<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145</id><updated>2012-01-13T23:17:30.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from the Couch</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Two&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; people.  One couch.  Lots of thinking going on....&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Or not.&lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>343</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1888858665588182093</id><published>2012-01-13T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:17:30.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Makes My Blood Boil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A Facebook friend &lt;a href="http://www.wolfhirschhorn.org/2012/01/amelia/brick-walls/"&gt;posted this link&lt;/a&gt;, and the story makes my blood boil. I'm not sure what can be done, but posting it for a wider audience can't hurt as a start. Boost the signal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1888858665588182093?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1888858665588182093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1888858665588182093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1888858665588182093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1888858665588182093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-makes-my-blood-boil.html' title='This Makes My Blood Boil'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6546458469513493856</id><published>2012-01-09T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:47:45.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Casserole-y Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love lasagna (well, I love my &lt;strong&gt;mom's&lt;/strong&gt; lasagna, no other, including my own, measures up). However, I'm lazy. The big lasagna noodles are clunky to work with, and all the layers is just too much work. So what's a lasagna lovin' guy supposed to do? He cheats, of course. This recipe is pretty close to my lasagna, I just switch up the noodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baked Ziti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Ingredients:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 oz ziti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 lb ground sausage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 c finely chopped onions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 cloves garlic, minced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 c tomato sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 oz ricotta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 egg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 c parmesan cheese, grated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tsp dried oregano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 c mozzarella cheese, shredded&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Method:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cook the pasta as per directions on the box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brown the sausage over medium-high heat in a 12&amp;quot; frying pan. Once browned, add the onions and garlic and cook until the onions are soft. Drain if necessary and return to the pan. Add the tomato sauce and cook over low heat for about 10 minutes. Combine this mixture thoroughly with the pasta, set aside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a medium bowl, combine the ricotta, egg, parmesan cheese and oregano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scoop about half of the pasta/sausage/sauce mixture into an 8x8&amp;quot; pan. Add the cheese mixture by the spoonful on top of the pasta and smooth out. Scoop the remaining pasta/sausage/sauce mixture on top, then top with mozzarella cheese. Cover with foil and bake for an hour at 350 degrees, removing the foil for the last 15 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Serves 4-6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't actually use ziti for my baked ziti, since it was literally double the price of mostaccioli. Since it was roughly the same size and shape, I didn't figure it mattered. I used sweet italian sausage, because Amy isn't a big fan of spicy sausage. I also made my own ricotta, but I'll post about that the next time I make it. All in all, this turned out well. Happy had seconds! Come to think of it, &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-for-dinner.html"&gt;he had seconds the last time I made a casserole&lt;/a&gt;, too. Hrm, I'm sensing a pattern...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6546458469513493856?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6546458469513493856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6546458469513493856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6546458469513493856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6546458469513493856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-casserole-y-goodness.html' title='More Casserole-y Goodness'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1400408789565330300</id><published>2012-01-03T21:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:25:23.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for Dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't posted a recipe in a loooooong time, so here's one that I've been working on for a while. I think I've got it down pretty well now, so I've stopped fiddling. Let me know how it comes out if you give it a try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicken Soup Casserole &amp;#225; la Bald Man Tom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="section"&gt;The Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 large, boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cooked and diced or cubed (around 2 cups)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 tbsp butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 oz frozen mirepoix mix (carrots, onions, celery)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pinch of salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 tbsp flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-1/2 c milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3-1/2 tsp chicken bouillon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tbsp poultry seasoning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp garlic powder (not garlic salt!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 oz noodles, cooked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;water (for cooking the noodles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup bread crumbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp poultry seasoning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tsp olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="section"&gt;The Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat the oven to 375.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Place a skillet over medium-high heat and melt the butter. When melted, add the  mirepoix mix and a pinch of salt and cook until softened, about 5 min. Lower the heat to medium, then add the flour and stir, cooking about another 2 min. Lower the heat to low. Add the milk, bouillon, garlic powder and 2 tbsp poultry seasoning to the pan and stir constantly while it thickens. Add the noodles and chicken, stir to combine everything. Transfer the mixture to a 9x9 or 8x8 baking dish. In a small bowl, combine the bread crumbs, 1 tbsp poultry seasoning and olive oil, then sprinkle over the casserole mixture. Bake for 45 minutes, let stand 5 minutes before serving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Serves 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This goes over pretty well at our house. Happy even had seconds tonight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1400408789565330300?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1400408789565330300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1400408789565330300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1400408789565330300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1400408789565330300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for Dinner?'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6416398979233596411</id><published>2012-01-02T20:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:00:42.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold and Snowy Day in Central OH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn9Vytd_5Q4/TwJbZpFB-mI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-LHtKaEdJWA/s1600/2012_0102Image0002_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:inline; margin:5px; float:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn9Vytd_5Q4/TwJbZpFB-mI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-LHtKaEdJWA/s320/2012_0102Image0002_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="Manatees at feeding time"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693213375031540322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the great things about living in the Central Ohio area is the &lt;a href="http://columbuszoo.org"&gt;Columbus Zoo&lt;/a&gt;. This is our second year with a family subscription, and I can say that it is easily the best money we spend each year. The zoo itself is awesome, one of the best in the country, but for those inclement days when you just have got to get the family out of the house before complete insanity sets in, there's an aquarium and manatee rehabilitation center. During the winter, both are nearly deserted, so there's plenty of room for the family to wander and explore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="clear:both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56cT4dHSl94/TwJbgTwq4aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/r1S04oTdNug/s1600/2012_0102Image0008_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:inline; margin:5px; float:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56cT4dHSl94/TwJbgTwq4aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/r1S04oTdNug/s320/2012_0102Image0008_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="Aquarium"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693213489568080290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, we got to the manatees at feeding time. Poet and Happy were more interested in the diver than the manatees.  Especially Happy, since the diver who was anchoring the lettuce was a young woman. Sigh. He's going to be trouble...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6416398979233596411?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6416398979233596411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6416398979233596411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6416398979233596411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6416398979233596411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/cold-and-snowy-day-in-central-oh.html' title='Cold and Snowy Day in Central OH'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn9Vytd_5Q4/TwJbZpFB-mI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-LHtKaEdJWA/s72-c/2012_0102Image0002_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6734979793134472038</id><published>2012-01-01T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:37:36.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Items</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Item the first: my kids &lt;strong&gt;asked&lt;/strong&gt; for mashed potatoes for dinner tonight. OK, that's not quite true, I offered them rice, noodles or mashed potatoes, and they chose mashed potatoes. This is significant because until a month ago, neither would touch a potato if it wasn't julienned and deep fried. Color me happy, that means we can re-introduce potatoes to the menu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Item the second: my parents got me one of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cuisinart-Ceramic-Santoku-Plastic-Resistant/dp/B005G20HLE"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; for Christmas. I've used it pretty extensively for the last week, and I think I like it. This is my first  ceramic knife, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect. It's nice and sharp, and the handle on this one is a nice fit for my oversized hand. It's a little light for my preference, but I'm getting used to it. I have to use a little more force to get through things like potatoes and carrots, but that might just be that I'm used to using an 8&amp;quot; blade. Anyhow, I like it well enough that I'm half tempted to get a larger ceramic knife for my knife block.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Item the third: we gave Poet and Happy their first introduction to Star Wars tonight. They didn't watch much, just enough to see C3PO and R2D2, which they know from a t-shirt Happy had over the summer. They were completely rapt during their few minutes with one of my favorite movies. I'm eagerly anticipating them getting a little older so we can watch it and the rest of the series all the way through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6734979793134472038?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6734979793134472038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6734979793134472038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6734979793134472038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6734979793134472038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/three-items.html' title='Three Items'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4896680055018568633</id><published>2011-12-26T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:14:58.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brief Moment of Happy-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life with Happy has been less than happy for the last few months. His &amp;quot;two&amp;quot; started pretty mild, but picked up around 2-1/2 and has intensified into a pretty attitudinal start to &amp;quot;three&amp;quot;. There's mischievous taunting of Poet, punctuated by a lot of &amp;quot;NO!!!&amp;quot; shouted at Mommy and Daddy, all wrapped around lots of crying when he doesn't get his way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But through all that, there are some small glimmers of the wonderful little boy who normally inhabits our house. For instance, today we were driving home from visiting Amy's folks. While flitting through one of a dozen small towns on our back-roads trip, Happy woke from his nap:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style='list-style-type: none'&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy&lt;/i&gt;: DADDY, DADDY!!! (because sometimes shouting &amp;quot;DADDY&amp;quot; only once isn't enough to wake everyone in the car)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;listyle='list-style-type: none'&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me, while adjusting the rear view mirror so I could see him&lt;/i&gt;: Yeah buddy?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style='list-style-type: none'&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy, smiling that sweet, beautiful smile that will someday get him in a WHOLE LOT of trouble&lt;/i&gt;: I love you very much!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's never said that to me before, and certainly never unbidden. Made me want to grab him out of his seat and give him a big hug and kiss right there. Of course by night's end, he'd done something that again made me want to leave him with Grandma for a few years, but there, in that moment, he was my wonderful Happy boy again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4896680055018568633?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4896680055018568633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4896680055018568633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4896680055018568633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4896680055018568633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/brief-moment-of-happy-ness.html' title='A Brief Moment of Happy-ness'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4586104133349711314</id><published>2011-12-23T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T08:59:22.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Following &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/blended-family.html"&gt;yesterday's adventure&lt;/a&gt;, I got a phone call from the mechanic this morning. The initial guess from the shop was that I'd destroyed my car's clutch, which was the repair that was to have cost $1300. As luck would have it, it wasn't the clutch, but the CV shaft which bought the big one.  And happily, the estimated cost for this repair is more in the $400 neigborhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cue MAJOR sigh of relief :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4586104133349711314?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4586104133349711314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4586104133349711314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4586104133349711314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4586104133349711314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-after-all.html' title='Merry Christmas, After All'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1388132059779728639</id><published>2011-12-22T22:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:49:28.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blended Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You may or may not know this, but ours is a blended family. That's right: Amy's car is automatic, mine is manual. Hers is a little bigger and more family-friendly, so we usually take it when we go places as a family. Since I work from home, mine doesn't get driven all that much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having a blended family does occasionally cause problems. Most often, the problems stem from me remembering which car I'm currently driving. I'll often try to downshift in Amy's car when I'm turning a corner, or I forget to put the car in park before shutting off the engine, which a) makes Amy nuts and b) causes the doors to remain locked (her car has this fancy feature that unlocks the doors when the car is shifted into park, but it only works, for whatever reason, if the engine is on). Once in a while, I'll forget that I'm driving my own car, and after putting on the parking brake I'll simply take my foot off the clutch, stalling the car. Today, I did a little worse than stall the car, I blew out my clutch. As I was backing into the drive today, I noticed the neighbors trash cans in the drive, so I wanted to be sporting and move them rather than run them over. When I took my foot off the clutch, instead of the usual lurch and then silence, there was a very loud WHA-BAAM! and the engine kept running. When I put the car into gear and tried driving, the engine revved, but the car didn't move.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whoops...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Merry Christmas, Mr. Mechanic, as you are the beneficiary of my estimated $1300 repair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1388132059779728639?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1388132059779728639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1388132059779728639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1388132059779728639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1388132059779728639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/blended-family.html' title='Blended Family'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4798594641796679078</id><published>2011-10-14T23:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:44:19.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question For the Masses</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Can someone please explain to me why everyone is in such a lather about &lt;a href="http://www.yuengling.com" title="Yuengling Beer"&gt;Yuengling&lt;/a&gt;?  I bought some of their lager today.  I can't say I think it's all that exceptional.  Yes, it's better than the mass produced swill that's out there, but I'd much prefer &lt;a href="http://www.greatlakesbrewing.com/beer/an-exceptional-family-of-beers/year-round/dortmunder-gold-lager" title="Dortmunder Gold"&gt;Great Lakes Brewery Dortmunder Gold&lt;/a&gt;.  Heck, I think &lt;a href="http://www.samueladams.com/enjoy-our-beer/boston-lager.aspx" title="Sam Adams Lager"&gt;Sam Adams&lt;/a&gt; is better.  What am I missing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4798594641796679078?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4798594641796679078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4798594641796679078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4798594641796679078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4798594641796679078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/10/question-for-masses.html' title='Question For the Masses'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-584978965894174736</id><published>2011-07-24T20:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:43:34.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We participated in a family tradition today:  we took the kids bowling for the very first time.  I know that many of you may scoff about bowling, but I have many fond memories of bowling while growing up.  My first league was an adult/junior league in which I bowled with my dad, and I bowled in leagues nearly every year through high school.  It's a big part of my family.  So today, we introduced Poet and Happy.  They were very excited and really had a blast.  As a bonus, they behaved well enough that we want to do it again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-ExxYk2gk/Tiy7vD9OQvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nmsRGQtSSec/s320/poet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633083651123987186" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--c0QcchauOE/Tiy7__OyhqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uUaBVb67aCk/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633083941913265826" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-584978965894174736?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/584978965894174736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=584978965894174736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/584978965894174736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/584978965894174736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-ExxYk2gk/Tiy7vD9OQvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nmsRGQtSSec/s72-c/poet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4557256446821934567</id><published>2011-07-01T22:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:47:37.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts in Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know, I know... this poor blog has been neglected.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a small post but one that I have been thinking about all day. This morning during our wake up snuggle Happy was babbling and kept mentioning we were on a space ship. Where he came up with that I don't know but it was fun pretending with him.  It also made me think of the &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/imagegallery/image_feature_1911.html"&gt;cartoon&lt;/a&gt; I saw earlier this week.  The shuttle program is ending and there goes my boy's dream of space ships. I am sad that he (or his sister) will not get to experience the joy and pride of &lt;/span&gt;remembering a shuttle launch. I could go on but it is bedtime and this a just a random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4557256446821934567?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4557256446821934567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4557256446821934567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4557256446821934567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4557256446821934567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/thoughts-in-space.html' title='Thoughts in Space'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3967108123665137827</id><published>2011-04-22T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:08:49.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What?  Is this really a post to TftC?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes, we're still here.  Yes, it's been a very long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of you may know that I recently had a birthday.  Those who do probably know that I don't usually feel inclined to celebrate such an event, but honestly, since I have such an awesome wife, I didn't mind this year.  What did she do this year that was so cool?  Here, lemme show you what she got me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqTjjPQyeM/TbIz581_neI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ll9x2RqeUjg/s1600/TomAndHisTowel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqTjjPQyeM/TbIz581_neI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ll9x2RqeUjg/s320/TomAndHisTowel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598594357453102562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's right.  She got me a towel.  For my 42nd birthday.  Now I have no need to panic, and I'll always know where my towel is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my geeky wife :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3967108123665137827?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3967108123665137827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3967108123665137827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3967108123665137827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3967108123665137827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-is-this-really-post-to-tftc.html' title='What?  Is this really a post to TftC?'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqTjjPQyeM/TbIz581_neI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ll9x2RqeUjg/s72-c/TomAndHisTowel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2103301660123649715</id><published>2010-10-03T22:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:06:31.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpedy Grumpedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was rainy-ish, cold-ish and very, very blah here in central OH, and, not wanting to have the kids running around outside, we took the younguns to a local mall which has an indoor play area.  We got there before all the stores opened so it wasn't too crowded, but the bad behavior of the other kids more than made up for it.  Poet and Happy and a lot of little kids kept getting knocked around the play area, cut in front of, and shoved off whatever they were climbing by kids bigger than they were.  Now, Amy and I followed our kids around to make sure that they played nice, waited their turns and were gentle with kids smaller than themselves.  Where the heck were the parents of these bigger kids?  Obviously not worried about what they were doing or how they were behaving, that's for sure.  If my kids behaved the way these bigger kids did, they'd have been scolded, put in time out, and or taken home.  Am I just being over sensitive because it was my kids this happened to?  Or should I have some expectation that parents teach their kids how to behave appropriately and play nice?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2103301660123649715?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2103301660123649715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2103301660123649715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2103301660123649715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2103301660123649715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/grumpedy-grumpedy.html' title='Grumpedy Grumpedy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2536557234183353057</id><published>2010-10-02T20:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:43:10.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Shopping In Central Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I found something unusual at our local grocery store tonight:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TKfQ7AnO9FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u0QzTOL_Zl8/s1600/pingpongballs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TKfQ7AnO9FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u0QzTOL_Zl8/s200/pingpongballs.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523613180188619858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, where would you find something like this in a grocery store?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TKfRVx_H9FI/AAAAAAAAAIc/d28r3LH2gfk/s1600/beeraisle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TKfRVx_H9FI/AAAAAAAAAIc/d28r3LH2gfk/s200/beeraisle.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523613640118760530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder what the message is here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2536557234183353057?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2536557234183353057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2536557234183353057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2536557234183353057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2536557234183353057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/grocery-shopping-in-central-ohio.html' title='Grocery Shopping In Central Ohio'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TKfQ7AnO9FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u0QzTOL_Zl8/s72-c/pingpongballs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4653583105018147440</id><published>2010-09-11T21:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:07:25.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Butt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TIwy8fbkBKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HzkAZMZr0ko/s1600/2010_0911Image0011_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TIwy8fbkBKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HzkAZMZr0ko/s320/2010_0911Image0011_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515839658432660642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... well, actually, it's &amp;quot;bear butt.&amp;quot;  Or maybe &amp;quot;bare bear butt.&amp;quot;  You get the idea :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spent much of the day at the Columbus Zoo.  We have passes this year, and have really putting them to good use.  The polar bears are this years &amp;quot;hot new exhibit,&amp;quot; with viewing above ground and from a new underwater area.  We'd been there twice before and both times the bears just lolled around on rocks out of the water.  When we got there today, one of the workers had just thrown several toys in the water, and the bears jumped in and were swimming around playing.  It was very, very cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's visit was prompted by the appearance of a &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/dora-the-explorer/" title="Dora"&gt;little hispanic cartoon girl&lt;/a&gt;, who both of the kids love.  There was a breakfast meetup, which we skipped, several &amp;quot;drive through the zoo on a golf cart&amp;quot; tours, and several scheduled photo ops where the kids could get their picture taken with the little adventurer.  We managed to get in on the last photo op of the day, and, lo and behold, our kids actually didn't freak out, and managed to stand still long enough for us to take a few pictures.  They even got to give her a hug and high five.  Good times were had by all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TIw025YHmXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qj5QHaRkMPE/s1600/2010_0911Image0025_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TIw025YHmXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qj5QHaRkMPE/s320/2010_0911Image0025_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515841761341577586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4653583105018147440?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4653583105018147440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4653583105018147440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4653583105018147440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4653583105018147440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/bare-butt.html' title='Bare Butt!'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/TIwy8fbkBKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HzkAZMZr0ko/s72-c/2010_0911Image0011_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3193647962716215609</id><published>2010-07-21T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:49:59.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Bald Man Been Up To?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You might have noticed that I really don't talk much about work online.  I just think that things can get a little... weird.  Well, today, I'm going to go ahead and ignore that, because what I've been working on has been so cool, I really want to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I work for a small company called &lt;a href='http://brandthunder.com' title='Brand Thunder'&gt;Brand Thunder&lt;/a&gt;.  We make customized themes for the Firefox and Internet Explorer web browsers.  Recently, we completed a project that will not only change the way we create our Firefox themes, it also provides benefits to people who use and develop Personas for Firefox.  Original Personas have one background image which is anchored top-right in the browser and cannot repeat.  With Personas Interactive, a Persona designer can use multiple images which can be anchored left, right or center, and can be repeated.  I think that this creates more interesting experiences for you, the users.  With original Personas, designers were required to submit their Personas to Mozilla to be hosted so that persona previewing could be enabled.  With Personas Interactive, anyone can host a Personas gallery and grant permission for sites to allow persona previewing, which gives the designer more flexibility, and you the users more places to go to find personas (once this catches on).  There's more but you can read more about it &lt;a href='http://personasinteractive.com' title='Personas Interactive'&gt;at the Personas Interactive website&lt;/a&gt;, or on the blog of our Firefox developer &lt;a href='http://kaply.com/weblog/2010/07/07/personas-interactive/'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href='http://kaply.com/weblog/2010/07/08/what-is-a-persona/'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href='http://kaply.com/weblog/2010/07/09/enhanced-personas/'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='http://kaply.com/weblog/2010/07/16/interactive-themes/'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It's pretty heady stuff, mostly aimed at personas developers, but if you're interested in how it's done and want to give it a go yourself, have a read.  If all you want to do is see examples of how things work, I have a very small gallery put together over &lt;a href='http://personas.baldmantom.is-a-geek.net'&gt;at my Personas site&lt;/a&gt;.  Fair warning, I'm no artist, seeing what I've done may make your eyes bleed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you give our stuff a try.  Another fair warning: Brand Thunder's primary revenue source is via our search partners, Bing and Ask. When you install Personas Interactive, Bing Search will be set as the default search engine. Please give Bing a try.  It'll help feed the kids...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3193647962716215609?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3193647962716215609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3193647962716215609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3193647962716215609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3193647962716215609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-bald-man-been-up-to.html' title='What&apos;s the Bald Man Been Up To?'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4280478389788656599</id><published>2010-07-15T22:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:46:46.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Us This Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lately, our family has been on a bread kick.  Amy found &lt;a href="http://steamykitchen.com/168-no-knead-bread-revisited.html" title="this recipe"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt; online and it has been a &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; hit around here (the actual recipe is a good way down the page, past the whole part about how the author's four-year-old makes the bread).  I'd encourage you to give it a try as is.  If you're less of a &amp;quot;rustic&amp;quot; type and more of a &amp;quot;make me a gosh-darned sammich&amp;quot; type like me, try the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;No Knead Bread Recipe - Perfect for Sammiches&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adapted from &lt;a href="http://steamykitchen.com/168-no-knead-bread-revisited.html" title="this recipe"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt;, you can read about all the different adaptations her recipe went through to get to where hers currently sits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 cups bread flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 tsp instant yeast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3/4 Tbsp kosher salt (or 1 tsp table salt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1-1/2 cups warm water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Hardware&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the largest mixing bowl you can find&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a silicone spoon or spatula&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plastic wrap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bread loaf pan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooling rack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Method&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix all the ingredients in the large mixing bowl.  Get as much of the flour incorporated as you can.  The dough won't look all smooth like you've probably seen on TV, but that's perfectly OK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover the bowl with plastic wrap, stuff in a warm dry place for 12-24 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust a work surface lightly with flour, turn out the dough onto the work surface, and turn the dough over on itself a few times.  You're not kneading, just some gentle folding.  Don't overdo it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liberally butter the inside of a bread loaf pan, then dump the dough into the pan.  I like to press the dough into the pan to get it more evenly distributed.  Let the dough sit for 2 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat your oven to 350.  Bake the dough for 50-55 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After pulling from the oven, remove the bread from the loaf pan and place on a cooling rack.  While still rocket hot, smear butter over the top (yummmm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY IMPORTANT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Allow the bread to cool for at least an hour, or you may end up killing your bread.  No, it won't be easy.  Maybe you should go for a drive or something, because the yummy smell will drive you bonkers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slice, butter up, and consume.  Or slice, make yourself a gosh-darned sammich, and comsume.  Whatever.  Just eat it.  It's good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all enjoy as much as we have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4280478389788656599?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4280478389788656599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4280478389788656599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4280478389788656599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4280478389788656599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/give-us-this-day.html' title='Give Us This Day...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8909774026255169885</id><published>2010-06-01T21:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:50:59.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hi, Long time no post! A quick recap of life from the couch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Thanks mom for the spontaneous offer to watch the kids overnight. It was a wonderful break and chance to recharge and get some stuff done around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Happy's favorite color- blue. I think he likes to say the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Part of our weekend projects- a "big girl" bed for Poet. She is very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Poet's tear duct tubes were removed this morning. Every thing looks fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Happy is a passionate eater- 5 Q-tips were needed to clean the tomato sauce out of his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Our garden this year consists of 2 tomato plants hanging from a topsy turvy ... do they really work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Happy is 18 months this week- where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Home grown strawberries- yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Kona and Sid went for their yearly vet check last week.  It is hard to believe they are turning 6 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Lost is over- what else is there to watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8909774026255169885?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8909774026255169885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8909774026255169885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8909774026255169885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8909774026255169885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-on-tuesday.html' title='10 on Tuesday'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-332396892244835139</id><published>2010-05-02T22:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:01:55.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First (?) Sign * I'm Getting Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got new glasses on Friday, these were different.  Because, you see, I got my first pair of bifocals.  Now, I knew it was only a matter of time before I ended up with bifocals, as both of my parents wear them (actually, I think one or the other are technically farther up the multi-focal range).  And over the last six months or so, I started to notice that I had to hold things I was reading farther away than I previously did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, the bifocals aren't too bad.  I can see much more clearly near and at distance.  I was warned about distortion at the sides of my vision, but so far I haven't seen any.  After the first few minutes of &amp;quot;woogyvision,&amp;quot; my eyes settled in and I haven't had any problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: x-small"&gt;* no, going bald isn't a sign of getting old...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-332396892244835139?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/332396892244835139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=332396892244835139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/332396892244835139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/332396892244835139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-sign-im-getting-old.html' title='First (?) Sign * I&apos;m Getting Old'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4702965124808501600</id><published>2010-04-28T20:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:28:05.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something You Probably Didn't Know About Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My lovely wife is &lt;i&gt;ambiwoobieous *&lt;/i&gt;.  That is, she can use the woobie (that's the TV remote, for those of you not in the know) with either hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so proud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: x-small; color: green"&gt;If you or anyone you know uses &lt;i&gt;ambiwoobieous&lt;/i&gt;, you owe me a nickel :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4702965124808501600?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4702965124808501600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4702965124808501600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4702965124808501600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4702965124808501600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-you-probably-didnt-know-about.html' title='Something You Probably Didn&apos;t Know About Amy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3762736722158162384</id><published>2010-04-18T16:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:03:16.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Mouth of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When she was much smaller, Poet really loved her board books, particularly the &amp;quot;peek-a-boo&amp;quot; type.  Problem was, she was very hard on them, and would tear off the flaps.  Amy solved the problem the same way that any good red-blooded American would: she used duct tape.  When Happy got old enough for the &amp;quot;peek-a-boo&amp;quot; board books, he was similarly hard on the flaps.  One evening, probably seven or eight months ago, Amy was fixing a book when Poet wandered in.  The exchange went something like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;quot;Whatcha doing, Mommy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fixing Happy's book&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ooooh....&amp;quot;  &amp;lt;long pause&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;What's that?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;pointing to the roll of tape&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tape&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ooooh....&amp;quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little did we know how much of an impact that conversation would have on her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back in March, we went to one of our favorite local parks.  It's got a pair of baby swings, which the kids love, a pair of big swings, to which Poet is transitioning, and a twin slide, down which the kids race.  When we got to the big swings, we saw that someone had wrapped the chains all around the crossbar and the seats were all cattywampus, so we couldn't use them that day.&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;quot;What happened?&amp;quot; Poet wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They're broke, Poet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ooooh, broke.  Fix it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I can't but someone will soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ooooh.  With tape?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;boggle/&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Sure, Poet, with tape.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;OK!&amp;quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A week or so passed by before we returned to the park again, and the swings had been fixed, a fact which hadn't escaped Poet's notice.&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;quot;THEY FIXED IT!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why yes, Poet, they did!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;WITH TAPE!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, Poet, with tape.&amp;quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now every time we go to the park, Poet points out to us that they fixed the swings.  With tape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's so adorable... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3762736722158162384?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3762736722158162384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3762736722158162384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3762736722158162384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3762736722158162384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-mouth-of-child.html' title='From the Mouth of a Child'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3909473096778661535</id><published>2010-04-09T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:05:26.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Does My Wife Rock?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;She got me tickets for opening day for &lt;a href="http://www.indians.com" title="Tom's Favorite Team"&gt;my favorite baseball team&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;That's&lt;/em&gt; how much she rocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks, Sweetie :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3909473096778661535?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3909473096778661535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3909473096778661535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3909473096778661535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3909473096778661535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-much-does-my-wife-rock.html' title='How Much Does My Wife Rock?'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-84536602705457733</id><published>2010-03-10T22:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:22:31.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>with sauce?</title><content type='html'>I know this blog is turning into a story of the kids, but sometimes they are just too cute not share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big Christmas gift this year was a toy kitchen. One of the favorite games is having the kids make us some "food" to eat.  They enjoy running from their kitchen (in the kitchen) to the living room where we usually sitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we ask for the immediate response from Poet is - with sauce? Heaven forbid if you say no! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had:&lt;br /&gt;ravioli, with sauce, &lt;br /&gt;apple pie, with sauce,&lt;br /&gt;soup, with sauce,&lt;br /&gt;bread, with sauce.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fun trying to come up with items to add sauce too. Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-84536602705457733?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/84536602705457733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=84536602705457733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/84536602705457733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/84536602705457733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/with-sauce.html' title='with sauce?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5382155684121118002</id><published>2010-03-02T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:01:36.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking after Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Poet and Happy, being toddlers, often get distracted by whatever shiny thing happens to cross their field of vision.  When this happens, it's really hard to get them to focus on whatever it is that I want them to do.  I'll raise my voice to try to get their attention, and sometimes I even have to grab them and physically turn them and/or pull them toward me, and even sometimes &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; doesn't work.  Those of you who have parented toddlers know what I mean, I'm sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight at the end of bath time, Amy was trying to prompt Happy that it was time to get it out, but he ignored her, contentedly playing with whatever bath toy had attracted his attention.  She tried several times to get his attention, to no avail.  Then, completely unprompted, Poet grabs his chin and shouted, &amp;quot;Look at me!  LOOK!  AT!  ME!&amp;quot;  Yeah.  That'd be something I do and say on a regular basis.  Everyone (including Amy and me) collapsed in giggles, but Happy continued playing, so at least I know he wasn't playing favorites...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5382155684121118002?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5382155684121118002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5382155684121118002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5382155684121118002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5382155684121118002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-after-daddy.html' title='Taking after Daddy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-350781992527682580</id><published>2010-02-27T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:00:37.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Obsession</title><content type='html'>Need a gift for a 1 or 2 year old?&lt;br /&gt;This book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; a lot of love in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/S4nNUdgUzuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/661qDHC6mO0/s1600-h/Peek+a+Moo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/S4nNUdgUzuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/661qDHC6mO0/s200/Peek+a+Moo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443107376055242466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The only con- it is a paper book - not a board book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/amy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-16.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/amy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-17.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/amy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-18.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/amy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-19.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-350781992527682580?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/350781992527682580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=350781992527682580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/350781992527682580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/350781992527682580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsession.html' title='The Obsession'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/S4nNUdgUzuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/661qDHC6mO0/s72-c/Peek+a+Moo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5951417743780548791</id><published>2010-02-21T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:47:41.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>Over an hour  into "nap" time today and the laughing and yelling and sometimes crying is still going on.  We finally admit defeat- no nap today. We go into the kids room and ask- Why aren't you napping? Poet responds- " I don't know how".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5951417743780548791?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5951417743780548791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5951417743780548791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5951417743780548791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5951417743780548791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1617640895068284107</id><published>2010-02-11T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:12:18.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Company Without the Geeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Working for a tech company, one should reasonably expect to be surrounded by some small amount of geekdom.  Today at work, a few of us were talking about a particularly troublesome project, and I said, &amp;quot;Look, it's not like it's Kobayashi Maru or anything.&amp;quot;  My co-workers looked at me like I'd grown a second navel in my right cheek.  Neither of them had any idea what I was talking about.  A couple of hours later, the boss came in and I asked him, &amp;quot;If I said the phrase 'Kobayashi Maru' to you, you'd know what I'm talking about, right?&amp;quot;  Nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1617640895068284107?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1617640895068284107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1617640895068284107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1617640895068284107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1617640895068284107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/tech-company-without-geeks.html' title='Tech Company Without the Geeks'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7992362499067758043</id><published>2010-01-16T23:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:17:35.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personal Insomnia Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/S1KNMDjq-TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qTrZNr9A7j4/s320/Bear-Big-Blue-House-07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427555739187738930" /&gt;Meet Bear.  He lives in a big, blue house with his friends.  Bear is Poet's current fave in the realm of DVD watching.  Every night after dinner, she marches into the living room, points at the TV, cocks her head like a sad little puppy, and says &amp;quot;Bear?&amp;quot;  Only you know it isn't a question, no sirree, it's a demand.  Well, more like a threat:  Play Bear for me, or you won't know a moment's peace for the rest of the night.  But I digress.  This post isn't about Poet, it's about Bear, and his effect on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our routine, once Bear has been demanded, is for me to sit in my seat and start the DVD, then Poet jumps up in my lap while Happy dances in front of the TV.  I recline the chair, I hit the play button on the remote... and I'm out.  I have no idea why, but for whatever reason, I conk within two minutes of the video starting.  No, it's not the chair, or the position, because I sit in the chair often, and even frequently recline.  It's Bear.  He's magic, I tell you.  I've slept through an entire three episode event before, even with Poet getting bored and jumping down, and the kids playing noisily nearby.  It's kinda weird, but it's almost worth me buying a TV/DVD combo for the bedroom and putting the darned thing on continual play overnight.  Almost, but I don't think Amy would approve...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7992362499067758043?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7992362499067758043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7992362499067758043' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7992362499067758043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7992362499067758043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-personal-insomnia-cure.html' title='My Personal Insomnia Cure'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/S1KNMDjq-TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qTrZNr9A7j4/s72-c/Bear-Big-Blue-House-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-464428685332873503</id><published>2010-01-11T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:05:22.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>There are moments in our days that sneak in our hearts for us to hold tight.  Tonight was one of those moments. I never thought I would hear singing in our houses.  We did not know what the cleft or the repair would do to Poet' speech let alone her ability to sing. Well she has been on a singing kick for the last few days-  Jingle Bells and Frosty the Snowman (or Mailman), " &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snacktime%21"&gt;Here come the Geese&lt;/a&gt;" Ring Around the Rosie, and " &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bear_in_the_Big_Blue_House"&gt;What's in the Mail today?"&lt;/a&gt;  just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that she sings with passion and dancing,  I love that she sings duets with Daddy, I love that she sings to make her brother happy, I love that she sings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-464428685332873503?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/464428685332873503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=464428685332873503' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/464428685332873503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/464428685332873503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7319308619835130414</id><published>2010-01-07T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:03:04.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Getting Old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Being a man of a certain age, my annual physicals now include a very... uncomfortable... routine:  prostate exam.  My first one was yesterday.  Yay.  I'll not repeat the details here, as this is a family-oriented blog, but I'm certain that a quick perusal of your search engine would give you that information, in the unlikely event that you've been living under a rock.  Now, I'm not saying that the experience was even remotely enjoyable.  Not at all.  However, I will say that it wasn't nearly as bad as I'd thought it would be.  In fact, it's not even the worst medical experience I've had in the last five years.  That'd have to go to &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/prayers-for-tom.html" title="The Tube Incident"&gt;the tube incident&lt;/a&gt; from a few years ago.  As opposed to the tube, this procedure was over and done in a matter of seconds.  So, here's the PSA for all you men of a certain age out there: just suck it up and get it done.  A few seconds of discomfort is a small price to pay for early detection of a potential problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you, and God bless America.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7319308619835130414?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7319308619835130414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7319308619835130414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7319308619835130414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7319308619835130414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-youre-getting-old.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Getting Old...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8867642073431725427</id><published>2009-12-13T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:47:22.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, I've lost a friend.  I met this friend way back in 1997 when I moved into a house with long-time friend, Cooper, and now-friend, Xabu.  I think he was there right when we moved in, because neither Cooper nor Xabu takes credit for bringing him in.  He was there with us, mostly hanging out in the kitchen, all the way until I bought my house in NE OH, and followed me to my new place.  So devoted a friend, he even came with me to Central OH when I moved here six years ago.  He has seen me find the love of my life, get married, and become the father of two beautiful young kids.  But today, my friend ran out on me, and I have to say, I'm somewhat sad.  It'll be very, very hard to replace you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone know where I can find a restaurant supply store in the Central OH area?  I need another gigantic roll of plastic wrap...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SyW1Irl1MdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZoCjyXWxHg/s1600-h/OldFriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SyW1Irl1MdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZoCjyXWxHg/s320/OldFriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414933287727870418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8867642073431725427?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8867642073431725427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8867642073431725427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8867642073431725427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8867642073431725427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SyW1Irl1MdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZoCjyXWxHg/s72-c/OldFriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-516208494734504603</id><published>2009-12-10T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:30:50.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Apologize In Advance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... to anyone who &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0LEYwoooVfw" title="Don't do it.."&gt;clicks on this link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-516208494734504603?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/516208494734504603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=516208494734504603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/516208494734504603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/516208494734504603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-apologize-in-advance.html' title='I Apologize In Advance...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1770977796309864480</id><published>2009-12-07T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:35:56.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats</title><content type='html'>Before I forget or lose the little scraps of paper is a better name for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two birthday's in the last few weeks- that means the all important trip to the pediatrician for a check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poet turned two at the end of November.&lt;br /&gt;She weighs in at 26 lbs. 4 oz. and is 35.5 inches tall. If the &lt;a href="http://www.goodtoknow.co.uk/family/184841/Height-calculator--2-3-year-olds"&gt;old wives tale&lt;/a&gt; is true I see a basketball scholarship in her future!  Wow 5'11"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy turned one  last week (wow that was a fast year!)&lt;br /&gt;He weighs a respectable 22lbs. 6 oz  5oth percentile&lt;br /&gt;He is 30.25 inches tall 65th percentile&lt;br /&gt;His head circumference is 18.5 inches - 75th percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is doing fine the doctor is happy with how they are developing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1770977796309864480?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1770977796309864480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1770977796309864480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1770977796309864480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1770977796309864480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/stats.html' title='Stats'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5529279788936154273</id><published>2009-11-20T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:20:03.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Job (hopefully well) Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For those of you whose eyes gloss over when the talking turns to a technical, here's an executive summary for non-nerds:  &lt;blockquote&gt;Today was my last day at my now-former company.  This was a tough two weeks, and I unfortunately got done very little of what I set out to do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Non-nerds can stop here, if you wish, as the rest of this post will describe the last two weeks of my employment.  You have been warned...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gave notice of leaving the company on Friday, Nov 6.  I had planned to spend the next two weeks cleaning up (and in many cases writing) varying documentation for which I'm responsible, so that those who have to pick up where I left off could make a smooth transistion.  As my main job involved testing our application, I figured on fleshing out as much of the testing plan that is rattling around in my head as possible.  That plan lasted until Monday when I got to work and found that I had no internet connection.  You see, one of the other hats that I have been wearing is IT Brigade member, so I set to work figuring out what went wrong.  It didn't take long.  Our domain controller, which for varying and sundry reasons did not have a backup, had died over the weekend.  Domain logins, DNS, DHCP, all gone.  And since the domain controller had died a rather permanent death, recovery wasn't going to be easy, especially since none of us IT Brigade folks actually have any idea how any of those things mentioned above really work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First thing was first, try to restore some semblance of connectivity, at least within the office.  We had no spare hardware anywhere, other than a 32-bit Ubuntu box which was designated to be a new firewall.  We really would have liked to have installed a Windows server, since that had been what we'd used before, but we only had available licenses for a 64-bit server, so for the time being, we did the best with what we had.  My coworker and I managed, through a lot of trial and error, to get DHCP and DNS mostly working by the end of the day, but we still had no way of getting people logged into our network.  We spent part of Tuesday trying to figure out how to turn our new DHCP/DNS server into a domain controller, but ended up going out and purchasing a new 64-bit box anyway (what a bargain, managed to get a low-end system for under $300).  Got the domain controller set up by the end of Tuesday using our 64-bit server license, then spent Wednesday through Friday moving DNS/DHCP over to the Windows server and trying to configure the Ubuntu box to be our firewall and VPN server.  By Monday, we had most everything mostly working.  Then came Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just before lunch on Tuesday, people started complaining that they were losing their internet connections again.  We spent the rest of the day Tuesday poking and prodding everything with absolutely no success, and were finally successful in getting permission to bring in outside help.  Wednesday was spent with the consultant we brought in, and by the end of the day, we'd gotten our network talking to itself again, and everyone once again connected to the outside world.  Thursday and today were spent tweaking things so that the VPN worked, and the servers which need to be externally accessible still were.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, all those tests and other documentation that needed to be written?  Not so much.  I was able to do a little verbal and demo-style knowledge transfer, so not everything is lost.  But the coworker that is taking over for me is smart.  Way smart.  Smarter than I've ever been, even when I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; smart.  I think he'll do OK.  And he has my number, just in case.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's hoping that the new job has no networking responsibilities for me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5529279788936154273?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5529279788936154273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5529279788936154273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5529279788936154273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5529279788936154273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/job-hopefully-well-done.html' title='Job (hopefully well) Done'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-230970709031764303</id><published>2009-11-17T18:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:36:24.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sassed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Somewhere along the line, Poet is picking up quite an attitude.  Consider this conversation last night:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;BMT&lt;/b&gt;: Poet, time to sit in your seat and eat your dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poet&lt;/b&gt;: What-EVER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She sounded just like a teenager...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I know &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; didn't teach her that.  I might have to have a chat with her daycare teachers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-230970709031764303?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/230970709031764303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=230970709031764303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/230970709031764303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/230970709031764303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/sassed.html' title='Sassed!'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2289818281847837657</id><published>2009-11-15T15:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:23:18.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #3429 why we love our kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Amy and I live in a fairly small house, so to conserve space, Poet and Happy share a bedroom.  This has its ups and downs, but has so far worked out pretty well.  Particularly well for the kids at nap time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Often when we put the kids down for a nap or for the night, they'll jabber at each other for a while before drifting off.  This afternoon, the amount of jabbering was off the charts.  There was the usual babbling, there was Poet shouting &amp;quot;NO!&amp;quot; followed by giggles, there was some loud banging, but very little sleeping going on.  When we finally went to get them two hours after we put them down, we weren't sure what we'd find, but were completely surprised by what we saw.&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both kids had both removed their pants and a sock, which were on the floor next to the loveys they'd tossed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poet had also removed her diaper and peed all over her bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both kids were dancing in their cribs, laughing and jabbering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;When asked if they'd had fun, Poet looked at us, smiled and said &amp;quot;yep!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Normally we try not to laugh when the kids do something that they really shouldn't but ends up being really funny, but we completely failed.  Maybe next weekend, we'll set up a video camera to record the action :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2289818281847837657?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2289818281847837657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2289818281847837657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2289818281847837657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2289818281847837657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/reason-3429-why-we-love-our-kids.html' title='Reason #3429 why we love our kids'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8443660315531638452</id><published>2009-11-12T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:25:30.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Per Pap's Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As requested by Pap...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e9235d44bae3dc8b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9235d44bae3dc8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329858679%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D3BB4CB8B8B0B74A80A99EC2F4440C52309A11.37426C8BA0C74431A6B4A2C5982247F30E68147%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9235d44bae3dc8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE08EHcQX-ygDHjlD4MPmDNIQJ2Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9235d44bae3dc8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329858679%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D3BB4CB8B8B0B74A80A99EC2F4440C52309A11.37426C8BA0C74431A6B4A2C5982247F30E68147%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9235d44bae3dc8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE08EHcQX-ygDHjlD4MPmDNIQJ2Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8443660315531638452?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e9235d44bae3dc8b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8443660315531638452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8443660315531638452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8443660315531638452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8443660315531638452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/per-paps-request.html' title='Per Pap&apos;s Request'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1918025202505303023</id><published>2009-11-11T20:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:17:11.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After over three and a half years with my current place of employment, I'll be moving on starting December 1.  The metaphorical &amp;quot;pastures&amp;quot; aren't necessarily any greener (every job has its good and bad), just different.  The new position will be with another startup, which will make three out of the five jobs I've held.  I'll be working with a few ex-AOLers, which will be pretty exciting.  The position I'm moving on to is a contract position rather than full-time salaried, which has its benefits and drawbacks.  Oh, and one big plus is that this will be a &amp;quot;work from home, all the time&amp;quot; position.  W00t!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, in summary, I wish my soon-to-be-former company the best.  I still believe in the people and the product.  And I eagerly look forward to settling in with the new company.  Hopefully it'll be a long and profitable partnership for all involved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1918025202505303023?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1918025202505303023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1918025202505303023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1918025202505303023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1918025202505303023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-along.html' title='Moving along...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4584938077715133694</id><published>2009-11-10T20:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:08:06.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is brought to you by the number 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SvoUT3SvUII/AAAAAAAAAG4/5R3Zkzq2RnA/s1600-h/count_von_count.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SvoUT3SvUII/AAAAAAAAAG4/5R3Zkzq2RnA/s200/count_von_count.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402653034476949634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Count says four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 walkers in the house (ah ah ah)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go little man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4584938077715133694?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4584938077715133694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4584938077715133694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4584938077715133694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4584938077715133694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-post-is-brought-to-you-by-number-4.html' title='This post is brought to you by the number 4'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SvoUT3SvUII/AAAAAAAAAG4/5R3Zkzq2RnA/s72-c/count_von_count.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6604583779007580075</id><published>2009-10-14T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:32:47.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh- vacation</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the Grandparents, Baldman and I got to spend Columbus Day weekend on vacation! We got to sleep in  (aka 8am! ) and do a little  &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/"&gt;geocaching&lt;/a&gt; at the state park. Fun times and a much needed recharging weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6cT1kC5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Asu4RMmgEa0/s1600-h/2009_1014Image0012_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6cT1kC5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Asu4RMmgEa0/s200/2009_1014Image0012_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392632230602607506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6dIGbzSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6wC4-OyQ-eM/s1600-h/2009_1014Image0017_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6dIGbzSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6wC4-OyQ-eM/s200/2009_1014Image0017_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392632244632014114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6c_bcDNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g3hgYB1wTgU/s1600-h/2009_1014Image0022_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6c_bcDNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g3hgYB1wTgU/s200/2009_1014Image0022_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392632242304191698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6604583779007580075?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6604583779007580075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6604583779007580075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6604583779007580075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6604583779007580075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhh-vacation.html' title='Ahhh- vacation'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/StZ6cT1kC5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Asu4RMmgEa0/s72-c/2009_1014Image0012_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3524846574016972599</id><published>2009-09-30T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:46:25.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Tired When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You make it to work and notice that you're shirt is inside out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... and you're wearing a polo :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3524846574016972599?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3524846574016972599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3524846574016972599' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3524846574016972599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3524846574016972599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-youre-tired-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Tired When...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2100431508116367303</id><published>2009-09-04T07:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:54:58.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS MY ROYALTY CHECK?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Longtime readers of our ramblings would note that several years ago, Amy and I went to the Ohio State Fair, and I &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/fair-food.html"&gt;commented on the available food, and dreamed up new creations&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, it looks like someone down in Texas has &lt;a href="http://www.star-telegram.com/news/story/1578877.html"&gt;stolen one of my ideas&lt;/a&gt;!  Somebody needs to give credit where credit is due!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2100431508116367303?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2100431508116367303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2100431508116367303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2100431508116367303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2100431508116367303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-my-royalty-check.html' title='WHERE IS MY ROYALTY CHECK?!'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1772897116427642438</id><published>2009-09-03T09:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:48:16.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Month Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I thought Amy would have posted this, but it looks like I get the honor this time :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took Happy in for his 9 month checkup.  His stats:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Length: 28.5 in (60th percentile)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight: 21.5 lbs (65th percentile)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Head circumference: 18.25 in (75th percentile)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He hit quite a growth spurt from &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-man.html"&gt;his last visit&lt;/a&gt;, didn't he?  He had two shots this time, one for polio, the other for the flu.  He didn't even flinch until it was over.  He kinda looked at me with a &amp;quot;what the heck was &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; look, then went back to his regular happy self.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1772897116427642438?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1772897116427642438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1772897116427642438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1772897116427642438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1772897116427642438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/9-month-update.html' title='9 Month Update'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5511519953670920752</id><published>2009-08-30T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:37:10.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Size</title><content type='html'>So here is a new one for the household. Both kids were wearing the same size clothes today!  It was a bit chilly so instead of shorts, I pulled out the stack jeans to see what would fit. Both the 21 month old girl and the almost 9 month old boy were wearing size 12 month jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5511519953670920752?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5511519953670920752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5511519953670920752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5511519953670920752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5511519953670920752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/size.html' title='Size'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1320007395970647118</id><published>2009-08-26T22:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:00:40.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Additional Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Poet learned a new word this week: &amp;quot;hair.&amp;quot;  So, to reinforce, we ask her where her hair is, and she'll pick up a few strands.  We'll ask her where Mommy's hair is, she'll reach over and grab a few strands.  We'll ask her where Daddy's hair is, she'll reach over... then smile and shake her head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's so cute :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1320007395970647118?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1320007395970647118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1320007395970647118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1320007395970647118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1320007395970647118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/additional-vocabulary.html' title='Additional Vocabulary'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2326973479270036039</id><published>2009-08-05T21:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:57:08.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year ago</title><content type='html'>Time moves so fast. It was one year ago (Aug 6) that the Bambina had her cleft repaired. We are SO thankful that everything seems just fine (check up next month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SnoyrM_HPAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UE6Nf-wKvyE/s1600-h/TheCleft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SnoyrM_HPAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UE6Nf-wKvyE/s200/TheCleft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366657623767071746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have tried the last few weeks to get an "after" shot but she is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This the best "after" shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/Sno3sfRjTEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pgD2OK8x8qQ/s1600-h/TeagansMouth-After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/Sno3sfRjTEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pgD2OK8x8qQ/s200/TeagansMouth-After.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366663143414254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is busy drinking out of a sippy cup or using a straw something you can't do with a cleft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is busy saying all kinds of things she couldn't if her cleft was not repaired- shoe, no, Pap, Momma, Dada, purple, cup, more, Uh-Oh, Tags, bubble and many more!  Try and say the words and feel the pressure on the roof of your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is busy listening to all kinds of music . Kids with clefts typically have problems with their ears and possible hear loss. She is a big fan of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-sGDe-yMKs"&gt;Davy Jones&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1cnJ_pOAdQ"&gt;Barenakes Ladies.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is busy being a big sister, our baby girl, and the queen of the &lt;a href="http://www.melissaanddoug.com/dyn_prod.php?p=3273&amp;amp;k=86067&amp;amp;name=See-Inside%20Numbers%20Peg%20Puzzle"&gt;peg board puzzle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for your amazing recovery little girl....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2326973479270036039?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2326973479270036039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2326973479270036039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2326973479270036039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2326973479270036039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-year-ago.html' title='1 year ago'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SnoyrM_HPAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UE6Nf-wKvyE/s72-c/TheCleft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-71071911572990475</id><published>2009-08-03T20:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:42:59.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom the Plumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just an update to &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/handyman-not.html"&gt;yesterday's adventures&lt;/a&gt;, I went to a local mega-hardware chain at lunch and asked a seemingly knowledgable gentleman about my problem.  He pointed me to a kit that ran under $4 that he said would solve my problem.  I got home after work, and found that I was missing one piece and a washer to connect my new trap to the existing drain.  Undaunted, I removed the piece from my old pipe and used a judicious amount of silicone caulk in place of the missing part.  Installation took about 30 minutes, and now we have a fully functional bathroom sink again.  Yay, me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-71071911572990475?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/71071911572990475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=71071911572990475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/71071911572990475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/71071911572990475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/tom-plumber.html' title='Tom the Plumber'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8277567916691751395</id><published>2009-08-02T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:36:33.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Handyman (not...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Some time ago, Amy asked me to clean the aerator on our bathroom faucet.  I mumbled a &amp;quot;yes, dear&amp;quot; and promptly forgot about it until it randomly popped into my head this afternoon.  Not wanting to forget again, I grabbed a wrench to dislodge it (it was pretty coated in lime).  Unfortunately, I turned a little too hard, and broke the faucet.  So, out to the hardware store to purchase a new faucet, which comes with a stopper piece for the drain.  The faucet went in without a hitch, but while trying to remove the plumbing to install the new stopper, the drain pipe snapped in half from years of corrosion.  Fun!  Of course, this happened at 9P tonight, no hardware stores open in our area.  So, tomorrow, I head out to pick up my drain fixing supplies.  Whee!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8277567916691751395?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8277567916691751395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8277567916691751395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8277567916691751395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8277567916691751395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/handyman-not.html' title='The Handyman (not...)'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5843775631441483960</id><published>2009-08-01T19:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:04:16.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise, surprise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, life is full of surprises.  Ever since Amy moved into our house back in 2002, there's been a bare spot in our front yard.  Not being much in the way of a landscaper, I've pretty much ignored it, but today, since we were already doing outdoor chores, I decided to see if I could figure out what was happening.  Our neighbors used to have a huge bare spot in their back yard, and when they dug the spot up they found a huge, 4'x8' piece of plywood, probably left over from when the development was.... ummmm.... developed back in the late '60s and early 70's.  I figured our story would be much the same, so I pulled out the spade and started digging.  I immediately hit something very, very solid, and heard a sound like metal on rock.  I moved out a bit to try to find the edge, figuring I just found a large rock slab.  Imagine my surprise when I peeled back the turf and found this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SnTWDN2IiJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oNw3ls_JYag/s320/ChunkOConcrete.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365148406849767570" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, that looks an awful lot like one of the previous owners decided to remove a flagpole, but didn't want to go to the trouble of doing it properly.  So, this previous owner just hacked off the flagpole as close to the concrete block as possible and filled over it.  Clever!  Not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I get to figure out how to remove a huge hunk of concrete from the front yard.  The upside is that I think I might get to learn how to use a jackhammer :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5843775631441483960?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5843775631441483960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5843775631441483960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5843775631441483960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5843775631441483960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise, surprise...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SnTWDN2IiJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oNw3ls_JYag/s72-c/ChunkOConcrete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4409460845877079178</id><published>2009-07-07T20:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:20:03.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She Knows Her No's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Following hot on the heels of our &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes.html"&gt;break from &amp;quot;no&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt; comes its return.  But with a twist.  To wit, the following conversation in the car between Poet and me (keep in mind that all the names I asked her to say, she's said before when she's been in a more agreeable mood):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BMT: Poet, can you say &amp;quot;Dada?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Poet: No!&lt;br /&gt;BMT: Poet, can you say &amp;quot;Mama?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Poet: No!&lt;br /&gt;BMT: Poet, can you say &amp;quot;Happy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Poet: No!&lt;br /&gt;BMT: Poet, can you say &amp;quot;Poet?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Poet: NO!&lt;br /&gt;BMT: Poet, can you say &amp;quot;no?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;looong pause&amp;gt; Poet: &amp;lt;grins, giggles and shakes her head&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, joy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4409460845877079178?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4409460845877079178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4409460845877079178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4409460845877079178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4409460845877079178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-knows-her-nos.html' title='She Knows Her No&apos;s'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7904327924955392217</id><published>2009-07-06T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:53:28.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><content type='html'>A blog moment happened tonight- Tom asked the girl a question and she shook her head -YES!  After several months  of 'no" and "noooooo"  and "no (with finger pointing)" and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;!"  It was a nice change of pace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7904327924955392217?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7904327924955392217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7904327924955392217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7904327924955392217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7904327924955392217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4271104479291797228</id><published>2009-06-30T20:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:29:07.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snickerdoodles</title><content type='html'>Today I stayed home with the little girl.  Yesterday, she had a fever and was sent home from daycare.  She has to be symptom free for 24 hours to go back, so it was a stay at home day. She wasn't on her "A game" today but still fine and no fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day we played and organized the closet and all the socks, but the best part of the day was our first adventure into baking. We made some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snickerdoodle"&gt;snickerdoodles.&lt;/a&gt;  She had a lot of fun pouring everything into the bowl and helped with the stirring. The best part was getting to roll the dough balls in the cinnamon sugar!  I think we have the makings of a great baker in the family.  Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4271104479291797228?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4271104479291797228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4271104479291797228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4271104479291797228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4271104479291797228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/snickerdoodles.html' title='Snickerdoodles'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5277200005017045123</id><published>2009-06-20T20:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:08:01.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tradition</title><content type='html'>So 7 years ago today I met a guy for dinner. Afterwards we went for ice cream and a walk around the neighborhood. It was a walk that changed our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we continued the tradition of ice cream and a walk... Thanks Julie and Mike for coming down to watch the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5277200005017045123?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5277200005017045123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5277200005017045123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5277200005017045123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5277200005017045123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/tradition.html' title='Tradition'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2879880464692740227</id><published>2009-06-08T21:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:16:57.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 1/2 birthday</title><content type='html'>The little man celebrated his 1/2 birthday last week. That means he had a trip to the pediatrician this morning... No shots as he is running a fever and bit under the weather. Keep him in your prayers that this fever breaks soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 18lbs 10 oz. 60th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 26 inches 25th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head Circumference: 17 inches - 25 percentile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2879880464692740227?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2879880464692740227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2879880464692740227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2879880464692740227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2879880464692740227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-12-birthday.html' title='Another 1/2 birthday'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1044387273069572653</id><published>2009-05-28T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:39:22.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 birthday</title><content type='html'>Our little girl turned 18 months today. We went out and celebrated with a trip to&lt;a href="http://www.graeters.com/"&gt; Greaters.&lt;/a&gt;  She shared a scoop of Blueberry Pie ice cream with Daddy.  She went to the pediatrician last week for her well check visit and vaccine shot. She is getting to be a "big girl" 23lbs. 12 oz (40th percentile) and 32.25 inches tall ( 70th percentile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a nice "birthday" surprise because we got a box in mail today from Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Redbeard.  Lots and lots of clothes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt; The sizing should work out for late summer clothes and into fall /winter and maybe a few for next spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1044387273069572653?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1044387273069572653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1044387273069572653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1044387273069572653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1044387273069572653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/12-birthday.html' title='1/2 birthday'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3403712998366982672</id><published>2009-05-20T22:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:53:35.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Demolition Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was a very special day for Amy and me.  We took the day off work, sent the kids to daycare, and watched as the property next door was completely razed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Amy moved in back in 2002, we thought the neighboring property was just unkempt.  Yeah, it was somewhat junky, but the neighbor was quiet.  But, we soon found out that the neighbor had no interest in maintaining the property, and the house was rapidly falling apart.  The guy actually lived there until about two years ago, then we'd only see him once a week when he came to get his mail.  In the meantime, efforts were under way to seize the property and raze it.  Turns out that blighted properties in our state are reasonably easy pickings for cities, but smaller communities like ours (we live in a township) had a much more difficult time.  But with patience, attitudes and laws were changed, and our township took control of the property in March.  It took a little while to get everything settled, but finally, everything fell into place, and today we hung out with about 40-50 neighbors and watched gleefully as the eyesore was leveled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a number of pictures and put them up &lt;a href="http://s224.photobucket.com/albums/dd120/baldmantom/TheEyesore/"&gt;on Photobucket&lt;/a&gt;.  No password is required for the gallery, so head on over and enjoy.  We took some video, but it'll take me some time to go through it and put something together.  Hopefully soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE 5/22:&lt;/strong&gt; Added four new pictures of the empty lot.  It really is much improved!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3403712998366982672?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3403712998366982672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3403712998366982672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3403712998366982672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3403712998366982672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/demolition-day.html' title='Demolition Day'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-781660653357676158</id><published>2009-05-19T21:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:14:55.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling!</title><content type='html'>We have movement in the household. The boy has figured out how to roll back to belly and belly to back all in a few days. He has been a busy little man. Watch out sister, your toys are no longer safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-781660653357676158?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/781660653357676158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=781660653357676158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/781660653357676158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/781660653357676158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/rolling.html' title='Rolling!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7534827325825896858</id><published>2009-05-08T10:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:37:40.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Ashamed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have to turn in my Geek Card.  My parents saw &lt;a href="http://www.startrekmovie.com/"&gt;the new Star Trek movie&lt;/a&gt; before I did.  You know what this means, of course.  I'll need to atone for my geek failings by:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting Star Trek uniforms for the whole family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting phasers and tricorders for the whole family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making the whole family go to work/daycare for a week in uniform/with props&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and, of course, going to see the movie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7534827325825896858?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7534827325825896858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7534827325825896858' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7534827325825896858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7534827325825896858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-ashamed.html' title='I&apos;m So Ashamed...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3121269133510471486</id><published>2009-05-06T22:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:19:07.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two things</title><content type='html'>Two little kids equals two milestones this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl has figured out how to get up into the &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-arrival.html"&gt;La-Z-Boy chair&lt;/a&gt;. She moves her little stool to the front of the "big chair" and uses it to climb up.    She is so proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy has discovered his toes!  You can hear him babble- "WOW these are fun"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3121269133510471486?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3121269133510471486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3121269133510471486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3121269133510471486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3121269133510471486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-things.html' title='Two things'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7086587024596819929</id><published>2009-04-19T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:16:19.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Amy surprised me this weekend by arranging for her family to watch Poet and Happy overnight Saturday, giving us the opportunity to have some &amp;quot;Tom and Amy&amp;quot;time, which we've both sorely missed.  We went to a local winery (&lt;a href="http://www.catchwine.com/wineries/ohio/perennial_vineyards/"&gt;Perennial Vineyards&lt;/a&gt;), did some &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com"&gt;caching&lt;/a&gt;, explored the shops at &lt;a href="http://www.amishdoor.com/"&gt;the Amish Door&lt;/a&gt; and had dinner at the Amish Door restaurant before spending a relaxing and quiet evening and night at the Inn.  I could not have asked for a more perfect day.  Thanks Jane, Ed and Julie for sitting the kids.  Thanks, Sweetie, for putting everything together :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7086587024596819929?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7086587024596819929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7086587024596819929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7086587024596819929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7086587024596819929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect-day.html' title='Perfect Day'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7539608728927228921</id><published>2009-04-07T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:02:38.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man</title><content type='html'>I took the boy to the pediatrician today for his 4 month check up.  Poor little guy got 4 shots! You could see the whole thought process in his eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot 1: Ow- that hurt&lt;br /&gt;Shot 2: I said OW- that hurt!&lt;br /&gt;Shot 3: STOP it!&lt;br /&gt;Shot 4: Ok, I am not happy and I am gonna cry for a good 5 min at the top of my lungs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the all important stats:&lt;br /&gt;Height: 23.25 inches - 5th percentile (our little man)&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 15lbs 4oz. - 55th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head Circumference: 16.5 - 50th percentile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7539608728927228921?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7539608728927228921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7539608728927228921' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7539608728927228921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7539608728927228921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-man.html' title='Little Man'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3493169085040248327</id><published>2009-03-28T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:07:20.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Contribution to Stimulating the Economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/Sc7liNqDpRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3NOH5DnikwY/s320/OurAura.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440585915507986" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Behold the newest member of our family, Amy's sparkly new &lt;a href="http://www.saturn.com/vehicles/2009/aura/overview.do"&gt;2009 Saturn Aura&lt;/a&gt;.  We had been considering buying a car for a while, at least since we knew Happy would be joining us, if not before.  We wanted something big enough for two     car seats, one of which would have to be rear facing, but small enough that we'd feel comfortable driving it.  Oh, well, and it had to be pretty safe.  Since we both rather like Saturns to begin with, we started there.  You might remember that we very nearly bought a Vue before Happy came along, but came to our senses.  Thank goodness!  The rear seat of the Aura has &lt;em&gt;MUCH&lt;/em&gt; more room than the Vue, which surprised us considerably.  Happy's seat can easily fit, rear facing, without the passenger seat being uncomfortably close to the dash.  As an added bonus, there's enough room that Poet currently can't kick the back of the driver's seat.  Factor in that the Aura has ABS standard, plus front and side airbags, plus has a ginormous trunk, &lt;em&gt;plus&lt;/em&gt; gets better gas mileage than the Vue &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; costs less, well, it's a pretty good fit for us.  Factor in that we ended up with about 17.5% in varying discounts that might not have been available in another few days, we went ahead and bought it.  I think the only thing at this point that we don't like is that we'll have to fuel the car from the passenger side, which will be a big learning curve for both of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite feature (dunno if it's standard in all Auras or if it just happened to be installed in the one we bought from the lot) is called &amp;quot;tap shift&amp;quot;.  All the cars I've ever owned have had a manual transmission, but Amy perfers automatic.  Since this is Amy's car, it's automatic.  But with the tap shift feature, the transmission has a &amp;quot;Manual&amp;quot; setting which allows me to control the transmission, well, manually.  It's not anywhere near as fun as driving a car with a real manual transmission, and it definitely has its quirks, but it's a hoot, nonetheless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the red 2009 Saturn Aura replaces Amy's red 2000 Saturn SL2, and joins my red 2002 Saturn SL1, which in replaced my old red 1992 Saturn SL 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3493169085040248327?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3493169085040248327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3493169085040248327' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3493169085040248327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3493169085040248327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-contribution-to-stimulating-economy.html' title='Our Contribution to Stimulating the Economy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/Sc7liNqDpRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3NOH5DnikwY/s72-c/OurAura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5742262416575692914</id><published>2009-03-23T07:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:39:04.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We've got conjunctivitis in the house again.  Happy this time, can Poet be that far behind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5742262416575692914?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5742262416575692914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5742262416575692914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5742262416575692914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5742262416575692914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='Yay...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-190220307179361813</id><published>2009-03-19T22:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:54:01.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An open letter to the lady in the blue SUV (aka a vent!)</title><content type='html'>Dear "Ms. I am SO important driving my SUV ":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the lane you are merging into.. that means you have to yield. FYI- It is common courtesy to use a turn signal.  Also the lines on the road - they have a purpose.- solid lines equals no crossing- wait for the dashes on the road.  Finally, your middle finger looks fine... I am so glad you took the time to show it to me- wanna see mine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- AHHH I hate people who think they are above the rules of the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-190220307179361813?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/190220307179361813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=190220307179361813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/190220307179361813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/190220307179361813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/open-letter-to-lady-in-blue-suv-aka.html' title='An open letter to the lady in the blue SUV (aka a vent!)'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2426529579311488259</id><published>2009-03-02T22:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:52:00.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Eye v2.0</title><content type='html'>Yep- The girl has pink eye again. &lt;br /&gt;Yep- She got the pink eye all clear from the pediatrician on Friday&lt;br /&gt;Yep- Children's Hospital Close to Home Urgent Care is open till 8:00pm on Sunday nights&lt;br /&gt;Yep- The pink eye come with ear infection and upper respiratory infection&lt;br /&gt;Yep- This is the 4 ear infection in 3 months&lt;br /&gt;Yep- Tom rocks for spending the day at home with a sick 15 month old&lt;br /&gt;Yep- She is still a trooper about getting drops in her eyes three times a day.&lt;br /&gt;Yep- We need to add Lysol to the grocery list&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2426529579311488259?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2426529579311488259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2426529579311488259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2426529579311488259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2426529579311488259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-eye-v20.html' title='Pink Eye v2.0'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1635013482958040810</id><published>2009-02-28T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:49:11.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick-@$$ Pork Chops</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;While Amy may not have cared much for &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/skillet-beef-stew.html"&gt;my beef stew&lt;/a&gt;, my pork chops, based on &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/alton-brown/country-style-steak-recipe/index.html"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt; is such a hit that it has been dubbed &amp;quot;Kick-@$$ Pork Chops&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Players&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Hardware&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9" cast iron skillet, well seasoned&lt;br /&gt;Meat tenderizer&lt;br /&gt;A flat, non-porous surface such as a plastic cutting board&lt;br /&gt;Tongs&lt;br /&gt;Whisk&lt;br /&gt;A piece of foil large enough to cover the skillet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Ingredients&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2 boneless pork loin chops, ~4-6 oz each, ~1/2 in thick&lt;br /&gt;kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp flour, plus lots more for dusting and pounding&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;~ 2 cups chicken broth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Method&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat the oven to 350.  Season the meat with a few pinches of salt and let stand about 5 minutes.  Dust your work surface liberally with flour, put the pork loin chops on the dusted surface, liberally dust the other side of the pork with flour, then pound the bejeebers out of them with the meat tenderizer, adding more flour as needed and flipping once.  Get them as flat as possible (I usually shoot for 1/4 inch or less), and in the process they'll gain a lot of surface area.  I have a double-sided mallet, one flat and the other textured.  I prefer to smack the chops with the textured side.  Once the chops are sufficiently flattened, let rest a few minutes, while you put the skillet over high heat.  Melt a tablespoon of butter in the skillet and then brown both sides of one of the chops.  Remove to a plate and repeat with the other chop.  Remove the second one, reduce the heat to medium, then add the final tablespoon of butter to the pan.  Once melted, whisk in a tablespoon of flour, continue whisking for about a minute.  Whisk in the chicken stock and let simmer for a couple of minutes.  Add both chops back into the pan, making sure they're both submerged in the gravy.  Cover the pan with foil, then pop in the oven.  Cook for 75-90 minutes.  Serve with a side of mashed potatoes (garlic mashed, if you're so inclined).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Makes 2 servings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1635013482958040810?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1635013482958040810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1635013482958040810' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1635013482958040810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1635013482958040810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/kick-pork-chops.html' title='Kick-@$$ Pork Chops'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7882722083363674196</id><published>2009-02-28T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:32:58.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15 months</title><content type='html'>Time is moving fast! Our little girl is 15 months old today. She went to the pediatrician yesterday for her check up/pink eye follow-up visit. (yeah- she had pink eye last week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one vaccine shot this month and she did very well... only cried for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stats:&lt;br /&gt;weight: 21lbs. 13 oz. -30th percentile&lt;br /&gt;height: 31.25 inches tall- 60th percentile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no head measurement but she is still our little bobble head :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7882722083363674196?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7882722083363674196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7882722083363674196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7882722083363674196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7882722083363674196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/15-months.html' title='15 months'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2807907603065781141</id><published>2009-02-19T22:27:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:57:59.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Site For Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="float:left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stumbled across the site, &lt;a href="http://www.befunky.com" title="BeFunky.com"&gt;www.befunky.com&lt;/a&gt;, which has sucked up inordinate amounts of my evening tonight.  Here's what it does:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4kLxDEw-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/SwdlCdNW5xc/s320/TomFreak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304717195652416482" /&gt;Take a picture, such as this freakishly odd picture of some random bald guy I found lurking around my hard drive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float:left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upload it to the BeFunky.com website, and start playing.  There are a number of preset styles, most of which have several options, and those options can be customized to a greater or lesser extent.  Here are several new images I created in just a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4kb-7gs-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/4c-YTB9y2pA/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304717474256696290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4lm9fG1kI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Chu4vOOID7o/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304718762359313986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4l95iZReI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lr7t1p2YNSE/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304719156436354530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4mHZMWI1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/Be_5l47Iei0/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304719319552631634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4mQQ21VuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SwUMjFIjm8A/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304719471933740770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4mX9fFR_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/j6YnLdnCyS4/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304719604172802034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4mg6Eu8QI/AAAAAAAAAHE/htXHLNG8tzY/s320/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304719757875802370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float:left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;How cool is that?  Plus, if you do something you really, really like, you can email your family and friends, and if you really, really, really like it, you can order merchandise through their site with your creation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2807907603065781141?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2807907603065781141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2807907603065781141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2807907603065781141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2807907603065781141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool-site-for-today.html' title='Cool Site For Today'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SZ4kLxDEw-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/SwdlCdNW5xc/s72-c/TomFreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4346151318335260495</id><published>2009-02-17T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:25:42.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck, Duck, Goose!</title><content type='html'>A cute little story to share and remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teagan has an alphabet book. It is a favorite because it is a touch and feel book. The letter "D" is represented by two ducklings. When we read the book, I have gotten into the habit of patting both on the head and saying "duck, "duck" and patting her head and saying "goose". I thought it was silly and went onto letter "E".  Over the weekend, we were playing the game- Where is your nose? or Where is your belly?  Later, when we were reading her book, she automatically put her hands on her head when we got to "D".  Hmmm went my memory- so I asked her- Where is your goose? Up went the hands right on her hair.  If you ask her where is her head is she has no clue, but if you ask her where her goose is, she consistently goes to her head. It is SO cute. We will need to work on the correct word but for now she is so proud of what she knows that I don't want to break her heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4346151318335260495?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4346151318335260495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4346151318335260495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4346151318335260495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4346151318335260495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/duck-duck-goose.html' title='Duck, Duck, Goose!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2375540274777046209</id><published>2009-02-15T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:04:42.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skillet Beef Stew</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The last time &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-that-time-again.html"&gt;I blogged about making chili&lt;/a&gt;, my good friend, Joann commented that my recipe would have sounded good, if she didn't loathe chili.  I responded that I thought it'd be possible to make a few changes to the recipe and get a pretty passable beef stew.  Well, I finally got around to taking my own advice and giving it a go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bald Man Tom's Skillet Beef Stew, Take One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Players&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Pan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;12" cast iron skillet, well seasoned&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Ingredients&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1 lb. &amp;quot;stew beef&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;3 oz onion, finely diced&lt;br /&gt;2 clove garlic, run through the garlic press&lt;br /&gt;4 oz carrots, cut into bite-sized pieces&lt;br /&gt;8 oz red potatoes, cut into bite-sized pieces&lt;br /&gt;1 bay leaf&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp sage&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/2 celery stalk, split&lt;br /&gt;2-1/2 c beef broth, plus 6 tbsp&lt;br /&gt;6 tbsp flour&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Method&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Season the meat with a few pinches of kosher salt 5-10 minutes before cooking begins.  Keat the skillet over high heat.  Coat the skillet thinly with oil, then sear the meat quickly on all sides.  Remove the meat from the pan and set aside.  Lower the heat to medium, melt the butter and sautee the onion for 2-3 minutes.  Add the garlic and continue another minute, or until the onions are soft.  Stir in the onions and carrots, cook over medium heat, stirring occasionally 5-7 minutes.  Add the meat back to the pan with 2-1/2 cups of the broth, the celery and all the spices, mix and bring to a simmer for 5 minutes.  Make a slurry with the flour and remaining broth, then add to the pan and give it a good stir.  Cover the pan with foil, then place in a 350 degree oven for 75 minutes.  Serve over noodles or rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Makes 4 servings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would have added more carrots, if I'd had them.  The 4 oz listed was all I had.  If you're interested in trying this with other veggies, add your root-type veggies with the carrots and potatoes, and things like beans and peas about 15-30 minutes before cooking is complete.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Verdict&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not too bad, not too good.  Amy didn't care for it much at all, there was something about the flavor that she found off-putting.  I think it was probably the sage.  I didn't find it overpowering, but I think her tastebuds are a little more sensitive than mine.  For myself, I thought there was something missing, but I can't put my finger on it.  I'm thinking that sage isn't the right herb for this job, but I'm not sure what I'd use with beef.  I'll have to do some reading.  Or, if any of you out there in interwebland have any ideas, I'm open to suggestion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lessons Learned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lessee:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beef broth just doesn't have a lot of taste.  I've tried several different brands and styles, nothing really works for me.  Maybe that's why I felt something was lacking.  I might also consider a combo of broth and tomato juice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think the 6 tbsp flour was too much.  I'll cut that in half next time, but I'm worried that it'll be too thin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beef didn't get nearly as tender as I'd expected.  I'm going to blame the &amp;quot;beef for stewing&amp;quot; package I got from my local megamart.  Next time I'll buy a hunk of chuck and break it down myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need more practice...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2375540274777046209?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2375540274777046209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2375540274777046209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2375540274777046209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2375540274777046209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/skillet-beef-stew.html' title='Skillet Beef Stew'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2362413505807182303</id><published>2009-02-05T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:30:30.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 month old stats</title><content type='html'>We were back at the doctor's again today.. This time for the boy's 2nd month check up, oxygen level check and the girl's 10 day ear ache follow up.  I am happy to report all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 12 lbs. 5 oz.  -50th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 22.5 inches- 25th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head Circumference: 15.5 inches- 30th percentile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2362413505807182303?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2362413505807182303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2362413505807182303' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2362413505807182303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2362413505807182303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-month-old-stats.html' title='2 month old stats'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7990775274628243530</id><published>2009-01-27T13:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:01:58.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Is Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Thanks to all of you for your thoughts and prayers.  Happy was released from the hospital around 11A this morning.  The virus still has to run its course, but the doctors think that the worst is behind him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7990775274628243530?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7990775274628243530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7990775274628243530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7990775274628243530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7990775274628243530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-is-home.html' title='Happy Is Home'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4542741093160741340</id><published>2009-01-26T21:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:01:27.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You'll noticed that I've started referring to the kiddos by different nicknames.  Bambina and Bambino are visually too close to each other, so I chose new nicks which are the meanings of their names.  The Boy's name, literally, means &amp;quot;happy,&amp;quot; The Girl's name means &amp;quot;little poet&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;beautiful.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and knowing is half the battle! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: smaller"&gt;&lt;i&gt;* Do I owe Hasbro money for saying that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4542741093160741340?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4542741093160741340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4542741093160741340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4542741093160741340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4542741093160741340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-979638171883137151</id><published>2009-01-26T19:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:38:54.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We'd had high hopes that we'd be writing with news that Happy was safely back home, but that news will have to wait for another day.  He's spending another night here at Childrens' hospital.  From what we know, the only hurdle to his release is being disconnected from the oxygen.  He needs to have it off for 6 hours and have his blood oxygen level remain above 90%.  Unfortunately, that hasn't happened today.  Maybe tomorrow.  But, he's looking better, and as long as we suction the gunk out of his nose, he is able to keep down what he's eating, which is a marked improvement.  Gonna have to find one of those industrial nose suckers, they really help!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-979638171883137151?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/979638171883137151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=979638171883137151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/979638171883137151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/979638171883137151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-happy.html' title='Update on Happy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5863719004920831993</id><published>2009-01-25T20:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:16:00.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts for Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Looks like I posted about an hour too early last night.  After I put the computer away, Amy tried to feed Happy, who subsequently blorphed the little he had taken, plus most of what he had taken his previous feeding.  When we changed him, he hadn't wet, and we got thinking that he hadn't had one in &amp;quot;a while,&amp;quot; mostly likely 5-6 hours.  We took his temp, and it was between 99-100, so we called the pediatrician, who told us to take him to the ER at Childrens' Hospital.  So, about 12:30A this morning, we got him checked out.  The ER doctor told us that he likely just had a cold, to feed him less formula but more often, and to check in with urgent care this afternoon for more tests in case something else was going on.  He spent most of the day sleeping until we went to urgent care, and only took about 5 oz of formula in the 10 hours we were home (he usually takes 4 oz in a feeding every 3 hours).  The urgent care doctor took an x-ray and did a test for Respiratory Syncytial Virus (RSV).  The x-ray was negative for pneumonia, but the RSV test came back positive, so she recommended that he be admitted to Childrens'.  So, about 3P today, we checked him in.  He's been officially diagnosed with BSV, bronchiolitis, and dehydration.  He's on an IV to help with the dehydration, and Amy just called and told me he's on oxygen, as his blood oxygen levels had dropped.  Hopefully, by tomorrow, the rehydration will have helped with his appetite and we can get everyone back home.  We'll keep you informed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5863719004920831993?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5863719004920831993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5863719004920831993' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5863719004920831993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5863719004920831993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-thoughts-for-happy.html' title='Happy Thoughts for Happy'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4901757189628273364</id><published>2009-01-24T22:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:00:58.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic House</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enter at your own risk...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've had a pretty long run of bad health here lately.  Poet has had a runny nose for... about two weeks now?  Her nose gets very caked at times, and she just cries so badly when we try to clean her up.  Amy got something nasty on Monday, I came down with a nasty cold on Tuesday, and Amy got the brunt of the same cold on Wednesday.  While we've been recovering, Happy finally came down with it something last night.  He's blorphed all over me twice, not the typical &amp;quot;spit-up&amp;quot; blorph, but the &amp;quot;soak-you-enough-to-change-your-shirt&amp;quot; kind.  Ugh, poor kid...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4901757189628273364?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4901757189628273364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4901757189628273364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4901757189628273364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4901757189628273364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/toxic-house.html' title='Toxic House'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6258326611685348349</id><published>2009-01-18T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:30:31.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently Serving as the Wallpaper on My Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXPJb167oQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0v0kpSrUDqE/s320/TeaganKiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292795467258372354" /&gt;Sorry about the poor quality, but I took it with my phone's camera, which sucks mightily.  But, it's a darned cute picture :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6258326611685348349?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6258326611685348349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6258326611685348349' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6258326611685348349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6258326611685348349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/currently-serving-as-wallpaper-on-my.html' title='Currently Serving as the Wallpaper on My Phone'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXPJb167oQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0v0kpSrUDqE/s72-c/TeaganKiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8527825985335558538</id><published>2009-01-12T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:14:11.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats</title><content type='html'>Asher went for his one month check up this morning. No shots today, they start next month.  He was a good little boy and didn't cry that much, even with the cold stethoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 10lbs 15oz.- 75th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head Circumference - 15 inches- 50th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 21.5 inches- 40th percentile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8527825985335558538?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8527825985335558538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8527825985335558538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8527825985335558538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8527825985335558538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/stats.html' title='Stats'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3260846645041813655</id><published>2009-01-08T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:37:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This would have been a great post...</title><content type='html'>So around 3am this morning I had a great post written in my head. Unfortunately between then and now I have forgotten most of what was in my head.  It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house is quiet... too quiet. So I begin my journey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby Boy now fed and sleeping, snoring slightly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little Girl in her crib, sleeping with her "tags" blanket with in easy reach, snoring slightly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two spoiled cats sleeping at the end of the bed taking up majority of the leg room, both snoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hubby sleeping but so still and not currently snoring.  I give him a small nudge and he grunts and goes back to sleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It is 3am and all is well and my blessings have been counted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3260846645041813655?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3260846645041813655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3260846645041813655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3260846645041813655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3260846645041813655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-would-have-been-great-post.html' title='This would have been a great post...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3931861480268205922</id><published>2009-01-04T14:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:54:06.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oddest Question I've Been Asked This Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do you eat butts?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;-- Amy, while holding up a mostly empty bag of bread&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3931861480268205922?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3931861480268205922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3931861480268205922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3931861480268205922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3931861480268205922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/oddest-question-ive-been-asked-this.html' title='The Oddest Question I&apos;ve Been Asked This Year'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7022547103673769793</id><published>2009-01-03T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:01:09.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 month Baby Boy!</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that it has been one month since our little family expanded to four. Asher is a good little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things to remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He enjoys his naps (knock on wood!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is a good traveler- He traveled several hours in the car over the Christmas holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He doesn't like to burb... but will be miserable for 30-60 min after a bottle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes his bottle- he is currently taking 3-4 oz every 3-4 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I know it is gas, but he has a heart-breaker smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves a good snuggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He looks like his dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7022547103673769793?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7022547103673769793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7022547103673769793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7022547103673769793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7022547103673769793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-1-month-baby-boy.html' title='Happy 1 month Baby Boy!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6554687415774896658</id><published>2008-12-19T20:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:33:36.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Blame Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... blame Amy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My lovely wife has gotten me hooked on &lt;a href="http://wordle.net"&gt;Wordle.net&lt;/a&gt;, which is an odd little site that makes arty-ish images from text.  I've wasted a lot of time over the last few days on this site.  Here are three of my favorites:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQZJ_l0kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xk7c6clZVE0/s1600-h/Wordle-AttnMen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQZJ_l0kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xk7c6clZVE0/s320/Wordle-AttnMen.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281684856108339778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is from a previous post from this blog.  I was just looking for something with a fair amount of text.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQibCugMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MMdsFZpAKOs/s1600-h/Wordle-PerlCode.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQibCugMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MMdsFZpAKOs/s320/Wordle-PerlCode.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281685015303717058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one was from a piece of Perl code I was working on.  I think it came out pretty cool.  Probably works better as art than as a computer program, come to think of it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQt60aUJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HDhyXm-tQQc/s1600-h/Wordle-PersonalPenguin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQt60aUJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HDhyXm-tQQc/s320/Wordle-PersonalPenguin.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281685212812169362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally this one is from the first few lines of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhKTuLigH9Q"&gt;a song&lt;/a&gt; that is currently infecting my brain.  Don't blame me for that one, either, that was from Amy's friend, Amy :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxnRnjYG5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ar32NRdJzGY/s1600-h/Wordle-Turbaconducken.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxnRnjYG5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ar32NRdJzGY/s320/Wordle-Turbaconducken.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281710015371549586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't resist one more.  &lt;a href="http://bacontoday.com/turbaconducken-turducken-wrapped-in-bacon/"&gt;Because this is just way too wacky to keep to myself...&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6554687415774896658?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6554687415774896658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6554687415774896658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6554687415774896658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6554687415774896658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-blame-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Blame Me...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SUxQZJ_l0kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xk7c6clZVE0/s72-c/Wordle-AttnMen.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7780504127366696385</id><published>2008-12-16T10:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:04:49.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Season</title><content type='html'>I think the Christmas season is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Christmas music on the radio stations 24/7, the stores have Valentine candy on the shelves, and the lines to see Santa are long.  However the thing that confirmed it for me is that I finally saw "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Clapper"&gt;The Clappe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Clapper"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt;" commercial.  Yes, Virginia, Christmas is on it's way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7780504127366696385?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7780504127366696385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7780504127366696385' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7780504127366696385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7780504127366696385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-season.html' title='The Christmas Season'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-2086715619210274882</id><published>2008-12-04T23:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:44:49.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking About...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This may sound like an odd thing, but other than the aforementioned &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-gonna-take-some-practice.html" title="diaper difficulties"&gt;diaper difficulties&lt;/a&gt;, I think the hardest thing to get used to with Bambino is feeding.  It's a very, very different experience than feeding Bambina.  The entire time we were at the hospital, she might struggle through 10-20 mls at each feeding, taking 45 min to an hour per feeding.  Even after we got home, the most we ever got into her in a single sitting for the first two weeks was one ounce, most often around 20 mls, over an hour to an hour-and-a-half.  Compare that to Bambino, who sucked down one ounce in his first feeding with Amy yesterday, and tonight, just 32 hours after birth, gulped down two entire ounces in less than 15 minutes.  I honestly don't know whether to laugh or cry.  On the one hand, he's a frickin' tank!  He just plows through his bottle, no nonsense style (well, as no nonsense as a day-old infant can be).  It's comical, because we have to really pay attention to how fast he's going so he doesn't splort everywhere.  On the other hand, it just really drives home how little Bambina had the first two weeks of her life.  The poor child must have been so hungry, all the time, and so frustrated that she couldn't get what she needed.  Makes me want to run home and give her a big squeeze every time I think about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-2086715619210274882?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2086715619210274882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=2086715619210274882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2086715619210274882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/2086715619210274882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking-about.html' title='Thinking About...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-8469299117947202786</id><published>2008-12-04T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:57:24.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Gonna Take Some Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It took less than 24 hours for the boy to pee all over everything while I had his diaper off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-8469299117947202786?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8469299117947202786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=8469299117947202786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8469299117947202786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/8469299117947202786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-gonna-take-some-practice.html' title='This Is Gonna Take Some Practice'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-906784907535518767</id><published>2008-12-03T21:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:49:22.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helsel Family Expansion Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Amy, Teagan and I are delighted to announce the birth of our fourth family member, Asher James.  Asher was born on Wednesday, December 3 at 2:25PM.  Asher weighs in at a respectable 7 lb 11 oz, and measures 20.5".  Mommy and child are both doing well.  Thanks to all for your thoughts and prayers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdEyOegdeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3p_WOo34rxU/s1600-h/2008_1203Image0002_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdEyOegdeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3p_WOo34rxU/s320/2008_1203Image0002_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275761118158026210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdE8fLyv7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UEUVV5teJqA/s1600-h/2008_1203Image0003_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdE8fLyv7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UEUVV5teJqA/s320/2008_1203Image0003_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275761294441627570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdFEMkPO7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Nf5Z-F9KmD4/s1600-h/2008_1203Image0004_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdFEMkPO7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Nf5Z-F9KmD4/s320/2008_1203Image0004_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275761426882837426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-906784907535518767?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/906784907535518767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=906784907535518767' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/906784907535518767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/906784907535518767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/helsel-family-expansion-report.html' title='Helsel Family Expansion Report'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STdEyOegdeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3p_WOo34rxU/s72-c/2008_1203Image0002_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7619921113494903187</id><published>2008-12-02T23:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:05:03.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Three things to post for tonight:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bambina can use a straw.  That might not seem like a huge deal, until you remember that she was born with a cleft soft palate and was unable to create suction until she was eight months old.  Needless to say, we're very, very happy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photos from her family birthday party have been posted to her photo gallery.  There's video of her eating her cake, but I'm having trouble getting it uploaded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're heading to the hospital tomorrow for the imminent arrival of The Bambino.  The C-section is scheduled for 1PM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That'll do it.  Watch this space tomorrow afternoon/evening for an important update!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;UPDATE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Video is up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7619921113494903187?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7619921113494903187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7619921113494903187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7619921113494903187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7619921113494903187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-things.html' title='Three Things'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6057852132668925645</id><published>2008-11-28T15:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:03.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bambina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Can you believe it?  I know we sure can't!  Time has slipped by so fast, where did it all go?  And look how much she's grown!  Can you believe she's the same baby?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy first birthday, Bambina.  Thank you for all the joy you've brought to our lives.  Mommy and Daddy love you very, very much...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/R01KEmO3pyI/AAAAAAAAABM/tZ7-zX9OmjA/s1600-h/TeaganRaeHelsel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/R01KEmO3pyI/AAAAAAAAABM/tZ7-zX9OmjA/s320/TeaganRaeHelsel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137844192742450978" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STBP2MyFy5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/amuGBd6m1gU/s1600-h/Teagan-OneYearOld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/STBP2MyFy5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/amuGBd6m1gU/s320/Teagan-OneYearOld.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273802956213701522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6057852132668925645?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6057852132668925645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6057852132668925645' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6057852132668925645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6057852132668925645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-bambina.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bambina!'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/R01KEmO3pyI/AAAAAAAAABM/tZ7-zX9OmjA/s72-c/TeaganRaeHelsel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6928491209072080494</id><published>2008-11-17T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:44:17.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambina Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SSIBdJAC0vI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EKMsS7c79Tw/s400/2008_1028Image0011_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269776114120839922" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michigan stinks!  Go BUCKEYES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6928491209072080494?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6928491209072080494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6928491209072080494' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6928491209072080494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6928491209072080494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/bambina-says.html' title='Bambina Says...'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SSIBdJAC0vI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EKMsS7c79Tw/s72-c/2008_1028Image0011_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-1289144182377879458</id><published>2008-11-11T20:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:13:39.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SRotAZFnuMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CD_h6RZOQY4/s320/Flush.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267572198920927426" /&gt;See the doo-dad in the photo there at the left?  I'm sure you've all seen something like it in public restrooms across the country.  That little thingy sticking out to the left of the main, upright whats-it?  Do you know what it is?  I'll give you a hint, in case you're mystified.  It performs the very same function as the little lever on the commode in your bathroom at your own home.  When you push it down as far as it will go and then release it, the contents of whatever device to which it is attached (this handle thingy can be found on both the upright and seated versions commonly found in lavatories, what a swell idea!) are whooshed away, to be replaced with much cleaner dihydrogen monoxide.  How cool is that?  Use of this lever-type device reduces odor caused by the previously mentioned contents of the attached device.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that you know what that little thingy is for, please for the love of Pete, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FLUSH THE &amp;@#$ed TOILET WHEN YER DONE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-1289144182377879458?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1289144182377879458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=1289144182377879458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1289144182377879458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/1289144182377879458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/attention-men.html' title='Attention Men'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SRotAZFnuMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CD_h6RZOQY4/s72-c/Flush.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4779949730181088057</id><published>2008-11-07T20:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:42:06.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years later...</title><content type='html'>So it only took me 5 + years to learn this interesting fact. Tom doesn't like Snickers candy bars!!  I was working my way through the leftover Halloween candy and made this amazing discovery!  I am just amazed that I did not know this... makes me wonder what other deep dark secrets he is keeping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:  Photobucket has been updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4779949730181088057?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4779949730181088057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4779949730181088057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4779949730181088057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4779949730181088057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-years-later.html' title='5 years later...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-7671330299602013527</id><published>2008-10-20T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:55:21.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't often do memes, but what the heck, I haven't posted in a while, and if it's good enough for &lt;a href="http://darrinsweirdworld.blogspot.com" title="Darrin"&gt;Darrin&lt;/a&gt;, it's good enough for me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do you like blue cheese?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mmmmmmmm....  Is there anything better than chunks of blue cheese on a nice, medium-rare steak?  This bald man doesn't think so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Have you ever smoked heroin?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh...  No.  If I did, would I be admitting it here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Do you own a gun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, but since I'm half convinced, based on recent conversations with my friend, Rattus, that Western civilization as we know it will collapse within the next five years, I might have to reconsider.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que?  Never had anything to drink at Sonic other than iced tea.  You add flavors to your drink at Sonic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah.  I've had so many of them over the last 10 years, it's just routine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mostly, I could do without them.  &lt;a href="http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/trip-to-canal-park.html" title="Baseball"&gt;Unless I'm at a baseball game...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Favorite Christmas movie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've probably seen It's a Wonderful Life more than A Christmas Story, but A Christmas Story just cracks me up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coffee.  Duh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Can you do push ups!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plural?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only wear a wedding ring.  Well, I guess that's not quite true.  I have a little magnetic bracelet that I wear on my left wrist, which somehow or another helps with my wrist pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Favorite hobby?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do other Daddy's actually have hobbies?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Do you have A.D.D.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huh?  What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What is one trait you hate about yourself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My temper.  I usually keep it pretty well controlled, but there are times where it bubbles up.  I really fear for the day that Amy, or God forbid the kids, accidently get the full brunt of my temper.  That would be truly, truly scary for all involved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Middle name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Good lord how many questions are there?&lt;br /&gt;- Dagnabbit the timer went off on the light!&lt;br /&gt;- When is the kid going to wake up for her snack?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Name 3 things you bought yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch at Schmidt's for Amy and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Coffee, 2. Coffee 3. Coffee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Current worry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That I'll be up most of the night worrying for the third night in a row.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Current hate right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Writing requirements&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Favorite place to be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At home on my couch with my sweetie :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Where would you like to go?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walla Walla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Name three people who will complete this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After me in my circle of friends?  Probably noone, y'all have much better things to do with your lives :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Name three people you would like to complete this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. Shirt you are wearing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Black T-shirt.  Go fig.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. What year would you go back in time to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think I would.  I mean, my own past is past, there are good things and bad things about it, but the exciting stuff is ahead.  I enjoy reading about more distant past, but wouldn't wanna live there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. Can you whistle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Favorite color?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Black.  Wait, that's not technically a color.  Blue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Would you be a pirate?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No.  I have too many eyes, too many teeth, too many legs and too many hands.  Plus I can't speak the dialect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Favorite girl's name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amy.  Second favorite: Teagan :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. Favorite boy's name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll have to wait a while longer for that one :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Last thing you dreamed about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't remember, but it was last night, and it was strange, because things would happen, then the dream would rewind, and start again with slightly different dialog.  That might happen five or six times before the scene continued.  Strange....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. What's in your pocket right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. Last person that made you laugh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. Best Halloween costume?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good lord, I can't remember that far back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pain-wise, probably one of the bajillion times I popped out my back.  Sometimes from tying my shoes.  Sports-wise, I caught my ribs on a railing while stepping off a treadmill and strained the obliques on my left side, kept me out of the gym for three weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Do you like where you live?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a nice place to visit, but I really miss home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. Who is your loudest friend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooooooo... a competition.  Not sure, I'd have to think about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. How many dogs do you have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;None&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope Amy does....?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. What is your favorite book?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, too many to choose from.  I don't think a single book could be a favorite.  For example, I love the LOTR series, but couldn't pick a favorite among them.  Same for the Dark Tower series, Harry Potter, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. What is your favorite candy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, Butterfinger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. Favorite Sports Team ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cleveland Indians.  Hands down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. Favorite Sport?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baseball&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. What were you doing 12 AM last night?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trying to sleep and failing miserably.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;%$&amp;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-7671330299602013527?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7671330299602013527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=7671330299602013527' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7671330299602013527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/7671330299602013527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/meme-me.html' title='Meme Me'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3115279299025762327</id><published>2008-10-08T23:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:11:15.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video Posted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SO115Djm8MI/AAAAAAAAADU/RIZRJGA2h1Y/s320/Troll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254985963278889154" /&gt;Remember the Trolls dolls?  You know, like the one pictured over there at the right?  Well, Bambina does a pretty mean Troll impression when she wants to.  Hop on over to her photo gallery to check it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3115279299025762327?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3115279299025762327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3115279299025762327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3115279299025762327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3115279299025762327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-video-posted.html' title='New Video Posted'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SO115Djm8MI/AAAAAAAAADU/RIZRJGA2h1Y/s72-c/Troll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-5390421289731420514</id><published>2008-10-07T09:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:25:50.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The days go slowly, but the years pass quickly...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was one of those &amp;quot;little big days&amp;quot; in our household.  Bambina has, despite our best efforts, continued to grow, and we realized that she had gotten too big for her bucket car seat.  Last night we installed her &amp;quot;big girl&amp;quot; car seats in our cars, rear facing for another month or so, and this morning was her first ride.  Between the new seats, her first teeth, and her imminent first unassisted steps, I find myself in a rather pensive mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't it just a few hours ago that I looked in the mirror and saw myself holding a little 7 lb 3 oz version of Bambina, moments after her birth?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't it just a few days ago that I looked in the mirror and saw myself dressed in a tux, with Amy standing beside me dressed in her wedding gown?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't it just last week that I looked in the mirror, and I didn't have the grey flecks in my beard?  That I was living in NE OH with Xabu and playing poker with him, Kirk, Ben, Ted and a host of other guys?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't just two weeks ago that I looked in the mirror and my hair had only started its slow recession, and I was running around UD with the likes of Dave, Stoner, Redbeard, Don, and Jeem?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't it just a few days before that when I looked in the mirror and I had a full head of blond hair, wasn't so &amp;quot;big boned,&amp;quot; and hung out with Shawn, Jim, Ken and Cooper?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The days go slowly, but the years pass quickly...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will it be tomorrow that I look in the mirror, and I'll notice my beard a little more gray, and see both of our kids running around the room behind me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will it be next week that I look in the mirror, and I'll notice the crow's feet gaining ever more a foothold, and watch as the kids get ready to head off for school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will it be the following week that I look in the mirror, and I'll see that my beard is nearly completely grey, that I'm no longer standing as tall, and the kids are fighting over who gets to take the car to college?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will it be next month that I look in the mirror, and I'll see that my back is bent, my face heavily lined, and watch as Bambina and Bambino come through the door bringing our grandkids for a visit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The days go slowly, but the years pass quickly...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-5390421289731420514?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5390421289731420514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=5390421289731420514' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5390421289731420514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/5390421289731420514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6915169288988886846</id><published>2008-10-04T20:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:07:20.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Learned Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SOgD5v3isvI/AAAAAAAAADM/-_iXp0pIq5c/s320/2008_1004Image0004_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="Two Goobers" title="Two Goobers" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253453255964537586" /&gt;When the remains of Hurricane Ike came through, the shingles over our back porch were peeled up.  Today, my friend, &lt;a href="http://darrinsweirdworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darrin&lt;/a&gt;, and I learned how to reshingle a roof.  It didn't turn out to be nearly as hard as we thought it would be, and only took us about three hours of actual roofing work to cover about 230 sq ft.  Many thanks to Darrin for helping get things set right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6915169288988886846?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6915169288988886846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6915169288988886846' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6915169288988886846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6915169288988886846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-learned-something.html' title='I Learned Something'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SOgD5v3isvI/AAAAAAAAADM/-_iXp0pIq5c/s72-c/2008_1004Image0004_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4921840491258818671</id><published>2008-09-28T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:57:44.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambina's Photo Gallery Updated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And now with videos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4921840491258818671?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4921840491258818671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4921840491258818671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4921840491258818671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4921840491258818671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/bambinas-photo-gallery-updated.html' title='Bambina&apos;s Photo Gallery Updated!'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-4371987066621905055</id><published>2008-09-20T19:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:11:51.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do on a Sat. afternoon in central Ohio?</title><content type='html'>Go see "the" football game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given tickets to watch the Buckeye's play We haven't been to a game since we were dating so it was exciting to have a grown-up afternoon out . We thought the game would be a blow out but we were happy that the home team won.  Our observation is that while the new freshman quarterback has potential, he needs to work on his short passing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Tom's boss for the tickets, and Grandma for coming down at the spur of the moment to babysit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the script Ohio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SNWQXkuVpwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/r2vqeY59SJc/s1600-h/0920081154-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SNWQXkuVpwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/r2vqeY59SJc/s200/0920081154-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248259675439605506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-4371987066621905055?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4371987066621905055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=4371987066621905055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4371987066621905055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/4371987066621905055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-to-do-on-sat-afternoon-in-central.html' title='What to do on a Sat. afternoon in central Ohio?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SNWQXkuVpwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/r2vqeY59SJc/s72-c/0920081154-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6359629755851504533</id><published>2008-09-11T19:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:28:26.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambina's Photo Gallery Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'nuff said...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6359629755851504533?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6359629755851504533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6359629755851504533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6359629755851504533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6359629755851504533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/bambinos-photo-gallery-updated.html' title='Bambina&apos;s Photo Gallery Updated'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-3847802936213922899</id><published>2008-09-09T09:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:32:51.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been a few weeks since we posted an update, so here's a brief recap:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina had her three-week follow-up with the cranofacial clinic at Columbus Children's Hospital.  The doctors are very happy with how things have healed up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina went in for her 9 month (holy cow, she's 9 months old?!) pediatrician checkup.  She:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;is 27 inches long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;weighs 18.25 lbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has a head circumference of 17.25 inches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went looking for a new, larger vehicle in a panicked state, because we didn't think we'd be able to get two car seats in our tiny S-series Saturns.  Darned near bought one, too, before we came to our senses and I figured out how to get them installed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom is officially retired!  We went to an &amp;quot;un-Labor Day&amp;quot; party on her behalf.  Had lots of roasted pig.  Yummmm....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina is using a sippy cup, now that she's able to produce suction in her mouth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina is starting to eat &amp;quot;crunchies&amp;quot; like Cheerios.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina is getting her first tooth!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bambina is starting to crawl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I gave blood last Wednesday.  I was not the first appointment of the day, so I was curious how quickly I'd be seen.  I arrived somewhat early, and the whole process was so quick that I finished only slightly after my original appointment time.  I must say, I'm impressed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My back took a vacation.  It started last Thursday morning, it was very sore when I got up.  It hurt worse the more the day wore on.  Friday I needed loopy drugs to help manage the pain (which they failed miserably to do).  Yesterday was the first really manageable day, today is better, but it still hurts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm preparing to paint the kitchen.  I finally got around to finishing mudding a few places that needed patching.  Tonight I'll sand what I mudded, then I'll paint this weekend whilst Amy and Bambina are elsewhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started exercising again.  I kinda fell off the bandwagon for a while, being way exhausted due to little sleep.  But I stepped on the scale yesterday, and the left-most number was too high, and the middle number was too low, so I knew I'd have to get back to business.  I'm going to the gym with a co-worker, Evil Dr. Bob.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of the drought we've been having here, I hadn't mowed in a while.  I finally broke down and did it last night and discovered that only two things had grown in the last month: the jungle next door and the thistle infesting our lawn.  Everything else is dead or dormant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, so maybe that &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; so brief... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-3847802936213922899?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3847802936213922899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=3847802936213922899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3847802936213922899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/3847802936213922899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/brief-update.html' title='Brief Update'/><author><name>Bald Man Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728637075855359002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XSi8xp5Ey4/SXdxoW5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ppt2hZDQARc/S220/TomFreak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27782145.post-6630369683494722335</id><published>2008-08-24T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:11:39.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months old</title><content type='html'>We spent the weekend at home. That doesn't happen often in our house. I feel like we are on the road a lot. We kept August clear because we really had no idea how long of a recovery Teagan was going to have. She is doing amazing. She is learning to suck. That is big milestone for her. I bought her a beginner sippy cup yesterday. It has a soft mouth piece that mimics a bottle. She kinda gets the idea of sucking equals food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One thing we did over the weekend was get Teagan's 9 month pictures taken. I am sharing because she is such a cutie (in my personal opinion!).  I really don't understand kids clothes.  The shirt she has on is a size 9 months,  the pants 0-3 months, and the dress we changed her into for more pictures was a 12 month....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SLIGaSOa-aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TH2sLj5EMus/s1600-h/Teagan+9m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SLIGaSOa-aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TH2sLj5EMus/s200/Teagan+9m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238256365223999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27782145-6630369683494722335?l=couchthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6630369683494722335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27782145&amp;postID=6630369683494722335' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6630369683494722335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27782145/posts/default/6630369683494722335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couchthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/9-months-old.html' title='9 months old'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05931565636400574329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_Sk6mlL-nA/SLIGaSOa-aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TH2sLj5EMus/s72-c/Teagan+9m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
