More Snow

Peanut hidden by snow being thrown by Dr. Andy's snow blower. Lots of digging out to do. Lot's of fun on New Year's eve.

Ditched

Here's Chalupa looking at Dad's handy work. Yesterday it was rainy and 43 degrees. 24 hours later, we were supposed to only get an inch. 7 inches and a ditched car later... Thankfuly a passer by had a chain and tow bar. We escaped uninjured and Tootsie even ate a tire or two... including one on a Sheriff's car.

Drizzly Walk In The Woods

With Chalupa, Peanut and Beaner in the lead, Koko and I followed.





Later, I was followed by the Peanut, Mr. B Dawg, and Side Track. It was a cold, wet walk in the woods to be sure.

Let 'em Roll

It started down the center, but veered off to the right for a pick up of one pin. Another bowlingpalooza in Mankato. This time, Peanut demonstrates fine form while waiting for the outcome of this toss.

Mirror, Mirror in the Grocery Store...

"Grocery shopping is simply not the same. Look! They let all kinds of riff raff roam the aisles. Kids like this shouldn't be allowed into the wild. Ack! Hey budd! Yeah, you over there! Can I get a little kelp in the produce section?"

According to this crustation

Say What?

I think Uncle Brinz is wearing lipstick!

Mother and daugher

Always thoughtful. Always beautiful. Sidetrack, and her mother on Christmas evening.

Bro-in-laws

"Any which way goes by,

let the water pass me down.

Once in a lifetime,

let the water pass me down.

Same as it every was.

Same as it ever was."

-D. Byrne

Before and After

(From left) Chalupa, Side Track, Mr. B. Dawg, Peanut and Beaner are busy decorating holiday cookies to be shared with the masses on Christmas day.




Here are is a sampling of their artistic abilities. Bon (virtual) appetite!

Good Morning Winter Break!

Ahhhh yes, this relaxing moment to our holiday break finds the tribe gathered 'round the counter for a plateful of cakes (the pan variety), cinnamon rolls (of the Pilsbury Dough Boy variety) and bacon (of the fatted swine variety). As you can see, Mr. B. Dawg adheres to a breakfast-casual dress code, and his sisters didn't seem to mind. Appauling as this might be to Ms. Martha Stewart, I would point out that Mr. B. Dawg's skivvies look a heck of a lot better than an institutional orange jump suit! And so begins our X-mas vacation.

Lost and Found

So the excitement tonight involves a stolen purse. Yes, that's right. Side Track's purse was heisted from her car when she went in to pick up Ike from daycare this evening. She went in under the cloak of upper midwest darkenss (5:30 p.m.) and came out less than five minutes later.

When she got home she got into the house and looked quizical as she stated that she thought she brought her purse to the car. But when she unloaded the car, it wasn't there.

Long story short: after returning to work to look for the purse; going out to dinner with one of our daughters on Buzz Daddy's cash (of course); a phone call to our home from the bank about a very large charge on our card...

As it goes all the cards were canceled, the cell phone was shut off and a police report was filed. And just as all of this was completed... we got a call that the purse was found (sans cell phone). All the cards and everything was in place. Now... the cell phone has GPS which has been turned over to the Police. Maybe they can find the perpetrators.

I can say this with some certainty: despite the safe community in which we feel we live, Side Track will NEVER leave her purse (more like a huge satchel with a NEON sign that says "TAKE ME!) on the front seat of her unlocked care again. Even a daycare facility in a very safe neighborhood is prone to a clever thief. All's well that could have ended worse.

And that was just tonight! Who knows what craziness lurks tomorrow?

Saturday

That would be Chalupa at the free-throw line. The team of Mankato 3rd and 4th graders lost all three games on Saturday. But they were playing agains the 5th grade teams in this tournament. Afterwards we commented that these young ladies got about 4 weeks of constructive practice crammed into one day.

As for the Chalupa... she learned something new in each game. By the last game, she had at least 7 rebounds, 2 steals, and 5 points.

During one of the breaks between games, Chalupa, Buzz Daddy and Beaner managed to squeeze in lunch at the Rainforest Cafe in the MOA (Mall of America). Our waiter, Tin, took the pic. Thanks Tin!

Nope, Definately Not Reindeer

So we walked out the door this evening to take Chalupa to Basketball practice when what to our wondering eyes should appear? Yep two deer feeding on acorns in our front lawn. They seem to be making a regular habit of this. They are lucky this year. Forecasters say this will be the brownest Christmas this part of Minnesota has seen for more than 50 years! Beats the heck out of snowblowing, that's for sure!

Four Years and Counting

Mr. B. Dawg shows off his smile. He's been practicing for four years and it's beginning to show.

Happy B. Day and warm wishes for a terrific year ahead!

Oh Christmas Tree...

Make no mistake, this is a big one. Unfortunately, the point-and shoot camera doesn't manage glare very well. The tree is about 14' tall and at least 5' wide at the base (see image of Side Track - left)

Here are five of the seven members of the tree trimming crew (below). From left... Beaner, Rita, Mr. Z, Maheen, and the Chalupa (not pictured are Peanut and Mr. B. Dawg). Fun was had by one and all.

From Zero to Thirty-Five

Yesterday there were zero degree's in Monkey Doo.








Today there were thirty-five degrees and wind was from the south.









Buzz Daddy took advantage of the warmer weather with a noon-time jog around Indian Lake (pictured here). This beautiful lake is a 2.5 mile jog on a paved trail from the YMCA. It's about 2.5 miles around the lake on trail and gravel road. Round trip from the Y, it's about 7 miles of scenic solitude.







And for those who will join us in "The Hole" on January 1, the ice is lookin' good!

A Cold Thursday Night

While the Chalupa was at basketball practice, the rest of the tribe took in Beaner's holiday choral concert.

As an editorial aside, being in a Jr. High amidst these rascals, really made me (Buzz Daddy) remember how completely dorky us guys were at that age. I was quickly reminded by another parent that despite how dorky we were, we actually thought we were pretty damn cool. Perhaps our kids would argue that those things never changed!

AG

Beaner and Peanut are playing a quick round of A.G. (American Girl) before they turn in for the night. Nothing like a little imagination to keep those creative juices flowing.

"Cold cold cold like an Ice Cream Cone" - M. Jagger

It has arrived. Arctic temps, a day of flurries, and WIND! Not good for running outside. Ugh!

Late T-Giving Entry

And this is the crew that showed up to feed at the Taylor trough on Thanksgiving day. And if they complain about the "slop", we quickly remind them that they brought it all themselves as the Taylor's supplied the Turkey and they supplied the rest. Combined we supplied the entertainment.

When in drought...

...make snow... just like "Mt." Kato.

New "Opportunity" for Buzz Daddy

As the wheels of Corporate America churn on, sometimes one finds themself staring at the underside of the bus as it rolls overhead. In this case, Buzz Daddy's job was legitimately eliminated. His business development services were no longer needed.

Thankfully the coporate mission of "opportunity and security" was fulfilled by a variety of company leaders. After a few very harrowing weeks (which included the flooded basement) and the very real spector of a new year as an unemployed statistic, a terrific opportunity became available and BD is now on a new bus and in a new seat. He will help organize, coordinate and direct email marketing efforts for one of the businesses held by the parent company.

Onward, upward and don't look back. Thanks to those who offered moral support and helped us keep our sense of humor about these crazy life events. 2007 is shaping up to be more adventurous than ever. WAAAA HOOOOO!

Going Down For a Nap

After a hard afternoon of playing with a friend, Mr. B. Dawg gets a story read to him right before a little afternoon siesta.

Recital

Beaner and the Chalupa were two of several musicians to entertain and swarming throng of parents, siblings and doting grandparents at this year's holiday recital.

Big nose, tall hat and nothing really to photograph. This guy is lost, clueless and really quite obscene. He is the kind of voyer that should probably be locked up.

It's not like they say

Despite what the marketing materials tells us, U-Haul is wrong. Buzz Daddy and "brother" Joe will testify that moving is never made easy. Here you see the fridge, soon to be joined by the freezer, hoses, beer can collection), skis, cooking pan, grill, and a few other odds and ends. This is the first of what may be many trips to Northern Wisconsin in an effort to help the inlaws move to a more hospitable environment in the Twin Cities.