Hockey talk...

So I have had the same group of friends for the past 8 years or so. Granted I have only met a handful of them in person, and most are just email addresses, but we talk daily. We have little games we post, and there are rules. I cannot even begin to explain the trifecta rules, but the basis is when famous people die, they die in threes. So based on their contributions to the arts, or science or whatever they are IN or OUT. Yeah, it can get confusing.

I lead off with trifecta talk to curve it back around to The Dallas Stars. We have a saying, TMFCCBHB

"The Mother F***#%& Cup Comes Back Home Brutha"

Well, after the first 3 games with Detroit, the Stars are on the ropes. They have been out matched in all catagories except Heart.

So the cup may come back here, but it might be next year. One hell of a season though. And they could force 7 games, and have a shot, and if they do, I might be a trifecta entry myself

Traffic in the sky

So this morning going to school, the weather did not want to cooperate. It was raining buckets, thunder, lightening, and black skies. As the boy and I were driving to his school, about half a mile or so away, we had to endure the Texas idiots that believe water falling from the sky is a sure sign that Jesus is coming back, RIGHT. THIS. INSTANT.

So as we sit still on the main road between the Casa and the school, we are listening to music, watching the rain, and talking about his two favorite subjects of late, Indiana Jones and Power Rangers-Jungle Fury.

Suddenly, he reaches over, and pulls the gearshift straight back, dropping it into the lowest possible gear. I guess I came a little unglued, as I could see him shifting gears as mom was rolling, throwing it into reverse or park and causing a huge wreck. I not so calmly explained to him that he should NEVER touch anything in the car unless he was sitting in the drivers seat.

He looked at me, not quite used to me raising my voice to him, especially in the mornings, and said:

"What? I just wanted to go faster. I am tired of sitting here!"

I had to restrain the laughter, but I made it.

And away we go

So I have been hearing all the stories about "mommy blogging" lately and it got me to thinking. Those women are way too lucky. They can save a fortune on therapy by writing about the everyday stuff that happens in their family life. So I figure I have enough stuff to share, so I will.

I am a normal dad. I watch baseball and hockey, pretend to know about the NFL, and drink beer. I bought my son a baseball glove, get his hair cut almost military short, and get a sense of pride when he wants to look at Marvel comics.

However I guess you could say I am not a normal husband, because I do a majority of the cooking, cleaning, and when needed, dye and cut my wife's hair. I watch a lot of DIY and Discovery Home, and actually enjoy the shows where a team comes in and cleans your house, and redesigns it. In fact, I keep hoping they will show up here, but have my doubts. I enjoy shopping at stores like Linens and Things, The Container Store, and looking at paint colors.

So with all that in mind, don't judge too harshly when I put things down here. I am not doing this for any other reason that to have reference materials when CPS shows up. Oh and I might use it as a reminder that I want dark brown leather sofas, not black.