The influx of warm temps seems to have invigorated our home on Rollins Drive. I can't wait for spring. I know its January, and we have another couple months of cold weather, but I don't care. There's something about opening a window and letting a breeze in that makes everyone sigh and relax.
I almost saw an accident last night. I was woken up at 1:47am by yelling outside (its always great to wake up to profanity), and watched from my window as three guys were settling an argument. By settling, I mean, one guy got in his car, and tried to run over another guy. He didn't hit him (thankfully) but instead backed up into the yard and peeled out. The anger was probably induced from OSU's egg laying in the national championship game, which will never be mentioned again.
A quick holiday recap: we traveled to Dayton, BG, and back. I got hooked up with a wood router, miter saw, floor jack, jack stands, and a creeper. The last few weeks have been spent unwrapping and testing everything out. My first project with the wood working tools was a set of blocks for Lily; she really likes them already. Also during this holiday, Jenna got strep (ick), my brother & family visited, Ashley Bradford stopped by for a 4-hour life recap, and I went running for the first time in 5 months.
Onto 2008!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Friday, December 14, 2007
back again
And we're back. Again. One-month break from posting due to Thanksgiving, and laziness. But here I am again.
I am itching to get back into running. Its been several months, really since June, that I've put together more than 2 runs in one month. I purposefully did not focus on running (or any sort of physical exercise) over the summer due to the move, and the fall due to the baby. But now that Ben is sleeping 7 hrs at night, and Lily is back on track and over her colds, life is as normal as it ever will be. It's high time to get back to life, then.
Having two kids means that picking hobbies/workouts/etc is really important because there's only time for one or two things to really invest in outside of family. I'm not complaining; it's reality.
I think I need to run not only for the physical health benefits, but for the mental health benefits too. I need some refreshment, and running is surprisingly one of the ways that I am refreshed.
Here's to a run sometime this weekend...
I am itching to get back into running. Its been several months, really since June, that I've put together more than 2 runs in one month. I purposefully did not focus on running (or any sort of physical exercise) over the summer due to the move, and the fall due to the baby. But now that Ben is sleeping 7 hrs at night, and Lily is back on track and over her colds, life is as normal as it ever will be. It's high time to get back to life, then.
Having two kids means that picking hobbies/workouts/etc is really important because there's only time for one or two things to really invest in outside of family. I'm not complaining; it's reality.
I think I need to run not only for the physical health benefits, but for the mental health benefits too. I need some refreshment, and running is surprisingly one of the ways that I am refreshed.
Here's to a run sometime this weekend...
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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The Terps lost to #1 UCLA last night on the hardwood. Bummer. This year's team is young and may be painful to watch at times. By "watch," I mean, listen on internet radio. Anyone want to buy me cable for Christmas?
The Terps lost to #1 UCLA last night on the hardwood. Bummer. This year's team is young and may be painful to watch at times. By "watch," I mean, listen on internet radio. Anyone want to buy me cable for Christmas?
Monday, November 19, 2007
Running & Christmas
When is it time to dust off the ole' running shoes and hit the trails again? I'd like to start up now, with a nice 3x a week training plan. Logging a few months of 15-mile weeks would be an excellent base; I could then phase into an intense training plan in the spring. Sounds like an excellent "program," (quotes for Justin E.) eh?
Unfortuantely, I'm unable to start training until life settles down a bit and I can afford the time & energy with which to run. Realistically, I'll be able to start around January/February because I'll be able to utilize the locker room at my main office (I'm working offsite now). Training in the winter will allow me to entertain thoughts of running the Flying Pig in May (no Indy Mini for me this year).
My other thought today is on Christmas; my Mom asked me for my list already. I enjoy making Christmas lists because it lets me think of who I want to be and what movies/music/books I want to get into (I'm avoiding the somewhat trite discussion of the commercialization of Christmas here, so blah blah blah). This year, I am putting down a wood router (to continue my transformation into a wood hobbyist), the Godfather part I & II on VHS (because it seems so much better when the picture is a little fuzzy), and the Count of Monte Christo because I hear its a great book.
Unfortuantely, I'm unable to start training until life settles down a bit and I can afford the time & energy with which to run. Realistically, I'll be able to start around January/February because I'll be able to utilize the locker room at my main office (I'm working offsite now). Training in the winter will allow me to entertain thoughts of running the Flying Pig in May (no Indy Mini for me this year).
My other thought today is on Christmas; my Mom asked me for my list already. I enjoy making Christmas lists because it lets me think of who I want to be and what movies/music/books I want to get into (I'm avoiding the somewhat trite discussion of the commercialization of Christmas here, so blah blah blah). This year, I am putting down a wood router (to continue my transformation into a wood hobbyist), the Godfather part I & II on VHS (because it seems so much better when the picture is a little fuzzy), and the Count of Monte Christo because I hear its a great book.
Friday, November 16, 2007
TGIF, baby.
Have you ever tried to eat a fruity candy and try to guess the flavor without seeing the color? Skittles work the best for this little experiment. I found that yellow is the easiest color to taste, and there is little difference between red and purple.
In a related thought, I have about 2 months to go before finishing our Halloween candy.
OSU-Michigan this weekend. There is no greater rivalry. It was fun moving to Maryland a few years ago and telling people what it was like growing up in the college football fandom battleground of NW Ohio. I've followed the sport since I was a little tyke; lately, however, I have been finding it harder and harder to put my rooting interest into 19- and 20-year-olds. I think it is because I am out of school now, and can probably relate to professionals (when thinking of sports as a career) than amateurs. That, and following college sports is emotionally maddening when the players are still realizing their potential.
Last item for the day: Joe Nuxhall passed away. I did not know who he was before I moved to Cincy, but his story is so interesting:
Nuxhall grew up in nearby Hamilton, Ohio, and was still too young to shave when the Reds were looking for wartime replacement players. They came to see his father, Orville, who pitched in a Sunday league in Hamilton.
"My dad could throw hard," Nuxhall said. "They were really scouting him. Almost by accident, they found me."
Nuxhall was big for his age -- 6-foot-3, around 190 pounds -- and could throw 85 mph. The Reds offered a contract, and Nuxhall's parents let him join the team when junior high classes let out in 1944.
"Probably two weeks prior to that, I was pitching against seventh-, eighth- and ninth-graders, kids 13 and 14 years old," he said. "All of a sudden, I look up and there's Stan Musial and the likes. It was a very scary situation."
A 15-year-old taking on Stan Musial? Awesome.
In a related thought, I have about 2 months to go before finishing our Halloween candy.
OSU-Michigan this weekend. There is no greater rivalry. It was fun moving to Maryland a few years ago and telling people what it was like growing up in the college football fandom battleground of NW Ohio. I've followed the sport since I was a little tyke; lately, however, I have been finding it harder and harder to put my rooting interest into 19- and 20-year-olds. I think it is because I am out of school now, and can probably relate to professionals (when thinking of sports as a career) than amateurs. That, and following college sports is emotionally maddening when the players are still realizing their potential.
Last item for the day: Joe Nuxhall passed away. I did not know who he was before I moved to Cincy, but his story is so interesting:
Nuxhall grew up in nearby Hamilton, Ohio, and was still too young to shave when the Reds were looking for wartime replacement players. They came to see his father, Orville, who pitched in a Sunday league in Hamilton.
"My dad could throw hard," Nuxhall said. "They were really scouting him. Almost by accident, they found me."
Nuxhall was big for his age -- 6-foot-3, around 190 pounds -- and could throw 85 mph. The Reds offered a contract, and Nuxhall's parents let him join the team when junior high classes let out in 1944.
"Probably two weeks prior to that, I was pitching against seventh-, eighth- and ninth-graders, kids 13 and 14 years old," he said. "All of a sudden, I look up and there's Stan Musial and the likes. It was a very scary situation."
A 15-year-old taking on Stan Musial? Awesome.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
BG
We had an early Thanksgiving this weekend, with the whole family together. Nice. Everything went off without a hitch, which was kind of surprising given the number of babies in the house. We slept as a family of four in one room, and it was actually kind of fun. It was one of those humbling experiences when you realize that you can get by with less than you have.
There was a sour moment on Sunday, when we took some cousins out to Conneaut Hill for some tackle football. A few plays into the first game, my brother Tim caught a pass (on a nice out-route) and met my cousin near the end zone. My cousin made a nice open-field tackle on Tim, but unfortunately Tim landed with his full body weight on his shoulder. Pop goes the collarbone. Tim heard it, my tackling cousin heard it, my cousin on the sideline heard it. Yeouch. A trip to the Wood Co. ER ensued, and Tim is all wrapped up in a sling and brace with a "nice" break.
We successfully fulfilled the stereotype of grown men playing football and someone getting hurt. We weren't playing very rough, and the field was actually pretty soft, but there you go.
Maybe we should stop the family football? Two years ago I sprained my brother-in-law's foot when I landed on it after jumping for a pass. Last year, a different brother-in-law tore his ACL when we were running and throwing the football on our way down to the Horseshoe after OSU's big win over Michigan. Yikes. But its so fun, I don't know if we could not play!
There was a sour moment on Sunday, when we took some cousins out to Conneaut Hill for some tackle football. A few plays into the first game, my brother Tim caught a pass (on a nice out-route) and met my cousin near the end zone. My cousin made a nice open-field tackle on Tim, but unfortunately Tim landed with his full body weight on his shoulder. Pop goes the collarbone. Tim heard it, my tackling cousin heard it, my cousin on the sideline heard it. Yeouch. A trip to the Wood Co. ER ensued, and Tim is all wrapped up in a sling and brace with a "nice" break.
We successfully fulfilled the stereotype of grown men playing football and someone getting hurt. We weren't playing very rough, and the field was actually pretty soft, but there you go.
Maybe we should stop the family football? Two years ago I sprained my brother-in-law's foot when I landed on it after jumping for a pass. Last year, a different brother-in-law tore his ACL when we were running and throwing the football on our way down to the Horseshoe after OSU's big win over Michigan. Yikes. But its so fun, I don't know if we could not play!
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Off to BG
We're headed to BG tomorrow afternoon. It'll be our first time in NW Ohio since August. And I can't wait.
The agenda includes a family football game, an early Thanksgiving dinner, and a trip to Polleyes for some breadsticks.
Did you know that you can order breadsticks unbaked, and take them to go? We did this over the summer. They turned out really good - with the smallest of dropoffs in taste due to the freezing and thawing. But really, they were fantastic.
Personally, I'm a chicken and cheese with ranch type of guy. I've also tried the pepperoni & cheese (does a number on my internal plumbing), pineapple and cheese (my brother's favorite), pineapple and tomato (just gross), and roast beef and cheese (I think this was Steve Jenkins' idea).
But I've never found the perfect beer to go with the chck/cheese combo. Any recommendations? I usually try to go with a somewhat light-in-color beer, like a Pilsner (Bud/Labbatt) or a pale ale (Sierra Nevada/Rolling Rock). Outside of Polleyes, I generally enjoy darker beers, but I don't think they would go well with such heavy food. Your thoughts?
The agenda includes a family football game, an early Thanksgiving dinner, and a trip to Polleyes for some breadsticks.
Did you know that you can order breadsticks unbaked, and take them to go? We did this over the summer. They turned out really good - with the smallest of dropoffs in taste due to the freezing and thawing. But really, they were fantastic.
Personally, I'm a chicken and cheese with ranch type of guy. I've also tried the pepperoni & cheese (does a number on my internal plumbing), pineapple and cheese (my brother's favorite), pineapple and tomato (just gross), and roast beef and cheese (I think this was Steve Jenkins' idea).
But I've never found the perfect beer to go with the chck/cheese combo. Any recommendations? I usually try to go with a somewhat light-in-color beer, like a Pilsner (Bud/Labbatt) or a pale ale (Sierra Nevada/Rolling Rock). Outside of Polleyes, I generally enjoy darker beers, but I don't think they would go well with such heavy food. Your thoughts?
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