This year our family will be celebrating Thanksgiving with mixed emotions. Today the boy turns 12. He’s a holiday baby and this year his big day falls on another big day. He’s going to celebrate tomorrow with a party and some friends. He doesn’t care much that he’s sharing his celebration with pilgrims and turkey, he’s genuinely happy to be another year closer to being a teenager. We will be travelling to friends to share the holiday. A close friend of mine had a baby three months ago and we still haven’t had a chance to visit.
But this happiness is tempered with some sad news. My cousin’s husband was struck down with a heart attack early yesterday morning while at work. Despite the best efforts of everyone involved he passed away at the hospital shortly thereafter. Life isn’t fair. In fact sometimes it is downright cruel. My mother passed away at Christmas time. It took the birth of my children for me to even want to celebrate again. It’s tough to celebrate Thanksgiving when you feel you have nothing to be thankful for.
I wish each and everyone who reads First In a happy Thanksgiving. This year when you spend time with family and friends I urge you to treasure every moment. Remember the good and the bad and balance it all within your heart.
Today Peach turns 14. Yesterday she celebrated with her cronies and by all accounts everyone had a great time. It’s hard to believe that 14 years ago this little bundle of noise and poop came into our lives. Nothing has been the same since. It is pretty wild watching your (kids) go from toddler to little kid, then teenager and eventually to young lady. Peach is doing great. We are in the process of looking at high schools right now. Can you imagine? The next four years will be a magical and transformative time for her. And guess who will be there every step of the way looking over her shoulder? That’s right… HER MOTHER! Ha! and daddy of course.
Happy Birthday Liz, Love Dadd-O!
Today is a big day for us. The girl is returning after seven weeks in Europe. Not a bad gig if you can get it. She went this summer to spend time in Switzerland and Germany with family. By all accounts she has been busy non-stop and had a blast. Her flight should be in around 2pm east coast time and I won’t be normal until she is safely home. It’s going to be wild seeing her after such a long separation and I can’t wait to hear the nutty stories. I’m sure it will be a trip she will remember for the rest of her life and I’m glad. It’s a little bit sad to think my peach is growing up before our eyes though. Sigh.
Welcome home Liz!
The boys are at summer camp and I’m on my way to join them. It is Nicks first time away for a whole week. He is in the Dan Beard program and this camp is a big step on his journey in scouting. We don’t know how far he will go, that’s up to him. But so far he loves it and that’s fine with me. I’ll be back in a few so enjoy the archives in the mean time. You can always stop SYLG to see what the cops are up to and say hi to Wyatt at the same time.
With the girl away the Oberfrau has been putting some time in at work lately. That leaves me and the boy to fend for ourselves. So today we decided to go to the DRAG RACES!!! WOOO HOOOO!
South Jersey has a hidden gem and that’s Atco Raceway. There aren’t too many places where you can go and watch top rated drag racers mixed with local gear heads close to home. Atco is that kind of place. “Atco” as its known around here has been there for at least 50 years. I couldn’t imagine trying to open a drag strip now-a-days. Between the environmentalist wack-o’s and the lawyers, community groups, the taxes, insurance and every other whiner with an ass-ache and issue it would most likely never get off the ground. So I’d say our area is pretty lucky to have this track so close by.
Ok we’re in the middle of a long hot Philly summer. Some days you start to run out of things to do. So after the boy and I went to see Captain America last weekend (awesome by the way!) he’s been on me to get him a shield. My first instinct is to say no, it’s a giant waste of money. After five minutes I’m on eBay trying to find out how much a shield would cost me (someone has to be making them right?) Well my first instinct was right. Sixty bucks! Forget it.
So after a while the boy reminds me of the scene in the movie where the kids were playing with Captain America shields they made themselves. Bingo! “Come on dad we can make our own” he tells me. SO I agree. We trudge off to the Home Depot in search of a trash can lid. No dice. I have to buy the whole can. Swell. I do manage to find the right kind, metal, right size and all. We grab some spray paint while we’re at it.
Back home the fun (work) begins: Here is a step by step guide to making your very own Captain America shield from scratch:
First- get the right lid and move the handle to the inside. It should just bend away. I used a nail punch to unroll the metal and then a hammer to put it back in place. Hard part done.