CHEATER!!!!!!

Found out a little trick that Makiah likes to do. Makiah, Max and I were building puzzles last night. When we got down near the end, I noticed that we were going to be several pieces short, which isn't surprising, it's a puzzle after all. My experience has been that you only have all of the pieces the first time you build it, then they start to disintegrate in the box, so each time you build it after that, more and more pieces are missing. As we are fitting the last few pieces we have, I notice a piece under Makiah's leg, so I tell him to get it. He moves his leg and behind it, is several more pieces. I realized that he was holding pieces so he could put the last ones in, not me or Max. Clever, but I wanted to put the last piece in so I trashed the puzzle and stormed out of the room. I wanted to be sure my kids know how to finish a puzzle, the same way you leave a board game if you are loosing, angry and defiant.

I found a new fun thing, once you hear it, you will realize just how pathetic my life is. I have found the 80's music station on my satellite radio. I now spend my mornings with Duran, Duran, Cyndi Lauper, Bryan Adams, Huey Lewis AND the News and even a ditty or two by Wham! The radio station that I'm on the board of directors for, had a commercial for awhile that said that by the time a kid reaches the age of 18, they have memorized the lyrics to 1,000 songs. I thought that number was a bit inflated, until I started hearing songs by Howard Jones and I knew the words. I can safely say that I have never owned a Howard Jones album, so it's all from memory. Our commercial basically states that you should have your kids listen to our station, so the lyrics they memorize are positive, not the crap I have swimming around in my head. Who needs to know the words to She Bop? Is Hungry Like the Wolf necessary to have taking up valuable, and lets be honest, limited brain space? I think not, but man it's fun to sing along with some of the stuff I hear now. Makes me want to grow my hair long, both of them, and get my ear re-pierced, both of them, and maybe find an old Volkswagen Rabbit to cruise around in, to make the flash back complete. Of course, I'd have to dis-connect the horn (Brian and Lisa will remember that), remove the drivers side door handle, knock a hole if the muffler and shred the entire interior, but man that car could get the hell beat out of it and keep on going. And who would have thought that you could cram 9 people into that car? Not I, but I promise you, it can be done.