The only thing I can think of to describe how my mother was to me, and how Honey Mustard is to The Peanut Butter & The Jelly is this:
Says it all… doesn’t it?
Rants, raves, tirades and calm reflections from a father of twins...
Posted by Kemp at Sunday, May 14, 2006 0 comments
Sunday is Mother’s Day. What better way to say “I Love You” to my mother, Honey Mustard for being such a damn-fine mother (and wife) to The Peanut Butter & The Jelly, and all the mothers of the world than do give one of my patented (in my mind at least) holiday posts.
I will be posting my more serious, more loving, and more caring homage to my mother and my wife on Sunday. Watch for it.
Did you know?
Statistics about Mothers Day (Source: US Census Bureau)
Some Movies (some good, some mediocre, some ‘meh’) about Moms
Some really, really, really bad movies about mom
Some books about/for mothers
Some sage advice handed down by mothers throughout the years:
Quotes and such about mothers:
Strange, but true, fact(s) about Mother’s Day:
How to say “Happy Mother’s Day” in:
Mental iPod Song of the Day: Mother’s Day edition. “That's All Right, Mama” by Elvis Presley, from the album “The Sun Studios Story”
Well, that's all right, mama
That's all right for you
That's all right mama, just anyway you do
Well, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do
Mama she done told me,
Papa done told me too
'Son, that gal your foolin' with,
She ain't no good for you'
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do
I'm leaving town, baby
I'm leaving town for sure
Well, then you won't be bothered with
Me hanging 'round your door
Well, that's all right, that's all right.That's all right now mama, anyway you do
Posted by Kemp at Friday, May 12, 2006 3 comments
When I whined about no one asking me questions in last weeks Random Thoughts, Sarah evidently felt sorry for me (Whoo-hoo!! Pity!) and asked me a two-part question, so here’s my answer:
What are your five favorite books and what five books should I read?
My five favorite books are:
Five books that you should read (assuming you've read TKAM & some Shakespeare):
I have more books that I think should be required reading for people, in case you care: The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, Beowolf, The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, Night by Elie Wiesel, The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri, The Harry Potter series (don't laugh, they're good and are getting better with each progressive book) Undaunted Courage, Band of Brothers & D-Day by Stephen Ambrose and the early works of Michael Crichton (before he sold out) such as The Andromeda Strain, The Terminal Man, The Great Train Robbery and Jurassic Park.
I considered doing this as a meme and tagging people such as Scott, CP X 2, Mr Big Dubya, MetroDad, Croutonboy, Becky, Roger, QofS, Gidge, a few others (who shall rename nameless… but you know who you are) and Sarah, but I decided against it (wow, that was a huge collective sigh of relief I just heard)
But I am still going to throw this question out to all of my loyal readers out there... assuming I have a couple...
What are your five favorite books and what five books should I read?
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, May 10, 2006 11 comments
[Camera Shot: A beautiful spring day]
We follow The Peanut Butter as she gets out of the Explorer, runs to the front door (all so she can see her sister) and walks into her grandmother's house.
[Camera change: inside house] The PB’s Aunt tells her that her sister is playing in the backyard. The camera follows The PB as she bolts to the back door, swings it open and runs out...
[Camera change: outside] The Jelly is swinging with her cousin, Little Man, when she sees her sister come leaping out the door.
Their eyes meet [cue music] and as The J sees the PB, she jumps off the swing as they both start running towards one another...[music tempo increases]
They hug... camera pans around them...
They are together again...
[End Scene]
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, May 10, 2006 2 comments
Last night, The Jelly started whimpering that she missed her sissy and wanted to see her.
Not more than 30 seconds later, Honey Mustard calls because The Peanut Butter was whimpering that she missed her sissy and wanted to see her.
That twins connection is a sight to see... I mean a sight to see...
Anyhow, The Peanut Butter has been released from the hospital earlier this morning and is currently speeding home to pick up The Jelly. Updates of their reunion will be carried here live, when they happen (or at least when I hear about them from HoMu)
And HoMu, The PB & The J and I want to thank all of you who left a comment or sent an email wishing us all well. We truly appreciate it.
Posted by Kemp at Tuesday, May 09, 2006 4 comments
I am nervous today… and a little sad.
The Peanut Butter is having an EEG today (as part of a second opinion) to see why she has developed a “seizure disorder.” (She has had 4 seizures in the past, 3 of which were febrile, meaning they were due to an incredibly high fever, the 4th was not)
She is staying overnight at Children’s Memorial Hospital in Chicago with Honey Mustard and I am at-home with The Jelly.
I am nervous because I am hoping that this test will show something that was missed the last time she had this done (which took place at home) and may help with the treatment of the disorder.
I am sad because I won’t see HoMu and The Peanut Butter for 2 days.
But I am sadder more so because of The Jelly. While putting them to bed last night, The J started to cry because we were packing a bag for HoMu and The PB. She didn’t want her sister to leave without her, she wanted to go too, and at (almost) four years of age…she can’t really comprehend why she can’t go along.
It took a while, but we got The J settled down, and they both fell to sleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.
This morning, things were quiet.
At least until HoMu and The PB were ready to leave.
That’s when The PB gave The J a hug goodbye… and that’s when The J lost it and started sobbing (not a whimper mind you, but one of those break-parent’s-hearts type of cry) her eyes out.
This of course started The PB crying… which in turn started HoMu crying.
All three of them… in the family room…crying…
And there’s me… standing there, attempting to be the strong, father/husband type and not cry…
They left, and The J settled down. I then dropped off The J to preschool and she held onto my hand tight and refused to let go (which she has NEVER done before… but, of course, her sister is always with her)
She finally released my hand from her death grip (I’ll never blog again… oh wait…) when she saw her favorite teacher come in… and then one of her friends. At that point it was like… ‘Daddy? Daddy who?’
I have a few questions here; would I be a total wimp-ass if I did cry when the three of them were crying?
Why don’t children come with protective coverings and virus-protection? Like a computer…
Does it count if I were to cry in my car when no one is around?
How can I get my sheets their whitest?
UPDATE: I spoke with The PB earlier on the phone, and the first question out of her
mouth was "How's sissy?' The connection they have with each other is incredible.
Posted by Kemp at Monday, May 08, 2006 6 comments
Just in case you didn't know; mother’s day is quickly approaching in a little over a week.
Tell your friends, siblings and anyone else who has a habit of forgetting important things like this.
Posted by Kemp at Friday, May 05, 2006 0 comments
Two years after some diehard (read: obsessed) fans ridiculed George Lucas for releasing the 2004 digitally modified versions of the celebrated “Star Wars” trilogy only; the original theatrical versions of the first three films (Episode IV: A New Hope, Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back & Episode VI: Revenge Return of the Jedi) are being released to DVD on September 12, 2006.
I liked the modified versions, and had the original trilogy in a VHS (How many readers are asking ‘what’s the hell is VHS??’) boxed set and really didn’t see any reason to get in a tither (or a lather) about the DVD release only being the modified versions.
Having said that, I am thrilled that the original versions are being released and you can BET that I will be one of the first people in my area to purchase them…
The only thing I dislike about all of this is 20th Century Fox and Lucas Films is pulling a (Evil Empire) Disney on us by only offering the DVD’s until December 31, 2006.
That’s wrong… or, in ‘Yoda-ese’; ‘Wrong, that is.”
Posted by Kemp at Thursday, May 04, 2006 1 comments
I think regular readers of this blog know that I am very political, but that I try to keep those posts saved for my Poli-Blog with my bestest friend Scott, but since I like to post Mental iPod songs of the day on this one, I thought that I would combine the two today, so forgive me for going somber with today's song.
Today is the 36th Anniversary of the Vietnam War protests at Kent State University in Ohio that resulted in National Guard troops firing into the crowd and killing four students, and injuring 12.
In honor of that, today’s mental iPod song of the day is “Ohio”, by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young.
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.
Posted by Kemp at Thursday, May 04, 2006 0 comments
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, May 03, 2006 3 comments
Pssssst... There’s a new Sports Blog out there in the ‘blogosphere’ that is loaded with awe-inspiring and mind-numbing talent.
It’s called Draft Day Suit and it’s ‘wicked cool.’
Check it out, it's a moral imperative.
Posted by Kemp at Monday, May 01, 2006 1 comments
Yesterday, after picking up The PB & The J from daycare, Honey Mustard decided to swing through Dairy Queen to get them a Star treat (a popular thing for the three of them to do on Fridays)
That night (out of curiosity) I asked HoMu if she had gotten anything there.
She said "no."
The PB immediately said... "Yes you did Mommy, you got a crunch cone."
BUS-TED!
Let that be today's lesson for all of us... never... ever... tell a fib when your kids are around. They will bust you and bust you good.
It's almost as good as having a conscience...
Posted by Kemp at Saturday, April 29, 2006 0 comments
I would be remiss if I were to miss giving a Shout-out today to the author of my favorite book; To Kill a Mockingbird.
Today is Harpee Lee’s 80th birthday, and in honor of that, I present to you a little bio of her life, and a brief analysis of her famed novel. To see a snippet of her novel, go on over to my Poetry and Literature blog.
Nelle Harper Lee was born on April 28 1926 in Monroeville Alabama, the youngest of four children of Amasa Coleman Lee and Frances Finch Lee. She attended Huntingdon College, studied law at University of Alabama (while attending there she wrote for several student publications and also spent a year as editor of the campus humor magazine, "Rammer-Jammer") She didn’t finish her law degree but did stud one year at Oxford University before moving to New York in 1950, where she got a job as a reservation clerk with an airline. She gave up her job, moved into a tiny NYC apartment and concentrated on her writing.
In 1957 Miss Lee submitted a manuscript to the J. B. Lippincott Company that contained a series of short stories about life in the South. Told that her novel consisted of a series of short stories strung together and thusly was hard to understand, she was told to re-write it, which she did for the next two and a half years with the help of her editor, Tay Hohoff.
In 1960 To Kill a Mockingbird was published.
It was Lee’s only book and won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1961 and, in 1999, was voted “Best Novel of the Century” in a poll conducted by the Library Journal (which is a trade publication for librarians that was founded by Melvil Dewey, who you may know as the father of the Dewey decimal system)
In 1959 Ms. Lee accompanied her good friend Truman Capote to Holcombe, KS to work as a research assistant for one of Capote's novels. That novel, published in 1966, was In Cold Blood, and it has dedications to Jack Dunphy and Harper Lee.
To Kill a Mockingbird is set in Maycomb, Alabama, in the 1930’s with many of the settings and characters being drawn from Lee’s life; Finch was the maiden name of Lee's mother and the character of Dill was drawn from Capote, Lee's childhood friend. The novel can, at it’s core, be seen as a coming-of-age story that it told from the point of view of Jean Louise “Scout” Finch, the young daughter of Atticus Finch, an educated lawyer in a small fictional town in the South. Throughout the novel Scout is accompanied by her brother Jem and their mutual friend Dill (who was modeled after Lee’s good friend Truman Capote)
The title of the book is taken from Atticus's advice to his children about firing their air rifles at birds, stating in the book: "Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird". While the blue jay is a common bird, and is often perceived as a bully and a pest, mockingbirds do nothing but “sing their hearts out for us.”
Metaphorically, several of the book's characters can be seen as "mockingbirds" (Tom Robinson and Boo Radley), because they are constantly attacked despite having nothing but goodness in them, therefore the mockingbird represents innocence, and to kill one is to metaphorically kill innocence.
During the humorous and sad events of the novel, Scout and Jem learn a lesson in good and evil, and compassion and justice. As Scout's narrative goes on, the reader begins to realize that Scout will never kill a mockingbird and, more importantly, become racist. While Scout tells her story in her own language, she also analyzes people and their actions from the viewpoint of an already grown-up, mature person.
Part of the story’s emphasis is that children are born with an instinct for justice and absorb prejudices in the socialization process.
According to today's The Writer's Almanac, the novel sells about a million copies every year, and has sold over thirty million copies since its publication. In 1963, a scant three years after its publication, it was being taught in 8% of U.S. public middle schools and high schools. Today that figure is closer to 80%, with William Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet" & "Macbeth" and Mark Twain's "Huckleberry Finn"being the only novels that are read by more high school students.
If you haven't read the book (or seen the equally impressive movie starring Gregory Peck), pick up a copy and read/watch it. You WILL NOT be dissapointed.
Posted by Kemp at Friday, April 28, 2006 6 comments
Early one morning
With time to kill
I borrowed Jeb's rifle
And sat on a hill
I saw a lone rider
Crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him
To practice my aim
My brother's rifle
Went off in my hand
A shot rang out
Across the land
The horse, he kept running
The rider was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
set off running
To wake from the dream
My brother's rifle
Went into the sheen
I kept on running
Into the south lands
That's where they found me
My head and my hands
The sheriff he asked me
Why had I run
And then it came to me
Just what I had done
And all for no reason
Just one piece of lead
I hung my head
I hung my head
Here in the court house
The whole town was there
I see the judge
High up in the chair
Explain to the court room
What went through you mind
And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find
I felt the power
Of death over life
I orphaned his children
I widowed his wife
I begged their forgiveness
I wish I was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Early one morning
With time to kill
I see the gallows
Up on a hill
And out in the distance
A trick of the brain
I see a lone rider
Crossing the plain
And he'd come to fetch me
To see what they'd done
And we'd ride together
To kingdom come
I prayed for god's mercy
For soon I'd be dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, April 26, 2006 7 comments
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Moments so dear
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure - Measure A Year?
In Daylights - In Sunsets
In Midnights - In Cups Of Coffee
In Inches - In Miles
In Laughter - In Strife
In - Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure
A Year In The Life?
How About Love?
How About Love?
How About Love?
Measure In Love
Seasons of Love.
Seasons of Love.
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Journeys To Plan
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure The Life
Of A Woman Or A Man?
In Truths That She Learned
Or In Times That He Cried
In Bridges He Burned
Or The Way That She Died
It's Time Now - To Sing Out
Though The Story Never Ends
Let's Celebrate Remember A Year In The
Life Of Friends
Remember the Love
Remember the Love
Remember the Love
Measure In Love
Oh you got to remember the love,
You know that love is a gift from up above
Share love, give love, spread love
Measure, measure your life in love.
Posted by Kemp at Thursday, April 20, 2006 5 comments
Number six... number six... number six... number six...
Sorry, listening to "The Beatles White Album"...
I was tagged by Sarah with another 'meme' (Thanks... appreciate it btw. All I can say is just wait... revenge, like calamari, is best served cold...)
I was hoping that this whole ‘meme’ thing was as dead as Dillinger. Unfortunately, no such luck.
What exactly is this meme Kemp? I’m glad you asked, this is the meme where you say six "weird" things that people don't know about you then tag six other people. Weird is in the eye of the beholder... what some may find strange may not be strange to someone else... so I'm just gonna toss some 6 things you may not know about me... you decide the level of weirdness...
Now… who’s next on this cavalcade of banal inanity???
Tag!!! You’re it!!!!
Oh well... four is better than none.
Posted by Kemp at Monday, April 17, 2006 7 comments
Saturday… first lawn mowing of the season.
Pull the chord and the mower starts on the first try... whoo-hoo!!!!!
Life is good.
Posted by Kemp at Saturday, April 15, 2006 0 comments
Couple of things today:
Honey Mustard asked me a question this morning.
After The Jelly asked me if she could play with my Palm Pilot and then my iPod, my wife asked, “How many 3 ½ year olds know what an iPod and a Palm Pilot are?”
My first thought was… quite a few actually.
But the more I think about it, I’m not so sure. So I decided to ask my blog-friends (or Bloends as I call you… which sounds a little dirty doesn’t it? How about Blogends? Blends? I could combine blog and amigo and I can call all of you blomigos. That’s it, that’s the winning entry right there’ blogmigos)
So I decided to ask my blomigos this question:
How many toddlers do YOU think know about PDA’s, iPods (or other MP3 players) and cell phones?
Inquiring minds want to know.
Secondly; Becky isn’t the only one with a ‘ghetto’ park near her house. We have a few parks near our house and one that The PB and The J really like is located near the river. We went there the other day but were unable to play because there were “big kids” there. And by ‘big kids’ I mean kids who are in high school and should have no use for a playground/park. The little kids, about 20 of them including my two, couldn’t play on the slides because the big kids were on top of the slide (and it was creaking and shaking) and blocking the kids from getting to the slide.
Ditto for the swings. And the jungle gym. And everything else. The other parents were sitting there, their kids whining because they couldn’t slide, and weren’t saying a damn thing.
Now, as most of you could probably guess, I am not one to hold my tongue, even if it’s a group of high school students who obviously have too much time on their hands that they have to hang out at a park.
So I said something.
Something along the lines of, “My daughters and all these other kids want to slide so get your fat ass off of there and out of the way,” (I may be paraphrasing a bit) and followed that up with a classic line from the Cosby Show: “I am probably the only adult who will sue little children.”
Actually it was more like "please move, my kids want to go down the slide." Have to be an example for The PB and The J.
They didn’t move. So all the kids and parent’s left, we left and I’m left wondering: “Was I like that in high school? Was I that much of a jackass?”
I don’t think I was. How about all of you? Would you have been like that or would you have gotten down and allowed the kids to play?
I’m just curious.
No sooner did we start walking away, the kid on top of the slide (it was a big slide about 8 feet off the ground) who I surmise was the leader, promptly fell off the slide and started crying like one of the toddlers they just chased away.
Is it wrong that I enjoyed that immensely?
I am off work this afternoon and will be busy the next few days doing yard work (that lawn isn’t going to mow itself… yet), getting ready for Easter (those Easter Eggs won’t dye themselves… yet) and waiting for the plumber (that leak won’t… well, you know the rest).
So I want to wish all of you and yours a very joyous Passover and a very Happy Easter.
BTW, coming Monday, be on the lookout for Kemp’s patented Holiday-post for Easter and find out all you ever wanted to know about the Easter holiday but were afraid to ask.
Posted by Kemp at Friday, April 14, 2006 7 comments
Oh I've been traveling on a boat and a plane
In a car on a bike with a bus and a train
Traveling there and traveling here
Everywhere in every gear
But oh Lord we pay the price with a
Spin of a wheel - with a roll of a dice
Ah yeah you pay your fare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
And I've been traveling through the dirt and the grime
From the past to the future through the space and the time
Traveling deep beneath the waves
In watery grottoes and mountainous caves
But oh Lord we've got to fight
With the thoughts in the head with the dark and the light
No use to stop and stare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
You may not known where you came from
May not know who you are
May not have even wondered
How you got this far
I've been traveling on a wing and a prayer
By the skin of my teeth by the breadth of a hair
Traveling where the four winds blow
With the sun on my face - in the ice and the snow
But oooeeee it's a game
Sometimes you're cool, sometimesyou're lame
Ah yeah it's somewhere
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
But oh Lord we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah, you pay your fare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
I keep traveling around the bend
There was no beginning, there is no end
It wasn't born and never dies
There are no edges, there is no size
Oh yeah, you just don't win
It's so far out - the way out is in
Bow to God and call him Sir
But if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, April 12, 2006 6 comments