<?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-8014090997322898075</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:07:50.461-06:00</updated><category term='space'/><category term='New York Giants'/><category term='Hockey'/><category term='environmental'/><category term='Nick Wilson'/><category term='NASCAR'/><category term='D3 Hoops'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='hand soccer'/><category term='Loudfusion'/><category term='Smiles'/><category term='word'/><category term='stupid but true'/><category term='Random Act of Kidness'/><category term='George'/><category term='film maker'/><category term='World Cup Soccer'/><category term='Driving in the Car'/><category term='Weekly Updates'/><category term='Garage Door Brokers'/><category term='Miracle on Ice'/><category term='Congress'/><category term='University of Alabama'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='Tax Free Holiday'/><category term='Garmin'/><category term='We the People'/><category term='Froggy Plays Soccer'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='copernicus'/><category term='Planet Green'/><category term='Blog Design'/><category term='Super Bowl'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Pittsburgh Penguins'/><category term='Tour de France'/><category term='Amazing Race'/><category term='Steelers'/><category term='Oreo&apos;s'/><category term='Red Team'/><category term='SEC Football'/><category term='whining'/><category term='Mumbles'/><category term='Chick-fil-a'/><category term='Giveaways'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='weather'/><category term='penquins'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='Fishing'/><category term='The Book'/><category term='recycling'/><category term='amore'/><category term='Double Stuff Racing League'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Dr. Seuss'/><category term='MVP'/><category term='Flying'/><category term='St. Mary&apos;s College of Maryland'/><category term='Superbowl'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='The Pursuit of Frugal'/><category term='Seahawks'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='Random Act of Kindess'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='Wal-Mart.com'/><category term='Great American Race'/><category term='Basketball'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Youth Soccer'/><category term='Fall Y&apos;All'/><category term='The Car'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Sustainability'/><category term='Bloggin Friend'/><category term='quality'/><category term='NFL'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='blogspot.com'/><category term='Boodles'/><category term='Redskins'/><category term='Labor Day'/><category term='political rants'/><category term='Princess Dabba'/><category term='July 4th'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Mothers Day'/><category term='Griswold Vacation'/><title type='text'>Busy Dad Mumbles</title><subtitle type='html'>The Muses of a Regular Dad</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-4917984430655458183</id><published>2011-10-16T13:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:22:53.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Act of Kidness'/><title type='text'>A Random Act of Kidness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I spelled it correctly. I mean kidness. &amp;nbsp;This post is about the random things that kids in our family say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most recent example has now been played out with three of my four kids. So maybe not random. &amp;nbsp;My wife and I have talked about the expectation with our kids that they should perform well in school so they can one day go off to college. &amp;nbsp;We know they are listening. &amp;nbsp; Because either immediately or within a few minutes of the discussion we hear, "Mom/Dad, don't worry. &amp;nbsp;I'm not going to go off to college! &amp;nbsp;I'm going to stay home with you." (Oh! How sweet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we all understand this is from the point of view of a little one that needs Mom/Dad. So I'm not playing with the security and sense of comfort that our kids have and need. &amp;nbsp;But, as a parent, this is one of those moments that you have to capture. &amp;nbsp;This is a perfect thing to read back as they head off to college, or a big life event or a wedding as they leave the nest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have had each of my kids that have made the statement write the statement on a piece of paper. We then put it in an envelope. &amp;nbsp;The little one then signs their name and writes the date on the outside of the envelope. &amp;nbsp;This is then placed in the safety deposit box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the time we will be able to share the statement. &amp;nbsp;It will bring back thoughts of the original statement and frame the existing event in a whole new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to copy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4917984430655458183?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4917984430655458183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4917984430655458183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4917984430655458183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4917984430655458183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-act-of-kidness.html' title='A Random Act of Kidness.'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-5366870849425911964</id><published>2011-05-03T22:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:58:43.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Seal Team 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nice going Seal Team 6. Great job on getting in and out. You professionals did a wonderful job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate you bagging Terrorist #1 in the World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602705389142469538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NuS1A3DG2bw/TcDO3fUA66I/AAAAAAAAA_s/qg1jFSSDdwI/s400/ST-61.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8014090997322898075-5366870849425911964?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5366870849425911964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5366870849425911964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5366870849425911964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5366870849425911964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/congratulations-seal-team-6.html' title='Congratulations Seal Team 6'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/-NuS1A3DG2bw/TcDO3fUA66I/AAAAAAAAA_s/qg1jFSSDdwI/s72-c/ST-61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-344644955933626725</id><published>2011-05-01T02:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:26:22.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political rants'/><title type='text'>A "Real American" jokes about Birth Certificate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a “Real American” - was the music playing just before the President Barack Obama’s speech on Saturday evening at the White House Correspondent’s Dinner. My access to this group was by watching on C-Spann, because I couldn’t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President’s birth certificate was in prominent display at the White House Correspondents Dinner via video. The President quipped, a couple of times, “My fellow American’s.” Underlining, Obama’s now confirmed citizenship. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601645154272862210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCm_LO24_RY/Tb0Klso44AI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ru--kwuj9zo/s400/President_Official_Portrait_HiRes.jpg" /&gt;The annual dinner that started back in 1914 brings the members of the press that cover politics and the president to gather raising money for scholarships to journalism students. And to have some fun at each others expense. This year was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were jokes about C-Span, the funding of NPR, a number of shots at the 2012 GOP potential presidential nominees and a number of remarks about Donald Trump. The President was clearly making hay about the Mr. Trump’s views on his birth certificate. Donald was in the audience and clearly had tired of the remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601645156369562770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8ojtkc0Q1w/Tb0Kl0cx_JI/AAAAAAAAA_k/mbrXqFUyty4/s400/Seth%2BMeyers.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comedian speaking at the dinner was Seth Meyer, the head writer from Saturday Night Live and a fake newsman. How appropriate! I mean about the fake newsman. He continued piling on “The Donald.” Topics included the Donald’s hair, his accent, and his plan to run for President. Following the dinner, Meyer’s Tweeted, that he was awaiting Trump’s reaction to the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meyer’s did push into the Administration. Saying he wished that the 2008 version of Barack Obama was around. This prompted laughs from the audience. Meyer’s complimented the First Lady then said, “Mr. President you have aged. Maybe you should start smoking again!” WOW! Meyer’s was funny and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was clear to me that the past few years of being dogged by the question about the birth certificate have caused the President some discomfort. The amount of criticism directed at the opposition and Trump specifically showed in the remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to hear we finally have what should have been presented, to the American people, at the start of the campaign process in 2007. &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/8014090997322898075-344644955933626725?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/344644955933626725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=344644955933626725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/344644955933626725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/344644955933626725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/real-american-jokes-about-birth.html' title='A &quot;Real American&quot; jokes about Birth Certificate'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/-YCm_LO24_RY/Tb0Klso44AI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ru--kwuj9zo/s72-c/President_Official_Portrait_HiRes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-983955678382955234</id><published>2011-04-23T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:10:49.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storming in the Midwest</title><content type='html'>We are okay, for now! The past couple of weeks have shown unreal weather in our area. Mother Nature has been putting on a light, rain and wind display that has broken some records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the news that there were only 20 people injured in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;devastation&lt;/span&gt; in the St. Louis area. I'm hoping that number stays there. The pictures from the airport and the surrounding communities is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that the future displays aren't harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all have a wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-983955678382955234?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/983955678382955234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=983955678382955234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/983955678382955234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/983955678382955234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/storming-in-midwest.html' title='Storming in the Midwest'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3847945357519402579</id><published>2011-04-17T09:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:01:00.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving in the Car'/><title type='text'>SANGEN While Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I spend a couple of hours per day driving in the car. While I am up and down the road I have observed some things fun and some sad. There have beenthings that have made me scratch my head, and stuff that made me go, burr! This is one of my recent observations and would like to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While driving the road I pulled up next to someone who is just SANGEN! That means singing like no one else can see or hear you. Their head is moving to the beat. You can tell it is loud. There may be some air drums or guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596207153849049330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNCiMyFgMAQ/Tam4waasIPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ZcNFpELTR1A/s400/people%2Bsinging%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bcar.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know they are doing their own private version of Highway Idol, Dawg. What would Paula, Randy and Stephen tell you? You know they aren't even worried about Simon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just nod and move on. So, please use your new word in a sentence. SANGEN. And enjoy yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not try to take video or pictures of these people SANGEN. Focus on driving, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8014090997322898075-3847945357519402579?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3847945357519402579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3847945357519402579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3847945357519402579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3847945357519402579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/sangen-while-driving.html' title='SANGEN While Driving'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/-cNCiMyFgMAQ/Tam4waasIPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ZcNFpELTR1A/s72-c/people%2Bsinging%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-285692255792581436</id><published>2011-04-16T09:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:00:43.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flying'/><title type='text'>They Love to Fly And It Shows!</title><content type='html'>Over the past month I have traveled three of the four weeks on business. It has provided some unique stories I plan to share on the blog. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;collegues&lt;/span&gt; and I have had a great time, sometimes, as we watch the travel industry do its best, kind of, well sort of, a not at all, then step up. Here is installment one! I arrive at the airport 90 minutes early and it appears that my flight that was to depart at 12:43 is first delayed, then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;redelayed&lt;/span&gt; while I am checking my bag. So, I talk with the Desk Agent, the one outside of security. She mentions that the flight is seriously overbooked. Nice! Since I checked in last night this should be no big deal. After I go through security I decide to see where the gate is and the status of my flight. As I stroll up since it appears I have plenty of time. They are requesting volunteers to give up their seats on the overbooked flight. They have no volunteers. Because there is no human stampede to accept the gracious offer. So, I asked the gate agent if she can get me to Birmingham before I volunteer. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;punds&lt;/span&gt; on the computer keys and then with a smile, says no, she can’t get me to Birmingham today. Okay, so I can't volunteer. I smile, thank the lady and decide to have a seat. So, I wait quietly. The flight time is changed again. So I dial the number to the Delta ticket line (1-800-221-1212). Unrelated to the call. The gate agent then calls me back up. It appears they are now going to cancel the flight. That shows all of us for not playing nice, huh? So, since I was told they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t get me to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bham&lt;/span&gt; I was a little worried. But the phone folks are leaving me on hold. Let’s see if waiting in two lines works. Or, watch the development of plan B. The gate agent asks if they could send me to an alternate city. (Yes, Hawaii, flashed through my head, but that would be a career limiting move) So, if they get me to Atlanta I could drive. Okay, I’m asked to be seated without action. (Curious) The phone people are telling me how important I am, play music, try to sell me things through a recorded message. My normally calm, laid back demeanor is beginning to get ever so ruffled. I'm telling my self keep smiling. A couple of minutes later they have now added 2 hours to the delay. I get called up to the desk. They must be really liking the look of disbelieve I have. So, all of a sudden. Mr. Wilson, you will now get to fly to Birmingham, through Atlanta at 3:40 p.m. Since this is 12:15. As, I'm standing there the delay is now advanced to cancel. I’m excited. Still Smiling. As I get my new tickets and thank the lady at the gate. She leans over and says, thanks for not yelling. We got you taken care of because you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t yell or use bad language. (My Mother would be proud) Folks, you should see the line of all the people they are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rebooking&lt;/span&gt; due to a cancelled flight/maintenance issue. The phone folks come on now, with, “Can I help you?” I thanked them and mentioned that Pam the gate agent in Tulsa has done a good job taking care of me. They thank me and hang up. So, in the end. I will get to Birmingham 3 hours later than I originally planned. But, I will get there. And it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t cost me extra. Thought I would share the wonderful moments of flying. See, I love to fly, and it shows! (Delta Airlines was not contacted for comment.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-285692255792581436?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/285692255792581436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=285692255792581436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/285692255792581436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/285692255792581436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/they-love-to-fly-and-it-shows.html' title='They Love to Fly And It Shows!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-6422780804921784614</id><published>2011-04-16T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:39:45.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Blog Refresh</title><content type='html'>Spring Cleaning is here! It is also time to recommit to providing the observations and muses of a regular dad. I have enjoyed the interaction of the blogosphere and have missed the creative outlet. So, I'm back!. If you are all still out there let me know. Busy Dad Mumbles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6422780804921784614?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6422780804921784614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6422780804921784614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6422780804921784614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6422780804921784614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-for-blog-refresh.html' title='Time for a Blog Refresh'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-557824937617674013</id><published>2010-12-31T09:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T09:55:54.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>Tennessee You got slammed in Nashville - UNC style</title><content type='html'>Butch Davis and North Carolina Tar Heels not only bent the rules on campus this season for their football team they also did so during the 2010 Music City Bowl game. That was unbelievable!  North Carolina gets a break to be able to run plays to the final second. And then some!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina has players running on the field. Too many men on the field!  Throw the flag.  They have to many people in motion!  And then they then snap the ball.   The penalty is on the offense so, oops!  Game over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Wait not so fast! Let's review!  We need to help out Butch and the boys.  They only get one five yard penalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now they get to kick a field goal to take Tennessee to OVERTIME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what temporary service the Music City Bowl went to for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;referees&lt;/span&gt;?  What conference did these folks come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a Tennessee fan.  But, I feel bad for Coach Dooley and his band of Orange.  Hope 2011 turns out better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-557824937617674013?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/557824937617674013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=557824937617674013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/557824937617674013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/557824937617674013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/tennessee-you-got-slammed-in-nashville.html' title='Tennessee You got slammed in Nashville - UNC style'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4710479189423478579</id><published>2010-12-19T08:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T08:59:45.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Dabba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film maker'/><title type='text'>My future movie maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tZdVbkI5EVQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what appeared on my new iPhone.  It appears that the seven year old, director, producer and actress is practicing.  I love when I find these things on my phone.  This is a kid at play!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4710479189423478579?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4710479189423478579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4710479189423478579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4710479189423478579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4710479189423478579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/video-from-my-phone.html' title='My future movie maker'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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://img.youtube.com/vi/tZdVbkI5EVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-7524207540250653922</id><published>2010-12-18T20:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:06:17.191-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick-fil-a'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Merry Christmas - Wow! Does that feel good to say! Yes, it is the festive time of year. It is cold outside, the kids are in the kitchen making peanut butter balls and getting ready to bake cookies. I've just finished chomping on a candy cane and there is Christmas music playing from the IPhone. Christmas cards are arriving daily, I've see 12 different version of wish lists from the kids, and we have been connecting with friends and family about holiday plans. It doesn't get any better than that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/TQ1zF77EKZI/AAAAAAAAA94/Jli-zuj1pJU/s1600/photo-762749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 233px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552220461439658386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/TQ1zF77EKZI/AAAAAAAAA94/Jli-zuj1pJU/s320/photo-762749.JPG" width="58" height="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, nothing says Christmas like a stop at Chick-Fil-A. After 4 hours of wrapping presents at Walmart for the participants in "Shop with a Cop". We decided to have brunch. And there was Santa Cow. Couldn't resist the photo op.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-7524207540250653922?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7524207540250653922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7524207540250653922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7524207540250653922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7524207540250653922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/TQ1zF77EKZI/AAAAAAAAA94/Jli-zuj1pJU/s72-c/photo-762749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-8578325319453432082</id><published>2010-11-19T07:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T07:07:28.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen,&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s Friday.   Yea. Glad this one is here. It has been a long week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8578325319453432082?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8578325319453432082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8578325319453432082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8578325319453432082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8578325319453432082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/ladies-and-gentlemen-it-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2002920231851784141</id><published>2010-11-10T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:49:56.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary, Honey!</title><content type='html'>Yep, she said yes. Or, it was; " I do". Nineteen years ago.  And, it is our Anniversary. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember it like it was yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weeks leading up to the main event we discussed vows, readings, who would stand where, you know, all the important stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538159664763820818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/TNt-32ek2xI/AAAAAAAAA9w/eIm_vYUQQyk/s400/nov%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My father-in-law to be was the most fun.  We would stand around at all the "required" social events and watch the "loot".  I mean all of the thoughtful gifts that our friends, relatives, co-workers and neighbors gave us.  We would chuckle about the stuff.  Don't get me wrong.  Jennifer married me for love, not money, so the gifts helped us to get started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the wedding day was very unique.  First, it snowed in Huntsville, Alabama on that Saturday morning.  Someone in the wedding party said that snow on the wedding day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fertile&lt;/span&gt; marriage.  Oh! boy, if I understood what that snow indicated I would have followed my brother and been married in Hawaii.  Kids, if you are reading this I wouldn't trade any of you in....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we are in the ceremony.  We have reviewed everything in advance.  As I am standing at the front of the church with this beautiful lady standing next to me the priest gets to the vows.  I am now beginning the out of body and mind experience.  The priest says, repeat after me.  I heard the first six words, each and everyone of them.  Then the realization that I, the groom, am suppose to be looking into my soon to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;betrothed&lt;/span&gt; eyes, when I realize that I am behind in the monologue.  (So, flashing back to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; the night before, this isn't right!  There was just I do!  It is then I realize that my future Mother-in-law and spouse to be , had a change of plans!  Hum, could this be a sign?)  Okay, snap out of it.  Repeat what he is saying!  I had a big grin cause I was caught flat footed.  But, I made it through the ceremony!  Glad it I followed along.  I've been trying to catch up with her ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I laugh about it.  Nineteen years!  WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2002920231851784141?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2002920231851784141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2002920231851784141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2002920231851784141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2002920231851784141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-anniversary-honey.html' title='Happy Anniversary, Honey!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/TNt-32ek2xI/AAAAAAAAA9w/eIm_vYUQQyk/s72-c/nov%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-6019246607684591308</id><published>2010-11-02T06:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T06:49:03.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please get out and vote tnday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6019246607684591308?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6019246607684591308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6019246607684591308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6019246607684591308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6019246607684591308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-get-out-and-vote-tnday.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-5319025456386886551</id><published>2010-10-28T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:16:41.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was on this day 17 years ago that one of my favorite people and my hero left this world.  Gan, i think of you often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-5319025456386886551?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5319025456386886551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5319025456386886551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5319025456386886551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5319025456386886551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-was-on-this-day-17-years-ago-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad 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Live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4962051214919393557?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4962051214919393557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4962051214919393557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4962051214919393557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4962051214919393557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/09/looking-forward-to-seeing-alabama.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-724111294502085545</id><published>2010-09-17T18:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:20:55.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heading home after a long week today!. 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It was 106 degrees. Just a bit warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-7656094867275003492?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7656094867275003492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7656094867275003492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7656094867275003492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7656094867275003492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/having-great-time-at-scout-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2363224655602251943</id><published>2010-07-04T10:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T10:59:34.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 4th of July to one and all. Celebrate our Independence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2363224655602251943?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2363224655602251943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2363224655602251943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2363224655602251943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2363224655602251943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-of-july-to-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2027033265346968149</id><published>2010-07-02T18:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:14:24.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enjoyed a wonderful day with the Vermont and New Hampshire family. GREAT DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2027033265346968149?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2027033265346968149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2027033265346968149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2027033265346968149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2027033265346968149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/enjoyed-wonderful-day-with-vermont-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-7497491327086204624</id><published>2010-06-19T08:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:02:57.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great time walking the Relay for life sun down 2 sun up.  off 2 boy scout car wash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-7497491327086204624?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7497491327086204624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7497491327086204624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7497491327086204624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7497491327086204624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-great-time-walking-relay-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3664872242799911840</id><published>2010-06-10T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:29:42.469-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup Soccer'/><title type='text'>World Cup Soccer Begins in just a few Hours</title><content type='html'>Let's get the game on.  In just over 10 hours the world will begin watching the World Cup of soccer.  This is a serious event all over the world.  The games can bring an entire country to a stand still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The viewing audience for the games is equal to over 50 Super Bowls.  This all happens from June 11 to the middle of July.  That is billions of people.  They will follow thier team as they begin the process of playing through the brackets.  First they must survive the play within the group of four countries.  Then they will begin to play down to the final match.  You lose you go home.  You win and the stage to the rest of the world becomes open to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested ESPNsoccernet. com.  Under games and schedule.  You can find the tab for brackets.  Choose your favorite players, your favorite country, or you can pick based on some other factor.  But, do choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your pick to be the World Cup Champion?  Will the US move up to the finals.  Will this be Brazil's year?  What about the Brits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear who you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3664872242799911840?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3664872242799911840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3664872242799911840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3664872242799911840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3664872242799911840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-soccer-begins-in-just-few.html' title='World Cup Soccer Begins in just a few Hours'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-6813004291516391152</id><published>2010-06-10T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:18:06.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walt with Mr. Rollback, Darrell Owens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QoAMJK0I83imqPYmEMKRdw?feat=blogger" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZhVb0iwuLsY/TAxEnsVnyJI/AAAAAAAAF4M/G4uTqQ1Q7Hg/s512/DSCN3073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the chance to have my picture taken with a celebrity. He is a great guy. Really nice and down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is helping to invent a new type of advertising. Some of his upcoming commercials are excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time meeting him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6813004291516391152?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6813004291516391152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6813004291516391152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6813004291516391152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6813004291516391152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/walt-with-mr-rollback-darrell-owens_10.html' title='Walt with Mr. Rollback, Darrell Owens'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZhVb0iwuLsY/TAxEnsVnyJI/AAAAAAAAF4M/G4uTqQ1Q7Hg/s72-c/DSCN3073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-4913901695917536116</id><published>2010-06-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:16:31.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walt with Mr. Rollback, Darrell Owens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QoAMJK0I83imqPYmEMKRdw?feat=blogger" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZhVb0iwuLsY/TAxEnsVnyJI/AAAAAAAAF4M/G4uTqQ1Q7Hg/s512/DSCN3073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4913901695917536116?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4913901695917536116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4913901695917536116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4913901695917536116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4913901695917536116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/walt-with-mr-rollback-darrell-owens.html' title='Walt with Mr. Rollback, Darrell Owens'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZhVb0iwuLsY/TAxEnsVnyJI/AAAAAAAAF4M/G4uTqQ1Q7Hg/s72-c/DSCN3073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1727062595909386828</id><published>2010-06-02T23:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:29:33.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had some interesting weather. Rain, lightening, hail the size of peas, then marbles and the wind, wow! Jen&amp;#39;s brand new patio awning took flight.  it didn&amp;#39;t stick the landing. Sorry honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1727062595909386828?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1727062595909386828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1727062595909386828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1727062595909386828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1727062595909386828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-had-some-interesting-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-5149345426933765651</id><published>2010-06-02T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:50:38.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saying some prayers we are having a significant weather event&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-5149345426933765651?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5149345426933765651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5149345426933765651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5149345426933765651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5149345426933765651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/saying-some-prayers-we-are-having_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3335651925022570192</id><published>2010-06-02T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:50:35.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saying some prayers we are having a significant weather event&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3335651925022570192?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3335651925022570192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3335651925022570192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3335651925022570192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3335651925022570192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/saying-some-prayers-we-are-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4512389271286337720</id><published>2010-06-02T07:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T07:32:48.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great time at the Tim McGraw and Zac Brown concert last night. Great music and great fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4512389271286337720?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4512389271286337720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4512389271286337720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4512389271286337720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4512389271286337720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-great-time-at-tim-mcgraw-and-zac.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2708495981566161715</id><published>2010-05-28T06:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:29:27.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIDAY is here. And we have a three day weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2708495981566161715?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2708495981566161715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2708495981566161715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2708495981566161715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2708495981566161715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-1351697201312402719</id><published>2010-05-25T20:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:44:50.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea last day of school. My 6 year old daughter wants to know when I get out 4 the summer. Suggestion box here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1351697201312402719?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1351697201312402719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1351697201312402719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1351697201312402719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1351697201312402719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/yea-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-902164883497889825</id><published>2010-05-16T10:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:46:24.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><title type='text'>Countdown to No Fly Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;space shuttle&lt;/span&gt; program is winding down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having grown up in the time that flying in space was the coolest thing known to mankind makes me a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; hearing that it will all be over soon.  I had all of the mission pictures up in my room and, oh how I would dream about taking that flight.  Just never took the necessary steps to get the ticket.  Like learning to fly!  But, it was dreaming not planning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471891696850708082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S_AQgcgyJnI/AAAAAAAAA8o/PujKBgkIlvk/s400/Atlantis+Launch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having the space program out there did help me with homework.  "if you don't do your math and science, you will not be able to fly!"  Okay so spending billions to get me to do my homework has had little return on investment for the whole country, yet!  I'm still working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's honor the crew of the existing mission that have spent time preparing to go into space to advance the International Space Station.  This mission alone is a big change for the days when I was a kid.  Today, the US Shuttle, is delivering a Russian made component to the space station.  So, some doors have been opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the day that we are able to go out get on the shuttle and head to the moon for a month or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471891697936139186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S_AQggjkg7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/VEqD3FbSNYE/s400/Mission+patch+Atlantis+STS+132+S-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great ride and come home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can follow the progress of the mission on &lt;a href="http://nasa.gov/"&gt;Nasa.gov&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-902164883497889825?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/902164883497889825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=902164883497889825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/902164883497889825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/902164883497889825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/countdown-to-no-fly-zone.html' title='Countdown to No Fly Zone'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S_AQgcgyJnI/AAAAAAAAA8o/PujKBgkIlvk/s72-c/Atlantis+Launch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1544032770604675555</id><published>2010-05-15T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:58:07.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting in line with Abigale to get our books signed by Laura Bush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1544032770604675555?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1544032770604675555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1544032770604675555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1544032770604675555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1544032770604675555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting-in-line-with-abigale-to-get-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3006032053392484889</id><published>2010-05-14T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:23:37.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea it is Friday evening! Let the weekend begin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3006032053392484889?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3006032053392484889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3006032053392484889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3006032053392484889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3006032053392484889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/yea-it-is-friday-evening-let-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-8325842862939270128</id><published>2010-05-10T19:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:08:33.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saying some prayers. The is lots of severe weather in the area. Doing family time in the basement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8325842862939270128?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8325842862939270128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8325842862939270128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8325842862939270128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8325842862939270128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/saying-some-prayers.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-33870933781945224</id><published>2010-05-02T12:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:59:50.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid but true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political rants'/><title type='text'>When will the mess be fixed? Hello, Washington?</title><content type='html'>Huh, the party in power in our Government was very good at Monday morning quarterbacking what should have happened with Hurricane Katerine.  Now, they have been extremely quiet as the largest environmental crisis in the history of the United States is washing up against the shores of the Gulf Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; figure out that the vacation spots along the Gulf Coast will be ruined within days.  The trivial issues that are being debated in Washington will be moved to the side.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Louisiana&lt;/span&gt;, Mississippi, Alabama, and Florida beaches will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh!  that's right these states didn't really vote for the party in charge.  So, the lag in responses will not add votes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find it interesting that an announcement was made that there sound be no more new drilling in American waters.  This is a reversal from a couple of months ago when it was the greatest idea since sliced bread.  But in the election two years ago it was treated like the plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Al Gore, where is Joe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biden&lt;/span&gt;, the President, Reid, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pelosi&lt;/span&gt;?   They sent 3 officials from Washington to help.  That's like trying to bale the Titanic with a Dixie cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe when I heard on the radio that it could take 3 months to get a response out to plug the 275,000 gallons of oil gushing into the Gulf per day.  At that rate, 27,225,000 gallons of oil will be floating in the Gulf.  What is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; going to do?  It shouldn't be the Coast Guard taking the lead on this.  The leader in the White House should use one of his many press conferences to get this fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will need &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt; when they lose &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; jobs from this?  There are whole industries, food supplies, vacation spots, sensitive environmental areas that will be destroyed.  All the while the federal officials and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; are arguing about the volume of oil leaking into the ocean.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see a plan.  Now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-33870933781945224?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/33870933781945224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=33870933781945224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/33870933781945224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/33870933781945224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-will-mess-be-fixed-hello.html' title='When will the mess be fixed? Hello, Washington?'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4057168810244505834</id><published>2010-04-25T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:39:49.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have had a wonderful weekend with family and friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4057168810244505834?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4057168810244505834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4057168810244505834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4057168810244505834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4057168810244505834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-had-wonderful-weekend-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-95290944743826505</id><published>2010-03-07T08:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:57:09.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Mary&apos;s College of Maryland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D3 Hoops'/><title type='text'>Going to the Sweet Sixteen!!!!</title><content type='html'>Congrats to the &lt;a href="http://www.smcmathletics.com/sports/mbkb/2009-10/releases/20100306iaygdk"&gt;St. Mary's of College of Maryland &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.   Two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;free throws&lt;/span&gt;, by sophomore guard James Davenport, with seconds remaining on the clock lifted the Hawks over Virginia Wesleyan 72 - 69 to take another step forward in the Division III Men's Basketball Tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be St. Mary's second trip to the Sweet Sixteen in three years.  Franklin &amp;amp; Marshall College &lt;a href="http://www.godiplomats.com/landing/index"&gt;(F&amp;amp;M)&lt;/a&gt; will be next week's opponent.  The Diplomats, from Lancaster, PA, were winners over U.S. Merchant Marine, 73 to 64.  The site of next week's games have yet to be determined.  It should be ironed out by Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hawks win advances their record to 26 and 3 on the season.  This will be the second meeting between St. Mary's and F&amp;amp;M this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Associate Head Coach Nick Wilson and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To follow the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt; you can use &lt;a href="http://d3hoops.com/"&gt;d3hoops.com &lt;/a&gt; with live stats, sometimes the games are on video feed, or you can use the &lt;a href="http://www.smcmathletics.com/"&gt;school's web page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-95290944743826505?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/95290944743826505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=95290944743826505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/95290944743826505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/95290944743826505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-to-sweet-sixteen.html' title='Going to the Sweet Sixteen!!!!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2928993444578889755</id><published>2010-03-05T23:31:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:01:48.807-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Mary&apos;s College of Maryland'/><title type='text'>St. Mary's College of Maryland Heading to the Next Round</title><content type='html'>Then there were 32!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Associate Head Coach Nick Wilson and the St. Mary's College of Maryland &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt; for their win on Friday evening over Purchase College of New York. The 88 to 59 win has allowed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt; to advance in the tournament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 549px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445395500027064610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S5HuWzifsSI/AAAAAAAAA74/g85RucPKTCo/s400/MBBsplash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second round of the NCAA Division III Men's Basketball will be on Saturday evening, March 6. The game will be against Virginia Wesleyan, winners over Richard Stockton College of New &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jersey&lt;/span&gt;. In a close one the Wesleyan team won by 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to follow the action live or via the brackets check out &lt;a href="http://d3hoops.com/"&gt;D3Hoops.com&lt;/a&gt;. A great site to follow the news from all the teams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt;. Let's Celebrate the Madness! It's March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2928993444578889755?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2928993444578889755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2928993444578889755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2928993444578889755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2928993444578889755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-matys-heading-to-next-round.html' title='St. Mary&apos;s College of Maryland Heading to the Next Round'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S5HuWzifsSI/AAAAAAAAA74/g85RucPKTCo/s72-c/MBBsplash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-524344413869853774</id><published>2010-02-20T21:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:13:53.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><title type='text'>Basketball Time Ends</title><content type='html'>H and I have been going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MSSU&lt;/span&gt; Basketball Games together since the start of the season.  It was a chance for some guy time.  About midway through the season A joined us, cause, if H enjoys it, it must be fun.  We had a great time.  Today was the last home game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the season progressed H became close with the players.  He would be next to the court when the team ran out of the locker room.  He would be smacking hands with the guys when they headed in at half time and as the clock would wind down he would be there to congratulate his large friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the game a favorite event would be just after half time.  The pep squad would toss a number of t-shirts into the crowd.  The volume would be based on the points scored by the home team in the first half.  The fun part was watching the crowd jump up and down screaming, waving, and doing what they could to get the attention of the young throwers.   Each week there would be some challenged catchers who would try to the grab a shirt.  There were also some that should be replayed on a jumbo tron. A caught one shirt at a game.  Which almost put  H into orbit.  H did end the season with a grab of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was able to go to the locker room with the team.  He would hang with a friend who is a freshmen guard on the team.  Lots of fun to see your buddy playing college basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a conference &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt; in Kansas City then a chance at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MIAA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe we can follow the guys on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun and I hope to spend some more basketball time with my little man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-524344413869853774?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/524344413869853774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=524344413869853774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/524344413869853774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/524344413869853774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/basketball-time-ends.html' title='Basketball Time Ends'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3675763620513700327</id><published>2010-02-07T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T08:20:00.105-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NFL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl'/><title type='text'>Time for the Superbowl</title><content type='html'>In rainy Miami there is a football game about to be played.  Will it be the. we could have tried to win every game, but decided not to, Colts or the wow, I can' t believe we lost three straight and are here, Saints. Either way there is a Super Bowl Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who I am pulling for.  I live around the corner from the biggest psycho fan of the great Payton Manning and the Colts, right Ann?  My father in law adopted the Saints, back when they were horrible, because the fans when they came to Gulf Shores, threw a heck of a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parteee&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;guaranteee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of questions.  Will a rookie head coach get the win?  Can Payton win his second Superbowl ring?  Will Payton and brother, Eli, be shown enough times on their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stuuuuupid&lt;/span&gt; Double Stuff &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oreo's &lt;/span&gt;commercials?  Will the ads this year be any good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens it is Superbowl Sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many burgers, dogs, chips, sodas, frosty adult beverages, and salsa will be consumed tomorrow?  This should be a huge food day for those who support the national pastime of football.  It is truly the last game of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;offering&lt;/span&gt; a special of no less than 50, count them 50 chicken nuggets, two large fries and two large sodas for $15.00.  Now that is sum bunch of nuggets.   My son, who is a chicken, fan attic, noticed the deal. Only challenge is that is enough nuggets to last him until the middle of this decade.  He is a growing boy but not that growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the game.  Who ever you are pulling for in this game let's hope it is close.  I'm not a big fan of the 30 point blow out by half-time.  It isn't fun.  Last years last second heroics by the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; was a really good game.  It was the first Superbowl that I had watched the full game.  Most of the time I lose interest since some team is usually mailing in the game around midway through.  Don't think we are going to see that.  But, one, Never knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about dropping comments on who you think will win and by how much.  This is just for fun.  There are no prizes awarded except you will get the chance to have a post dedicated to the fact that you are correct if you participate, prior to the beginning of the game.  Once the kickoff takes place please only submit who you think will win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a safe and happy football game.  Then the bragging can begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3675763620513700327?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3675763620513700327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3675763620513700327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3675763620513700327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3675763620513700327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-superbowl.html' title='Time for the Superbowl'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-1053661663726316584</id><published>2010-02-06T23:32:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:15:47.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>On the Move! International Style</title><content type='html'>This was a fun Saturday.  Starting early this morning it was finally time to move a good friend to her new place.  This was started a couple of weeks ago but delayed due to snow and ice.  In this case the second time was a charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H and K went with me to assist.  They got up early on a Saturday morning, with minor grumbling, to ride along to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival the fun started.  With lots of boxes, a 24 foot truck and a house full of stuff; the moving was on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some great people there.  It was a like a United Nations of volunteer movers.  As I describe it, I promise, it will sound like a set up to a joke.  There was a Greek farmer, a Panamanian Industrial Engineer, a Global Security expert, an Alabama football fan and a lady from Wisconsin.  Please add your punch line here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took furniture apart, loaded and unloaded boxes, and made multiple trips to and from the truck.  And along the way, we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy Tammy proved that she is a truck driving woman!  She backed that truck up a seriously angled drive.  She also made a couple of trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by Chick fil a nuggets and sandwiches, Chinese food, Green Tea, Coffee, Hot Chocolate, and soda this motley band worked hard to get the stuff moved.  There were times that we didn't speak the same language or approach the challenge in front us with the same way.  But, it continued throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed with the motivation of my son and daughter.  They played like kids would but they put forth an effort that was beyond what was expected.  And, the impressive part, they moved at a pretty high rate of speed throughout the 10 hour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day progressed we learned Greek words for boss,  thank you, please, and fun.  We practiced Spanish, joked about not understanding each other then solved issues with hand signals and some good ole' fashion let me show you how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day grew to a close with the temperatures dropping and the muscles of the participants getting a little sore and tight.  As I left the unloading the last five items were in view on the second trip of the truck.  The garage at the new place was full of plants, boxes, furniture, yard furniture, cushions, towels, and tools.  It was in a stage to be wrapped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we headed home there was a great discussion about the fun we had tackling a challenge and meeting some neat folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greek: Ποια διασκέδαση, σας ευχαριστεί&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish: Qué diversión, le agradece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: What fun, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1053661663726316584?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1053661663726316584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1053661663726316584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1053661663726316584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1053661663726316584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-move-international-style.html' title='On the Move! 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It appears that the electorate in the Commonwealth of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/span&gt; have decided to elect a Republican to the United States Senate. It appears they are tired of being blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of President &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; first anniversary in the White House it appears that his party and that of Senator Harry Reid and Representative Nancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pelosi&lt;/span&gt; are receiving a set back. They are seeing red! Not since 1972 have the residents of Massachusetts sent a Republican to the United States Senate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not claiming that the Red folks have it right.  It just makes the blue folks stop the back room deals.  This makes Mr. Nelson's deal in Nebraska a mute point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quoting someone last January, " the ground is shifting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beneath&lt;/span&gt; the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long," well, at least the last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do applaud the work in concept to make change.  I just don't agree with the reduced access, the gaming of the answers, and the deals to shut out those with different opinions.&lt;/p&gt;My thanks to the citizens of Massachusetts.  Maybe there is something to the Red &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt; after all.   My thanks because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There maybe something to the Massachusetts Miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2869447517256521164?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2869447517256521164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2869447517256521164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2869447517256521164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2869447517256521164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-yankees-get-it-right-blue-no-more.html' title='Wow!  The Yankees get it right Blue No More!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4472724325531905291</id><published>2010-01-13T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:00:06.549-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid but true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Help us to Prevent  - Milk Voice</title><content type='html'>We have discovered a new ailment that will require a telethon, a ribbon, and a national marketing campaign. It is an ailment called milk voice. I know, your thinking that Louis Pasteur handled everything that deals with Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This occurs only after you have consumed a glass of milk or drained an ice cold milkshake. There is a something that happens that produces weird sounds in your voice.  Something happens to your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family discovered this ailment after enjoying, on a Thursday evening, some frosted goodies from Sonic.   By the way the concept of the Happy Hour at Sonic, is a wonderful money saving event in the middle afternoon.  All kinds of cool flavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the topic at hand. My lovely spouse decided to talk to the rest of the family after enjoying her chocolate milkshake.  The strangest noise, that use to be her voice, was emitting, from her mouth.  It sounded like her voice but it wasn't the full volume.  It also had a strange wobble in it.  At first there was concern.  Then the first chuckle and then the full scaled laugh. It is unfortunate but yes, we did, laugh at the expense of one of our own.  Family life is a tough place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the source of the strange sound was discovered the group immediately worked to name the ailment.  So there in the car, Milk Voice was discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if a whole family can receive the Nobel Prize in Medicine for a ground breaking discovery.  We aren't doctors, but, we have stayed at a Holiday Inn Express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4472724325531905291?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4472724325531905291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4472724325531905291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4472724325531905291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4472724325531905291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-us-to-prevent-milk-voice.html' title='Help us to Prevent  - Milk Voice'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-8834855912767699974</id><published>2010-01-12T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:25:00.047-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid but true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>Kiffin Set a PACing for the West Coast</title><content type='html'>One and done. Young Mr. Lane Kiffin, former head coach of the University of Tennessee, decided that it is easier to exist in a football conference that doesn't have a Championship Game. After barely a year he packed his bags and ran from Rocky Top, it appears that the mighty mouth of the SEC has unvolunteered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Pete Carroll, Coach of the USC Trojans, decided that he was on the move to Seattle. Kiffin made the move to a place where you can shoot off your mouth and no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you say scared? After under performing in the Southeastern Conference Kiffin decided that Hollywood was more to his style.  All flash and no substance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kiffin, your entertaining comments will be missed. You should have stayed with the conference that has won the last four national championships in football.  The Ducks and Cardinal are waiting for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8834855912767699974?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8834855912767699974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8834855912767699974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8834855912767699974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8834855912767699974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/kiffin-set-pacing-for-west-coast.html' title='Kiffin Set a PACing for the West Coast'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-951960822757885081</id><published>2010-01-10T11:07:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:13:51.075-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of Alabama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>Celebrating a National Championship at Bama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0oLSc2Z8_I/AAAAAAAAA7g/VtLDu4pBm78/s1600-h/bcs_logo_city_bowlgame.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425161112731120626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0oLSc2Z8_I/AAAAAAAAA7g/VtLDu4pBm78/s400/bcs_logo_city_bowlgame.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Congratulations to the Alabama Crimson Tide. After the last three years finishing every play, playing the defense of a stone wall, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rebuilding&lt;/span&gt;, the University of Alabama Football team has arrived at the pinnacle of the sport. A National Championship! Winners of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; National Championship Game in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pasadena&lt;/span&gt;, California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425161116031224082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0oLSpJNiRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/5iNbtumCbZE/s400/alabama-fans-5478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful that the game was played in the Rose Bowl.  Many years ago when the Alabama fight song was written the Rose Bowl was mentioned specifically in the song.  See lyrics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425161123779191122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0oLTGAeIVI/AAAAAAAAA7w/MU_dgwUITxo/s400/Jan+Snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt; truly celebrating the win!  My thanks to my sister Liz for the giant foam number one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Coach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Saban&lt;/span&gt; for bringing us back! Roll Tide! 14 and 0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, Alabama!Drown ‘em Tide!Every ‘&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bama&lt;/span&gt; man’s behind you;Hit your stride!Go teach the Bulldogs to behave,Send the Yellow Jackets to a watery grave!And if a man starts to weaken,That’s his shame!For ‘&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bama&lt;/span&gt;’s pluck and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grit Has&lt;/span&gt; writ her name in crimson flame!Fight on, fight on, fight on, men!Remember the Rose Bowl we’ll win then!So! Go, roll to victory,Hit your stride,You’re Dixie’s football pride, Crimson Tide! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-951960822757885081?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/951960822757885081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=951960822757885081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/951960822757885081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/951960822757885081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrating-national-championship-at.html' title='Celebrating a National Championship at Bama!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0oLSc2Z8_I/AAAAAAAAA7g/VtLDu4pBm78/s72-c/bcs_logo_city_bowlgame.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-3270124404307537190</id><published>2010-01-03T17:01:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:11:04.485-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's Snowing, and snowing, and snowing!</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to get into the whole global warming discussion right now, especially, since the temperature outside is currently 12 degrees Fahrenheit. With the wind it feels like 6 degrees. Nope, not going to talk about warmth. (BRRRRR!) Since I can't feel my fingers and toes from just stepping outside for a few minutes. Nope, not going to talk about warming. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last three weeks we have seen a bunch of snow. We received another 4 plus inches last night that landed on the 6 inches we received on Christmas Eve. And that piled on the 10 inches we already had on the ground. As of this writing it is continuing to snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422657626677042178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmYYil3AI/AAAAAAAAA64/QjiQHKkUuGk/s400/december+191.jpg" /&gt;This is the snow on the back deck of the house. The young lady is standing with snow almost to her waist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422657623734451986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmYNlBfxI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lq_UVM6KlCo/s400/december+175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are all watching the school and business closing list with mild interest. The ante was upped by a couple of school systems that pulled the trigger on not having class on Monday already. This is causing a number of discussions about the need to lay out clothes, some mild challenges about bed times and my favorite; From my youngest, she would like to know if I get snow days at work so we could have some more vacation together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this snow has allowed for outdoor activities; some snowballs, a snow person, sledding, and icicle eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422657637184687618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmY_rzzgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FebqnGb2JPU/s400/december+204.jpg" /&gt;Here is the start to the snow person. Along with some team participation to put the next layer on the base.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422657639201309538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmZHMnA2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/a9diDgFogjw/s400/december+201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422657642790481122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmZUkVbOI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/zfFTQg2MsKY/s400/december+229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then celebration when the person was completed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just looking at the pictures of the winter events makes me cold. Having a great time with the snow. But, I am beginning to think about Spring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3270124404307537190?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3270124404307537190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3270124404307537190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3270124404307537190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3270124404307537190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-snowing-and-snowing-and-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s Snowing, and snowing, and snowing!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/S0EmYYil3AI/AAAAAAAAA64/QjiQHKkUuGk/s72-c/december+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-7490723746835569301</id><published>2009-12-27T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:42:00.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's a Tough Guy? Go Pope!</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve, as we were preparing to take our long winter's nap, the news flashed that Pope Benedict the XVI, (16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) for the non roman numerals people, was knocked off his feet by a woman jumping over a security barrier. All is well! Thank Goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the shock of the incident wore off my mind turned to who is a tough guy? Today if someone ran up to me an knocked me to the ground I'm not sure how I would respond. &lt;a href="http://www.todaysthv.com/news/ksink/story.aspx?storyid=96565&amp;amp;catid=70"&gt;If you want to see it watch here&lt;/a&gt;. (Sorry about the video being in Italian) The whole words I would use thing would be a challenge. I'm sure the Pope &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have the same challenge that I would have.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069820327064754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Szf0yOpo9LI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Q5AahDREBLs/s400/index_benxvi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting knocked down like that!! Wow! The Pope is 82 years old. With some help he was up and walked off to finish Christmas Mass. Impressive. It shows that someone is looking out for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-7490723746835569301?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7490723746835569301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7490723746835569301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7490723746835569301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7490723746835569301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/12/whos-tough-guy-go-pope.html' title='Who&apos;s a Tough Guy? Go Pope!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Szf0yOpo9LI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Q5AahDREBLs/s72-c/index_benxvi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-6141874463714662169</id><published>2009-12-27T16:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:49:29.854-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>All the best to Coach Meyer and his family</title><content type='html'>As an Alabama Football fan my first reaction to the initial news about Coach Urban Meyer was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;.  Our biggest competitor was wrapping it up and leaving!!!  It seemed strange but I'd take the good news.  You know the saying; don't look a gift horse in the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure my fellow SEC fans from the Eastern Division of the SEC were just as shocked, but willing to accept the departure. Comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once seeing the press conference today from New Orleans there were questions asked and unanswered.  What ever Coach Meyer and his family is dealing with, my hope, it is not serious and doesn't affect his quality of life.  You, your family, your team, and fans are in my thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that all of the professional success in the world is unimportant when family and health come to the forefront.  Jobs come and go.  Family and health are a one shot deal.  Get this wrong and there is no do over or instant replay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach, it is my hope that whatever it is you are dealing with in private, is brief.  You have again showed many a life lesson.  All the best to you and your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6141874463714662169?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6141874463714662169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6141874463714662169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6141874463714662169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6141874463714662169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-best-to-coach-meyer-and-his-family.html' title='All the best to Coach Meyer and his family'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-7622500856778860026</id><published>2009-11-14T11:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:32:28.642-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Meet with Newest Member of the Family</title><content type='html'>Boo is in the house. She is our new black lab puppy that joined the family on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m-qN_pjI/AAAAAAAAA50/i8tFEq8ks7A/s1600-h/October+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404010567050438194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m-qN_pjI/AAAAAAAAA50/i8tFEq8ks7A/s400/October+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the picture of my lovely wife holding the puppy.  This was an instance of me making a command decision. Yep, I said it.  I didn't have spousal approval before deciding to add a mouth to feed to the crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m9_if2BI/AAAAAAAAA5k/4jilTEkLnYs/s1600-h/CIMG5945.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404010563174059106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m-bxyzGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/P5d3u-MtcJw/s400/October1+180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids didn't believe that we had made the adoption.  My two eldest daughters used language of doubt when first informed of the acquisition of the four legged friend.  Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m9SaNjgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/K4eh5VGBwAE/s1600-h/after+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404010549537756498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m9o-pVVI/AAAAAAAAA5c/jstFLKDG8sw/s400/november+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo, has been a great addition.  We are getting use to the sharp puppy teeth. She has done very well with the doing her business outside.  Will be sure to keep you all updated on Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8014090997322898075-7622500856778860026?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7622500856778860026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7622500856778860026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7622500856778860026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7622500856778860026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-with-newest-member-of-family.html' title='Meet with Newest Member of the Family'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sv7m-qN_pjI/AAAAAAAAA50/i8tFEq8ks7A/s72-c/October+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-7255426585743187779</id><published>2009-10-10T17:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:25:16.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>Cadet Carlton slays the Commodores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391100611990671090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/StEJcX4YTvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nQ4n4U3jfiM/s400/armya_m.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, I hope you were watching football today. Your Cadets beat the Vanderbilt Commodores in overtime!!!. I’m sure you’ve heard already. The question I have, isn’t a Commodore a Navy rank?  Not looking to far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391100619680050386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/StEJc0hq7NI/AAAAAAAAA4s/xW4C7JMDe4A/s400/commodore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see the Golden Knights of the Hudson with a win over an SEC team. Okay, maybe not an SEC powerhouse. But, academically, these folks probably match up closer than any other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadet Alex Carlton, 186 pound sophomore, from Wilmington, Delaware, kicked a 42 yard field goal in overtime to beat Vandy. The game was played at the Michie Stadium on the West Point campus. Okay, it was close; the field ball did bounce off the upright, but, good is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the season the cadets are 3 and 3. The next team will be Temple in Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear the cheer now. (The rocket!)&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/8014090997322898075-7255426585743187779?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7255426585743187779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7255426585743187779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7255426585743187779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7255426585743187779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/cadet-carlton-slays-commodores.html' title='Cadet Carlton slays the Commodores'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/StEJcX4YTvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nQ4n4U3jfiM/s72-c/armya_m.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1216996522939968483</id><published>2009-10-03T08:22:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:05:10.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pittsburgh Penguins'/><title type='text'>Cultural Season Begins</title><content type='html'>It was a big night on Friday evening. The beginning of the cultural season. I'm not talking about the ballet or the start of the symphony musical season or the opera. This season does showcase some extremely talented participants. There is coordination, creativity, and grace in motion. The season that started last night has Stars, Blues, Flames, there are also Penguins, Rangers, Avalanche, and Canadians. The 2009 National League Hockey Season is underway. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got Ice? Got a Stick and a Puck? We've got hockey again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388404857877933922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Ssd1q1PNr2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/2PW6Cn5UBr8/s400/NHL+shield.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the last season for the Mellon Arena in Pittsburgh. The Penguins will move to the Consol Energy Center for next season. It could be the last season for the Phoenix Coyotes in the desert. The chase for the coolest trophy in sports, The Stanley Cup, is on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pittsburgh Penguins &lt;a href="http://penguins.nhl.tv/team/console.jsp?catid=19&amp;amp;id=47842"&gt;lifted the Stanley Cup banner last night in Pittsburgh &lt;/a&gt;before facing off against the New York Rangers. &lt;a href="http://penguins.nhl.tv/team/console.jsp?catid=19&amp;amp;id=47842"&gt;Here is some great video of the event.&lt;/a&gt; The Penguins won 3 to 2 over the New York Rangers. Tonight Coach Dan and the Pens face the New York Islanders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388404855210630194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Ssd1qrTR3DI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7eY2ImIVdMA/s400/pit.gif" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The first of 85 cultural events with the pens have taken place. Can't wait for the next match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let culture reign! &lt;a href="http://penguins.nhl.com/"&gt;Let's follow the pens&lt;/a&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/8014090997322898075-1216996522939968483?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1216996522939968483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1216996522939968483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1216996522939968483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1216996522939968483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/cultural-season-begins.html' title='Cultural Season Begins'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Ssd1q1PNr2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/2PW6Cn5UBr8/s72-c/NHL+shield.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1490828194236163214</id><published>2009-10-02T07:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:59:39.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surroundied  bw Bulldog Spirit this morning! Yea ( spirit fingers )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1490828194236163214?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1490828194236163214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1490828194236163214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1490828194236163214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1490828194236163214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/surroundied-bw-bulldog-spirit-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4622810196342785214</id><published>2009-10-02T01:06:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T02:38:26.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggin Friend'/><title type='text'>Great Read - Lot's of fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The last couple of evenings I have been escaping from the rat race and the buzz of the house to read for fun. Most of the time the books are work related or business topics. My most recent read was a blast. Through the generosity of a fellow blogger I was able to cruise through 300 plus pages of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book had to be good. The author has or had family in Alabama. (God's country). The author made me smile, laugh and take some time to consider the important things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through stories based in Utah, the State of Washington, and the Island of Crete, Robert &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fulghum&lt;/span&gt;, author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, covers people and relationships. He also shared a perspective on life that does make you stop and wonder if we are smelling the roses in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is obvious that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fulghum&lt;/span&gt; gets much of his inspiration from walking and observing all creatures big and small. He has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magnificant&lt;/span&gt; insight into the people he sees and interacts with in his daily life. His life is a unique blend of experience that keeps you guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His tips for conversation, called the List, makes the whole book worth the read. My favorite is his open engagement of people as he himself experiences life. My habit of walking along anywhere saying hello to people just to see the reaction doesn't seem so abnormal (note to wife) Okay, maybe as I said hello and good morning to New Yorkers on the sidewalks and the subways was a little over the top, but, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fulghum&lt;/span&gt;, makes me seem somewhat normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387894645293250210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SsWlojPu9qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/m1xyxA3p6WY/s400/what+on+Earth+Have+I+Done.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more on &lt;a href="http://www.robertfulghum.com/"&gt;Robert Fulghum &lt;/a&gt;follow the link to his site. Learn more about his writings and read his frequent notes.  Hope you enjoy.  I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pick up a copy of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fulghum's&lt;/span&gt; book: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What on Earth Have I Done (Stories, Observations and Affirmations)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Enjoy the topics and the read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ISBN-13: 9780641990557&lt;br /&gt;Pub. Date: September 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8014090997322898075-4622810196342785214?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4622810196342785214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4622810196342785214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4622810196342785214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4622810196342785214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-read-lots-of-fun.html' title='Great Read - Lot&apos;s of fun'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SsWlojPu9qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/m1xyxA3p6WY/s72-c/what+on+Earth+Have+I+Done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-8389670395800306474</id><published>2009-09-25T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:09:53.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggin Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Chicken Soup - Saves a Puny Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lands7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms. Ann &lt;/a&gt;to the rescue. The finest provider of confections in our part of the world. Is also the saver of men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday yours truly was being pounded by a bug. A temp of 103, a sore throat, and general &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wimpiness&lt;/span&gt;. So, being home from work I decide while laying in the bed, and not wanting to go anywhere, to make a connection to the outside world through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and Twitter. Just to update the world on my lack of well being. Okay, a lesson; if you tell it, people will respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The responses came literally from all over the country. This wining thing when sick garnered some serious sympathy and provided good cheer to the one hiding behind his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woobie&lt;/span&gt;. Ms Henry asked if there was anything she could do from over 60 miles away. So putting me out of my misery would take some time. (Not seriously considered, just a figure of speech) A note from Mom Said So in Connecticut hoping it wasn't the flu. A number of well wishers from throughtout the southeast. Then, THE Golden Ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put you in the frame of mind you have to have seen Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Either version, old or new. To understand the pleasure and unadulterated joy that Mr. Charlie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bucket &lt;/span&gt;must have felt upon finding the last of the tickets that would grant him access to the land of confections that Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wonka&lt;/span&gt; makes inside his factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ann, the local maker of perfection confections and other meals of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;renowned&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.anniecakesonline.com/Home_Page.php"&gt;Annie Cakes&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;offered&lt;/span&gt;.....Holding your breath now; some Chicken Soup to save the wimpy! Mind you, this isn't the stuff from the can. This is the real &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poultice&lt;/span&gt; to ward off what ails you! The message. "Chicken soup is on the way!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wohoo&lt;/span&gt;! I have been granted access to the kitchen of Ms Ann. I began to feel light headed. I didn't know if it was the bug or the emotion of finally getting through the steel doors of Ms &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wonka's&lt;/span&gt; factory of goodies. Later it was determined to be the excitement of the goodies. I had to start feeling better to have food provided by Ms. Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too call this magic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elixir&lt;/span&gt; just Chicken Soup is like telling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hussein&lt;/span&gt; Bolt that he is kind of fast. This stuff when it arrived by special certified courier was magical. Real Chicken Soup. Home made with large chucks of poultry, a liquid that made the sickness shoot from my body like Big John Coffee did for Tom Hanks character in the book and movie the Green Mile. This stuff caused some serious recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also non sick people in the house that were able to enjoy the magic pourage. It caused general good cheer and happiness throughout the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ann, you should get a license and a patent on that stuff. Maybe you could feed it to people out there managing our economy. Man alive I just know the recession would be over! Powerful, powerful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming to my rescue. As always, you are my hero!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8389670395800306474?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8389670395800306474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8389670395800306474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8389670395800306474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8389670395800306474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/chicken-soup-saves-puny-man.html' title='Chicken Soup - Saves a Puny Man'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-9190541312716065474</id><published>2009-09-25T18:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:29:15.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Newest Wilson Arrives on Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sr1YCFnOtHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/I2dOxnUaH9Y/s1600-h/SDC10738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385557522294682738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sr1YCFnOtHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/I2dOxnUaH9Y/s400/SDC10738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Erin and Stu on the birth of Stuart A. Wilson, Jr. He is beautiful.  The little guy in the blanket!  So there is no confusion.  We are all happy he is here and glad to report that Mom and baby are doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The newest Mr. Wilson made his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; in the world last Friday about midday. At this writing big sister is adjusting well to being a big sister. This is an important role to be the older, and wiser, and better looking sibling. (Enough about me!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; and joy as Stu, the dad, has already installed the hoop at the end of the crib. Stu Jr. or SJ. as he likes to be called when hanging with other kids, has to shoot 10 free throws before he gets the stuff that does the body good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Coach Williams. It is too early for him to commit. He is also considering the MIT Scholarship at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My thanks to Ms M. the photographer. She was joannie on the spot with the pics. Wish we could have been there with you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-9190541312716065474?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9190541312716065474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=9190541312716065474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/9190541312716065474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/9190541312716065474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/newest-wilson-arrives-on-scene.html' title='Newest Wilson Arrives on Scene'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sr1YCFnOtHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/I2dOxnUaH9Y/s72-c/SDC10738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-8223362355198454354</id><published>2009-09-18T00:44:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:08:12.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thelma and Louise are coming to my house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SrOiKKeQAiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rVcGMQHBeD8/s1600-h/CIMG5698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382824275131499042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SrOiKKeQAiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rVcGMQHBeD8/s400/CIMG5698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a big day at the Wilson house tomorrow. The ladies will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The event is taking place because our wash machine of 13 years gave up the ghost last weekend. In our homestead there is no more important appliance than the mechanical cleaner of clothes. With a family of 6 the thing gets a work out. I couldn't even guess the number of miles the spin cycle had achieved.. A quick back of the envelope estimate.... the thing had to be in the multi million mile club. We did get our moneys worth out of the olde thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like an old football lineman the appliance was pulled from service and unceremoniously benched. Taken from the house to the curb, then picked up by two gentlemen seeing an opportunity to gain value from the sheet metal of the old plan vanilla white machine. It was even raining slightly as the old boy was dragged the last mile. (Dabbing tears from the corner of my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is red, has a twin sister, and named for two characters in an ultimate chick flick? The two new home essentials, named Thelma and Louise will take up residence on Friday morning. Yes, we are doing our part to raise the national output of durable goods. Mr. Bernanke, this may not show up in your tan book, but we are doing our part to contribute to the economic recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is much excitement about the arrival of the ladies. It appears that my wife has felt the repression of Mr. Henry Ford relating to our laundry equipment for a long time. For many years, the manufacturers of said equipment, basically have caused the space in our home to have any color equipment we wanted as long as it was white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our almost 18 years of marriage I didn't realize the angst the color of the appliances had caused.. Even my children have felt deprived by not having pigment in the steel. How was a guy to know. So, in choosing, the emancipation has taken place. Free at last, we're free at last, good gracious almighty we are free at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Thelma and Ms Louise will be red. (Ms Ann this not a political statement and no one from any group or media outlet participated in this decision. ). This was a critical selection criteria for the new household assistants. I'm still trying to figure out how these vital pieces of equipment have already been accepted by name in the household. I have seen the naming of a living breathing pet take more time and much more deliberation.All are a buzz about the arrival of the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have already confirmed that they are spending their last night of restfulness at the local big box retailer. Hope they are rested up because tomorrow, these beautiful ladies, named for outlaws, will begin working their way up the million miler achievement test. &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/8014090997322898075-8223362355198454354?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8223362355198454354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8223362355198454354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8223362355198454354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8223362355198454354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/thelma-and-louise-are-coming-to-my.html' title='Thelma and Louise are coming to my house.'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SrOiKKeQAiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rVcGMQHBeD8/s72-c/CIMG5698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1220897980108420944</id><published>2009-09-13T08:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:09:23.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Dabba'/><title type='text'>Spending time with my youngest lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My youngest and I had some good quality time together this week. We attended events together, went to football games, a bonfire at a friend’s house, did bedtime reading, just hung out and traveled together. It was very special to see and hear life from the perspective of a six year old. Don't get me wrong, chronologically she is only six. She is beginning to outpace me in the maturity area due to the influences of her older siblings and her Mom. She is lots of fun and has a heart the size of the state of Texas. The time together will be the subject of a three post series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380937322383685474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sqzt_DtSN2I/AAAAAAAAA28/xupaRFdooKs/s320/Abigale1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Brother/Little Sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet thing did ask this week if she could be a big sister. This caused her Mom and me to give each other a couple of looks. It appears that Dabba has heard from friends at school about how you become a big brother or big sister! WOW! (This is the five alarm fire announcement that puts you on your toes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My though is oh! I can't wait to see what she has learned after only about four weeks in Kindergarten. And I was wondering what the President was going to say to the kids. At this point I'm thinking his message, whatever it is, was going to be is kind of late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, Mom and Dad, if we put our name on the list we can have a baby brother or sister!" More looks exchanged between the parental units. Relief! And confusion is the first two things after hearing the request. Okay, so science and biology class in Kindergarten haven't advanced that much since I was in over forty years ago, expect for the fire and the electricity thing. (Mimi, we have another entry for the book!) Not sure about the list but this will be an okay discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles now appear on the face of the relieved parents. See, as the six year old explains, there is a family in school that has recently applied for adoption. So, putting your name on a list is how you get a baby brother or sister. And, Dabba, doesn't want to be left out. She also has an Aunt and Uncle that live near Washington DC that are expecting any day now so there have been some baby discussions. Again, relief about the biological understanding thing. Thinking this might be a good time to have a redirect about a pet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topics passed after we discussed we might want to be off the list while we focus on her and her other siblings. There are hugs exchanged. I can tell this is not the last time we will have this discussion. Cause being the "baby" in the family isn't much fun if you don't have a little brother or little sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1220897980108420944?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1220897980108420944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1220897980108420944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1220897980108420944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1220897980108420944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/spending-time-with-my-youngest-lady.html' title='Spending time with my youngest lady'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sqzt_DtSN2I/AAAAAAAAA28/xupaRFdooKs/s72-c/Abigale1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-978509501640477252</id><published>2009-09-11T18:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:44:58.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank goodness it is Friday!  Football , family , and frosty adult beverages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-978509501640477252?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/978509501640477252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=978509501640477252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/978509501640477252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/978509501640477252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-goodness-it-is-friday-football.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4673253124337546831</id><published>2009-09-10T19:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:05:02.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is watching Kassie and her volleyball team win the first 2 games  leading !2 to 2 in the third&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4673253124337546831?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4673253124337546831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4673253124337546831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4673253124337546831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4673253124337546831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-watching-kassie-and-her-volleyball.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-5165945317231855057</id><published>2009-09-09T21:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:03:22.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Happy Blogoversary to Me</title><content type='html'>Yep, a couple of days ago I celebrated by second anniversary as a blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it. This blog has survived two trips around the sun! Don't know that I have solved world hunger, done anything to reduce greenhouse gases or even righted any wrongs in the society. But, I'm still on occasion cranking out some text and sharing my views even if it is just me listening sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being reflective when I started this process I didn't know what to expect. Had no idea what would happen when I decided to connect to the electronic world. All I can say is that I would have missed the experience of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met some great people in parts of the country and the world that I would not have usually had the opportunity to experience. And, it has been a learning process. Personally and technologically. The names of these folks alone tell you something about their take on the world. The Nap Warden, Wilson Six......Egel's Nest, Cause Mom Said So,  A Free Man Down Under, Dad Gone Mad. Great people and great stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been laughter, tears, smiles, and frowns. Topics have ranged from sports, politics, stupid people tricks, blogs about my crew and updates about family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been lots of fun. Looking forward to more posts that cover topics from A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogoversary to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-5165945317231855057?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5165945317231855057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5165945317231855057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5165945317231855057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5165945317231855057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-blogoversary-to-me.html' title='Happy Blogoversary to Me'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-8149616297206125895</id><published>2009-09-05T16:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:56:33.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Bulldog Red Wins 16 to zero</title><content type='html'>Bulldogs Win. H starts the game as an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqLe3RQxrdI/AAAAAAAAA08/DcXQYpOtzKQ/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378105946141732306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqLe3RQxrdI/AAAAAAAAA08/DcXQYpOtzKQ/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bulldog Red team won this morning sixteen to zero over the visiting Wildcats squad. Number 8 was out there in the offensive end position. He provided some great blocking on the end of the line. It was lots of fun to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378113427987479282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqLlqxTzuvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Zd_mIxoXYqg/s320/Picture+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the victor supported by his own Cheerleader. It was a wonderful day for some football.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day started with the application of the bulldog logo to the helmet. An hour before the game. So I stopped and said hello to some good friends.  Next thing we are working the concession stand.  Then I'm working the grill making burgers and hot dogs. Cooking! Putting burgers and dogs in the bun then wrapping the goodies for sale. We had fun. I was glad to get to the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will keep everyone updated throughout the season.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8149616297206125895?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8149616297206125895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8149616297206125895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8149616297206125895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8149616297206125895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/bulldog-red-wins-16-to-zero.html' title='Bulldog Red Wins 16 to zero'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqLe3RQxrdI/AAAAAAAAA08/DcXQYpOtzKQ/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2371825829026758107</id><published>2009-09-04T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:12:00.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick-fil-a'/><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement - Free Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqCJoqr6l0I/AAAAAAAAA00/BcTPd8Jt9Rs/s1600-h/n130788161706_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377449286826628930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqCJoqr6l0I/AAAAAAAAA00/BcTPd8Jt9Rs/s320/n130788161706_1852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for some free Chick-fil-a sandwiches. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.chickenwave.com/"&gt;Chick-fil-a &lt;/a&gt;to get a free sandwich on Saturday over the Labor Day weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it is Labor Day weekend and it is time for some football and some free chicken. Yep, I said free chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for those of you who are living in parts of the uncivilized world; towns or countries that don't have a Walmart and a Chick-fil-a, you have no idea what you are missing. This is some of the best chicken sandwiches that you can get. As their tag line states, they didn't invent chicken, just the chicken sandwich, and boy howdy. They did a great one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also have some of the best tea in the world. Now. There is only one way to get tea in the south and that is called tea. To the rest of the world that is called sweet tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just wanted to give you all a heads up that this weekend you can get a free chicken sandwich just by going into one of their locations. The rule is all you have to have is a logo of your favorite team. See chick-fil-a.com for the rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great Labor Day weekend.  Go football, go chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8014090997322898075-2371825829026758107?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2371825829026758107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2371825829026758107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2371825829026758107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2371825829026758107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/public-service-announcement-free.html' title='Public Service Announcement - Free Chicken'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SqCJoqr6l0I/AAAAAAAAA00/BcTPd8Jt9Rs/s72-c/n130788161706_1852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2199952399339606135</id><published>2009-09-03T21:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:58:01.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Bumper Sticker - Concealment?</title><content type='html'>On the way to work today I was following a pick up truck down the road. As we came to the light we slowed then stopped. I was somewhat paying attention at 6:20 in the morning when the bumper stickers caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, bumper stickers are the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt; of the socially conscious, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obnoxious&lt;/span&gt;, educational notes, or just personal mission advertisements. Not sure.  I do question why people will stick stuff on their cars. But, that is the choice of the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some put one or two stickers on their vehicles. Others apply enough of the sticky messages that it makes you wonder if the driver can see the other vehicles on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sticker I saw this morning, at first, I consider a joke, then a potential warning. Then I was just perplexed at the message.  The bumper sticker announced that the driver was a member of the United States Concealed Carry Association.  Hum!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth?  A bumper sticker telling me that the driver may be carrying a concealed weapon?  Doesn't the bumper sticker, making the announcement, defeat the purpose of the concealment?  Okay, it was early in the morning.  But, I did give the driver a little more room! So the bumper sticker may have had the intended affect.  I was hopeful that the driver wasn't a fellow employee.  Sorry, but I did wonder if the driver would turn in to the Post Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I passed by the driver I noticed his very large black cowboy hat and smiled thinking that I know his secret.  He is packing and he told me but it is concealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home this evening I checked to see if this was a social comment or a real bumper sticker.  I did learn that there is a group out there called The Ultimate Resource of the Armed Citizen, the&lt;a href="http://www.usconcealedcarry.com/public/main.cfm"&gt; United States Concealed Carry Association&lt;/a&gt;.  So, it appears to be the real deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be cautious as I approach the trucks at the intersection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2199952399339606135?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2199952399339606135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2199952399339606135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2199952399339606135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2199952399339606135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/bumper-sticker-concealment.html' title='Bumper Sticker - Concealment?'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4685617822177684857</id><published>2009-08-30T09:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:24:44.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You never know what your day will bring</title><content type='html'>While in Washington DC to visit my brother in the hospital I had one of those moments that makes you realize that you never know what the day can bring. As my brother and I walked the hallway of the hospital we saw a group of people come on to the ward. Instantly, I recognized the person and tried to do the cool, let's not make to big a deal, try not to look like a groupie thing. We smiled and headed down the hall on our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the person of interest was in the hospital to visit the combat wounded troops! How neat is that. As we learned from the people on the hallway she had already spent time with the troops at Walter Reed Hospital earlier in the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I was trying not to be to geeky or even getting in the way of what was going on. I just stood and observed as she and her small team with military escort visited the rooms of the combat wounded. WOW! How special is that. It wasn't the drive by and shake a hand kind of visit either. She was spending some real time with the soldier and the family. Just getting to see her move through the hallway was honor enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me this is one of the good news stories that never makes it out to the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After she had spent over three hours on the ward she made time to say hello to my brother, my sister in law, and my Mom.  My brother was in the hospital recovering from some serious surgery. She talked and took pictures and shared her time. My brother is a huge music fan so it helped his spirits and healing for sure. The smile on his face was electric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she was leaving I asked if I could have a picture. Yep, that is me and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stevie_Nicks"&gt;Stevie Nicks&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375774317146120962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SpqWQmYpowI/AAAAAAAAA0s/R0BxC5GtLxc/s320/dad+and+stevie+nicks.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I really appreciated what Ms Nicks did for my brother that day.  Just sharing her time and spirit made the day that much brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said, you never know who you will see. Last time my brother was in the hospital some guy named George W. stopped by for a hello and pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4685617822177684857?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4685617822177684857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4685617822177684857' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4685617822177684857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4685617822177684857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-never-know-what-your-day-will-bring.html' title='You never know what your day will bring'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SpqWQmYpowI/AAAAAAAAA0s/R0BxC5GtLxc/s72-c/dad+and+stevie+nicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-957593296630568599</id><published>2009-08-22T18:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:49:29.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid but true'/><title type='text'>A new low!  Stealing from a 70 year old!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine received a call that she had won the "Publisher's Clearinghouse" Millions.  At first, that sounds very exciting.  A check was in the mail.  Then something happened to the check.  Then there was a fee, paid through Western Union, that would free up the check.  It has escalated from there. Once the fee was paid the "package" was to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FedEx'ed&lt;/span&gt; the next day.  Of course.  Nothing arrives and there is some other hurdle. It has gone on for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These crooks are organized.  They have people who are pretending to be an international banker from New York City, a Custom's person at the Dallas airport, a Publisher's clearinghouse rep, and another character that calls to provide prize updates.  Places like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Costa&lt;/span&gt; Rico, New York City, Dallas, Texas, and Memphis, Tennessee are involved in this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intrigue&lt;/span&gt;.  If this wasn't so hurtful to my friend the creativity shown by the crooks would make a great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me is that there are a lot of public company names being used in the scam.  When each has been contacted they have been polite but haven't helped much. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;authorities&lt;/span&gt; that have been contacted all think the process is a scam.  But, they can't help.  Each suggesting we talk to another.  My frustration is this can't be the only person in the U.S. facing this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;. When you call "Publisher's Clearinghouse" they have two phone options for if you have received a communication or believe you are being scammed!  Obviously, not an isolated event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After escalating from dollars to get the gift it appeared to have stopped.  Then a the crooks are back. These folks are calling promising something that isn't coming.  Then they propose a solution to get the money paid in back to my friend.  But it requires another activity to enrich them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions on how to get these people stopped?  I would like to personally find the scum bags that are taking advantage of my friend in her 70's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-957593296630568599?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/957593296630568599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=957593296630568599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/957593296630568599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/957593296630568599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-low-stealing-from-70-year-old.html' title='A new low!  Stealing from a 70 year old!'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-822652515946094965</id><published>2009-08-16T08:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:31:09.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We the People'/><title type='text'>Have the politicians forgotten who they work for?</title><content type='html'>Maybe it is time for all elected officials to do a little review of their job description. Or, maybe it is time for us, you know, the &lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt;, in &lt;strong&gt;We the People&lt;/strong&gt;, in the Constitution, to do the review. Apparently, the 535 people who sit in Congress, both houses, have forgotten who they represent! In my world that word "represent" means who they work for....their boss. Most of us, regular people, have a boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that once the election is over the people elected from other areas of the country, committee chairs, and a members of their political groups, Speakers, Whips, majority and minor leaders, the activity groups, become more important than their boss! The people they represent! Hello, remember us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught a simple lesson in school. School work first. Extracurricular activities follow. Any others out there in electronic world heard the same message? Last Monday night I received a refresher in the message at my daughter's freshmen orientation for High School. So, the message must be time tested and practiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the responses from the "elected" representatives at the Federal level as they listen to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VoX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Populi&lt;/span&gt; ask them tough questions is astounding to me. Obviously, the people who work for us haven't faced a status report, an evaluation, or had a face to face with the boss, on their progress in a while. They seem surprised that as the economic conditions in the rest of the country have changed that we the People are expecting better service from those who represent us!. In regular people terms; we are expecting more for less not less for the future. Maybe they need to hear from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VoX&lt;/span&gt; Boss! (Okay, not a real Latin term, meaning voice of the boss!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing the real surprise in their faces, both on television and in person, as the Members of Congress are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; asked about their spending, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attendance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; knowledge of the facts, and why they voted in a manner that didn't represent the boss. My fellow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Americans, m&lt;/span&gt;aybe it is time we start paying greater attention to what the custodian's of our funds are doing when the go to work. I sure plan to let my two senators, representative, and President know that, &lt;strong&gt;We the people&lt;/strong&gt;, are on the job. I'm also looking into the state, county and local officials to see what they have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hear me out! The frustration I am feeling is that I haven't been watching my employees as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;closely&lt;/span&gt; as I should have. Shame on me! Just giving my employees fair warning that the boss and his buddies are now comparing notes on their work performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this call to action what should you do? Find out the names of the people who work for you at the federal, state, county and municipal level. See how they are doing. In person. Not through the news filters, or the notes they send us, or based on any special interest group report card. It is time for &lt;strong&gt;We the people&lt;/strong&gt; to get our employees working for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hear your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-822652515946094965?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/822652515946094965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=822652515946094965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/822652515946094965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/822652515946094965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-poloticians-forgotten-who-they.html' title='Have the politicians forgotten who they work for?'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-6909011093965767135</id><published>2009-08-16T08:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:41:30.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with friends</title><content type='html'>Over the past four days I have had the chance to catch up with my friends, not just a call or an email.  Or the wave on the past each other highway or at a child's sporting events.  This was honest to goodness sit down and spend awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explored my sisters business.  Watered plants and learned that she has over 80 different kinds of Japanese Maple Trees.  Also, learned a valuable lesson about chameleons. (Later post with pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent real time with friends and family.  Loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the day to get started so we can do some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6909011093965767135?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6909011093965767135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6909011093965767135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6909011093965767135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6909011093965767135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up-with-friends.html' title='Catching up with friends'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-6222308271090062967</id><published>2009-08-09T22:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:48:12.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Yep, My son is playing football.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sn-O7DDAYOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/w4sQWY3SNXg/s1600-h/Hayden+starts+Football+Career.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368166425930260706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sn-O7DDAYOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/w4sQWY3SNXg/s320/Hayden+starts+Football+Career.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My son is playing football. I'm excited for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting with a discussion last Monday at the local pool the young man shared his desire to play. This was news. He hadn't expressed any interest. then bingo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, this past week has been a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flurry&lt;/span&gt; of activity to make it happen. All of this fell on dear old Mom to get things together.  Jen was buying cleats, football pants and a chin strap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a little jealous.  H, received a new helmet, the kind with the vents cut in the crown of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;helmet&lt;/span&gt; and real padding inside.  This would have prevented a few headaches in high school and college. He looks great in his football gear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He appears to be either headed for the position of running back or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cornerback&lt;/span&gt;.  When chased he covers some ground quickly.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will keep you posted on the progress of the Red team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-6222308271090062967?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6222308271090062967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6222308271090062967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6222308271090062967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6222308271090062967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/yep-my-son-is-playing-football.html' title='Yep, My son is playing football.'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sn-O7DDAYOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/w4sQWY3SNXg/s72-c/Hayden+starts+Football+Career.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-4504293371834509888</id><published>2009-07-25T09:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:44:47.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>On the Way to Boy Scout Camp</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago H and I were traveling from Washington DC to Chicago then to Kansas City. Our flights, on Southwest Airlines, were to take H to Boy Scout camp. He had been with his Mom and sisters visiting the relatives all over the Northeastern United States. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402909426680210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SmsVCO7mAZI/AAAAAAAAA0M/KZtKc-fjlWY/s320/H+on+the+plane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H called it having "Man Time" since it was just the two of us. There have been a couple of times in the past two months were it was guy time. We both had a lot of fun. As we landed in Chicago the pilot allowed H to look into the cockpit since H had showed interest. The crew were very gracious to the curious traveler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402914926059570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SmsVCjav4DI/AAAAAAAAA0U/u_eQR0qrIzI/s320/Blues+brother.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once at Midway airport we were able to find a Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's and the Blues Brothers. There was a picture moment for sure. There was also a stop for the "Man food", some chicken nuggets for the conoseur of everything chicken.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402926629890978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SmsVDPBKK6I/AAAAAAAAA0c/q0eOxgXIZDA/s320/H+my+camper.jpg" /&gt;The picture above is where H stayed at the Frank Childress Scout Ranch in Diamond, Missouri. His Webelos pack spent the week earning badges. We had a couple of more days of man time on and off. H camped and I went home and to work. Visits for a couple evenings allowed us to catch up on the day's activities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4504293371834509888?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4504293371834509888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4504293371834509888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4504293371834509888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4504293371834509888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-way-to-boy-scout-camp.html' title='On the Way to Boy Scout Camp'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SmsVCO7mAZI/AAAAAAAAA0M/KZtKc-fjlWY/s72-c/H+on+the+plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-8580325298974506331</id><published>2009-07-25T08:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:01:26.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tour de France'/><title type='text'>Chance to Win a Jersey or a Cadillac</title><content type='html'>Here are the code words needed for the Versus.com &lt;a href="http://http//versus.eprize.net/rideofyourlifesweep/index.tbapp"&gt;Cadillac Ride of your Life Sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;All you need to do is add in your email address and then add the code word for a chance to win.  I kept a number of these on a piece of paper throughout the tour.  The others I have researched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you win a jersey or a Cadillac please enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are in alphabetical order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ascent&lt;br /&gt;Astana&lt;br /&gt;attack&lt;br /&gt;bicycling&lt;br /&gt;bobke&lt;br /&gt;breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;cervelo&lt;br /&gt;champagne&lt;br /&gt;chasers&lt;br /&gt;climb&lt;br /&gt;cts&lt;br /&gt;descent&lt;br /&gt;disc wheel&lt;br /&gt;domestique&lt;br /&gt;feed zone&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;garminslipstream&lt;br /&gt;gears&lt;br /&gt;gradient&lt;br /&gt;greenjersey&lt;br /&gt;hammering&lt;br /&gt;hydration&lt;br /&gt;Monaco&lt;br /&gt;paris&lt;br /&gt;peloton&lt;br /&gt;performance&lt;br /&gt;podium&lt;br /&gt;polkadotjersey&lt;br /&gt;pursuit&lt;br /&gt;rpm performance&lt;br /&gt;saxobank&lt;br /&gt;spokes&lt;br /&gt;sprint&lt;br /&gt;teamtimetrial&lt;br /&gt;throttle&lt;br /&gt;versus&lt;br /&gt;versus&lt;br /&gt;whitejersey&lt;br /&gt;yellowjersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the the people at &lt;a href="http://www.versus.com/tdf"&gt;Versus&lt;/a&gt; that provided the coverage to the Tour of Lance, oh! sorry, Tour de France.  This was been a great tour.  They go to Paris tomorrow to wrap up this years event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It began in Monaco, through Italy, Switzerland, Spain, Andorra, and all over France. I enjoyed seeing the Alps, the Pyrenees Moutains, the Mediterrean, rivers, valleys, fields, over all of the parts of France and its neighboring countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The athletes, like Hincappie, Contador, Schleck's, Armstrong, Karpettis, Wiggins, Martin, Kloden, and Lipheimer.  What these men to day in day out on a bicycle is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8580325298974506331?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8580325298974506331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8580325298974506331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8580325298974506331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8580325298974506331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/chance-to-win-jersey-or-cadillac.html' title='Chance to Win a Jersey or a Cadillac'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-5262686234558294941</id><published>2009-06-24T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:08:12.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Wipe out on Television</title><content type='html'>If you haven't see the show on television called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wipeout&lt;/span&gt; you are missing a humorous session.  Can you believe people would do this?  There are a number of very strange obstacles that dish out some serious physical punishment. as the contestants go against the clock for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids can't help but chuckle as they watch the contestants to take the abuse that the designers of the game show dish out.  It is tough to watch some spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted this isn't a mentally challenging 30 minutes of television.  It is funny to hear the Monday morning quarterbacking that goes on with the suggestions to the people who are actually on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gameshow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-5262686234558294941?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5262686234558294941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5262686234558294941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5262686234558294941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5262686234558294941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/06/watching-wipe-out-on-television.html' title='Watching Wipe out on Television'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-1021904687738652957</id><published>2009-06-21T09:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:31:49.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><title type='text'>Spending "Man Time"</title><content type='html'>This past Monday I had the opportunity to bring my son along on a business trip. Nothing fancy, a couple of hours trip, in a rental car, to see two of my employer’s locations. We had a great time. H, called it "Man Time." Just us guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get us wrong. The two of us males love the females in our homestead. But every now and then we need to step out of the estrogen ocean onto a testosterone island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode along together, talking, eating, making jokes, practicing our Scout knowledge and just being guys. Topics ranged from his camp physical that day, potentially a whole other post, to the rental car, to cool discovery topics. We discussed how my dad had taken me along on trips when I was H's age. (I can see the look in his eye when he thinks about me being a kid!) It makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time. H still doesn't understand what we did when we didn't bring along, IPod’s, Nintendo’s, power connections, etc. to make trips entertaining. That look I discussed comes back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rental car I mentioned came into the trip when I developed car trouble on the ride home from work earlier in the afternoon. I commute about 65 miles to work each way so car trouble takes on a life of its own. Anyway, I dropped my car at the shop to be worked on and called the company that picks you up to deliver a car. You have to be standing there at the auto shop when the thing pulls up. One of the mechanics laughs out loud and says, "What is that?" Instantly, I knew that would have to be the car I was going to be using until my car was repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more background. On the way to the shop, H hears me making the rental car reservation. "Hey, dad, will we get a cool car for the trip? How about an Expedition, or a Red Mustang, you know something cool." At nine cool is important. I'm thinking about price and functionality. With only 45 minutes until all of the rental car places in town close, I'm not being too picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this rental car. Red, four doors, and very small. It was a &lt;a href="http://www.chevrolet.com/pages/open/default/family/aveo.do"&gt;Chevy Aveo&lt;/a&gt;! The car came with crank windows and only plunger door locks! It did have the new car smell. My son had never ridden in a car with crank windows. So we didn't look so manly in the four cylinder, Flintstone mobile. But, hey! After some giggling and hand adjusting the side mirrors, we were off on our guy time adventure. Ah, answer to H's earlier question, very low cool factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the work site, H, met the other adults there. I was being the proud dad, when he extended his hand to say hello and greet them. Nice going! H met a man that was from New Zealand. There was a discussion about the accent. H also hung out with a guy I work with who talked with him, gave piggy back rides, and called him H. There was a lot of knuckle pounding going on that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip home at 2:00 a.m. was a good bit quieter than the ride over. He hung tough keeping me company as long as he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a great trip. I'm looking forward to the next time we get to spend some "Man time" together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1021904687738652957?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1021904687738652957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1021904687738652957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1021904687738652957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1021904687738652957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/06/spending-man-time.html' title='Spending &quot;Man Time&quot;'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-3775183166451684032</id><published>2009-05-24T07:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:46:08.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>My thanks to all who have served our country in any capacity, either in a foreign or domestic posting.  The service may have been on the land, in the air, at sea, or in a neighborhood.  I would especially remember and thank those who have given their all in service to the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen the headstones in Arlington National Cemetery, the Post Cemetery @ West Point, New York, the battlefields at Gettysburg, fields in Asia, Europe, and countless other places around the globe where Americans of every, race, creed, color, religion, and ethnic background are together in their final resting place.  The places read like history lessons of military battles, events, or accidents, and tragedies where the individual was a participant performing service for our nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember that the ultimate purpose of the weekend.  To set aside a day out of the year for the nation to remember, reflect and honor those who have served.   Take time as you go about your day to honor and remember those who have given so much, paying the ultimate price.  Remember those who have fallen and the families and children that are without that member of their family.  Remember, these people who gave so that we can have the freedom, liberty and independence each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best on this Memorial Day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3775183166451684032?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3775183166451684032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3775183166451684032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3775183166451684032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3775183166451684032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-4634026513494930791</id><published>2009-05-24T06:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:12:20.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pittsburgh Penguins'/><title type='text'>Penguins Win Again, Lead the Conference Finals 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It appears that the Pittsburgh Penguins will be playing Tuesday, May 26 to reach the Stanley Cup Finals. Currently the Penguins lead the Eastern Conference Finals 3 games to none over the Carolina Hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376839595845458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/ShlG8kYO51I/AAAAAAAAAz0/l_uNgatyMQE/s320/locker-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sid “no longer the kid” Crosby and his Penguin teammates have been on a roll since about midway through the last series with the Washington Capitals. As the league leader in playoff scoring, 14 goals and 12 assists, he continues to push the puck against the Canes. Other members of the Penguins team have stepped up their game to put on a display of hockey skills so far not matched by their opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc-Andre Fleury, in goal for the Pens, has been keeping the Canes off the scoreboard. Fleury, who struggled a bit against Washington, has seen the defense in front of him rise to the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night should be interesting. Go Pens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4634026513494930791?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4634026513494930791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4634026513494930791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4634026513494930791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4634026513494930791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/05/penguins-win-again-lead-conference.html' title='Penguins Win Again, Lead the Conference Finals 3-0'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/ShlG8kYO51I/AAAAAAAAAz0/l_uNgatyMQE/s72-c/locker-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2449899239407618871</id><published>2009-04-18T17:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:39:52.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Father and Daughter Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a lot of fun.  My five year old and I spent most of the day together.  I had a chance to watch her play two soccer games.  She scored 6 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then did team pictures.  Watched her eldest sibling referee an indoor soccer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did lunch, a hair cut, some shopping, a trip to Sonic, a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Petland&lt;/span&gt; and then some veg time.  You know you can learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; by listening to a five year old.  She was lots of fun and had some very interesting observations of what the world is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we waited for the haircut we looked through the books of different haircuts.  We played a game of guess what haircut the other wanted.  She picked the George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Clooney&lt;/span&gt; haircut for me then the Goth guy.  I selected the Shirley Temple curly for her.  She laughed.  And I picked some of the haircuts that swoop over the eye, I called them one eye pictures.  She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were shopping she picked out one of the models on a Kohl's picture and said it looked like me!  Oh, yea.  Who says love isn't blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we had a couple of messages from a friend wanting her to play.  She had spent a long day with me.  Graciously she mentioned that she would like to play with her buddy.  Looks like I'm gonna have to hang with the spouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2449899239407618871?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2449899239407618871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2449899239407618871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2449899239407618871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2449899239407618871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/04/father-and-daughter-day.html' title='Father and Daughter Day'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-2966751478395068050</id><published>2009-04-17T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:24:52.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penquins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey'/><title type='text'>Stanley Cup Playoffs - Penguins Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;4.17.09 - The Pittsburgh Penguins, the National Hockey League franchise in the Steel City, won on two shots from Bill Guerin. He scored the first Penguin's and last goal of the game. The most important shot being in overtime. The shot hit the post and beat the Flyer's goalie. This win lifted the Penguins to a two games to zero lead in the best of five series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326174818815978818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sepfx0coLUI/AAAAAAAAAyc/MZqBMb3Rco4/s320/locker-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guerin, a 38 year old player, experienced his first game winning goal of his seventeen year hockey career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Penguins will now travel to Philadelphia for a match against the Flyers on Sunday. This could be the potential deciding match for the Eastern Conference final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc-Andre Fleury was the winning goal tender for Pittsburgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The game on Sunday will be televised on NBC. The schedule shows the 23rd and the 27th for the next two games should they be necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's hope that Sid and the kids can complete the sweep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Penguins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2966751478395068050?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2966751478395068050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2966751478395068050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2966751478395068050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2966751478395068050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/04/stanley-cup-playoffs-penguins-win.html' title='Stanley Cup Playoffs - Penguins Win'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/Sepfx0coLUI/AAAAAAAAAyc/MZqBMb3Rco4/s72-c/locker-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-8450872550654712669</id><published>2009-04-16T21:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:08:11.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Beach comes to the House</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend I acquired some play sand for the kids. The weather turned so we didn't get to put the sand in the kids sand box. This caused great disappointment for a young lady in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 100 pounds of sand has been in the back of my car since Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At bed time on Wednesday a request was made to put the sand in the garage so it was be available for the sandbox. When I procrastinated the sand made another round time to work with me. Oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I headed home this evening I called my lovely spouse to let her know I was on the road to the house. As I finish talking Jen says a young lady would like to speak with you. Ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506922239325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SegAVHz1dYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/NxKRi3LQdko/s320/CIMG1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dad, could you please remember to leave the sand in the garage so we can get the sandbox opened?" This little voice just wanted to have a sandbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little project manager had already reminded her mother about the sandbox. She also mentioned to me that she would meet me at the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you disappoint that persistence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I pulled up in the driveway. A certain young lady comes to me to remind me about guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you know this story has a very happy ending. The kids had their feet in "The Beach" this afternoon. There were lots of helpers to move the sand, clean the sand turtle, get the supplies needed. Next there was the removal of shoes and socks then, feet in "The Beach"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a number of happy kiddos at our house. All over $6 dollars worth of sand and some family time getting "The Beach" ready. What a great evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-8450872550654712669?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8450872550654712669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=8450872550654712669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8450872550654712669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/8450872550654712669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/04/beach-comes-to-house.html' title='The Beach comes to the House'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SegAVHz1dYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/NxKRi3LQdko/s72-c/CIMG1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-7555639190360124763</id><published>2009-04-12T21:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:51:59.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter to All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The family celebrated a wonderful Easter today. The little people awoke to check the arrival of the Easter Bunny. (Thank goodness it wasn't the butt crack of dawn.) There were some goodies for each of the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323998973970160162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SeKk2-wJGiI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2ppqCldmaoU/s320/CIMG3573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then did breakfast, church, lunch, and family time.  The weather wasn't the best for Easter. It was rainy and very cold. A little pre-planning allowed for the festivities to continue.  The Easter pictures were taken indoors this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323998967301114914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SeKk2l6HjCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Zh3eHkXPdc4/s320/CIMG3567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our crew did some practice egg hunts on Saturday. We had heard the weather wasn't going to be great so we hunted for some goodies in the backyard.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323998965410341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SeKk2e3UoKI/AAAAAAAAAx8/FjcTb9r5RDk/s320/CIMG3554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All had a great time.  A number of members of the family celebrated that Lent was over allowing the consumption of chocolate, ice cream and some other things that were given up for the last forty days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope all had a wonderful Easter.  We did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-7555639190360124763?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7555639190360124763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7555639190360124763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7555639190360124763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7555639190360124763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-to-all.html' title='Happy Easter to All'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SeKk2-wJGiI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2ppqCldmaoU/s72-c/CIMG3573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2672653403051161011</id><published>2009-03-29T20:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:46:05.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sustainability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Interesting Weekend</title><content type='html'>This was quite a weekend. It rained on Friday and was cold. Saturday we had lots of cold and snow. Sunday, it was beautiful and the snow melted rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had car repairs over the weekend when the spouse's car failed to start in the garage on Saturday evening. With our schedule we were all headed in different directions. Quick modifications to the plans, a call to AAA and remembering there were jumper cables saved the evenings events. On Sunday, Auto Zone gets a big kudos, in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; post, for great service at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had multiple kids doing the spend the night thing and a soccer game on Sunday. There was a school project on the Common Cold and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; movie night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I passed Tractor Supply there was a sign for Ducks and Chicks. I first took my eldest daughter in when we were out running errands. She thought it was cool to see the little poultry. Later in the afternoon the two youngest went back with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318791841769076578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SdAk__rkN2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/DVU7hUSnKVw/s320/H+and+A+with+Ducks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All got to hold a Duck and a Chick. The Tractor Supply associate keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;offering&lt;/span&gt; to put a number of them in the box for us to take home. This gentlemen is obviously single. Okay, it is only $4.25 for a duck. And $1.95 for a chicken. Well within my spending range. But, with the house on the market and the fact these cute things will be big enough to be out of the enclosure shown above this wouldn't be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; enhancing move on my part. I did think about it. Lots of fun. My parents acquired some Ducks and a Rabbit one year for Easter. Great memories!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you know that the air holes for a duck on on his beak? The little duck not only has webbed feet but there are claws on them. When you pick one up it makes a good bit of noise. When you put it back the other Duck buddies come over to check on the well being of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;comrade&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To wrap up the weekend the family grilled out this evening. Big fun. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-2672653403051161011?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2672653403051161011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2672653403051161011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2672653403051161011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2672653403051161011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting-weekend.html' title='Interesting Weekend'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SdAk__rkN2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/DVU7hUSnKVw/s72-c/H+and+A+with+Ducks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-4751208448698796172</id><published>2009-03-17T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:48:52.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>March Madness has arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This year March Madness has a completely new meaning in our family. Usually March Madness is associated solely with the NCAA Basketball tournament. Not this year, my youngest brother, A Division III Assistant Basketball Coach, and his lovely wife welcomed the arrival of their first child, Grace Ann, to the world early in the month of March. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314398854172951730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/ScCJmdm4xLI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KZDhu90W0oY/s320/IMG_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my brothers and his lovely wife celebrated the arrival of their granddaughter, Gabriella, within the last week. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314399513378272226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/ScCKM1Vrs-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/drNDJ8oL7RI/s320/P1010020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sister and my brother in law celebrated the 18th birthday of their son, my nephew. (I was there the day he arrived and still can’t believe that much time has elapsed.) Duncan Hines and the Great American Cookie Company will be able to achieve their future P&amp;amp;L’s this month each year with the contributions from the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great family time! We can’t wait to meet all of the newest additions to the family. The pictures are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the basketball side of the house the last week has been very interesting. All of the planned first seeds in the NCAA tournament have lost. Pitt, North Carolina, Oklahoma, all dropped games in their conference tournaments, oops! This year’s tournament should be lots of fun. This will also be a tough week. There are over 364 Division I basketball teams. Two Hundred and ninety nine of the basketball teams will be on the outside of the event looking in. It should be fun. Time to develop the brackets. Let the basketball madness commence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-4751208448698796172?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4751208448698796172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=4751208448698796172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4751208448698796172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/4751208448698796172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness-has-arrived.html' title='March Madness has arrived'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/ScCJmdm4xLI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KZDhu90W0oY/s72-c/IMG_1907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-1114498647765388951</id><published>2009-03-15T09:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:03:52.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It’s Spring Break at our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That wonderful event that all school age children love has arrived at our house, SPRING BREAK!  For the next week, the kids are out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our house that means four kids are now available to assist their parental units in whatever tasks, deemed appropriate, for the development of their character.  Parental speak for completing chores, cleaning rooms, and fluffing the parents pillows!  Yea right!  It is nice to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has caused some confusion for my 5 year old.  Since she is out of school, she would like to know when I get Spring Break!  I can’t wait to see my boss on Monday morning.  (With the economy the way, it is I’m sure it might not be the right time to ask!)  Nevertheless, my darling daughter has hit on a concept that I think should be explored.  With vision like this why can’t they wave the constitutional requirement that the President has to be thrity six years old.  I wonder how she can do in Economics.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are scheduling the week of sleepovers, social events, mall trips, movies, travel to places, activities, and veg time to have a great break.  If the scheduling is right, I may see each child every other day as they spend time with their extended families.  We use that term for the families of the friends they hang out with.  We joke that my son has three hyphenated last names since the families of his buddies kind of claim him as one of their own.  (I wonder if we can work that all the way through college? Oops! There I go using my out loud voice again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break is also the time that all children believe that everything is possible.  The question was asked; Can’t we just get in the car and ride to see the grandparents?  To add context to the discussion we live pretty close to the geographic center of the United States.  The relatives live in the far Northeastern corner of the United States and on the East Coast.  Another option was proposed by my eight-year-old son.  He decided he would like to go to California for the break.  We used the chance to do map reading and mapquesting to determine it would only take about 27 hours to get there.  Mr. Math was on top of that saying, “it is only 1 and 3/24th of a day to get there.”(Parental pride in the math skill!) (Parental shock in realizing that he believes that I can drive that many hours without bathroom stops and sleep to arrive on the coast!) By the way, I love the sense of adventure that is developing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready for day two of Spring Break.  The kids are using the opportunity to sleep in since most stayed up late on the first full day of Spring Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-1114498647765388951?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1114498647765388951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=1114498647765388951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1114498647765388951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/1114498647765388951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-spring-break-at-our-house.html' title='It’s Spring Break at our House'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-6778088822533111421</id><published>2009-02-13T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:04:00.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><title type='text'>O'Connell Knights Men's Basketball Game on Television</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145189004408258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SZUA9RondcI/AAAAAAAAAxM/GboUg_fkcqk/s320/Coach+Stu+BBBall_team_08_09.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Connell Men's Basketball Varsity Basketball Team will host DeMatha Catholic High School February 17, 2009. The game will be on television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302144157634973570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SZUABPe-z4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/5i1rs-tNZ48/s320/OKnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Game time will be 9:00 PM, eastern time and will be televised on ESPNU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145195863624258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SZUA9rL-ykI/AAAAAAAAAxU/2EoXtVVLpYk/s320/100_8336.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We'll be watching the team and Coach Stu. That's the guy on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Silver and Blue!!!!&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/8014090997322898075-6778088822533111421?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6778088822533111421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=6778088822533111421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6778088822533111421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/6778088822533111421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/oconnell-knights-mens-basketball-game.html' title='O&apos;Connell Knights Men&apos;s Basketball Game on Television'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SZUA9RondcI/AAAAAAAAAxM/GboUg_fkcqk/s72-c/Coach+Stu+BBBall_team_08_09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-3503428629338122534</id><published>2009-02-10T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:03:19.068-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hey!  I'm gonna be an Uncle Again</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Stuart and Erin. My brother and sister-in-law made the big announcement on that there is going to be another Wilson in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that big sister Sidney is very excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool another niece or nephew.  The expected arrival is August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crew is excited that another cousin is on the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start the name game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3503428629338122534?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3503428629338122534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3503428629338122534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3503428629338122534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3503428629338122534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-im-gonna-be-uncle-again.html' title='Hey!  I&apos;m gonna be an Uncle Again'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-214439509703348529</id><published>2009-02-02T20:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:46:58.780-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Boodles</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298406275059277250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe4b1yb3cI/AAAAAAAAAw8/54KTUuweSYk/s320/100_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the winter snows with Maria. The friends that do spend the nights, soda and whales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe4btuZTDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-0Ah4bgfaGI/s1600-h/100_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298406272894848050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe4btuZTDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-0Ah4bgfaGI/s320/100_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms. Rock band hair. When she saw David Cook, the American Idol, winner and Randy Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qjoxy0I/AAAAAAAAAws/wK691Hsof_8/s1600-h/DSCF0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405428373343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qjoxy0I/AAAAAAAAAws/wK691Hsof_8/s320/DSCF0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With her friend Kennedy. Two of Charlie's Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qrSzYGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uLB6Jo1dO4Q/s1600-h/Becca+age+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405430428655714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qrSzYGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uLB6Jo1dO4Q/s320/Becca+age+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At age 2 1/2. The intense look with her dad before she was the flower girl in a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qY-fc7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/tecnwnSSiIs/s1600-h/rebecca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405425511625650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qY-fc7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/tecnwnSSiIs/s320/rebecca1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becca the multi sport athlete. Gymnastics, Soccer, Cheerleading. She is competitive at every sport, game or even a staring contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qYtR_KI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QJmz_RWeOMk/s1600-h/100_2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405425439440034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3qYtR_KI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QJmz_RWeOMk/s320/100_2972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is at her 9th birthday party at the Flip shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3p2QGqTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/wCvxAVAmOZQ/s1600-h/beach+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405416190257458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe3p2QGqTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/wCvxAVAmOZQ/s320/beach+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's the surfer girl.  She is also a great student, avid reader, and a lover of music and her computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, eleven years ago today in St. Vincent's Hospital in Birmingham, Alabama, Miss Rebecca A. Wilson came into the world. My world is better because she is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8014090997322898075-214439509703348529?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/214439509703348529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=214439509703348529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/214439509703348529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/214439509703348529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-boodles.html' title='Happy Birthday Boodles'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYe4b1yb3cI/AAAAAAAAAw8/54KTUuweSYk/s72-c/100_0420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-5133276161156279198</id><published>2009-02-01T10:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:41:59.184-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Updates'/><title type='text'>Chef In Training</title><content type='html'>This Sunday morning we were treated to a bacon and eggs breakfast. The fun part was the chef who prepared the meal. Hayden, our eight year old has been an accomplished preparer of eggs from shell to table on his own for sometime. He learned the preparation of scrambled eggs from his 13 year old sister who learned from the family patriarch of the Egg, Papa.  Those are some big credentials in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday morning the elite club of egg chef's has added a new member. Hayden left the kitchen in the middle of egg preparation to find a step stool then without prompting involved his sister, Abigale, at 5, in to the egg making club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297864285834220914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYXLf6lglXI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-pR2ZDV4mrA/s320/100_0650%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Care was taken to ensure safety.  Direction about how to stir, the caution about holding the handle while cooking.  The knowledge was transferred from one to another. Pictured above, both fresh from the shower worked together to make the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the cooking session both sat and ate together explaining the outcome.  I knew it was a hit when little sister ask big brother if she could help again next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Papa.  You have another member of the family working on the title of best Egg Maker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-5133276161156279198?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5133276161156279198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=5133276161156279198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5133276161156279198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/5133276161156279198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/chef-in-training.html' title='Chef In Training'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYXLf6lglXI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-pR2ZDV4mrA/s72-c/100_0650%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-154138668409666693</id><published>2009-01-31T16:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:10:11.339-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steelers'/><title type='text'>Steelers vs. Cardinals = The Big Game</title><content type='html'>I am a huge Pittsburgh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; fan and I have been for a long time. So, the game tomorrow against the Arizona Cardinals will be special. However, I'm not just routing for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; because I am a fan. I heard a story on the radio that said every time the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; win the economy gets better. How can I argue with that logic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297597499020394882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYTY24QbwYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YCjjTkzt5M0/s320/pittsburgh-steelers-logo-75.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also comment on the game with a touch of sadness.  This will be the last real football game until August.  College or Pro, the best we will get are a few classic games on the sports networks.  I'll have to make the best of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The activity within the big game is the advertisements.  I had the chance to see the previews of the Budweiser commercials on Friday.  They have done a nice job again this year.  My favorite is the cost cutting meeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone enjoy the big game safely!  And, by the way, Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-154138668409666693?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/154138668409666693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=154138668409666693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/154138668409666693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/154138668409666693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/steelers-vs-cardinals-big-game.html' title='Steelers vs. Cardinals = The Big Game'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SYTY24QbwYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YCjjTkzt5M0/s72-c/pittsburgh-steelers-logo-75.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-3236819657779154261</id><published>2009-01-24T12:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:06:00.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>I'm hooked on Facebook</title><content type='html'>Okay, confession time. I have a problem, kind of.. its called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Since I established an account I have found friends, family, former neighbors, fraternity brothers, roommates, people I have worked with, and people who knew these people.  The fun is, I originally met these people while living all over the world, from grade school, high school. college, and other activities in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294928126304237506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SXtdE7-Wt8I/AAAAAAAAAvw/RoBph3YbWqE/s320/facebook+logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been lots of fun to reconnect with all of these very fine people.  The problem I mentioned was that I can't help wanting to find them all.   As soon as I find one I remember three others that I haven't seen, heard of, or thought about in more years than I care to remember.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely wife is the one who introduced me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;.  The fun has been watching the number of contacts grow as we find individual and mutual friends that we have known over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason I am making this statement on my blog is that all of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; activity has caused me not to keep up with my blogging buddies.  Okay, I'm scum.  I'll try to do better.  However, if you don't see updated blog posts....you might check in with me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3236819657779154261?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3236819657779154261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3236819657779154261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3236819657779154261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3236819657779154261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-hooked-on-facebook.html' title='I&apos;m hooked on Facebook'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SXtdE7-Wt8I/AAAAAAAAAvw/RoBph3YbWqE/s72-c/facebook+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2617777166904467618</id><published>2009-01-11T10:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:12:24.647-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary - Patty and Terry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my Mother-in- law and Father-in-law are celebrating their 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary. Wow! I would like to wish them a very happy anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290084421082748146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWonwL53FPI/AAAAAAAAAuU/UoSImLbGAH0/s320/mom+and+dad+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On January 11, 1969 - Patty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dimick&lt;/span&gt; and Terry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amidon&lt;/span&gt; walked down the isle of St. Michael's Church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brattleboro&lt;/span&gt;, Vermont to become Mr. and Mrs. Terry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amidon&lt;/span&gt;. They have been dancing together ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see an exciting tribute to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amidon's&lt;/span&gt; follow the link to my wife's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wilson-six.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html"&gt;http://wilson-six.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290084430892308978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWonwwcpGfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/W0OUUmwajs0/s320/100_8230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Anniversary Terry and Patty.&lt;/div&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/8014090997322898075-2617777166904467618?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2617777166904467618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2617777166904467618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2617777166904467618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2617777166904467618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary-patty-and-terry.html' title='Happy Anniversary - Patty and Terry'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWonwL53FPI/AAAAAAAAAuU/UoSImLbGAH0/s72-c/mom+and+dad+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-3285140807667860827</id><published>2009-01-09T22:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:47:17.807-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Gift that keeps on giving</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank my sister for a very cool Christmas gift. On Christmas Day I opened a gift card from Barnes &amp;amp; Noble. We love bookstores, either live or online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So later on Christmas Day I decided to do some book browsing. Then I found my choice. The Barnes &amp;amp; Noble Classic Series. In a few quick clicks on the Barnes and Noble website I was the proud owner of 15 new books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289168080139483026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbmWH4Md5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/t49beJ4wdhY/s320/100_0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days later two big boxes a arrived at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289144984601830818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbRVyS7JaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/y851q3L20LM/s320/100_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This collection of books was under the Classics and Classics for boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arabian Nights by Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Call of the Wild and White Fang by Jack London&lt;br /&gt;Four Feathers by A. E. W. Mason&lt;br /&gt;Jungle Books by Rudyard Kipling&lt;br /&gt;King Solomon's Mines by H. Rider Haggard&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Emmuska&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Orczy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs&lt;br /&gt;Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classics for boys:&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne&lt;br /&gt;Kim by Rudyard Kipling&lt;br /&gt;Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and Other Stories by Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;The Last of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mohicans&lt;/span&gt; by James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fenimore&lt;/span&gt; Cooper&lt;br /&gt;The Time Machine by H. G. Wells&lt;br /&gt;Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Victoria, let the reading commence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-3285140807667860827?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3285140807667860827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=3285140807667860827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3285140807667860827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/3285140807667860827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='The Gift that keeps on giving'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbmWH4Md5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/t49beJ4wdhY/s72-c/100_0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-2549158340438309090</id><published>2009-01-08T22:47:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:46:18.380-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEC Football'/><title type='text'>SEC Football - Florida wins the National Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to the University of Florida! The Champions of the Southeastern Conference are now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; National Champion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbYmupNHrI/AAAAAAAAAts/PehuVZdfRNA/s1600-h/Florida+Helmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289152972260712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbYmupNHrI/AAAAAAAAAts/PehuVZdfRNA/s320/Florida+Helmet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Miami, Florida, the Gators took a bite out of the Oklahoma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sooners&lt;/span&gt; in the FedEx Bowl Championship Series Game. With a final score of 24 to 14 the Gators under the leadership of Tim "Superman" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tebow&lt;/span&gt; won on Thursday evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Florida defense was able to rattle the Heisman Trophy winner and the high scoring Oklahoma Sooner offense. It appears that the Air and Ground game of the of the Gators were able to come out on top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The defense, a trademark of the Southeastern Conference, was able to keep the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sooners&lt;/span&gt; out of the end zone on fourth and inches and with an interception just before the first half. In the second half #35, Ahmad Black, was able to intercept Sam Bradford when #9, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Juaquin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ignacious&lt;/span&gt; didn't tuck in a catch ending the last serious Oklahoma drive of the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289162758756452690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbhgYLnSVI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NNo1iZVz0QE/s320/250px-Urban_Meyer_UFvshawaii2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urban Meyer, the Coach of the Gators won his second National Championship with Florida. This is the third National Championship for the University of Florida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289162757255240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbhgSlsm3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/SvWWP_QauDo/s320/Harvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The defensive player of the game was Carlos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dunlop&lt;/span&gt;. The offensive player of the game was Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tebow&lt;/span&gt; with 231 yards passing, 108 yards rushing, and 2 touchdowns.  Pictured above, Percy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Harvin&lt;/span&gt;, was a key offensive threat in the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does appear that the "fourth" best quarterback in the Big 12 was able to win the National Championship.&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/8014090997322898075-2549158340438309090?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2549158340438309090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=2549158340438309090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2549158340438309090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/2549158340438309090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/sec-football-florida-wins-national.html' title='SEC Football - Florida wins the National Championship'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SWbYmupNHrI/AAAAAAAAAts/PehuVZdfRNA/s72-c/Florida+Helmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014090997322898075.post-966974026548071420</id><published>2008-12-31T23:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:05:12.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Countdown to the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me in welcoming in 2009. I want to wish my fellow bloggers a wonderful and happy New Year. Here's hoping that 2009 is a joyous and profitable year for you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best in the New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014090997322898075-966974026548071420?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/966974026548071420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=966974026548071420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/966974026548071420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/966974026548071420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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-8014090997322898075.post-7539542488057642178</id><published>2008-12-28T12:40:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:49:21.215-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Big Hits in our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas gifts have all been unwrapped and thank you notes have been written.  Yes, you read that correctly.  Thank you notes.  The long lost art of letting those who thought of you that you appreciate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the playing begin.  There were lots of cool presents. a number of them have been a big hit.  The crew has played a number of  the games with family and friends.  The fun, laughter, togetherness, and joy has been fun to observe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hasbrotoyshop.com/ProductsByBrand.htm?BR=560&amp;amp;ID=16586"&gt;Clue by Parker Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hasbrotoyshop.com/ProductsByBrand.htm?BR=560&amp;amp;ID=16586"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284921690535207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SVfQRt4boeI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_FOOLGmfg7k/s320/Clue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;The classic detective game! In Clue, players move from room to room in a mansion to solve the mystery of: who done it, with what, and where? Players are dealt character, weapon, and location cards after the top card from each card type is secretly placed in the confidential file in the middle of the board. Players must move to a room and then make an accusation against a character saying they did it in that room with a specific weapon. The player to the left must show one of any cards accused to the accuser if in that player's hand. Through deductive reasoning each player must figure out which character, weapon, and location are in the secret file. To do this, each player must uncover what cards are in other players hands by making more and more accusations. Once a player knows what cards the other players are holding they will know what cards are in the secret file. A great game for those who enjoy reasoning and thinking things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been fun for the kids and adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buffalogames.com/products/party_games/?tx_ttproducts_pi1%5BbackPID%5D=17&amp;amp;tx_ttproducts_pi1%5Bproduct%5D=3&amp;amp;cHash=b9b4e892a1"&gt;Last Word by Buffalo Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buffalogames.com/products/party_games/?tx_ttproducts_pi1%5BbackPID%5D=17&amp;amp;tx_ttproducts_pi1%5Bproduct%5D=3&amp;amp;cHash=b9b4e892a1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284920424376908210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SVfPIBExObI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5R5NJIdaNpA/s320/Last+Word.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the first player to advance to the Finish by creatively connecting Subjects and Letters, while racing a Random-Interval Timer and the other Players! For example, Subject: "Vegetables"... Letter: "C". Players yell out... Carrots!Cucumbers! Corn! Cauliflower! 'tick-tick' ... The player with the Last Word before the timer sounds advances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a good thinking game.  It also causes lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discussion&lt;/span&gt; about how words are really spelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/games/detail/rtpH3CU4bN5AV_JeU6uQPyR060zHZhAX"&gt;Nintendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/games/detail/rtpH3CU4bN5AV_JeU6uQPyR060zHZhAX"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284920424925495714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SVfPIDHkAaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ryIEIqkScxA/s320/wii-madden-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other hit was my toy.  However, the combination of Katherine at Quarterback and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; at receiver has been putting a whooping on the rest of us.  On the two on two mode they haven't been beaten.  You should hear the laughing and giggling that goes with this game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All have had a great time playing with our Christmas goodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have your favorites Christmas goodies been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/8014090997322898075-7539542488057642178?l=busydadmumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7539542488057642178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8014090997322898075&amp;postID=7539542488057642178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7539542488057642178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014090997322898075/posts/default/7539542488057642178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busydadmumbles.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-hits-in-our-house.html' title='The Big Hits in our House'/><author><name>Busy Dad Mumbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08562330441320763801</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/_O1tsaFUjHJk/SVfQRt4boeI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_FOOLGmfg7k/s72-c/Clue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
