You know how we here at WTDA sometimes use this blog for mindless venting? No?… Well we do! It’s time you know. I recently purchased a car and I did this on blind faith and a plan. My plan was to call about a car that I was interested in, back in my home state of Ohio, and then see if my father-in-law could go look at it. If he could look at it, then maybe he could negotiate the deal for me, or at the very least tell me straight up what he thought about the car. The good news is, he did, and then said it was a great car. I soon called the owner and made him an offer he could not refuse… He refused it. So I counter offered, accepted!
What To Do About GETTING YOUR KIDS TO EAT VEGETABLES
How quickly we forget what it was like to be sitting at a table staring at broccoli or brussels sprouts, crying and telling our parents that we didn’t want them, or that we did not like them. I remember doing that with my brussels sprouts till they were so cold that they made me gag, but I had to sit there till I ate them. Why? Because there were starving kids in Africa! I think I was only in the 6th grade when this happened to me, but it is burned into my memory like a cattle brand on the ass of some prime A beef!
Something I never thought of as a kid, is that, maybe I just didn’t like vegetables and was more of a meat eater. Or, maybe I am a carb kid like my oldest son. He takes after his mother with his overwhelming need to have pasta, noodles or toast. As where my youngest loves meat and vegetables, this is how I know he is not mine. But that is another blog on another site somewhere…
What To Do About KIDS AND VOMIT
Do you ever get all nestled into bed for a long winters rest after a long day of family and a 5 hour drive? Was that nice? I bet it was, I’ll even wager that you slept in till around 10 am or so and didn’t even care. Ah… that sounds real nice.
Well, I remember just last week, when we came home from that very scenario, nestled in the bed with our youngest boy. The feeling of the warm covers, the smell of my pillow after a long week away, the feel of the next day being open to sleep in. Drifting into sleep, I am taken swiftly to a sweet dream filled with white puffy clouds and puppies rolling and playing in the tall meadow grass. Just then, I hear a brook and I wander over to see it and find that the water is warm. I jump into the water, swim over to a little waterfall, and play in the falling water. I notice that the water has a fragrance… it is not a pleasant smell at all. As a matter of fact it is quite horrible, it smells like… like…. VOMIT! All over me!!
What To Do About GIVING GIFTS
You know about giving? Giving is easy, but it can be stressful this time of year. Getting the right gifts, giving gifts to everyone, not knowing who to give to or if you gave enough. All this equals stress, stress you don’t need this year. You need to relax and do what I do, because that is what all my articles are about. Doing things my way!
What To Do About CLIMATE CONTROL
In this instance, climate control is defined as: who has control of the climate of the room, car or water temp. The climate is usually controlled by myself, it comes with the leadership role. I lead in my home, it’s what I do and what I believe all men should do. Why is this important? Well, there are many reasons but the most important reason is that men know which way is north.
What To Do About DECORATING FOR CHRISTMAS
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, well something like that anyway. I love this time of year, i love the smell, I love the giving, I love the jolliness and I love decorating. Decorating is my forte, especially exterior illumination, I would like to consider myself to be an expert. How does one become an expert? You simply must posses the knowledge to use a ladder, run an extension cord, and finally you must know when enough is enough with the lighting of your home!
What To Do About GIRLS WHO GIGGLE
This article is inspired by a dear friend that takes a lot of crap from me, and will continue to take a lot of
crap from me. She makes me laugh with her constant giggling. Ok, not at first… actually in the beginning it was quite different. I used to think that there was a special place in hell where little girls would go that couldn’t stop laughing. Why? Well, before it was smile-inspiring for me, it was a prelude to beatings from my mom. Please allow me to explain.
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