we travel sometimes on our way to the cottage at the lake. It makes me feel like I’m driving the Monaco Grand Prix.


via GIPHY (and Formula 1 via YouTube)

Except that on the backroad cars can enter and exit the raceway road at any given time. Around any given blind turn. Over any given blind hill. So I try not to do 104 kmh. I do more like 60. Our RAV4 isn’t quite the high performance, low center of gravity that the F1 cars are. And I am not Mario Andretti. My mother-in-law thought she was one day, though.

6. What’s a hitchhiker?

Typically, a hitchhiker is someone on the side of a road with their hand making a fist with their thumb sticking out and pointing skyward. As far as I know it’s the international sign for “pick my ass up”. I’ve never hitchhiked. I’ve never picked up a hitchhiker either. Mostly due to a story (the way I remember it) I heard about my dad’s sister being forced to drive from Maryland to Pennsylvania. Where we live now, it’s almost an acceptable means of travel. We see the thumbers frequently. Have no car? Start walking. Eventually someone might pick you up. The hitchhiker in question here is a much different kind. This one is of the insect variety and therefore has no thumbs. Be it a butterfly or a dragonfly or a horsefly or even a spider (all except the horsefly are welcome riders) land on our kayaks for a brief rest. If it’s a dragonfly, I say, “Hi, Grandma.”

8. Why do you have hair on your pee pee?

It was just a matter of time before this one was asked. This one was easy, a level one, beginner parent kind of question. 99.99% households with kids know the bathroom is the ideal location for a family gathering. One never goes alone. The shower included. It saves time and water, though, to shower with the little imps. You get clean. They get clean. The bathroom doesn’t flood like Louisanna from a toddler pretending to be Shamu. So when I was asked this I simply told him it was because I went through puberty and that he will too when he is 12 or so. I was seriously prepared for the “What’s puberty?” question, but it never came. I guess the answer I provided was sufficient. Surprisingly, there was no overflow of questions.


Sunday Share

A friend of mine (from real life) had a terrifying experience with her little guy while they were traveling. She has just recently started blogging about it and calls her space “Green Grapes”. I’ve shared her first two posts here.  Please pop over and read her story. You won’t be disappointed. Especially when you see how friggin’ cute her boys are! The others are friends of mine (from blog life) and will be great reads, too. Now I’m off to tidy up the house before going to the beach!

Green Grapes
When your little one takes a seisure while you’re traveling abroad…

Green Grapes
The story behind Green Grapes and being a Warrior…

Second Wind Leisure Perspectives
How a blog changed a life…

Mommy is Home 24/7
No such thing as a “weekend”…

A letter to her children about our beautiful world

Mother Hustler
Surviving the Dragons…

Questions I Asked My Kids

1. Did you have any dreams last night?

Crash: I’m pretty sure I did, but I don’t remember them. Ah Yes! I remember now. So I  walking to WalMart again and nobody had tablets or anything. They had X-Boxes. I walk in to get mine and I realize as I get to the X-box that I didn’t bring my money. I teleported home and mom and dad asked, “Where’s your X-Box?” and I tell them I forgot my money. I got my money, teleported back to WalMart and got my X-Box and everyone turned into Minecraft Steve.
Bang:I believe not… wait wait, yes I did.  I was walking to Sobey’s (a grocery store) and I turned my iPad on and then it doesn’t come on and then I press the power again and it doesn’t come and then I press the power again and it doesn’t come on because the power was out.

2. What’s your favorite thing about mom?

Crash: Her snuggles and her reading to me.
Bang: Going to work with her.

3. What’s your favorite thing about dad?

Crash: Going for bike rides and having fun with him.
Bang: Hugging and snuggling

4. Who is God?

Crash: God is a ghost up in Heaven.
Bang: God is sheep that eat grass and flowers and poops wheat. 

5. Dad just won a million dollars. What should he buy first?

Crash: GoPro attachments and the Orioles.
Bang: A tricycle with 6 wheels.

6. Where would be a fun place to take the GoPro?

Crash: Bungie jumping off a cliff
Bang: A United States pool

7. What sport would you want to compete in if you were in the Olympics?

Crash: Basketball or kayaking
Bang: Wrestling or kayaking or soccer. NOT boxing.


8. What is one thing you want to learn how to do?

Crash: Back flips off a ramp on my bike like BMX
Bang: Go 20 speed on the treadmill

9. What is your favorite word?

Crash: Obviously
Bang: Love

10. Besides mom, who is the most beautiful person?

Crash: My girlfriend.
Bang: Crash – I want to marry him


I Imagine A Day

Each and every one of us has had multiple teachers throughout our lives. Some good. Some not so good. Some rememberable. Some not. Whether you loved them or loathed them they were still your teacher. They taught you to be who you have become today. No matter what profession you have entered into, someone taught you how to do it. From pizza delivery to doctors. From sanitaion workers to astronauts. We were all taught.

Yet, schools are still struggling to make ends meet. Schools still struggle to send their students to learn outside of the classroom on a field trip. Schools are still struggling to provide teachers and students alike the resources they need to succeed. I cannot count on my hands and toes the number of teachers who spend their hard earned money on their students and classroom.

I imagine the day when teachers step into the spotlight to become part of the elitist group that comes with being a celebrity. When teachers are the rich and famous. When teachers are the ones who own summer and winter houses. When teachers sail in luxurious yachts bringing back experiences and knowledge to enhance understanding in their classroom. I dream of the day when sports cards aren’t worth the paper they’re printed on. When every kid wants their teacher’s “Teacher Cards”. When a teacher’s rookie card is worth more than a tanker ship filled to the gills with crude oil. Perhaps there will come a day when the entertainers enter the working class as teacher take over the top tax brackets.

I imagine a day when classrooms have just a dozen students. Or fewer still. No more classrooms busting at the seams with students. No more worring about how to fit in all the desks. No more worrying about feeding the masses a balanced, healthy meal, or if there will be enough books because schools will have the finances to supply it all.

I imagine a day when teachers have earned the trust bestowed upon surgeons, for those surgeons, too, had to have teachers. Perhaps one day there will be no more testing. No more accountability held over teachers’ heads like carrot on a stick. Teachers will be informed on what to teach but not how to teach. We will all rest assured knowing our child’s teacher is doing the best they can to ensure our child, our learner, our future, is receiving the knowlege they’ll need to make wise decisions when the time comes. But we’ll also know that teachers aren’t miracle workers for all education begins at home.

I imagine a day when teachers aren’t scoffed at for having summers off. Because truly, they aren’t really off without pay. A teacher is a 10 month employee who’s salary is stretched to 12 months. Some teachers even take courses over the summer to better prepare themselves for our children. Over the summer, teachers spend time with their own families instead of yours during parent/teacher nights. Instead of concerts. Instead of coaching a school based sporting event. Instead of sitting in a semi-dark classroom every evening planning the next big lesson for your child.

I dream big. Perhaps we all should.


Make It A Great Day

Sometimes posts land in your lap. They come to you as if you were sitting in a taxi on Highway in Sao Paulo with guy who just jumped out because he was about to pee his pants. 

Sometimes they quietly tap you on the shoulder and quietly whisper, “Don’t get bitter, get better“. 

That sparked a memory. 

Once upon a time I taught 4th grade. The school I taught in televised their daily announcements every morning. Thanks to our vice principal, they always ended with,

Make it a great day. Or not. The choice is yours.

In our lives, the run of the mill, ordinary day, this holds true. Imagine if every little thing that went wrong in our day, ruined us for the rest of it. 

Crash often gets upset or angry over the littlest things and I ask him, “Did getting angry solve the problem? No? Then there was no need for it.” Granted, there are times when getting angry is necessary, when it will solve your problem. But the other 99% of the time, calm patience wins over. 

Is it a problem or is it a challenge? Problems create stress. They ruffle our feathers. They cause us to lose our patience. We twist more, we push more, we hammer harder. 

If we find our Zen we find that sometimes a whisper is louder than a shout. Sometimes gentleness is stronger. Sometimes the anger just isn’t worth it. If you make your problems into challenges to be solved, you can rise above them. You can solve them with ease and understand that it’s not the way you planned it, but it still works. The world won’t end because things didn’t go exactly as you envisioned they would.

Rise to the challenge. Make the change you need to make to solve your problem and move on. Sometimes there’s nothing you can do about it. Flight just got canceled? They don’t give two nickles how angry you are about it, they’re not going to uncancel it. Kids just dumped cheerios all over the backseat? Anger won’t clean up the mess. Employ the patience when it’s Kool-Aid or cheesie dust. 

If you read yesterday’s nonsense post, you know I had pretty much nothing to write about it so I wrote nonsense. I could be bitter about it. Why did I post nonsense when I could have posted nothing and just written today? Because sometime our practice, our training requires us to be subpar. We learn more from our failures than our success. Successes are much sweeter, though. Reflect on the failures to make your best better. 

Problems beget problems. However, challenges create champions. Be a champion. Or not. The choice is yours.

In Lieu of a Good Post, I Give You A Shoddy Post

I’ve been racking my brain trying to think of what to write today. I was going to write while the boys watched a movie on this rainy day. But they were watching Goonies. I watched, too. I couldn’t help it. I can’t think of any words of wisdom about parenting other than Just Do It.

Now it’s supper time and I’m still sit staring at that blinking, mocking, jerk of a cursor.

I didn’t go running yet. I can’t think of any words of word of wisdom to help motivate you to get moving other than Just Do It.

I don’t even own Nikes. I run in Sauconys.

It’s raining. Did I mention that? Perhaps I’ll get my run in after the boys are in bed. I do enjoy a good run in the dark and rain. There’s practically no traffic. One time I even got to race the train.

I won.

Perhaps he let me. But still…

I won.

Time to cook the chicken.

Don’t you love the smell of rain?


DW asks me, “How will I know you have Alzheimer’s?”


Sunday Share

I just spent the last 2 days and nights with DW’s brother and sister-in-law and their four adorable kids. Technically, they were here visiting us. The cousins all adore each and love spending time together. They are as funny, as busy, and as frustrating (to their respective parents) as Crash and Bang. It was a great reminder that the parenting struggle is real and we are not nearly as alone as we sometimes feel. The tempers, the tormentors, the sibling rivalry… We may experience it in slightly different forms, but we all experience it and we all handle it the best way we know how. We do what it takes.

They’ve returned home now. Crash and Bang are in bed. I’m going to get comfy on the couch and finally share some posts I enjoyed over the past week while I watch the Olympic track races.

Opinionated Man
For men only… 

Deb was Here
Finding Happiness…

Accidental Hipster Mum
Becoming famous

Modern Mommy Madness
Not turning back time…

Alice Whitmore
Not becoming shark bait…

Lastly, I start a fun YouTube page, SuperDad’s GoPro. We’ve been having some fun playing with the waterproof camera. Take a look and feel free to share and/or subscribe. Have a good week y’all!