Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Who's a Fat Bastard - It's morning now and it stays as written.

January 26, 2015

Como Lake in the sunshine
      Nursing my three pints of Coors Light hangover. Just kidding. Haven't had a hangover in twelve years. I've had numerous other types of overs but none alcohol based. These days there's a lot more fuzz than pain. And I'm not sure if that's not just getting old. I need glasses to read, my front teeth sleep in a jar of disinfectant on my side table and I think country music is cool. Take me now God, take me now! Still just kidding. When I lay off the carbs I'm usually a pretty happy guy. My hardest decision most days is should I cook the pork or the beef. I don't know where I'm going with this. I just started typing because I was falling asleep in front of the TV and the lovely Lisa has a 12:45 a.m. wake up call. It's 12:10 now and I will read this again in the morning and decide if It stays or if it goes.
      I was up before 7:00 and with a cup of Joe I was trying to get yesterdays blog done before Papa Squatch Dayscare starts at 8:15. I have them five days this week. I hadn't even gotten two paragraphs into it when Jen showed up with the kids. Bella had no school today. Professional Development Day. Maybe they could develop the professionalism they need to teach our kids to read. I don't read to Bella any more. She reads to me. Just like I did when Ami was living here. I ask her to read street signs, posters I even made her read the ingredients on the snack bars she wanted me to buy her. She can also tell time on a real watch. I think Christo will pick it up fast, he has had his alphabet and numbers down for over a year and is starting to sound out words and  he wants to do everything that Bella does. Not bragging, just laying out the facts.
      From the moment they got here Bella had Nutmeg in her lap. We had an hour to pass before We had to take Christo to preschool. I admit it. I was a slacker Papa today. I stuck them in front of Bananas In Pyjamas so I could work on yesterdays blog. I don't get that show. Those Bananas are creepy looking. They like it.
      I cut it close time wise and had to scurry the kids and the Rat dogs out to the car. I was hoping on the way that they weren't going on a field trip today. It was such a beautiful day I know they will be outside most of the morning. Bella was in heaven with Nutmeg sitting on her lap I was singing along to a Beach Boys tune in a very bad and not very high falsetto, when I noticed that I was four blocks past my turn. Bella looked at the clock on the dash. It said 9:30. The time Christo was supposed to be at school. " You're making Christo late Papa" Bella informed me. " Oh no Papa, I don't want to be late" Christo chimed in.
" You made me late Papa!"
"That clock is wrong" I lied " We have three minutes" Bella wasn't getting out of the car. She wasn't taking any chances on losing her grip on Nutmeg.

I checked Christo in and Bella and I went to Cheap Thrills for some groceries. I forgot my glasses so I was getting Bella to read the labels to me. She was working me hard for the Nutello. "Look Papa it's on sale" she said. "It's not coming into Papa's house" I told her. "Papa would eat the whole jar and flop around on the floor in a diabetic coma" Instead she got a six pack of Quaker oatmeal, smartie, chocolate covered death sticks which strangely, I was okay with. The Quaker guy on the box looks so friendly. After shopping we took the Rat dogs to Mundy Park, we were going to go to Como Lake after we picked up Christo. It was a beautiful day and there were so many dogs there today. Probably all the Teachers out  Pro D'ing their dog walking skills.
      Back at the house Bella asked if she could play in the yard. It was nice and warm and I could watch her from the office window so I let her. She asked me about the lawn and I pulled back a bit of dead grass and there were a couple of Chafer Beetle Grubs. Bella loves bugs. She's always turning over rocks and poking into places. By the time I was in the office Bella was in the sand box full of water. I don't care, the worst that could happen is she gets wet. I finished writing the blog except for the pictures but I had to go pick up Christo at noon. That was five minutes from now. Bella and the Rat dogs were in the truck and we were on the road in no time flat.
It's morning now and it stays as written.
      When we got to Preschool Christo was already at the lunch table. I got him packed up and into the truck and asked them "Do you want to got to Como Lake or go for lunch first. The Lake won out easily.

The parking lot was almost full. there was a steady stream of people walking the lake and dozens of dogs, both Rat and regular!

We spent an hour there and we only made it around once. There were geese to sneak up on

There were a lot of perfect throwing stones,


the slide in the playground was dry and slidey

The swingers were swinging

and there were so many dogs to say hello to I'm surprised we're still not there!
Rat dog convention
That's what fifteen degrees in January does for you.
      The kids wanted to go to McDonalds for lunch. Really they just want to go on the playground. They had burger, fries and chocolate milk. I had a coffee. The freakin place was nuts! Every parent who's kids were out of school, so the teachers could have a spa day, took them to Rotten Ronnie's for lunch. They are so loud! They run everywhere and apparently they can't run unless they screech as loud as possible with every step. Thirty minutes of this and I understand why some mothers eat their young.
They could use a few more cages!

      When we got home just after 2:00. We had a music session in the office. This was the first time I had shown Bella where the notes where on the keyboard. I used the chord program and called out the changes. Bella was playing the left hand and I was pecking out a melody. Christo had a drum and was keeping time very well. We switched and Bella understood the concept of patterns in no time moving around the keyboard and almost always staying in key.  We did this until the phone rang. Bella stayed and I could hear her changing the rhythms and the tones. When she was done with making music? Her and Christo went to play down in the Green Room. Christian was there to pick them up about 3:00.
      Just after 4:00 I got my Ho warning from the lovely Lisa. Not too bad, only a fourteen hour day.
I had stuff ready for dinner but when the Lovely Lisa walked through the door with the remnants of todays mixed grill, I wasn't too upset. I had Lamb, pork and chicken with a mixed greens and spinach salad.
Mixed Grill
The lovely Lisa was in bed by 5:30 with a 1:15 wake up call. I spent the evening flicking aimlessly through the hundreds of channels I never watch, never watching anything for more than a few minutes. Usually when they go to commercial, They've lost me.  By midnight I was nodding off so I shut down the TV and started today's blog. Though now it's actually yesterdays blog.

That's all I've got
Till Next time
Peace out Y'all



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