Jody Dean KLUV

I listen to KLUV at work (because they play alot of Beatles) and I listen to Jody Dean the morning guy. Before he signs off he always does some type of joke or something that he gets from listeners. I've seen this one before. This morning when he was reading it I had a vision that this could be me someday...



Mom's Brownie Recipe

Remove teddy bear from oven and preheat oven to 375.

Melt 1 cup margarine in saucepan.

Remove teddy bear from oven and tell Jr. "No, No."

Add margarine to 2 cups sugar. Take shortening can away from Jr. and clean cupboards.

Measure 1/3 cup cocoa.

Take shortening can away from Jr. again and bathe cat. (Adam and I believe that this would be Connor)

Apply antiseptic and bandages to scratches sustained while removing shortening from cat's tail.

Assemble 4 eggs, 2 tsp. vanilla and 1½ cups sifted flour.

Take smoldering teddy bear from oven and open all doors and windows for ventilation.

Take telephone away from Billy and assure party on the line the call was a mistake. Call operator and attempt to have direct dialed call removed from bill.

Measure 1 tsp. salt, ½ cup nuts and beat all ingredients well.

Let cat out of refrigerator. (Adam and I believe that this would be Satine...since she is an Ice Queen)

Pour mixture into well-greased 9x13-inch pan.

Bake 25 minutes.

Rescue cat and take razor away from Billy. Explain to kids that you have no idea if shaved cats will sunburn. Throw cat outside while there's still time and he's still able to run away.


Frosting

Mix the following in saucepan:

1 cup sugar

1 oz. unsweetened chocolate

¼ cup margarine

Take the darn teddy bear out of the @#$% broiler and throw it away. far away.

Answer the door and meekly explain to nice policeman that you didn't know Jr. had slipped out of the house and was heading for the street. Put Jr. in playpen.

Add 1/3 cup milk, dash of salt and boil, stirring constantly for 2 minutes.

Answer door and apologize to neighbor for Billy having stuck a garden hose in man's front door mail slot. Promise to pay for ruined carpet.

Tie Billy to clothesline.

Remove burned brownies from oven.

Thanksgiving and Sinus Infections

As you can see not much is going on since most of this is about a cold....We live very sad and boring lives...


Thanksgiving morning I woke up with a sore throat. Got worse as the day went on. Friday it was feeling better but I was blowing my nose. Decided that I could wait it out until Tuesday when I go see Dr Prentice for my (now) monthly baby appointment. Saturday morning I wake up at not being able to move. Because I have puds on both sides of my legs using them as pillows sleeping soundly (You know it is bad when Satine is on the bed most of the night. She knows when I am not feeling well). I got up and decided that I could not wait until Tuesday because I could feel the (now) sinus infection move to my chest. It was now turning into what my friend Wendy calls "The Plague". UHG! I've had this before. Last time was 4 days before I was getting married and not only was it a sinus it was also throat and ear infection (full blown plague). Words that saved me from that was telling the Dr. "I'm getting married on Friday and flying to Disney World on Saturday I need to get well now!" a shot in the 'hip' and anti-biotic did the trick.

But since I am 13 weeks preggers (that far along? wow!) Adam and I were at our Dr.'s clinic at Saturday morning to get drugs. I feel much better now. (breathing does help). Shopping with Teresa to get pregger clothes had to be postponed until this Weds.

Other than that we basically did nothing. Cleaned the house. Watched "That 70's Show" Season 3 DVD and played computer games. It was nice having 4 days off.

Appointment with Dr. Prentice is Tuesday at 2pm. I will post about the appointment on the baby's site when I get home.

Glenn Mitchell Died

Glenn Mitchell was the host of a radio show on KERA that I listened to every time I got in the car during the lunch hour. He was an amazing interviewer. I'd come to take the show for granted and now that Glenn is no more I feel like a part of my life has just been torn. Carpe Diem.

Martha Stewart Thanksgiving (NOT!)

Thanksgiving is around the corner. I will not be cooking turkey this year. My contribution to the holiday is Honey Baked Ham (which we are having in less than an hour at Mom and Dad Eakins house and Pumpkin Cake on Thursday that we will bring to G&G Hodges, Second Momma Teresa's and (if there is any left) At Grandma and Paw Paw Eakins in Granbury on Friday.

But in years to come we may have Thanks Giving at our house and I see this happening.......

Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. I'm telling you in advance, so don't act surprised. Since Ms. Stewart won't be coming, I've made a few small changes:

1. Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have the desired welcoming effect.

2. Once inside, our guests will note that the entry hall is not decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage I had planned to make. Instead, I've gotten the kids involved in the decorating by having them track in colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was their idea.

3. The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use dishes that match and everyone will get a fork. Since this IS Thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the plastic Peter Rabbit plate and the Santa napkins from last Christmas.

4. Our centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest construction paper. The artist assures me it is a turkey.

5. We will be dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you while you wait. I'm sure they will be happy to share every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving, pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that most of these comments were made at 5:00 a.m. upon discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut diamonds. As accompaniment to the children's recital, I will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the children should mention that I don't own a recording of tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying.

6. We toyed with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to keep our traditional method. We've also decided against a formal seating arrangement. When the smoke alarm sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you like. In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children to sit at a separate table ... in a separate room ... next door.

7. Now, I know you have all seen pictures of one person carving a turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I stress "private" meaning: Do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me. Do not send small, unsuspecting children to check on my progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat.

8. I would like to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that "passing the rolls" is not a football play. Nor is it a request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty bread.

9. Oh, and one reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal, and especially while in the presence of you diners, we will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name: Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the origins or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. Cheese Sauce stains.

10. Before I forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a choice among 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still have a choice; take it or leave it.

Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. She probably won't come next year either. I am thankful.

Puppy Sitting, Demos, and an Alien Baby

In an attempt to avoid only posting my own advertisements, like my last post for kintiko.net aka Kintiko Web Design, I thought I'd finally post about what's going on these days. This will be about what I am up to as I'll leave the wife to post her own stories. Where to start...

Last weekend we stayed over at my parents house, who live a total of 2 miles away from our home. They were out of town watching a football game in Kansas because my brother-in-law's brother (got that?) is on the starting line-up. With the folks gone, someone had to watch the puppy dog.

Brady, the dog, wore me out. Dogs need too much attention in my opinion, and with my Dad gone I was seen as the best substitute for the attention giver to those little brown eyes. The dog survived, spending most of its time sitting at the end of the recliner while I read a book.

Which brings me to my next topic, Harry Potter. The movie version of Goblet of Fire comes out this week, so I thought I'd read the book again. I really doubt I'll be done by Friday, but since it has been decreed by my better half that we shall no longer see midnight movie openings, I'll probably just wait until next week.

Monday I checked the mail and found a demo disc for my PlayStation 2. It had lots of demos for many new games I'd like to have. Some were lots of fun, a few were exactly what I expected, and a couple were disappointing to the point that I don't want them.

Shadow of the Colossus was by far the one I most longed to play. After some work I managed to kill the big giant and was given a trailer preview of the rest of the game. It was very cool.

Soul Calibur 3 was as polished as ever and the series still sits in my top spot of best fighter games ever. The custom character creation engine was lots of fun. The actual battles were very frustrating though, but that's really pretty normal. I just hope that if I actually buy it that I can master at least one character so that I'm not dying constantly. I'd really rather not destroy any more video game controllers.

There were other games on the disc too. Ratchet: Deadlocked didn't look very fun, even though I've been a big fan of the first two in the series. Mortal Kombat: Shaolin Monks was pretty much an updated Double Dragon, and actually seemed kinda fun (maybe worth a rental). I'd buy Sly Cooper 3, but I haven't even played Sly 2 yet. Finally, I didn't even play JakX racing as I can't stand racing games (except for Burnout or Mario Cart). I'm currently trying to get through Jak3, but all the races are ruining what should be a great story based platformer.

Just a few final things. Bridget claims that our child is either an alien or leaning very heavily to the Eakins side of the genetic fence, because her belly is really starting to grow. I finally one the lotto... twice... $5 on two tickets. Go me! To conclude I'd like to mention that there is a Honey Baked Ham in the mail that we shall be eating next Sunday and I just can't wait!

Kintiko.net

I finally broke down and got my own web host. I got a free domain in the deal, so I'm proud to give you kintiko.net for all your small web project needs. I've got lots of space and fun server side scripting options. If anyone needs a web page made for them, pass along my name. If I have the time, I'm only asking to put a few Google AdSense ads on the pages.

I think that is a pretty good bargain.

Lost Links

Here are some quick Lost links:

Flash Fun set to "Weird" Al Music
Lost Podcast: The Transmission