It must have some sort of pychoanalytical term associated with it...

Sometimes I like to tear papers up.

Occasionally when there is a paper handed to me at work, if the reading material in it is offensive to me, I will tear the paper in half over and over and over, just to see how many pieces I can get it in.

A couple of years ago, a guy at work (Jeff) kept printing out copies of a diagram he made and giving it to me over and over. We had a different guy (Frank) that got home from Iraq after a tour, they both came in the office bringing in a copy of the paper. Jeff handed me the paper, I took it, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it out the window of the guy next to me. The look on Frank's face was priceless. He couldn't believe I had just done that, he still hadn't readjusted to work (or me at least) fully. Priceless.

Sometimes after tearing a piece of paper, if I need extra effect, I will take all the little papers, then toss them into the air. (All while remaining perfectly calm.) Good times.

Long story short, if I were somewhere that someone was trying to get me to sign something I didn't want to sign, or a paper with something I don't agree with really agree with, I would maintain a poker face, calmly pick the paper up, and tear it to shreds, in half each time. If added effect was needed, I would pick up the little squares of paper, and toss them in the air after. Just in case anyone needs to it.

10,000 United States visits

This blog is now at 10,000 visits from the United States. Thanks for stopping by.

Still no visits from Vermont...

Fried Chicken, Peas, Gravy Noodles

Dinner

Steak, garlic & horseradish mashed potatoes, and pan fried zucchini slices

So close to being mobile...

I think he might be there if we wasn't wearing his slick pants. Or if he hadn't gotten distracted by the crayon under the cupboard...

Art Show

There was an art show at the elementary school on Tuesday. I missed it, I was at the Stake center. Tara took a number of pictures, here they are for your enjoyment...

I need to read to those girls...

Last night Lily was out of her room later in the evening, she really wanted Tara to read her a story from a book. Tara was trying to get Adam ready for bed, and couldn't read her a book. No matter what we said, we could not convince Lily that I was qualified to read a book to her. Lily was tired, but it sounds like she might think I am illiterate. I'm a bad dad.

Shoes and Walking, or "walking wounded", anyway...

Several months ago we were asked to help out with our Stake's Youth handcart trek. This sounded like fun, but we needed new shoes. My sneakers were full of holes. I talked about Shoe Carnival here before. Trek or no Trek, I needed new footwear.

Tara got some shoes from Famous Footwear. She found some shoes she liked, but not the exact right size at the store she was in. She purchased the right size, they mailed the shoes to the house, no extra charge. She seems to like her shoes.

About 3 or 4 weeks ago, I started into a fibromyalgia flareup. Not a lot of fun, but things are starting to get somewhat better. All except my ankle. My ankle has been giving me all sorts of problems still. I tried walking Emma to a birthday party on Saturday, and the 3 block walk about did me in. The pain gets worse the more I walk on it, I have been trying for the most part to take it easy on it. On Monday, one of the guys at work mentioned that I might have a fracture in it, which still lets me walk on it and wouldn't be all that comfortable. He had a good point. I thought about it for a while, and decided that some of the pain while walking, and some of the pain that lingered could be a break. (Just not one of the spectacular breaks I have done, one of the of the 'hard to pin down' breaks...) On Monday I made an appointment with my doctor for next week to talk about the flare up. I figured I couldn't take him my ankle, he doesn't have an Xray machine, so I called the place where the surgeon that did the last 2 works.

Dr. Jackson doesn't do ankles anymore, they hired a new guy that is supposed to be one of the best. I knew this from a call a couple of years ago. During my call on Monday, the receptionist told me that the new doctor only took referrals, I would need to see someone else and get them to refer me. Not my favorite answer. I asked why they needed a referral, the big reason was so that they could get a medical history on me. I explained that Dr. Jackson had operated on my ankle twice, and no other work had been done on my ankle, but I was having problems with it. She said she would leave my information for the doctor and his nurse, and they would get back to me.

Great. I figured that might be the last I would hear from them. Yesterday afternoon, they called back, said they looked over my file, and the doctor would be happy to see me. His earliest appointment was 3 weeks away. I took it, I hope I am not still having problems then, but I might still go in to get looked at.

We got taken off the "for sure" list for Trek. President Palmer thinks we should be taken off the list completely at this point. Missy is still taking the time off, in case we go. Maybe they will decide to bring us up to help cook or something.

The Wellness program at work is currently doing their annual walking thing. 8000 steps a day, it started Monday. 8000 steps is not a lot of steps. (Go ahead and count for a day or two.) I am already falling behind. The thing goes through the end of June, I hope I can eventually get caught up. ($25 if I make it) We have a little group for the Wellness program at work, I named it "Walking Wounded". I think it is completely appropriate at this point...

Whining over.

Spaghetti Marinara with sausage, Eggplant Parmigiana, Green Beans

100% good.

Food blog merge

I merged in that blog with pictures of the food I eat into this one. I kind of got out of the habit of taking the pictures over the past couple of weeks, sorry about that, but now you don't have two places to look at from me. We have had some good things to eat the past couple of weeks...

The best laid plans...

Today I was going to rent a transit and do a survey of the yard for the building plans. I woke up to rain. I don't know where the rain came from, but it definitely was not on the forecast 3 days ago when I last looked. I think my parents brought it with them. The days I least liked framing houses was the slightly colder rainy days when we were working outside. I don't think I will be doing the survey today, it is pouring out there.

Today is free comic book day. Sounds like a good excuse to get the girls to clean their rooms again.

I might get a haircut this afternoon, if Sid is still up to it. From what I can tell, he is supervising the giant rummage sale over at the girls school. He might be too tired to deal with my head after.

There is always laundry to do...

Future bionic woman

For Christmas, I got Tara a desktop. The old one we had is about 9 years old. Tara was finally tired of it. She seems to like the new desktop, but the thing kind of hurts her legs when she sits in the recliner with it...

For Mother's Day, I have gotten her a new laptop. I am typing this on the laptop now. Dell had a deal on their Inspiron 15 machines. The thing shipped with Vista, and seems resistant to my efforts to install XP. I am sure I could get the thing reinstalled if I spent enough time on it, but it doesn't really matter all that much to me, and Tara is ok with it. (I offered to install Linux on it for her, but she passed.)

Tara keeps asking for technology. I've finally converted her. I'm not shure what she will want to top things for our anniversary or her birthday this year, maybe she will want a smart house or something. Or cyborg implants of some sort.

Any tips to make Vista run a little faster? I have already disabled the desktop appearance widgets...