So I have been trying this blogging game for about a while now, and the articles I have read tell me to be patient. So when will I see all the traffic? Will I make any money? Unlikely I know. The first few blogs were simply test runs… so for those that are paying attention, Thank you. We will call those first few, my “pre-season”. From this point on, I promise, I am going to do my best.
So a little more about my writing skillz (z was on purpose)… I am no literary wizard, that is for sure. Here is another promise, I type what what my brain tells me. I just hope it comes out making sense. I hope my grammar isn’t too awful, so I will apologize in advance…
I look forward to having good blogging conversations with you, this is a two way street right?
Another good TRUE Story from my friend… I can’t make this stuff up!
For What Its Worth:
My son’s second tooth fell out while he was riding in the car with my wife. She told me that somehow he dropped it and neither of them could find it in the car so he was completely depressed about the whole thing. Most of his frustration was because after only getting $5 from that cheapo Tooth Fairy for his first tooth, he learned the hard way that $5 doesn’t get you very far at the toy store these days. We convinced him to save it until more teeth fall out so he can buy bigger. I have no proof of this, but I suspect he spent the following night punching himself in the face or picking fights at school because miraculously he lost tooth #2 within 24 hours of that conversation. Anyway, without a tooth to leave under the pillow he wouldn’t get paid. My wife put him in a warm bath to calm down and she went back to the car to look for the missing tooth but no luck. So, like any dedicated parent would do, Mom improvised. She went and got tooth #1 which had been taken by the fairy the night before and brought it inside proclaiming that she found tooth #2! He didn’t suspect anything so Mom was a hero that night. He cashed in the tooth so now he’s got $8 in his tooth treasury.
Last week my son lost his first two baby teeth. This gave us two chances to wow him with a surprise from the Tooth Fairy (rumored to be Santa Clause’s mistress). The whole thing caught my wife and I by surprise. We didn’t have a game plan on how to actually set up the tooth drop off and subsequent money exchange. For Christmas each year we set out cookies and milk, make sure we leave ADA compliant egress to the fireplace and put our son to sleep. As soon as he’s sleeping we take a few bites of cookies, drink the glass of milk down to half, and pile the gifts under the tree. Since this was our family’s first tooth fairy operation, there was bound to be complications. Like, for example, what if you put the tooth in a tiny container under his pillow and somehow forget to make the money drop? How do you deal with a kid who wakes up crying because that old witch-fairy didn’t bother to visit? Or, for example, what if the tooth is lost before it can be buried under the pillow? How do you deal with a kid who bursts into tears because he’s not going to have anything to offer the Tooth Witch? Yes, both those things happened to us last week. How would you handle those situations? Would you tell him it was going to be OK, distract him with something else and let him realize that life goes on? Or would you take some heroic measures to maintain the fantasy and preserve his childhood innocence? You guessed it, we took the heroic route to save that Tooth Witch’s reputation. Continue reading →
A continuation from a new series titled “For What Its Worth”. Comes to us from my good friend and father of an energetic 5 year old son. See his other posts from the For What Its Worth.
I recently collaborated with my good friend to refine a recipe for perfect homemade chicken wings. As we went back and forth with messages on how we were tweaking the recipe to perfection, it occurred to me how rare this was. Two men, as heterosexual as they come, sharing kitchen secrets? I reflected on this and realized that the problem is societal. Its perfectly normal for Moms to teach daughters how to cook and bake. Grandmothers pass on generations of accumulating expertise and recipes. Its not as socially acceptable for boys to put on an apron. Beyond the gas and charcoal grills Dads rarely embrace their role in the kitchen. A chef is another story, but to see a man comfortable in a household kitchen is still a novelty in our culture today. My wife is unapologetic about not cooking so for 10 years of living together I have ALWAYS been the one preparing the meals for dinner guests and family gathering. Even after 10 years, I still can count on people being amazed that I know how to boil pasta much less make a chicken roaster, sautéed filet of salmon or cookies from scratch. In this series I plan to share not only recipes I’ve developed, but also techniques that might help you improve results on some of your staple dishes.