Saturday, December 23, 2006
Kids & Santa
No Marines this time to keep Jude from seeing Santa.
The line was long, but Amy had the brilliant idea of grabbing Happy Meals and eating in line. It was easier than you'd think and when the food was done the kids had a little toy to keep 'em occupied.
Merry Christmas Everyone!
Friday, December 22, 2006
Merry Christmas
Hello Friends and Family!
I was able to get out a number of Christmas Cards, but not nearly as many as I would have liked. I realize every year how few addresses I actually have written down. I found myself getting addresses from the envelopes of folks who sent us Christmas cards first (the ones who planned and sent them out early, unlike myself).
Anyway, please forgive me if you didn't get a card.
Love and Peace to all of you, and a sincere hope for an excellent 2007!
~ The Smiths
Monday, December 11, 2006
The Tooth-Fairy
Can't believe how big he is getting. [sigh]
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Santa vs a Marine
Before Amy and I started dating, Amy's brother, Eric, died while in the Marines. In fact, Jude's name is in honor to him as Eric's middle name was Jude. Jude knows him only by a few pictures and many of those pictures are of him in his dress uniform. Obviously, everytime he sees a Marine he says they look like Uncle Eric.
Anyway, this afternoon we head out for Kohl's for some shopping. In the lot, a truck for toys for tots is there. We decide to pick up some toys to donate and go over to see the Marines. It was a nice little set-up: Santa was there, someone was taking poloroids of the kids with Santa and giving them out for free, an elf making balloons for the kids, a little train making laps around the parking lot and a couple Marines in their dress uniforms receiving the donated toys. Kerrigan wants to go see Santa while Jude was a bit shy and didn't want to. A woman took a poloroid of Kerrigan giving a hug to Santa so I asked Jude if he wanted a picture with a Marine instead, to which he smiled and said 'yes.' The Marines were great and were so nice to Jude and took a great picture with him. They said it was the first time a kid wanted to be with them rather than Santa.
Amy cried and Santa let out a comical comment about getting passed up for a Marine, to which we all laughed. Jude may not know how special that moment was right now, but I'm glad we got a picture. It's something Amy and I will never forget.
Miss you, Rick. As far as I'm concerned this is a picture of Jude with you.
Merry Christmas.
Friday, December 01, 2006
Nearly 11 years ago...
In a few days, Amy and I will have been together for 11 years. I'm looking at her right now as she's asleep on the couch and she's as amazing now as when I first met her... no, more so! I am so grateful for her and wish I could be with her another 90... then another 900!
Below is the card I had given her then. It was blank, so I created a story to go with the cover. It barely fit, but I remember how fun it was making that story up.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in the countryside in a small house. He occasionally would play in the trees surrounding his house, or perhaps walk along the stream that slowly stirred down the rolling hills.
"Although he was a content boy and happy, there was a world of emptiness inside. He had the trees to play in and his friends, the rabbits, but there was a pain and loneliness deep in his still heart that even the deer and butterflies couldn't fill.
"There was no color in his world. The boy had never seen color before; at least not in the rich, full color that comes from true joy that you or I may see. One day he saw a small puff of pink and splash of bright blue while he'd been laughing and playing with the rabbits. He stopped laughing and looked at the sky in awe at the new sight, but it had faded away as quickly as it had come. Questioningly, the boy sighed and sadly plopped down beside a tree and cried, thinking about the wonderful thing that had lit up the sky for a sweet moment.
"That afternoon, just before his mother was about to call him in for dinner, he was wading his feet in his favorite part of the stream, looking for playful fish or perhaps a smooth-sparkly rock he could skip. His child-like eyes widened as he sighted a conch shell propped up against a large rock at the bottom of the stream.
"A shell? he thought. In my stream?
"He knew that conch shells only came from the magic places his father would tell him about during his bed-time stories, but he never thought he'd see one. Especially in his stream.
"He excitedly rolled up his sleeve and dipped his small hand into the cold water. His heart welled with tears as he picked up the wonderful, colorful shell. Colors of every kind danced and flowed over the surface of the shell and as he looked inside there was a pool of color so deep and wide, so deep and bright that he thought it was heaven. As he was holding the shiny shell, it began to change; it became a beautiful brush. He himself began to change as he took on the very colors the brush was radiating. On the opposite side of the stream was the ladder his father had left where he'd been picking apples before he had gone back to the house. The boy ran to it, brush in hand, and climbed to the very top of the ladder. Stretching his arms out and smiling as wide as the sky, color as beaming and as beautiful as his wildest dreams shot from the brush across the dull sky. It was amazing.
"In that blanket of color, the boy saw a girl as radiant as the rainbow itself and he reached out for her. She came to him smiling.
"Soon the whole land was filled with the rainbow's radiance and the two sat together with their feet wading in the stream's brisk-blue water.
"He never heard his mother call for him, for he had found his friend. His heart was now alive and he felt it beat for the first time.
"He was with Amy.
xxoo
3 Oct 97 Happy 1 year & 10 months!
D.
Happy 11 years since we started dating, Ames.
I'm still holding that brush. You and the kids give me so much life and the color you paint my world leaves me open-mouthed. I am so grateful for you. I love you.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Happy Thanksgiving!
Hope you had a great Thanksgiving. Given our recent extended travels, we stayed at home for this holiday and had an amazing dinner for two here at the house (the kids had PB&J). Amy's cooking is top-notch! Friends of ours came over for dessert later in the day and that was great as well, albeit it didn't end well. Thier daughter, Chloe, took a tumble down our brick steps on their way out and she got a good scrape on her upper cheek and a nasty bump on her forehead. We drove to the closest hospital in cased she was concussed. They called a short time ago to let us know she is fine, but a possibility that she may have slightly fractured her cheek. Just glas she's okay...
Only a few weeks till Christmas!
Monday, November 13, 2006
In Elyria, OH
Camp Randall in Madison
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Friday, November 03, 2006
Fun in Wisconsin
I have tons of pictures I hope to upload soon. I probably won't be able to get them up till I get back home but I'm sure the two or three of you reading this won't mind the wait.
A few highlights of our trip so far...
* We received a frantic call from our next door neighbor in Raleigh while at my mom's house. We had given her a key to our house just in case, and she had thought to turn on some lights in the house... what we forgot to tell her was that we have an alarm system on the house, so when she called all I could hear was the alarm. Amy and I were cracking up, I felt bad. I told her the pass code and I could hear her fumbling with the buttons while the alarm is blaring. I'm not doing the story justice, but it was pretty funny. I don't think she turned on the lights.
* Amy and I went to the Packers game this last Sunday when they played the Cardinals. What a blast. Green Bay won, Brett Favre did his first ever Lambeau Leap, we had brats with sour kraut and beer, and just had an all around excellent time.
* Not only was I able to go to a Packer game, tomorrow I'm going to a Wisconsin Badgers game in Madison, where they'll be playing Penn State! Sweeeet.
Lots of other great stuff as well. Getting to see my family, mom is having a great time with the kids... just a really great time.
Pictures to come soon.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Essay on the Goodness of Cigars
A friend of mine, Byron, sent this to me for no reason at all... It's brilliant. Enjoy.
People always ask me,
Byron, do you have dreams?
Sure I've got dreams. Who doesn't? I have a dream of my beautiful little offspring looking up to me with those big inquisitive eyes and asking me,
Daddy, did you ever get to go to the Annual High Roller Open Invitational?
I'd smile, one of those proud, tear-fighting, cocksure smiles when a parent finally knows that their little baby has started growing and begun understanding the important things in life. It would be a smile for a question to which I knew the answer. I'd crouch down down humbly with endearment and reply with a shaky voice,
I was an Original. I was at the 1st Annual High Roller Open Invitational.
Time would go by and I would find my little bundle of joy peeking into the awe-inspiring chest of leathery wooded canes of enigmatic eminence. Little did that child appreciate the root aprehension to which they would find peace, meditation, and the preternatural assuagement that is found in these shafts of smoke. We'd drift about, conversing about the more important things in life - Golf, the Dodgers, Supply-Chain Management, Daddy's ol' Thug Life in Inglewood. My excited little rugrat would ask me about the important things in life,
Daddy, what's a full-body cigar? Daddy, where do cigar's come from? Daddy, don't cigar's cause cancer?
No, child, cigarettes cause cancer. God smiles and kicks his feet up every time the crisp midnight air is scortched by a flame harmonizing with with tightly wrapped tobacco leaves. No, no, cigarettes, marijuana, and crystal meth, these are the things that cause cancer. Cigar's are natural; from the earth.
I'd show that little tyke how to take a long draw, straight to the dome. Without inhaling, I'd show that squirt how to maximize the heavy cloud to that which can only be compared to a nuclear fallout. This one's lucky because they'd be observing a man that earned the name Cheech by some of the greatest men alive. Without missing a beat, that whippersnapper would anxiously reach for a their own mind-opening experience and unveil the joy that can be so hard to describe.
The emotional animation derived from the hyper zealous desperation to learn more explodes with a thirst for wisdom that can only be snared through snipets of advice of the child's father. The kid will inquire further; on past the shallow surface that was scratched in our short saunter,
Daddy, what's the best kind of stogie? How do you put the hole in it? How long does it last?
I'll snicker to myself as I patiently lay out the technique for caring for a spicey Monte Cristo No. 2 that excites your palet with an impressive aroma. My little beginner would come to know the basics of cutting or punching the tip, and it's important to learn from a veteran smoker. A couple of quick puffs to get it started, then taking in a long stream of goodness, I'd watch my seed grow into a leader of understanding. Most would call me an extremist; a bit too hard pressed to get a light. I'm sorry folks, it's in my nature, I don't choose to be a High Roller. The same reason that a midget uses the short urinal in the john. He doesn't want to use the little one, but he's not gonna pretend to be something he's not and get a stool for the big person stall. He uses it because he belongs there. It's where I belong.
Keep Smokin',
BTrain
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Me with the Richard Petty car
Yesterday was a very cool day. I won a free pass to the Richard Petty Driving Experience at the Lowe's Motor Speedway in Charlotte, NC. Since Dave & Tari live there, the kids and I drove there the night before and stayed with them. They were also able to come to the track and watch.
So here's the deal as described on the website: "Your hands are on the wheel, your foot is on the gas, and you're in the driver's seat for 8 laps around the speedway in a 358 cubic inch V-8 NASCAR style racecar that roars with 600 horsepower. Prior to driving, students will go through 2 elements of safety and instruction training, in-car and on-track instruction. After driving like the "King", students will receive a graduation packet that includes a time sheet with a breakdown of each lap driven." Sweeeeeeeet. It was all that and a big ol' bag of Spicy Habanero Dorito chips.
Even though I started slow (only 110MPH or so) I got it up to 135MPH and finished among the top of our 30 person group! The way it works is that you are alone in the car (I got to drive in Kasey Kahne's #9 car) and must follow a pace car; no other racers go at the same time as you and the pace car, otherwise there would be a ton of accidents.
So I'm harnessed up in the car, turn the engine on and it growls. I am by no means a race car guy, in fact they said Micheal Waltrip was there, but I had no idea who that was so I missed a signature opportunity... Anyway, the engine is rumbling like 50 Harley-Davidsons, so I goose the gas just to hear it. All I can say is that if I hadn't gone to the bathroom before the race, I may have in that car. That car Roared! All you can do is grin, nod your head and say, "Yessir, 600 horsepower, thank you very much."
Right after that the pace car pulled in front of me and then took off... my pit guy gave me the 'GO' and I was off. First gear hummed till I was pushing 2500RPM as I was hitting turn-1. I was in third before I hit turn-2 and dropped it into fourth as I hit the first straight-away. I wasn't keeping up with the pace car for the first two laps and the flag-guy kept signalling me to get the lead-out. By the third lap, I was getting to feel more comfortable hitting those turns at 100+MPH and dropped the hammer. My score chart they gave us said my average MPH was 118.75 and that my top speed was 135 with a lap time of 45.47 seconds on a 1.5 mile track.
I wish I could have propped up a camera or something in the car while I was racing because that was incredible! I am very fortunate that it was free because I don't know if I could have dropped $400, but I can tell you I'd be temped to just to do it again!
I'll try to drop some more pictures here later.
Zoom-Zoom
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Heading to Lambeau Field
Thanks, Amy. You are the best!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Wendy's Cannot Do Breakfast
Wendy's should stick with burgers.
When I saw that Wendy's was finally going to break down and serve breakfast, I was pleased. I like Wendy's if I'm on the road and in the mood for a good burger, I'd keep an eye out for ol' Wendy before hitting the golden arches or the more expensive Hardee's.
However, when the day finally came when I had an opportunity to check out how Wendy's breakfast could stack up next to BK & McD's, I was severely disappointed.
I ordered a southwest egg sandwich combo. The hash rounds are nearly identical to BK, and the coffee was alright. The sandwich left a lot to be desired though.
A few weeks later, I decided to go back and give it another go. This time I ordered an omlette dipper meal. They looked like large hash rounds, but with egg on the inside. Seemed like a good idea when I ordered them. They tasted like wet sand. I took a second bite, convincing myself that I wasn't going to waste it. I ended up not taking a third. Never again.
Sorry Wendy's. You're burgers rock, but leave breakfast to the other guys.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Richmond Church 10-Year Anniversary
Yesterday, we were able to drive up to Richmond, VA for church. Why would we drive 3 hours to go to church you ask? It was the church's 10-year anniversary; Amy and I had been on the team that went there to plant the church back in '96. We got to see a lot of old friends, some of whom we hadn't seen since we had move from there.
In the picture, we are with old friends, Ruben and Barbara Marbury and their three daughters. Soraya is next to Ruben, Krista is next to Amy, and Bryana is in front of Barbara. We were only in Richmond for only six or seven months when we moved with Ruben and Barbara to Cleveland to help with a church up there.
Before I even met Amy, she was good friends with the Marbury's. She would nanny for Krista when she was just a baby. It's because of them that Amy and I are together. Ruben has been like a father, brother and best friend to me and I am so grateful for their friendship to Amy and I through the years.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Friends from out of town
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Kerrigan's Birthday
Well, last week was Kerrigan's birthday and she got to spend it in the hospital.
Last Friday she started throwing up and throughout the day it didn't get any better. By that night, Amy had had enough and took her to the ER. Her tummy was tender, so they suspected for a moment that it may be appendicitis (sp?). They ended up staying until Sunday afternoon. By the end of it, they just guessed it was a nasty little virus. Poor girl.
She got a new bike, helmet and knee & elbow pads when she got home though.
Happy Birthday, Kerrigan!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Bio Project
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Packers Wallpaper contest # 3
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Miami Dolphins Wallpaper
Monday, August 14, 2006
Packers wallpaper 02
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Packers Desktop Contest
Monday, August 07, 2006
Jude & Kerrigan on 'Cars'
Can't remember if I've mentioned this, but the kids are absolutely in love with all things 'Cars' by Pixar. As a treat, I thought I'd surprise Jude and Kerrigan with a little picture of them with their favorites... I put it on the computer's desktop, so they saw it right away this morning. They were so excited to be 'riding' on King and Sally!
If any of you happened to get the McDonald's happy meal cars and have extra or don't mind parting with them, we missed Lightning McQueen, Ramone, Fillmore & Sally. We have extra Mater & Doc if you're up for a trade as well.
KaChow!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
Polar Bears
With Amy in Dallas till Wednesday, I took Monday off work and thought I'd take the kids to the NC Zoo in Asheboro. I've posted images before of a previous trip, but that was the 'African' side of the zoo. Today, we went to the 'North American' side.
It was pushing 100 degrees by the time we got there, so we weren't expecting too much activity from the animals. I was initially proved right when we went past the lounging kangaroos & wallabies, both sacked out in the shade. We strolled over to the sea lions and got a small treat. A family of three were playing and the kids were fired up.
Right next to the sea lions were the Polar Bears; honestly, I was not expecting much. I've seen Polar Bear exibits before at a few zoos and those big northerners don't take kindly to warm weather, especially a day like today. As you can see from the pictures, I was quite mistaken. They were all about having fun. From the upper observation deck, we could see a few of them playing in the water, so we went down to where you could view them from below. I wish I could post all the shots I took. Absolutely AMAZING. I've never seen anything like it. A couple of them were playing right up against the glass. The coolest part was that we were the first ones down there, and when one of the bears saw us, they stopped and he wanted to play with us. He grabbed a little rubber washer toy he had and kept pressing it up to the glass like he wanted to play 'catch' or something. It was really incredible.
The pictures don't even do the size of this thing justice either. Their paws alone seemed as large as my torso. This went on for about 10-15 minutes until it appeared he wanted to go back and play with the other bear. Jude and kerrigan were beside themselves. The only thing that suprised me more than the bears was the kids nerves. They weren't scared or intimidated at all. They were right up on the glass wanting to get as close as possible.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Burrito Eating Contest Results
There were waves of contestants. The first wave had five eaters, the second wave also had five and the third wave had four. I was in the third one. The guy on the furthest left, Marc (to my right), is my boss at work.
I didn't stand a chance. The first wave's winner ate all three burritos in 5 min 2 sec. The second wave's winner ate all three in 4 min 22 sec! The winner of my wave won in a marathon 8 min 30 sec!! Marc,was a bite shy of winning our round. I got through the first one on pace with everyone, but I couldn't keep it up. Those black beans were killing me! Hard and gritty, they were tough to swallow without much water. Especially since 'chewing' was at most optional. Once I ran out of water, I gave up.
I ended up eating only 1-1/2 burritos when it was all said and done. I took the third one home and ate at for dinner.
I'm full... I'm going to go take a nap.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Jude's first day of school
Last Monday was Jude's first day of Kindergarten. He has had such a great time and loves school very much.
If you're wondering why he's staring school in July, it because it is a year-round school. Very good actually; 9 weeks on, 3 weeks off for the whole year. Not bad. Seems to be a great system and much of Raleigh is on this schedule.
On Thursday, we had a meet the teacher night at his school already. We all went together and got to meet his friends from class, their parents and Jude's teachers.
When I saw this picture, I couldn't help but think of the picture of my first day of school. I'll post that one when I find it.
Still, it was a great time!