Category Archives: Everyday

Jerk

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I’m one.

I’m sure of it.

Two days ago, I was on the edge of the city where the #1 Highway exits to the East.  A young guy was there, backpack on, with a sign that read, “Traveling.  Broke and Hungry.”  My eye didn’t even register the rest of the words into my head–I’ve seen this sign before.  Mentally, I saw myself with a sheet of cardboard and a Sharpie.  My sign read, “Staying home with my job.  Feeling fine.  Make any sense?”

Like I said–jerk.

Then yesterday, our phone rang around 6 PM.  Prime time for the telemarketers, it seems.  The area code didn’t look as threatening as usual.  I picked up.  Brief silent moment.  Unfamiliar voice asking to speak to someone with my father’s name.  “Yeah, just a minute,” I said, as I took the phone from my ear and hung it up.

J-E-R-K.

And not feeling as badly about it as I probably should.

Dad & Daughter Day

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Today is our day!

Shannon’s got day-long course to re-certify her CPR and First Aid, so I’m in full-blown fathering mode.  Instructions on snacks and schedules have been left–these are the details I miss on a nearly daily basis–and my little girl hasn’t even woke up yet.  Perhaps she’s sleeping in, aware that a Mom-less adventure awaits her over the next 8 hours.

I’ve got a few pieces of housework to do before I have a little cutie dangling off my legs, so this is it for now.

Signing off,
Mr. Mom

Dentist Day

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I just got back from my six-month check-up at the dentist.  Actually, just a cleaning.

But it reminded me of a few facts…

1) I CANNOT relax in that chair.

Over a dozen times, I became aware of my inner coaxing: “Come on Jay.  Loosen that grip.  You don’t have to strangle the arm rest.  Dis-embed your fingers from that spongy surface.  And keep breathing too.  One breath every five minutes isn’t enough–move that air in and out.”

2) Some sort of dental work is ALWAYS brewing for down the road.

Brush, but don’t brush too hard or long or wrong.  Floss, but nobody likes to do it anyway.  Protect your teeth whenever you’re eating or sleeping or playing.  And all the while, know that your gums are receding, plague is building, and you’re slowly sliding towards gumming your meals regardless of your finest efforts.

3) Unflavoured fluoride is the only way to go.

My gag reflex still kicks in from memories of childhood experiments with vanilla, cinnamon, and the infamous bubble gum.  Just typing that last sentence gave me the willies all over again.

Windy

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I biked to work this morning and had to break my one rule: Never gear down.

Today I did, but only one down.  Gotta draw the line somewhere.

Heading northwest, it was windy.  Turning north, it was worse.  I’m hoping it holds up until suppertime, so I can set a world record on the way home.

The painting above is called “A Windy Day in Connemara”.  I don’t know where that is, and I don’t claim to have seen large mammals flying by this morning. If you love this one and you want to see more of amazing paintings specifically oil painting, look for 1st Art Gallery Yelp. But if your walls need a bit of “windy colour”, this piece is by Ted Turton.

It’s a Toy!

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For our anniversary, we added a new member to the family: The Nikon D5000.

Our first impressions have been nothing but good–and we haven’t yet waded through the big fat instruction booklet.  The jump in quality from our previous camera (which was decent as well) to this one is very noticeable.

And with the jump in price that we took, it’s nice to be able to say that!

Happy shooting!