Got out of work early today but certainly not for the fun reasons. The wife's car decided to die at the library parking lot, where I'm sitting now, so I had to split from work to help jump the car. We couldn't get the stalled car to go to neutral (which I just solved thanks to my sidekick's internet and my car manual. It's called a "shift lock"), and then when we hooked up the car, we just weren't getting enough juice to get the stally going. So the wife took the working car to pick up Alex, and I'm sitting here in the gimpy car waiting for the chance of another jump. At least the stupid car isn't in park another. Thankfully we are taking a rental to vacation. Otherwise I would be having a major bovine right about now.

Bunk Bed

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My muscles are sore, my thumb is messed up, and I still have a wood splinter in my foot because of you. Damn bunk bed.

Screen cap from "Monster Camp"

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This is from Apple's trailer website, it's an indie film about World of Warcraft folks who go all out in their obsession. Anyway, I saw this and was surprised because I used to work with this guy and talk to him (still do when I see him.) Anyway, there's even a shot of him in his Freddy's monkey suit working in toys. He doesn't work there anymore.

Cats and their evil deeds

"Wilbur locked me in the bathroom," Zoe told me this morning.

"He didn't lock you in the bathroom," I reassured. "He can't reach it."

"No, yesterday," she added.

"Wilbur didn't lock you in the bathroom, he's just a cat."

"No, yesterday."

"Zoe, he doesn't have opposable thumbs, he has paws. Besides, the bathroom only locks from the inside, he can't lock you in from the outside."

"No," insisted Zoe. "Wilbur."

Weather affliction

I'm having rather mixed feelings about this bout of good weather. Word is its only supposed to last about three days, so we were trying to enjoy it as best as we can. Fate seems to think differently, starting with the whole two-day bunk-bed debacle. Its finally together, and I hope I never have to put another one together again. The sun may be a welcome change to the cold spring, but today's weather caused Alex to be drenched in sweat, bordering on heat exhaustion after spending only 15 minutes in the sun. As for me, the weather has crippled me and my allergies are wrecking havoc to my sinuses. I'm testy and snappy because I can barely breath, and with every sneeze I feel as if my heart might just give. I have no idea how I'll hold up in San Fran.

The sun was dulled by clouds for a while, so we did go outside to wash the Honda. It has been over a year since I've washed it, a far cry from my weekly washes I used to do pre-children. It looks so purty now.

During the trip out to Walmart I got myself a corded drill. I have a cordless drill and a cordless screwdriver already, but the problem with cordless tools are that they're never charged when you need them. And because of the nickel cadium batteries in them, they eventually lose the ability to hold a charge past a couple minutes, then you're back to torquing it with muscle. So now I can drill at will.

Bunk beds

Its been a little busy on my end of things, with weddings, work, and wacky kids all thrown into the mix. Right now I'm at Walmart picking up bunk beds that I bought online and had shipped to the store, and then will probably spend a couple hours at home, with parts strewn all over the floor.

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Well, here's the update. Drove 30 miles to Walmart only to find one of the pieces of wood was shattered, so we had to resort to plan B and got a second bunk bed from Freds. And because I started so late it didn't get finished, so the kids slept on half assembled, non-stacking beds last night. Hopefully I can get the beds done in a couple hours so that I can enjoy this nice weather for this weekend. So yeah, at Walmart right now returning the stupid thing.

Wedding Pics

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Click Here for the Wedding set on Flickr.

I swear I've eaten my weight in food this weekend. Yesterday we went to Azteca restaurant and had us some Mexican food, and the leftovers are still in the fridge. The kids were amply impressed with the restaurant, with Alex proclaiming that we were having a party. They saw a lot of faux mexican decor, which included a "weird sun", a "turkey", and "lots of guitars". I was just worried that alt some point Alex might decide as he's done before, that he can speak Spanish and start rambling off some gibberish. But they did have fun at the restaurant.

Today we went for Dim Sum, which is about the only time I consume any form of seafood on any scale. It was delicious as always, although at 68 bucks, it certainly was a bit extravagant for brunch. I've adopted my mother's instinct to finish food off of my kids' plates, so that we don't waste any food. Of course, I do have the gut to prove that no food has indeed be thrown out. I'm usually eating my share and scraps from my kids meals. I wonder what that makes me. Food recycler? Scrap finisher? Cheapskate?

So right now I'm in a food line at work, they are serving free food for Cinco de Mayo, and there's a two hour lunch, so I'm naturally behind that. The line seems to be picking up, so yippee.

We were taking a walk when Alex stepped onto the yellow sloped curb. He slipped and fell on one knee, but wasn't really hurt. So I told him not to step on the yellow part, which he ignored.

"Don't step on the yellow part, Alex. You'll slip and fall."

"And DIE," added Zoe.

"He's not going to die, " I reassured, while my wife is stifling her chuckles.

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