Where Have You Been?

I've been updating a lot lately on FaceBook and have ignored my blog. I guess it's because it's so easy to just jot down an idea or upload a photo on FB instead of organizing my thoughts into something coherent here.

Honestly, though, I just read through my posts back to Zac's birthday in August. Not much has changed.

I've begun to notice how my family's year-to-year activities are just about the same. You could overlay the calendar from one year to the next year and not have much variation: Jake's birthday, Mardi Gras, my birthday, Easter, baseball, summer vacation, youth trips, George's birthday, school, Zac's birthday, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Those are the big highlights.

I always thought it was strange when I was a kid when the adults around me would comment on how quickly time goes by. I completely understand now.

One more thing...I've had over 6,000 hits on my blog since it started. There are also 8 followers. Pretty cool.

Ice Cream Man

Hey everyone. This is a quick post to let you know that I haven't forgotten about my blog. I've been a little preoccupied.

We had an EXTRA-FABULOUS trip to Disney World a couple of weeks ago that if you follow me on Facebook, you were able to attend vicariously. I'll get some pix up later to update my faithful readers...

Baseball has started back up as have the spring events of youth ministry in South Louisiana

But, I'm here to tell you now that I've come across the best ice cream I've ever had. And I'll tell you that I've had some of the best ice cream EVER (I am from Texas after all). Between my grandma's homemade vanilla/peach/strawberry and Blue Bell (any flavor), I would consider myself an aficionado.

Tonight's revelation is New Orleans Ice Cream Co. Cream Cheese flavor. It was sweet and savory at the same time, if that makes sense. Not too sweet, yet creamy and delicious.

It was a little pricey, almost $5 for a pint, but well worth it for a special treat. They have several other flavors which hint at the New Orleans style, Chocolate City, Praline Crunch, and Ponchatoula Strawberry, just to name a few.

I hope you can find it in your store. I bought it at Winn Dixie. Until recently, it was only available in extreme Southern Louisiana, but it appears as though they're expanding their distribution.

Hopefully you can find it. If you can't, you can come here for a visit and I'll hook you up!

I don't have a snarky song title for this post

I'm totally aggravated by American Idol.

I didn't watch it until the year Fantasia won and since then I've been hooked. I guess that's long enough to say I'm a die-hard fan. I watch from the humiliating beginnings until the bloody-fingers-from-voting end.

Tonight they let go of Tyler Grady, the kid who auditioned in Boston with braces on his arms. I loved him. He was super cool...probably too cool for AI.

All I heard from the judges for the last, I don't remember how many weeks, was how cool, neat, retro, or sexy he was. So...last night he brings the cool, neat, retro and sexy and they lambasted him. They told him he was a one-trick pony, he needed to be more current, yada yada.

He was totally sabotaged.

I don't know how far behind AI season 9 I can get.

It's Magic

I don't know if it's the super-secret chemical that will burn a hole in my pipes, poison the water table, and create three-headed fish, or the abrasive grit, but the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser is the only thing that will clean my bathtub.

I love it.

I'd show you a before and after picture, but I'm not that into full disclosure.

And in other news...Seriously, am I the only one who is bothered by my question in the last post? C'mon. Surely there are opinions, especially after last night's petulant, childish thrashing the Supreme Court, Congress, Senate, previous Administration, and the American public took from the President.

What's the Frequency, Kenneth?

I have a question. I would like everyone to chime in, whether or not I know you.

Does anyone have any idea when the American workforce began being referred to as "workers?"

This has troubled me for a while and I'd like to hear some ideas on the subject.

That is all.

Do You Want to Know a Secret

George and I have been keeping a huge secret from the kids. Over the Mardi Gras break, we're going to America's Mecca, Disney World.

We were going to pick up the kids from school on Friday, February 12, head east and see how long it takes them to figure out our destination.

Last night I picked up Zac from baseball practice. He asked me when was Valentine's Day. He grabbed my phone to look at the calendar to see which day was the 14th and pushed the key to open the day.



I figured I would let it slip eventually, but I thought it would be kind of like that scene in Austin Powers where he can't stop saying mole. I'm the worst at keeping things to myself. It's been all I could do to not blurt this out.

Cover Me

George and the kids were home today for the Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. federal holiday. Around here we don't get Presidents Day, but by Jeebus, we will celebrate the Doctor. Don't get me started.

Anyway, in the spirit of President Obama's mandate to make this day a day of service, my people served me quite well.

They cleaned off the car port. Now I can park my Suburban under cover.

Doesn't it look nice?