Good Tuesday Morning

If you can’t party with the big dogs, you better stay on the porch. This is what happens when the little one’s think they can go shot for shot with their mom and on Mother’s Day at that. Not pretty.


Mother’s Day was a big success at our house. The wife got exactly what she wanted for her big day. As long as what she wanted was to be in a smelly gym watching kids playing roller hockey. And losing at roller hockey at that. So as long as that was what she was looking for, she got it and then some. We did manage to get away from the arena long enough to have dinner. Below you will see the magic ingredient that allows a loving husband to dine with his brood of children and the wife’s family.


Here are some pictures of the homestead. This is Farmer Brown tending the garden with his assistant slaves. They are cheap labor but perhaps not the best gardeners. They tend to step on existing plants in the pursuit of planting new plants. It just adds to the character of the garden and the price of the vegetables. $100 cucumber will be for sale soon.


I finally had to retire the old Fiesta. This grill has done remarkably well for me considering it was never covered and is seven years old. It made it through one residence move and lots and lots of cooking to feed my tribe and especially the eternally empty bellies of the father-in-law and the brother-in-law aka Nosaj.


I have replaced the old faithful with a brand new Weber Genesis 320. It cooked us some great steaks the other night. And the most remarkable thing about it is that I put it together by myself. Of course when I finished the final step 22 and began to put stuff away, I noticed a big metal piece and a supplemental instruction sheet stating that I need to add this additional piece as part of step 10. Son of a gun. Fortunately I was able to divert disaster and get the piece on the grill. It is almost like I am a handy man or something. Almost.


Today starts tennis season. It is my first attempt at trying to redeem myself for the pasting that the Hawkman put on me. I have the camera so hopefully there will be footage tomorrow. And Ninja boy (Sandwich Artist) will be bringing nunchucks tomorrow for an exhibition at lunch. That will definitely be interesting. Rumor also has it that I might don a ninja suit and spar with the Artist. Nonstop action.