bah humbug, see you next year.

when i first saw the movie the exorcist i thought the vomit launch scene was over the top, you know with the rest of the film being so believable and all.

but now that i have my own children that scene seems pedestrian to a day in the life with kids.

i made a mid-week post to ethan’s gallery to make up for having missed the past two weeks.

for those who wondered, it was 40+ gigabytes of family and travel photos i have taken over the past five years, not a porn collection.

i thought i liked digital photos until i spent the past week sorting through 40+ gigabytes of pictures…

its scary how much nature dictates the character of a child. then again i don’t know if i take much comfort in nurture giving them much of a shot either.

from the father knows best archive:

ethan, that slow burning annoyance with everyone in the house is the joy of being a family.

get out of my mailbox captain! i know your in there, i haven’t seen an application in my name since september 19th…

with the fury of a thousand suns i hate christmas…

except that my mom makes this:

English Toffee

1 package choc chips
2 sticks of butter (not margarine)
1 cup of sugar
1/4 cup water
1 tbsp dk corn syrup
1 cup chopped walnuts

• Melt butter in iron skillet
• Add sugar, water and syrup
• Cook over medium heat stirring constantly until brown. (the secret
  is to cook it long enough – texture should be near stiff and color
  dark brown)
• Pour into a 9×13 buttered pan (toffee should be about a 1/4 inch thick)
• Spread immediately with chocolate chips
• Smooth melted chips with knife
• Add nuts
• Refrigerate and break into pieces when cooled

i’ve observed with natalie that she believes every late night call is to announce someone’s death, being five minutes late means you’ve probably been in a fatal car crash and every runny nose is some exotic terminal illness.

granted, she came about this ailment honestly – when she was a late teen half her relatives died in brief two year period. just don’t be surprised if there is an ambulance or police car in our driveway if your a few minutes late.

its a good thing i took ‘code of conduct’ training yesterday because a few minutes later a friend was trying to entice me in to talking about porn via instant message. bait, that usually, i’m always receptive to taking.

natalie brought home pink mittens with sequins for ethan to take to school and then looked at me funny when i asked how many times she wanted him to get his ass kicked on the playground.