Fake Husband

I was checking out fiverr, and found this great "ad," if you will:

Sorry, You'll have to click on the picture to enlarge

Go get 'em, Tiger.

Silly Dog.

Have you seen this yet? If not, here you go. I've watched it probably 10 times, and it makes me laugh every time.

Enjoy!

You can see more at youtube.com/talkinganimals

Better and Worse.

There are two food items that I haven't had in probably at least 10 years or so. In the last couple of days, I've decided to bring them back into my life, but one taste better and the other tastes worse than I remember.

Here's the verdict:

Oatmeal: Better.

I've never liked Oatmeal by itself; I thought it was disgusting and if eaten, it must be put in chocolate chip cookies {my fav} or something. I would take Cream of wheat over this stuff any day.

Well, I decided to give it another chance, and it actually isn't nearly as bad as I remember it being! Of course though, to make it more bearable, you have to add a little bit o' honey {not to be confused with the actual candy} or something to it.

Pistachio Pudding: Worse.

My memory of eating this is many moons ago when my sister was going to college, and I stayed with her for a few days. One of her roommates shared some of her pistachio pudding with me, and I thought it was amazing.

When I was at the grocery store the other day, I passed it and thought I would give it a try again. To my dismay, it wasn't nearly as good as I remembered it being. It wasn't terrible, but it wasn't fantastic. Pretty disappointing, really.


Oh, and I just thought of one thing that I use to absolutely hate as a kid: Tomatoes! This was quite annoying because my dad would always plant many of them in the garden growing up. When my mom would allow, I would pick a couple, cut a slit in them so it looks like a mouth, make it "talk" then make it "throw up" by pushing its guts out {I think I saw it on a kid's tv show or something}

But, I would like to announce, that I actually DO like tomatoes now; although every once in a while I don't like them.

One thing I still don't like? Olives. While working at Subway, I would periodically try them, to see if I've changed my mind- nope. Still disgusting. But I like the smell of them, weird huh? This is mostly for black olives, I tried some green ones last year, and they were ok, but incredibly salty (maybe from the red thing in the middle?)

Ok, enough about food, for today at least.

I want to....

Today I made a list of "things I want to do before I die." {bucket list, right? I remember that movie... ;) }

I've made these before,

One for a class I took {somewhere in a binder at home},

One strictly for Hawaii that Wolfgang and I made for ourselves when we were in that stage of not-dating-yet-officially-but-I-want-to-hang-out-with-you-all-the-time-stage,

And one when Wolfgang and I first got married, mostly of places we want to visit, which is in his "goal book" somewhere.

I can't remember all of the ones I've already put in these previous lists, but I re-wrote the ones I could remember, and added a few. Some of them are ridiculous, some silly, and some definitely achievable. Here are just a few:

-Touch or "play" with a Killer Whale {yes, really.}
-Learn how to play the cello
-Get a Masters Degree
-Translate what someone is saying into a different language to someone else {make sense? it does to me}
-Read the entire Bible, cover to cover {guess I'm not a "true" Christian since I haven't done this...}
-Hike "Stairway to Heaven" on Oahu {can't believe we didn't do this while we were there. Oh well, an excuse to go back!}



What's on YOUR bucket list?

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Think outside the box...

...and into the hot tub.


Who says you can't put a water mattress in a hot tub?

That's right, Nobody.

Happy Day.

Happy Father's day to my old man.

on the beach, where everyone belongs.

I love you very much and am grateful for the good man that you are to your family and to those around you.

May mom let you have all the chocolate ice cream you could ever want (and some raspberry sorbet, too?) on your special day. ;)


Love,

The favorite (and I guess Wolfgang too)

Mr. mom

Have you every noticed that a lot of men will only push baby strollers with just one hand {and usually walk to the side of the stroller, not directly behind it}, and not both? As if it is "unmanly" to put both hands on the handle.

I remember thinking this before, after I had seen a lot of men doing the one-handed-push-the-child technique; I was once again reminded of it today when I saw a man pushing his cranky daughter in her stroller who was, indeed, doing it one-handedly.

I wonder what my husband will do when we have kids? Europeans tend to be a little more 'metro', so he'll use both hands then, right? ;)