(me) do! & you're my little loose tooth...

yes, i've been preoccupied (again) and haven't blogged. so reagan, hunter and i are going to the children's museum w/out the mama. it's crowded in the parking ramp and cold. reagan is walking w/ me ("no carry... me walk!") so i'm dragging her along, and open door to elevator lobby off the ramp. "do! do!" she says after i opened the door and walked us thru, scooping her up and getting slightly irritated. "DO! DO!" she says again, more urgently and pointing out to the door we just walked through. "no, reagan, it's too late. i just did the door" (she wanted to open the door herself, i thought she meant, but alas, too late and no time for her independence streak to show itself). so, then, as we're getting on the elevator, i happened to look down at her feet. well, she's missing a shoe. she said again, this time in a yell/cry/lurching toward that door, "DO!!!! DO!!!!!". she meant "shoe! shoe! you idiot. i dropped my shoe! out that way! SHOE!" sure enough, there it was sitting in middle of slushy parking ramp road. eureka. had to chuckle.

then, awhile ago, hunter and i were going sliding during that huge snowfall, and in the car, the news said "expect 4-to-8 more inches of snow today." hunter asked me very excitedly "hey papa... how tall IS 48 inches?!" he was crushed when i explained that it wasn't 48 inches of snow coming, but just 4 to 8. i'm sure he envisioned snow as deep as the car, swallowing up entire houses. i hate crushing him w/ real world realities of physics and laws of nature. he finally popped out his first tooth, after having it dangle there for about 2 weeks, not boy enough to just rip it out. which reminded me of the time when the wife and i were listening to the beach boys in the car (FM 108 during summer cruise saturday, i'm sure). very quietly, she was singing along w/ the song. the first time i heard her sing the botched lyric, i didn't think i possibly heard it right so i waited for next refrain. but then she repeated it again, very softly, almost to herself, "she's my little loose tooth, you don't know what i got" instead of "she's my little deuce coupe...." i hate crushing her w/ real world realities, too, but i had to bust her on that lyric. one of our cute little mcpuffisms that you're now a party to.

so we're in the car, and reagan starts grabbing her side and yelling, "bone! bone!" so i go (or does "sez" sound more backwoods?), "hunter! find out what's poking reagan". "BONE! BONE!" again more urgently. but only when she pantomimed her getting her cell phone and pulling it to her ear did i understand. i had hunter's fav. CD on the radio (amazing how he always selects zz top, public enemy, and old 90s hiphop / dance remixes on his favorite mix CDs... what were the odds that his tastes match mine?). the zz top song (cheap sunglasses) playing is also my ringtone for the wife... so, reagan heard that and must've thought, 'wow, that cell phone sound has markedly improved and gotten louder, but it's mama's ringtone nonetheless. and i wanna talk to mama!' and thus the urgency of her telling me to answer my bone call from the wife. (or shouldn't that be vice versa?)

i guess this is turning into our post-xmas newsletter... merry xmas! well, it is in the sense that it's still snowy and i'm typing a message to you. i'm coming off the high of preparing and delivering the year end mcpuff powerpoint review that i force the wyf to sit through once a year. lots o red on those charts this year. it tracks all incoming, outgoing, investment gains/losses (what's a gain again?), forward extrapolations, taxes, asset allocation, etc. funny how in up years i enjoy putting that together... in down years (like oh, i dunno, let's just say the worst stock market returns in last 70 years) maybe not so much fun running the year-end numbers of the mcpuff nest egg. my 401k is now a 201k. but as long as i put snappy background music in the powerpoint (i envision a swelling, string cortet, soaring above the data charts... like 'back in black' or 'money for nothin'), it may block out the losses. or maybe not.

anyway, since last posting.... a lot has happened, a large majority of it very good, some so-so, but mostly it's just gone, belonging to the ages now. no bloggable moments.

steve (aka "the lake detective", as seen (ummm... heard) on am1500, garage logic, w/ soucheray) got some more airtime on a public access tv station that covers half of one block in lakeville. it only broadcasts from 2-3 AM every third monday. in wintertime. of odd years. so, the ratings and views are HUGE. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X338U0_TEtA

we did our mini-boyz weekend up north again. missed the really cold stuff by 3 days. still a good time, anyway. oh, and here's just some other random pics...