No, I haven't been attacked by a pooch again. My wife and I were catching the Season premiere of LOST (the best damned show on television!) as our kids were ransacking the upstairs. Lost started at 9:00, we put them down at 8:00 but they weren't getting with the program. We threatened and stomped upstairs and put them to bed a few times but it just wasn't taking.. Screw that Super Nanny crap! I'd like to see her come to my house and work her mojo, the darn kids just aren't sleepy. I guess we didn't run them long enough on the treadmill (ah well, next time!).
So I turned the sourround sound up louder and we decided to let them police themselves. After a little while, our eldest came downstairs to tell us the TV was too loud. I told her it was loud because we couldn't hear the show with all the running back and forth in the bedroom hallway and that we'd turn it down if they'd go to bed. My wife said something else (in her angry voice!) and our eldest scampered back upstairs, but not after wiping out on the tile floor. Add crying to the cacaphony of sound. Julie goes upstairs grumbling as our daughter is crying that she cut herself.
Well, that's Karma, I thought, you mess around and don't go to bed and whammo, something bad happens. Then Julie gave a yell of concern, "Holy Crap, there's blood all over the place!"
Uhh oh.. I quickly ran upstairs.
As it turns out, daughter number one didn't cut herself just then. She cut herself about 60 seconds earlier hiding in her closet trying to scare the crap out of her sister who was fooling around and running into her room in the dark. She came shooting out of the closet and clipped her toe on the metal door slider groove on the floor.
And bled all over the closet. Then she chased her sister over to her window...
And bled all over the carpet... Then she decided to come downstairs and tell us the tv was too loud...
And bled all over the stairs... Then she stood at the top of the stairs to the basement...
And bled all over the tile floor.. Then she turned to run up stairs...
And slipped in the droplets of blood everywhere...
We used 12 cans of soda water and an entire roll of paper towels(we ran out, it was the last one) to clean up the bloodfest. There were clumps and drops of it everywhere. My daughter didn't need a blood transfusion or anything, but she managed to bleed over a very wide area mostly on the WHITE carpeting. Man if the CSI team ever comes to my house with the spray can of luminol, you'd swear there'd been a murder!
Lost was pretty good though. Thank god for the ability to pause live TV, we got back to it after 30 minutes of clean up. The upside to all this is that the kids haven't been out of bed after lights out one night this week! Screw Super Nanny! All we needed was a bloodbath!
Hahahahahaha!!!
About a week to go. Just the bridge to do. You can see the arm-rest in this shot, as well as the upper sound hole, a bit of the multiscale neck. Tony Karol's done a bang up job!
In the back pic, you see the rib rest cut-away. It's gonna be a beauty!
And not even by me! My wife took it into the Nikon licensed facility and it got sent away to have the barrels re-calibrated. The cracked lens you see on the front is the safety lens, the actual optics are intact (hurray safety lens, I'm so glad I bought one!). This is like the best lens in the Nikon line. When I first got my hands on one two years ago (thanks to my friend Jim, who placed orders everywhere and ended up giving me his name when two stores called him saying they had a lens for him) I strapped it on the camera and never took it off. Except for low-light concert type settings where you need a fast lens, this is a great zoom and a wide angle with Anti-vibration all in the same package. Read all about it on Ken Rockwell's website. He gushes over them!
No, I haven't been attacked by a pooch again. My wife and I were catching the Season premiere of LOST (the best damned show on television!) as our kids were ransacking the upstairs. Lost started at 9:00, we put them down at 8:00 but they weren't getting with the program. We threatened and stomped upstairs and put them to bed a few times but it just wasn't taking.. Screw that Super Nanny crap! I'd like to see her come to my house and work her mojo, the darn kids just aren't sleepy. I guess we didn't run them long enough on the treadmill (ah well, next time!).
We used 12 cans of soda water and an entire roll of paper towels(we ran out, it was the last one) to clean up the bloodfest. There were clumps and drops of it everywhere. My daughter didn't need a blood transfusion or anything, but she managed to bleed over a very wide area mostly on the WHITE carpeting. Man if the CSI team ever comes to my house with the spray can of luminol, you'd swear there'd been a murder!
We've been getting a ton of snow in Ottawa this year. This is Frosty. He's about 5 feet tall and he's up to his neck in our back-yard. It's funny because he lights up at night and all you could see what his head. He's actually buried now, I'll have to send the kids out on a rescue mission.
The other day I drove into work and after an hour and a half I had gotten about 5 kilometers so I decided to call it quits and just turn around and go home. It took 45 minutes to get back to my house and I waited two hours, tried again and got into work around lunch. I snapped a photo of everyone else trying to go west as I was going east. There were cars in the ditch every 500 meters. It never fails. A few inches of snow and the city forgets how to drive. Traffic crawls and people end up in the ditch.
You can always tell when the toboggan hill at Green's Creek in Blackburn Hamlet is running good and fast by the number of emergency vehicles in the parking lot when you arrive. In this case, we got there before the ambulance and fire trucks, and just in time to see the 40-something guy go down the ice run with the insane dips and bumps on his flying saucer, take some air and land on his back. Ouch!
Maybe the guy had never been to the hill before, but man, I haven't gone down that pure ice run (it's there every year, kids must carve them out of the hill or something) since I was about 9, when the same thing happened to me, on my flying saucer (last time I ever used one of those too!).
A few times as we walked up to the top, people arrived, having seen the emergency vehicles in the parking lot, saw the rescue crew in action and turned around and left(grin). Tobogganing's fun as long as you're half-way careful about it.
I used to make these things as a kid. You pile a big mound of snow in the yard, about 5 feet high in a rough dome shape, then you jam it full of 6 inch sticks all over the outside, like a pin cusion except that you push them in all the way. Then you wait for a nice cold overnight freeze.
The next day, you pop a hole in the side and you excavate inside just up until you start hitting the ends of the 6 inch sticks you stuck all over the outside. This ensures a 6 to 8 inch snow wall. Then.. you move into it! Snow fort for adults! Woohoo!
