Thursday, March 30, 2006

Howard's New Ride !

My step dad, Howard, runs the Royal Historic Flight in England. For those not "in the know" that means he is in charge of the really old planes that were used ages ago in the First and Second World Wars. These things are even older than he is!

The Historic Flight Group restores them and keeps them running for events in the summer like airshows etc.

Howard has been placed in charge of keeping them going etc, and looking around for new parts, new planes etc all over the globe.

Anyway, he picked up some sponsorship from Mitsubishi and is having a blast doing it.
Well done mate!


Old and New...Plane and Car

Monday, March 27, 2006

The Anatomy of the "Perfect Tackle"

So, I play a lot of soccer. Well, I try to play a lot, and love playing as you know.

This weekend the adidas team had the semi-finals of a tournament we have been playing in all winter. What made it worse was that we were playing Nike and ended up losing. That however is not the point of the story.

When I play soccer I do enjoy "getting stuck in" as my old coach used to say. it is cool, and something I feel like I bring to my team. Growing up in England you have soccer (football!!) in your blood and it is a lot more physical than it is over here. Consequently, the US style of play is often more skillful than it is back home. So, when i play I do tend to get called for a lot of fouls that weren't really fouls, but that is the way it goes.

My beautiful wife came to the semi-final and snapped some pics with our new camera. In 'sports mode' it is great at taking rapid fire pictures at sporting events so you capture all the action. Well, she managed to capture one of my tackles in motion. It was a great tackle, too, that ended up being called as a foul. Perfectly clean though. I have the proof !!!


Ball coming down, good balance, eye on the ball


Took and awkward touch, wrong footed the defender


Again, good balance, but the ball got away on the turf, had to track it down...


Need to track this down. You can't see it but the defender is closing in from the left of the screen (not that fat dude behind me...another guy

So here he is. He is ahead of me, and has the full on stright run, so I have to angle the body and get down to increase leverage. This is when 90% of tackles are pulled out of


The crucial point, and PROOF that i won it. the ball is behind his legs. This means he has either a) gone over the ball and is fouling me, or b) I have won the ball and got it past him


This is where I get called for the foul. Clearly, I have won the ball, and am ready to make the attack, but as he has gone ass over tit, I get called for the foul.


and I am up again, but am losing the ball anyway here


and the guy takes off, but the whistle is already gone.


...and finally I am not happy

So there you have it kids. Study hard, and have fun playing soccer.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Mum and Nimmer


She does love her Grandma

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Sorry...been busy

My mum arrived on the 24th and she is here to stay for a week.

It will be great to have her, and the kids will be super excited to see their "Grandma from England". Jack will meet her for the first time, too!

The really cool thing is that we have a babysitter for the whole week !!

Friday, March 17, 2006

40 Things You Never Hear a RedNeck Say...

This also applies to people living in St. Helen's!! Ha ha. Love you Jo!!

40. Oh I just couldn't, she's only sixteen.
39. I'll take Shakespeare for 1000, Alex.
38. Duct tape won't fix that.
37. Honey, I think we should sell the pickup and buy a family sedan.
36. Come to think of it, I'll have a Heineken.
35. We don't keep firearms in this house.
34. Has anybody seen the sideburns trimmer?
33. You can't feed that to the dog.
32. I thought Graceland was tacky.
31. No kids in the back of the pickup, it's just not safe.
30. Wrasslin's fake.
29. Honey, did you mail that donation to Greenpeace?
28. We're vegetarians.
27. Do you think my gut is too big?
26. I'll have grapefruit and grapes instead of biscuits and gravy.
25. Honey, we don't need another dog.
24. Who gives a damn who won the Civil War?
23. Give me the small bag of pork rinds.
22. Too many deer heads detract from the decor.
21. Spittin is such a nasty habit.
20. I just couldn't find a thing at Wal-Mart today.
19. Trim the fat off that steak.
18. Cappuccino tastes better than espresso.
17. The tires on that truck are too big.
16. I'll have the arugula and radicchio salad.
15. I've got it all on the C: drive.
14. Unsweetened tea tastes better.
13. Would you like your fish poached or broiled?
12. My fiance, Bobbie Jo, is registered at Tiffany's.
11. I've got two cases of Zima for the Super Bowl.
10. Little Debbie snack cakes have too many fat grams.
9. Checkmate.
8. She's too young to be wearing a bikini.
7. Does the salad bar have bean sprouts?
6. Hey, here's an episode of "Hee Haw" that we haven't seen.
5. I don't have a favorite college team.
4. Be sure to bring my salad dressing on the side.
3. You All.
2. Those shorts ought to be a little longer.

And, Number ONE is:

1. Nope, no more for me. I'm driving tonight.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

My Mum is Here in a Week

That will be really cool. She hasn't seen Jack yet, so that will be cool for her.

Also, we have Naomi during Spring Break, so that will be nice! She'll get to spend the whole week with her!

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I am Random!

Have you actually ever read my blog?
As you scan through the entries you will see that I cover a range of subjects that are all over the board.
From my Fathers-4-Justice thing, to kids first tooth, to all pissed off about being judged, to my ex-wife's meddling.
It is like I have blogger A.D.D. and I just start sentances without...Oooooh, look at the shiny object....

He Get's Tooth #2

Our son got his second tooth a few days ago. It broke the surface, and now it is fully showing.
Cute little bugger!


Check out those little gnashers!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

My Little Girl

Damn, I make cute kids!
This is Naomi, my oldest. I don't get to see her as much as I would like as she lives with her mother but she is just so cute!

BREAKING NEWS: Child Succumbs To Giant Head.

We new over time that Jack's cheeks would eventually prove too heavy, and his little neck couldn't take it.

Poor little bugger never stood a chance!


Whoa, what is going on here...?


Heeeeelp....going down....


Uh, a little help here, please...

What the Hell Are You Looking At?


Yeah, I am hugging my mom! What's it to you?

Friday, March 10, 2006

Happy Birthday, Kenny!!

That's right...Kenny is 43 today.

Or 37.

or whatever, but he is older than me, so there!


They always seem innocent when they are little...

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Bad Day At Work?

Then you need help!

Pop a couple of these before you start work, and you'll be good the whole day!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Need Inspiration in Your Life?

I am here to help. We have all seen those motivational slides that people have on their office walls (yes, if you have them, you are sad!) so here are a few to really inspire you and make you want to be a better person...


Craig, are you inspired?


Kenny, you're so pretty! Are you inspired? (This is my birthday gift to you. They'll be round to pick yuo up at 7pm. Dress nice.


Doug, I know you can relate. Are you inspired?


Neal, you inspire me every day. Get out of that place!


Mr. Veary, please stand up. You inspire me!


Shelly, I know you read this blog. You inspire me every day.


Greg, at your age you inspire everyone!


Ruppo, your tales of conquests, inspire me.


Phil, good times, good times...


Thanks for helping me, babe. If you're getting up, can you get me a beer from the fridge?

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Confessions of Perfect Husband.

Now, I know what you are thinking, and yes, I am 99% perfect. It's true.
However, for all those mere mortals that hope to be like me someday, I thought I would post this story on blog. It was from Men's Health Magazine, and I thought it was pretty cool!
___________________________

I am the best husband in the world.

If my wife were to read this, she'd fall to the floor, convulsed in laughter, and then gasp something about my "dazzling lack of self-knowledge." But no matter. I wear her ignorance of my excellence as a badge of honor. The best performers inhabit their roles--you never catch them acting.

I wasn't always a paragon. In my early years, I was a journeyman at best. In '88, I treated a precious marital secret as though it were the score of a Bulls game. And back in '96, there was a New Year's Eve kiss with our neighbor that probably should have been more perfunctory, less probing. But over the past decade, inch by inch, I've mastered the gig, and for the past few years, I've been locked in. I can see the seams on every chance to love, honor, and cherish.

I don't know how I got so good at this. As a kid, I had a front-row seat on my father's version of husband, which, at least according to my mother, was a star turn. And as a grown man, I've watched my father-in-law dazzle his sidekick of 53 years. But I have no formal credentials, and the only marriage counseling I ever got, from the rabbi the day before my wedding, amounted to, "A Catholic and a Jew? Don't bother. Cancel the wedding and save on the divorce." My only qualification? I've been a husband for a long time--24 years according to the state of Pennsylvania, over 30 by common-law count--and, fortunately for you, I've made many, many mistakes from which you are about to learn.

Will you ever be as great a husband as I am? Not likely. By now, I'm the gold standard. But you can do better, my brother. (And that's true for you unmarried guys, too: If you're with her, you can learn to be with her better.) I've condensed my wisdom into some guiding thoughts and tricks of the togetherness trade. Think of them as batting tips from Barry Bonds. Stash them in a part of your brain that guides your behavior, and two good things will happen: She'll get the partner she deserves, and you'll get the satisfaction and, oh yeah, the sex of which you dream.

No. 1 - Kill never and always

When you and Lucy argue, don't use either of these two words. First of all, they're not technically accurate. It's not true that she never wears the cheerleader skirt; you got some boolah-boolah on your birthday. But, more important, they're gas-on-the-fire words. Instead of these indicting adverbs, use ameliorative words and phrases, like sometimes or I feel or I wish.

Darn right they're soft, but guess what? The best husbands actually are a skosh more sensitive to their wives' feelings than your average brute of a mate is. By the way, the words never and always are great when you're complimenting her, as in, "You never fail to amaze me" or "I always enjoy reaching under your blouse."

No. 2 - Work the reunions

You come though the door tired, maybe distracted about something at work. You riffle though the mail, ask her a routine how-was-your-day question, and give her a pro forma kiss. But let's face it, you don't really focus on her, do you? She gets only a sliver of your attention. Not good enough.

Don't panic. I'm not about to suggest in-the-moment mindfulness. Men can't be "in" every moment. The secret is to "husband" your limited supply of attention, save it for deployment at pivotal times. Think like John McEnroe, who would occasionally tank a forsaken fourth set, saving his strength for the pivotal fifth. Your key moments are the reunions. Take a few seconds and resolve to be fully tuned-in during each come-together moment. You can do it. Trust me, if I can, you can.

Here's the plain truth: For all the habituation of marriage, all the erosions that come with familiarity, a link between a man and a woman is also instantly renewable in a momentary locked-on gaze. For just a beat, maybe two, claim her with your eyeballs. Look at her in a way that says, "I'm glad to be home, back in our powerful secret." This kind of subtle but daily maintenance keeps the engine thrumming.

No. 3 - Laugh at her

Among the most affirming things one person can do for another is to laugh at the other's attempts at humor. Lots of husbands, over time, forget this salute. What's that you say? Your wife isn't funny? So what? Neither is your dolt of a boss, but you laugh at his lame attempts. Why? Because you're trying to prove you respect him. Bingo!

One of the biggest dangers mature marriages face is that Homer and Marge stop trying to demonstrate their respect for each other. Laughter is tonic for a woman's woes. Keep it on display.

No. 4 Make the lion's roar

Describing his important role during World War II, Winston Churchill once remarked that though he was no lion, it had fallen to him to make the lion's roar. Every now and then, husbands have to get fierce, defiant on behalf of their team.

It won't happen often, but when you are in a confrontational situation, where reason and soft words have failed--a dispute with a teacher, a vendor, a bill collector, your neighbor, your mother--be prepared to bark in unambiguous defense of your family. Don't shrink from this obligation. Your wife's regard for you will shrink if you do.

No. 5 - Be a little lamblike, too

Yes, this contradicts the carnivorous idea above, but a husband is versatile: He can hammer the tee ball and feather the wedge. Softness and kindness and tenderness and all those traits that ain't much use in the marketplace are pure gold when it comes to being a husband.

A good husband relies on his wife, values her counsel, trusts her to love him even though he's not in command. We're most human when we're wounded or lost. Fred Rogers once said that the best gift you can give somebody is to gracefully receive his or her help. That enriches everybody, giver and getter alike. Now and then, wrap your arms around your wife and whisper that you're a mite confused. Let her help you find your way.

No. 6 - Closeness

She needs closeness to feel sexual; you need sex to feel close.

This is the fundamental impenetrable puzzle of love. I have no idea what to do about this. But great husbands have this reality in mind at all times.

No. 7 - Be touchy

Apparently, we touch our wives too infrequently--except, of course, when we are taxiing for takeoff. It pains me to cede any ground, but we're guilty as charged. I know one husband who when he's feeling conjugal actually touches his wife as though he cherishes her character. But in fact, he's hoping to cherish her caboose in a kitchen quickie. She sees through me every time. Did I say me? I meant him.

Nonsexual touch is a potent, underused endorsement of another soul. As you're heading out the door, give her upper arm a quick, affectionate double squeeze. As you're walking into a party or to your table, put a guiding hand, lightly but surely, on her lower back. Some nothing-special Tuesday night while she's standing at the sink doing the dishes, come up behind her and give her a kiss on the back of her head. It should be more than a peck--make it last 1.4 seconds.

Throw in a little grunt of gratitude; its message is only this: "I'm a lucky man." Don't linger behind her. No arms. No hint of pelvic urge. She'll get cranky if she suspects you're cruising for dessert while she's scraping chicken gunk off a baking dish. Just drop the husband kiss on her noggin and get out of there. She'll feel valued.

No. 8 - See the coffee cup

The perfect husband understands that women often get confused by stuff that doesn't matter, as in the unwashed coffee cup that's been sitting in the sink for days. Few wives understand that it isn't that we see the coffee cup and elect not to rinse it, but rather that the neural link between our eyeballs and brains actually keeps us from seeing the cup. The gender biology of why we don't see the cup comes down to this: We have a lot of more important things on our minds. Will the Bills cover? Any chance of sex today? I think my biceps really are getting bigger. Our minds are cauldrons of profound thoughts. Any wonder we occasionally overlook some stray dishware?

Charge: We don't help enough around the house. We're guilty. But here's the fix: Do more. Not a lot more--just a little more. One of the best things about women is that they really appreciate the smallest sign that you're trying. They're effort oriented.

Try walking into a room with a woman's mind. Imagine that your brain has space in it for trivialities like unwashed cups. Ask yourself, If I were a psycho neat freak, what would bother me in here? The coffee cup--which sometimes takes the form of the kids' sneakers under the table or the metro section crumpled on the couch--will suddenly reveal itself to you.

No. 9 - She ain't broke, so don't fix her

People rarely change unless they feel accepted as they are. Once folks feel they're not required to change, growth happens.

No. 10 - Play to win

You know the athletic wisdom that warns against playing not to lose, that argues you have to be loose to let your skills flow and maximize your game? Same goes for marriage. Oh, sure, you can have a perfectly fine little partnership by taking the cautious route. He & She Inc. may even hum along nicely if you companionably sidestep the briar patches. But that's no way to be a great husband. She's entitled to more, the full monty, the whole experience of being affiliated with, no, make that loved by, a man.

People often settle for accommodating coupledom because they're afraid some explosive issues will blow up the marriage. They fear ending their days alone, living under the bridge behind the high school. Set yourself free to play bravely by taking the big risk, divorce, off the table. Decide that you meant what you said at the wedding, that this woman, come what may, is your partner for life.

Older couples often report that once they've gone past the point where they might leave each other, their partnership gets an invigorating second wind. No longer afraid of being alone, they talk things through. In pursuit of something richer than mere amity, they explore regrets, grievances. Sure, it can be difficult, but it's full and human and adrenal and--hallelujah!--not dull. And it can lead to a more spacious marriage, a connection that is full hearted and well tempered instead of taped together.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Jammin' with Jack-meister Flash!

We got our good friends, Mike and Mindy a drum set for their son, Braedan.

Anyway, the other day, we were over there and sat Jack on the set to have a bash. It is almost the perfect size, and he looks so cute on it.



This was one I took of the Nimmer in the grocery store.



We took both pics with the camera, so that is why the quality is not great!

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Our Little Man Got His First Tooth !

Okay, unless you are dorky parents like ourselves, you can't really appreciate the milestone that we had today!!!
Jack got his first tooth!!
He has been teething for a while now, and for the last two months he has been constantly drooling and making a mess of everything!
Well, this morning, Steph was letting him 'gum' her finger, when all of a sudden she felt a sharp little poke on her finger...and there it was!
You can hardly see it, but it is definately there, and it is so cute! It is right on the bottom, in the middle on the left side as you are looking in!
So damn cute!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Judge Not, Lest You Be Judged...

I don't judge people at all because I know that I am not perfect. I have made mistakes in my personal life that I am not proud of. Life goes on. You live with it.

What I find objectionable though, is when people judge you no what they 'see' without understanding. Maybe it is what they read here. Who knows.

Take a long hard look at yourself, if this is you. Take stock of your own situation and then talk to ME about it...don't run to someone else, and hide behind their own veil of friendship.

Vague enough? If you read this, and it relates to you, then yes, you know who you are.