Thursday, February 5, 2009
My background is gay - okay
My wife made me put valentine-ish background junk on the blog so deal. It is only one month - I can survive.
Some Cell Phone Pics
I went to the park today with the kids to kill some time cuz it was beautiful. I am talking about 70 degrees with a light breeze - Nice! Anyway, I was playing with my cell phone camera and some pics came out pretty good, what do you think?
New Pets - Bugsy and Ellaphant (Ella)
Ok, so Hannah had her annual Kindergarten field trip the other day. We went to a dairy farm out in east Mesa. It was actually pretty interesting. I learned that they put these big magnets in the cows stomachs and because cows stomach and because cow's stomachs process from bottom to top the magnet just sits there. Then when the cow eats a screw or something (which is common because of where they get their food) that something which could possibly kill the cow sticks to the magnet and disintegrates in the cow's stomach acid - leaving the magnet to strike again. Anyway, they had a petting zoo with some cute rabbits, chickens and stuff. Check out a few photos and then we will refocus on the point of my story.
Ok, back to the point. Seing all these animals - if you didn't know Lisa and I are suckers for animals - made me want to get some rabbits. So, after I picked Hannah up from school we went to the AZ Humane Society. We didn't find any rabbits that we were particularly in love with but we did find two Guinea Pigs. They are sisters and were turned in because the owners didn't have enough time for them. Well I bartered a deal (2nd one half off) to keep'em together (sshhh we don't want the Cavies to find out one of them cost less than the other-could cause some issues-they are supposedely very emotional creatures). Anyway, Hannah and I became the proud owners of two sister Cavies. First is Bugsy (because she looks just like Bugsy on "Bedtime Stories"). Minus the CGI (Computer-generated imagery) huge eyes - ofcourse.
Then we have Ellaphant (Ella for short). I think we got that name from Little Bill unless it is just a coincidence that he also has a Cavy named Ellaphant. She isn't so ugly in real life (don't tell Hannah I said that - she thinks she is beautiful - only a mothers love!).
Well, of course I couldn't just go buy some dumb cage!! I had to build one. So I crafted a two level cage with a removable tray lined with galvanized steel. The ramp up to the second story is not shown in the picture but I am sure you can imagine how awesome it is!
Put it all together and you have got two very happy Cavy Sisters enjoying some yummy timothy hay.
Oh, and just a note. Part of the Cavy deal was that Hannah and Hallie clean the cage . . . . . .uuhhhmmm . . . . . Yeah - that has worked out really well-NOT! But, at least they keep them well fed along with all the other rodents in their room!
Ok, back to the point. Seing all these animals - if you didn't know Lisa and I are suckers for animals - made me want to get some rabbits. So, after I picked Hannah up from school we went to the AZ Humane Society. We didn't find any rabbits that we were particularly in love with but we did find two Guinea Pigs. They are sisters and were turned in because the owners didn't have enough time for them. Well I bartered a deal (2nd one half off) to keep'em together (sshhh we don't want the Cavies to find out one of them cost less than the other-could cause some issues-they are supposedely very emotional creatures). Anyway, Hannah and I became the proud owners of two sister Cavies. First is Bugsy (because she looks just like Bugsy on "Bedtime Stories"). Minus the CGI (Computer-generated imagery) huge eyes - ofcourse.
Then we have Ellaphant (Ella for short). I think we got that name from Little Bill unless it is just a coincidence that he also has a Cavy named Ellaphant. She isn't so ugly in real life (don't tell Hannah I said that - she thinks she is beautiful - only a mothers love!).
Well, of course I couldn't just go buy some dumb cage!! I had to build one. So I crafted a two level cage with a removable tray lined with galvanized steel. The ramp up to the second story is not shown in the picture but I am sure you can imagine how awesome it is!
Put it all together and you have got two very happy Cavy Sisters enjoying some yummy timothy hay.
Oh, and just a note. Part of the Cavy deal was that Hannah and Hallie clean the cage . . . . . .uuhhhmmm . . . . . Yeah - that has worked out really well-NOT! But, at least they keep them well fed along with all the other rodents in their room!
Hayydn; What a Stud!
So, Hayydn can now eat food, or at least get it all over his face (as you can see below). Although, I have to say that when Daddy feeds Hayydn there is no food all over his face! But, I am not tyring to insinuate that anybody is a better feeder than anybody else, just different - right? :D
Ok, so we are pretty excited about Hayydn's introduction into the solid-ish food world (although it is weird that his favorite is prunes?? I can't say i understand that one). Anyway, it is ironic that he can now eat solid foods because he also learned how to hold his own bottle - consistantly (meaning for a whole bottle). So, what I am saying is that now that he can feed himself - uhhh he doesn't really get much solid food - which is labor intensive. :D (At least until Mom comes home).
Oh, the pillows are because he is a roly-poly-oly! Whatever happened to that cartoon?? And by Roly-poly-oly I don't mean his luvable fat rolls. We have been working on those for a while with some push-ups. We try to do about 50 a day. See below.
Nice form, if you ask me.
MAKE THE PAIN STOP! IT BURNS, IT BURNS! (at least that is what I think he is saying? :)
Ok, so we are pretty excited about Hayydn's introduction into the solid-ish food world (although it is weird that his favorite is prunes?? I can't say i understand that one). Anyway, it is ironic that he can now eat solid foods because he also learned how to hold his own bottle - consistantly (meaning for a whole bottle). So, what I am saying is that now that he can feed himself - uhhh he doesn't really get much solid food - which is labor intensive. :D (At least until Mom comes home).
Oh, the pillows are because he is a roly-poly-oly! Whatever happened to that cartoon?? And by Roly-poly-oly I don't mean his luvable fat rolls. We have been working on those for a while with some push-ups. We try to do about 50 a day. See below.
Nice form, if you ask me.
MAKE THE PAIN STOP! IT BURNS, IT BURNS! (at least that is what I think he is saying? :)
Blogs and Journals as Affected by OCD :)
A lot of people say their blog is their journal or that blogging is a lot like journal writing. Well, although their are some marked differences between blogs and journals (or there should be) I would definitely have to agree on at least one point, My journal entries all start with 'well I haven't written in a while . . . ' and all of my blog entries seem to be craving to follow that same theme. Of course, this is probably because I am inherently slothful, lazy, couch potato-y, or perhaps because I am addicted to tivo'ed episodes of just about every night-time drama on television. BUT, because this is my blog and I am writing it I would like to say that the recent void of any blogging entries on my blog is because of my uncontrollable OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder).
Unfortunately, I have OCD in many aspects of my life. But the one I want to bore you with today is what I call my 'Sylar OCD' (as in Sylar from Heroes) If you are not familiar with Sylar and Heroes here is a good link to learn a little about Sylar. Anyway, Sylar's ability is that he can understand how things work and then reproduce them (i.e. others' special powers). Now before you go off thinking that I think that I am a superhero with special powers (or to be more correct a super villain) remember this is just an example something analogous to my OCD, so cool it, I am not saying that I have super powers (at least not openly anyway). The point is that I feel like I understand how things work. Now, whether or not I really do understand how things work or not is unimportant, the compelling issue is that I feel like I do. Unfortunately, I feel like I understand what makes any particular thing perfect and I have an irresistible and insatiable desire to produce that perfection (at least as I envision it (after-all perfection is only relative - right?)). I know, I know, you are thinking 'but Torel, nothing you do is even close to perfection?' This is true, but let me explain. Here is a small window into what I would consider a perfect blog - daily entries including my own personal thoughts and feelings on most of my individual activities well documented by enlightening photos of what I am describing. In addition I wish i could include for each of my kids, pictures and entries of the many cute, special, and memorable things they do everyday. Plus, my blog would not be perfect without some type of spiritual reflection (after-all that is the why behind everything I do). I am sure there is much more I would want to include if I really thought about it. And, thus far this discussion has only been content driven. You see I wouldn't want to settle for these run of the mill Blog sites via blogspot.com. No way!, I would have to design my own individual and special website! (which I actually can do - just in case you were wondering) But that is a whole other laundry list of tasks and time consuming responsibilities. And i can't jus post any photos, they have to be fixed and cropped. So, I think that is enough to show what I am facing, now multiply that times everything i do (since you all know exactly how much I like to pretend to do :), if not just ask my wife :)). It is impossible! Half of the time i am just not skilled enough, or have the necessary skill sets, to pull off what I envision as perfection. But, even if I was skilled enough (and remember the other half of the time-if my math is correct-I do have the skills to achieve perfection), the time to do such tasks is non-existent - at least without cutting off everything else in my life. So, I agonizingly settle for mediocrity, sometimes less. I say agonizingly, because it is quite painful to never accomplish what your inner-self is screaming at you as totally obtainable. So why not just do less, or focus on fewer tasks with a higher level of accomplishment in each. Sorry, that is just as excruciating. The fact that I forget to take the garbage out every once in a while seems much more excusable now doesn't it? (rhetorical question - please don't answer-especially all you gals out there - guys, if you are on my side - go ahead).
So, close your eyes and picture the most outstanding and perfect blog - then open your eyes and pretend that is what you see and keep reading. Trust me, delusions, if you entertain them long enough can become reality! SIDE-NOTE: Perhaps that is the easiest way for me to achieve perfection - by causing everyone else to delusional-ly consider what I do perfect?? That is worth looking into but Hayydn is awake and he is just to darn cute to ignore.
Unfortunately, I have OCD in many aspects of my life. But the one I want to bore you with today is what I call my 'Sylar OCD' (as in Sylar from Heroes) If you are not familiar with Sylar and Heroes here is a good link to learn a little about Sylar. Anyway, Sylar's ability is that he can understand how things work and then reproduce them (i.e. others' special powers). Now before you go off thinking that I think that I am a superhero with special powers (or to be more correct a super villain) remember this is just an example something analogous to my OCD, so cool it, I am not saying that I have super powers (at least not openly anyway). The point is that I feel like I understand how things work. Now, whether or not I really do understand how things work or not is unimportant, the compelling issue is that I feel like I do. Unfortunately, I feel like I understand what makes any particular thing perfect and I have an irresistible and insatiable desire to produce that perfection (at least as I envision it (after-all perfection is only relative - right?)). I know, I know, you are thinking 'but Torel, nothing you do is even close to perfection?' This is true, but let me explain. Here is a small window into what I would consider a perfect blog - daily entries including my own personal thoughts and feelings on most of my individual activities well documented by enlightening photos of what I am describing. In addition I wish i could include for each of my kids, pictures and entries of the many cute, special, and memorable things they do everyday. Plus, my blog would not be perfect without some type of spiritual reflection (after-all that is the why behind everything I do). I am sure there is much more I would want to include if I really thought about it. And, thus far this discussion has only been content driven. You see I wouldn't want to settle for these run of the mill Blog sites via blogspot.com. No way!, I would have to design my own individual and special website! (which I actually can do - just in case you were wondering) But that is a whole other laundry list of tasks and time consuming responsibilities. And i can't jus post any photos, they have to be fixed and cropped. So, I think that is enough to show what I am facing, now multiply that times everything i do (since you all know exactly how much I like to pretend to do :), if not just ask my wife :)). It is impossible! Half of the time i am just not skilled enough, or have the necessary skill sets, to pull off what I envision as perfection. But, even if I was skilled enough (and remember the other half of the time-if my math is correct-I do have the skills to achieve perfection), the time to do such tasks is non-existent - at least without cutting off everything else in my life. So, I agonizingly settle for mediocrity, sometimes less. I say agonizingly, because it is quite painful to never accomplish what your inner-self is screaming at you as totally obtainable. So why not just do less, or focus on fewer tasks with a higher level of accomplishment in each. Sorry, that is just as excruciating. The fact that I forget to take the garbage out every once in a while seems much more excusable now doesn't it? (rhetorical question - please don't answer-especially all you gals out there - guys, if you are on my side - go ahead).
So, close your eyes and picture the most outstanding and perfect blog - then open your eyes and pretend that is what you see and keep reading. Trust me, delusions, if you entertain them long enough can become reality! SIDE-NOTE: Perhaps that is the easiest way for me to achieve perfection - by causing everyone else to delusional-ly consider what I do perfect?? That is worth looking into but Hayydn is awake and he is just to darn cute to ignore.
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