Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree...how naked are your branches

Here I sit, December twenty-sixth (I'm a poet and I didn't know it) deciding how to describe Christmas 2007. Let's begin with the fact that this is a stinkin' busy time of the year for us Church workers. In the last three days we have had seven services, of which I participated in all seven. This included an 11 PM service on the 24th followed by a 10 AM service the 25th with some Santa duties in between. I was plumb tuckerd out! It has been nice to be able to relax today. The girls and I have just been hanging out and playing with new Christmas toys while the women folk are at the mall (I shudder at the thought). Give me preschoolers any day over the mall on the 26th of December! Saturday found me at the grocery store hunting for all the ingredients for two Christmas dinners. We had Christmas on Sunday with Jill's sisters family and I tried a new recipe for lasagna. Let's just say it was AWESOME. I really don't want to give away my secret but I stumbled upon a great website that has some scrumptious recipes. If you have some time check out www.thepioneerwomancooks.com. You will not be sorry although your waistline might. Here is the recipe for her lasagna. Don't laugh at the ingredients because when they all come together it is a party in your mouth:

1-1/2 pounds ground beef
1 pound hot breakfast sausage (Jimmy Dean’s bulk)
2 cloves minced garlic
2 14.5 oz cans whole tomatoes
2 6 oz cans tomato paste
2 T dried parsley flakes
2 T dried basil
1 t salt
10-oz package of lasagna noodles (the wavy kind) (boil adding ½ t salt and 1 T olive oil to water) al dente

Mix together:
3 cups lowfat cottage cheese
2 beaten eggs
½ cup Kraft Parmesan cheese
2 T dried parsley flakes
1 tsp salt

1 lb sliced mozzarella cheese

In a skillet, combine 1 1/2 pounds ground beef, 1 pound hot breakfast sausage, and 2 cloves minced garlic.

Cook until brown. Drain off about half the fat (or more, to taste).

After that, add two 14.5-oz cans of whole tomatoes, two 6-oz cans of tomato paste, 2 tablespoons of dried parsley flakes, 2 tablespoons dried basil and 1 teaspoon salt.

Mix together thoroughly and simmer, uncovered, about 45 minutes, stirring occasionally.

In the meantime, boil a 10-oz package of lasagna noodles. Add 1/2 teaspoon salt to the water, as well as 1 tablespoon olive oil to keep the noodles from sticking. Cook the noodles “al dente” so they’ll still have quite a bite to them. When they’re finished cooking, drain, rinse with cool water, and lay the noodles flat on a sheet of aluminum foil. That way, they’ll be easier to handle later.

While the meat mixture and noodles are cooking, mix 3 cups lowfat cottage cheese in a bowl with 2 beaten eggs. To the cottage cheese, add 1/2 cup Kraft Parmesan Cheese. 2 tablespoons dried parsley flakes, and 1 teaspoon salt. Mix together well.

Now, go ahead and build your assembly line: meat mixture, 1 pound sliced mozzarella cheese, cottage cheese mixture, and cooked lasagna noodles. Lay four cooked lasagna noodles in the bottom of the pan, overlapping as you go. Spread half of the cottage cheese mixture evenly over the noodles. Then lay 1/2 pound of mozzarella cheese slices on top of the cottage cheese mixture. This particular brand of cheese was cut very thin, so I had to double up the slices to make 1/2 pound. Don’t let this throw you off—some brands are cut thicker, and would only require a single layer of slices. NOTE: I prefer sliced mozzarella, but you can certainly use grated mozzarella if necessary. With the spoon, make a line through the middle of the meat mixture so you’ll distribute it evenly. Spread a little less than half of the meat mixture over the mozzarella cheese slices until it’s evenly distributed. Repeat and finish with meat mixture.
Top with a pretty generous layer of good ole Kraft grated parm.

Now pop it in a 350-degree oven for 20-30 minutes, until hot and bubbly. (Alternately, you could cover and freeze it, unbaked, at this point or cover and refrigerate, unbaked, for up to two days before baking.)


This dish was a hit that is for sure. Then on yesterday I made my grandpa's famous Muscacholi. It is super good too!!! Here is the recipe for that one:

1/2 pound ground beef
1/2 pound ground pork
3 slices chopped bacon
1/2 cup diced mushrooms
1 onion chopped
2 cloves fresh garlic chopped
2 6 oz can tomato paste
1 12 oz can Italian style peeled tomatoes
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1 bay leaf
1/4 cup red wine
1/2 teaspoon dried basil leaf
3 Cups grated mozzarella
1 cup grated chedder
Parmesan Cheese
One box of muscacholi, cook according to directions for "al dente" (don't overcook)

Cook bacon in large frying pan. Drain fat, add half the onion and garlic to the same pan and cook till you can see through them. Add the ground beef and pork and brown. Drain fat, and scoop meat into a large pot. Add remaining onion and mushrooms along with red wine to frying pan and saute. While sauteing, use a potato masher and break up the browned meat into small pieces. Add mushrooms and onions to meat. Add tomatoes, one can of tomato paste, bay leaf, salt and pepper. Stir well. Add 1/2 cup of water if you feel the sauce is too thick (even more if needed). Simmer for one hour. Add other can of tomato paste, stir and check your seasonings. Let simmer for 15 more minutes. Remove bay leaf.

Cook pasta according to directions but do not overcook! Pour sauce over cooked muscacholi and add 2 cups of mozzarella cheese, stir well. Put in a 350 degree oven for 45 min. Add last cup of mozzarella, one cup of chedder and some parmesan and sprinkle it over the top and put it back in the oven until the cheese is all melty (YUM!).

I cook my sauce the day before and put it in the fridge. I think it tastes better that way. Here is a picture of the finished product (note: I doubled the recipe this year).


So with full bellies and happy but noisy children Christmas was going quite well...then there is the tree.... Remember the tree from the post from a few weeks ago? Well this tree with the nest was not the best at staying hydrated. We had noticed quite a few needles dropping the past week or so and about four days ago we noticed that they were falling at an alarming rate. So much so that we were sweeping up every few hours. It became progressively worse and by Christmas Eve there were some definite bald spots on the tree. It was looking pretty bad. We all started cracking up when we would hear the avalanche of pine needles every few minutes fall upon the presents below. By last night quite a bit of the top of the tree was bare and then I decided to see just how dry the tree was. One touch to a branch and it released its entire load of needles as easy as new fallen snow. I was intrigued and with some help from some friends we shook the tree a bit and the following pictures will describe much better than words will:



So the tree is naked and has been relegated to the street, but of course we saved the nest and put it with all the ornaments for next year. All in all it was a great day with family and friends as well as good food and drink. I pray that you all had a blessed day as well!

Well I hope you have enjoyed this edition of cooking and Christmas trees, until next time.....

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Christmas 2007

Kinda a busy day around here.  I will post later... possibly tomorrow...off to eat some yummy muscacholi... but here is a tease:  The Christmas tree is naked!!!  Really!!!!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Move In Day- 2007

It is hard to believe that it has been almost a year since our girls moved in with us. It seems like not too long ago I was blogging about their arrival. Looking back at the year it is amazing to see how far these two girls have come. Both girls came to us with joyful smiles but hurting hearts. It did not take long for us to bond as a family and I can’t seem to imagine my life before them. I remember vividly the events when our girls first walked through the doors of their new home. They were both hungry so they sat at the little red table in the dining room and ate cheerios. My oldest did the talking since her sister did not have much of a vocabulary. Speaking of my youngest, she could not even get up on the little chair without help the first day they were here. For months bedtime was rough. Countless tears and screams, stumbled trips in the dark to calm nervous toddlers; that was our life, and I loved it!! It was not long before I was quite competent at changing a diaper at 2:00 AM in the dark, silent as a ninja. Those first few months were quite noisy around our house; lots of screams and grunts and tantrums on the floor. But in the midst of it all was the formation of a family. Built with hugs and kisses, ketchup dip and applesauce, we were all being changed and it was great. Our girls have grown up so much in the past year. Most of the screams have been changed to laughter; grunts have become words (lots of words!!). It is not uncommon to hear the "ABC song" or "Angels We Have Heard on High" at all hours. Colors, numbers, and shapes dominate the girl’s thoughts and they just love to be silly (silly shoes, silly cereal, silly pants, silly songs, silly anything). Dora and Diego have been teaching them some Spanish and Elmo and Cookie Monster help them learn other new things, not to mention what those Disney Princess are teaching them. Our girls are quickly ascending the size charts and we are on the lookout for shoes in size 8 and 9 now! They are thriving in preschool and they love playing with their new friends and learning about Jesus. One of the highlights of my day is being able to sing with them at bedtime. A few months back I taught the girls a song that my Oma sang to me when I was a child. It is called “Müde bin ich geh zur Ruh”, and like my Oma, I sing it to them in German. They now sing right along with me and at times it brings tears to my eyes. It has been a year filled with amazing highs and even a few lows but through it all it has been the best year of my life. Have a great week!!!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree...

For the past few years I have purchased my Christmas trees online. For some of you this may be hard to believe. Many of you would never even think of buying a tree sight unseen, but I like it. It is kind of a mystery. The mystery of the tree started a few years back when Jill and I went to the local home improvement super-center to buy a tree. As we arrived the crew was unloading a new shipment of trees and Jill asked if we would have one off the truck. They were still all wrapped up in netting and you could not tell what they looked like. I didn’t really like the idea but I daily live under the following mantra, “Happy wife, happy life!” With the mystery tree tied to the top of the Subaru off we went and when we got home, we were greeted with a tree with… lets just call it character. It was a tree only a mother could love, and Jill thought it was the best. For a few years we just picked up trees without looking at them and I soon began to like this new tradition. A few years later I decided to take this one step further and purchased a tree on the internet, again sight unseen. The first year we had a rather robust and even symmetrical tree, but they all haven’t been that way. This year I placed my order right before Thanksgiving from a place that I had not tried before, and as promised our tree arrived via UPS on my front steps this past Friday. The girls helped me open the box and they were so excited to see their Christmas tree. Our tree grew up on a farm somewhere in Michigan and had no idea it would make a trip to beautiful Long Beach California to fulfill its destiny. As I slid the tree out of the box I noticed that some of the farm came with the tree. It had some mud on the branches and some dead leaves stuck to it. As I placed it in the stand and cut off the net I was greeted by a wonderful surprise. Up in one of the top branches was a well-crafted birds nest. It was the best! The girls wanted to know where the birdie had gone it was a crack-up. So this year our tree came with one decoration of its own. Now the tree is up, the twinkle lights are on the house and it has been downright cold here in SoCal (it was 42 degrees yesterday morning!!) The holidays are in full swing and my girls can’t wait for Santa to bring them presents for Jesus’ happy birthday party. Here is a picture of the nest for your enjoyment. See you next week…

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

My Tuesday post...on Wednesday


So last night after the girls went to bed, I started watching some mindless TV thinking to myself, "I can't believe I don't really have anything else to do." Well, lets just say this little blog slipped my mind, even after I had told a few people what I was going to write this week. I guess this adds some spice to my life.

Like I have mentioned before on this blog, I try to take Tuesdays as my day off. Not that Tuesdays are the best day for it but it just seems to work in the calendar of my life. On that note, I took the girls to school yesterday and then hit the gym. I really like going to the gym and try to get there at least three times a week. Some days it is a chore but I have really enjoyed listening to my iPod while working out. Lately I have been listening to some podcasts. Specifically I have spent my workout time with the Kevin & Bean Show from KROQ radio here in LA. I basically grew up with these guys and their morning show and now I can listen to them on my time instead of 5:30-10:00 AM. The podcast is not the whole show but the highlights and they are quite funny. They make an hour on the treadmill go by pretty fast. So back to my day, After the gym I had to go to the bank. I needed to actually go into the bank itself and it was kinda strange. It has been a long time since I have gone into a bank to do business. I am an ardent supporter of the ATM and if I can't do it there, I usually don't do it. So there I was standing in line which brought back all kinds of memories of being a kid an going to the bank with my parents. One time when I was quite young, I was dressed up like a cowboy and my mom let me "hold-up" the teller and she gave me some money. Life was simpler back then.

After the bank and picked up a sandwich and checked out what was playing at the local cineplex. Nothing really struck my fancy but I decided to try Fred Claus. It was an enjoyable 2 hours of entertainment. I do feel like it is Christmas now. A few things really struck me while I was in the theater. First of all I was the only one there for the noon show! It was really surreal. No bothersome loud talkers, no fussy kids, no one spoiling the next scene, just me and the empty red velvet sets. The second thing was, during the movie one of my favorite Christmas songs was used in the climactic scene. The song Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses is not that well known but I have loved it since the 80's. The Waitresses have a spot in the heart of most of us who grew up in the 80's especially those of us who like the TV show "Square Pegs" since they did the theme song from that great show. I love the 80's!! That is all for today see you next week and until then please enjoy the following videos:



Tuesday, November 27, 2007

What's for dinner?


With the busyness of our household dinner time can be a bit interesting.  With my schedule keeping me away from home a few nights every week, it is hard to sit down with a nice meal.  The crock pot has been my friend the past few months and I have learned to make some yummy meals in it (kahula pork, BBQ beef, stew, soup, just to name a few).  But finding time to make something is a bit of a challenge.  A few weeks back my wife went to Dream Dinners.  At this wonderful place, you get everything you need to create a great meal in a short amount of time.  All of the measuring has been done and the directions are easy.  Tonight we had the following dinner:

Grilled Sirloin with caramelized onions and gorgonzola cheese: Tender, aged sirloin steaks are grilled to perfection, nestled in a bed of caramelized onions, garlic and rosemary and finished with a melting layer of gorgonzola cheese.

It was easy, and delicious.  If you have a busy schedule (check) and like to eat (check) give them a try.  

Enough with the commercial for Dream Dinners; at said dinner tonight I sliced up some nice sirloin cooked a perfect medium and put it on my oldest's plate and about two minutes later I hear her say, "Uh-Oh daddy, this chicken has a boo-boo."  First of all, in our house all meat is chicken, even after we say its beef, and secondly, since the meat was a bit pink it had a "boo-boo".  Jill and I laughed and laughed at that one.  She wanted me to fix it which I promptly did and she at all her "chicken" and was part of the "clean plate club".

Not to keep my youngest out of it, while she was sitting on the potty tonight mommy had said that her back was hurting and she then says, "I will ask Jesus to make your back better, O.K. mommy?"  It was the best.  Just now as I was typing this I called to Jill to ask exactly what she said and after I got it my youngest calls out from bed, "You're welcome mom!"  I LOVE my life!!  Until next week...

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Teachers Conference 2007

This past weekend marked the regular trip to teacher’s conference. Each week before Thanksgiving, Lutheran educators from the southwest mass together for fellowship, food, fun, and even to learn a thing or two. These events have been a highlight for me for years. It is always great to catch up with old friends and see all the new kiddos running about. This year was the first year with said kiddos for us. For the past few years Jill has served on the program committee for the conference so she is super busy. We did ourselves a favor this year and brought along our own babysitter. That was a stroke of genius in and of itself and it freed me up to do some catching up with old friends. I did do my daddy time in the pool with the girls and we took a few walks and looked at the ducks and flamingos too. Since I am not a classroom teacher now, the only thing I really do at the conference is host a happy hour in our suite (thanks LEC) and go to the banquet. This years theme was “Champions in Christ” and had a sports theme. This year instead of a dressed up affair it was jerseys and team shirts for all. This made for a rather rambunctious crowd. We all had rally towels did chants and cheers, and even chanted “Rachel…Rachel!!!” for the director of schools. Things started getting a bit wild when Jill announced to the banquet that in the centerpieces were temporary tattoos, along with big league chew, peanuts, and cracker-jacks. Pretty soon many people were tatted up. At one point I found myself applying a tattoo to Dr. Jack Preuss’ cheek (the president of Concordia Irvine). It was all over then, the party really started. It was by far the best banquet at a teacher’s conference.

The speaker for the night was a guy named Ben Glenn. It is really hard to explain what he does but he is called the chalk guy. He tells his story in a very humorous way about how he has overcome ADD and Dyslexia. The last part of his presentation he draws an amazing picture with chalk. I can’t even explain it, but in about 5 minutes there is this amazing piece of art where there was once just a blank wall. Check out the following videos to catch a glimpse of what he does:






One the way back home we stopped to see the dinosaurs on the side of Interstate 10. You know, the ones from Pee Wee’s big adventure? Anyway, we are sitting in Burger King having lunch and in walks a few guys that obviously are part of a road crew or something; orange vests, work boots, bandannas on their heads, long hair, dirty, you know. My oldest takes one look at them and says, “Ohhh, look daddy, pirates!” I am laughing just typing this again. Then she says to me, “I don’t like pirates, they are scaaaaary.” It was so funny!!!!! The “pirates” are soon joined by some more of their crew and my oldest says, “Uh-Oh daddy, more pirates, better watch out.” I just looked at our baby sitter and we just could not stop laughing. But it gets better. As I got up to get a refill, I was followed by one of the “pirates” who walks by our table and winks and smiles at the girls and guess what? Yep, a couple of gold teeth!! You just can’t make this stuff up. We about lost it and had to leave Burger King. With both girls now saying, “We don’t like those guys.” I don’t think they were scared, but they both thought that there were pirates having lunch at Burger King. I will say this; my life is never boring. Thanks for reading. See you next Tuesday.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

At the Movies...


Being the parent of two preschoolers has taken time away from one of my favorite activities...going to the movies. There was a time in our lives when Jill and I went to the movies every Friday night. It was grand; a nice dinner a good flick and quality time with the wife. These days we are lucky to keep up with our TiVo watching while "encouraging" our girls to go to sleep. How I long for the good old days. Lately, Jill and I have been seeing movies by ourselves. Jill goes out on a Saturday afternoon during nap time and I get to go on some Tuesdays. It is odd going to the movies by yourself. Back in my bachelor days I used to go to see a movie by myself and it took a while to get used to it. Well, Seth...what is your point? I went to see Bee Movie today. Here is the synopsis from Yahoo Movies:

Barry B. Benson is a graduate bee fresh out of college who is disillusioned at his lone career choice: making honey. On a rare trip outside the hive, Barry's life is saved by Vanessa, a florist in New York City. As their relationship blossoms, he discovers humans are mass consumers of honey and decides to sue the human race for stealing bees' honey.

If you have not seen any of the promotion of this movie then you must live under a rock. Everywhere you turn there is Jerry Seinfield as a bee. Every commercial break and every bus sign seems to have something about this movie. With all the hype and my love of the Seinfield TV show I was expecting a lot and in the end I was left a bit disappointed. It was not a bad movie, but not a good one either. A predictable story and jokes that could "bee" seen a mile away. I am sure it was not worth the $9 I tossed on the credit card but my day was not ruined by it. I think if you have elementary age kids they will like it.


Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Treasures


So my new plan of blogging on Tuesdays was almost derailed before it began. Here is the scoop. I had to do a "take home" test today for my Systematic Theology class. So I spent the morning (and into the afternoon) in my office at church finishing it. Therefore my brain thought it was Wednesday. To top it off I have not been feeling very good so I have been on some cold medicine. With that one..two punch my plan was almost thwarted. But alas, here I am typing away on a new post.

My girls have treasure boxes. What is a treasure box you ask? Well for my girls it is a box they put things in that they think are valuable. My wife got my oldest a box a few months back and she has just rediscovered it. In currently contains: superhero cards from a kids meal toy, a key chain flashlight, a princess makeup compact, a plastic wallet, and a few pennies. Last night my youngest wanted her own treasure box so being the creative one that I am got her some tupperware. She thought it was great and now she has a few treasures in it. Last time I looked there was a monkey (from the barrel of monkeys game), and some super hero cards her sister gave her. She also wanted to have some money like her sister. As she was settling down for the night she misplaced her penny and we heard the following words from the back of the house, "Oh man, I need help!! I lost my money for Jesus!!" Ahhhh the joys of youth. She had her treasure and was ready to give it away for her chapel offering (sounds like a sermon illustration to me). She took it to school today (along with the quarter I gave here) and she put it in the offering for chapel. She was just so cute keeping it in her pocket while we went to school and she kept checking to see if it was still there. I was so proud of her as she walked up to her teacher, dug into her jeans and pulled out money and said, "This is for Jesus, OK!" I was beaming, and so was Jesus. Until next week...

Thursday, November 01, 2007

I'm not dead....


I know it has been forever since I have posted but let me just say I have been super busy, even more so than usual the past month. I don't really have time for a full post here but let me give you some highlights:

School is going well. I have finished one class and have two more to complete this semester. I have just two more to finish in the fall and my course work will be done. I also have to pass my theological examination which is sorta like defending your thesis. I have to travel to Concordia Seminary St. Louis and sit in a room with three professors and they get to ask me anything they want. Pretty daunting and intimidating but I hope to do well.

No new news with the girls adoption. We are still waiting to hear from the court regarding the appeal. Halloween was fun. The girls both had great costumes. My oldest dressed up like her favorite TV character, Dora the Explorer. She had the whole outfit with a backpack and a map. My youngest was a ladybug with wings and antenna. They were a but unsure as we left the house about trick-or-treating. We practiced for a few days about what to do and about four houses in, the had it down. They were so cute. Before we went out we carved some pumpkins and had dinner. I made pizza thinking this would be a great treat but the girls both rejected it totally. The chose to eat green beens, cottage cheese and V-8 juice. What kids choose this as their dinner? My girls have the strangest taste in food. The usual breakfast these days is bran flakes and raisins. Are you kidding me??? How many preschoolers choose bran flakes and raisins? Not to mention they both LOVE V-8. I don't understand and I really can't complain. Jill is gone this week so thanks to some great friends the night was a success (Thanks Ing and Josh!!!!!). This morning my youngest wanted candy for breakfast...thanks a lot Great Pumpkin!

The girls are loving preschool and making friends. My youngest figured out the potty thing pretty fast. The first few weeks of school were dicey but after that she has been great. The girls just took school pictures and they are the cutest.

I have told myself that I will try to post once a week on Tuesdays (my day off) for the rest of the year. We shall see how that goes. Until Tuesday....

Monday, September 24, 2007

The joys of preschool programming...

Having two preschoolers in the house makes for some interesting TV viewing. I can't tell you how happy I am that we have TiVo!! My house is filled with Dora the Explorer (Viva! Dora!), Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (theme song by They Might Be Giants!), The Wonder Pets (at least the music is good), and Hi-5 (Like if ABBA did a kids show....on crack). Now of course there are still the great princess movies and other Disney fare but for the most part the girls love to sit on the couch and watch a few episodes of TV. For those of you who do not have young kids here is a sampling of the shows that run in our house:





Friday, August 31, 2007

Oh those Red Sox Fans


A few times on this blog I have bemoaned the fact that Boston Red Sox fan needs to check himself / herself soon or they would wear out their welcome (read my rants here and here). They are a rude, myopic, and downright unpleasant group of people. I don’t seem to be alone in this. Since their 2004 championship things have gotten worse. This past week I came across two great articles to this point from Page 2 of espn.com. I want to give you a taste of what others are saying so you know that this is not just my opinion First up is Jim Caple. The full article can be found here but this is what he has to say:

No one can stand to be around Red Sox fans anymore. And they're everywhere -- a recent USA Today article labeled the Red Sox baseball's new biggest attraction. Forget a fence between the U.S. and Mexico. What we really need is a wall, a moat and a minefield around New England to keep the spoiled citizens of Red Sox Nation from sneaking into the rest of the country and taking over seats in major league ballparks that should go to hard-working local fans. Everywhere the Red Sox play these days turns into a road version of Fenway Park, with Boston fans occasionally drowning out the hometown fans with their "Let's Go Red Sox!" chants. They were so over the top at a recent game in Seattle, I was surprised the Mariners didn't play "Sweet Caroline."

SportsNation
Have fan rivalries gotten out of control? Give us your take, come vote in our polls. Whether this is an inspiring show of team pride by passionate fans or an annoying lack of manners depends on how close you have to actually sit to these people. They call themselves Red Sox Nation, the same arrogant way the Cowboys call themselves America's Team. And the whole thing is getting a little old. Could I get a little help here from Miss Teen South Carolina? Where the hell is Red Sox Nation anyway? It seems to me Red Sox Nation only exists when the team is winning, like a country that only shows up on U.S. State Department radar when oil is discovered. Wherever Red Sox Nation is, I just wish Bush would invade it.

Enough already. Get over yourselves, Red Sox fans. Better yet, follow the lead of White Sox fans. Their team went 88 years without winning a World Series. They went 46 years without even playing in one. Yet when they finally won in 2005, they had the decency to keep their celebration to themselves.
And if their fine example isn't enough, then maybe this will be enough to sober you up: You're acting like Yankees fans.

AMEN, Preach it brother!!!

The second bit of literary gold comes from a lifelong Sox fan and fantastic sports writer. If you have never read a column from Bill Simmons do yourself a favor and click here. Here is what he has to say about Red Sox Nation, and the scores of post 2004 bandwagon fans (full article here):

I flew down to Tampa for last week's series and can report the following: Sox fans made up 70% of the crowd, overwhelming Devil Rays fans, most of whom were in the Matlock demographic, anyway. From a noise standpoint, if you closed your eyes, you would have thought you were in Fenway. (Well, until you opened them and saw the dome on the ghoulishly outdated Tropicana Field, or the brownish-red shag carpety stuff on the warning track that was pulled from Austin Powers' flat.) Three sights were especially shocking:

1. Entire families dressed in Sox gear, including some clans who traveled from New England for a vacation.
Before our team won it all this rarely happened, because few fathers wanted to subject their kids to merciless berating. Now there's a coming-out-of-the-closet feel to these road games: It's okay, you can wear your Manny jersey, honey. Nothing bad will happen.

2. Attractive females wearing Sox gear.
Even during the Pedro era, you were more likely to see a no-hitter than a cute woman in team colors. Now they're everywhere. And honestly, I just can't get over seeing a woman who isn't built like Doug Mirabelli wearing a Sox jersey.

3. The scores of post-2004 newbie fans. Do these yahoos even know suffering? In Tampa, the guy behind me (a Sox "fan") and his girlfriend (a D-Rays fan) were doing the whole "giving each other crap" thing, which would have been fine if he hadn't returned with two beers during a Tampa rally and said, "Wow, you got the score to 5-7!" That's post-2004 Sox fans for you: They wear crisp new hats and think Wade Boggs was a country singer and that the score is 5-7.

Again, I'd rather be a Sox fan in 2007 than 2003. I just wasn't prepared to root for the Yankees, and as sad as this sounds, we've kinda sorta maybe turned into the Yankees. Like them, we spend more money than everyone else. Like them, we make expensive roster mistakes (Drew, Lugo, Matt Clement, Edgar Rentería, et al.) without any repercussions. Like them, we're detested by opposing fans because we invade their stadiums and taunt their teams. And like them, we're sucking in all the soulless bandwagon kids who pick their favorite teams in first grade based on winning percentages and superstars.


What a burn, a Sox fan said they were turning into the Yankees, Ouch!! If you were a Red Sox fan before 2004 please, please, please tell the guy in the brand new J.D. Drew jersey and clean retro cap to stop being a jerk. Real fans respect the game and those who play. Real fans respect a guests home. Now be nice, feel free to root for your team, but don’t bring your rude disrespectful behinds into visiting parks thinking it is the new Fenway.

Do yourself a favor. If you live near an American League park and the Red Sox are coming to town. Call a sitter, buy tickets to the game and don’t let Red Sox nation take your home field advantage from you.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

"Daddy, why are those guys dancing in their panties?"

We were in Maui at the Old Lahina Lu'au. It was our second day on the island and the Mai Tais were flowing. The show had just started and the hula dancers were taking a break. The guys were on stage dancing away and when they were done my oldest looks back at me and the magic flows from her lips. What a great quote. I just said they were part of the show. Then she says to me, "Where did all the princesses go?" I just cracked up. In her mind the female dancers were the princesses. Before I could say anything else she says, "Did they go to Disneyland?" At this point I just said yes and let her live the dream. As we were leaving we took some pictures with the "princesses". My girls were in heaven, and I couldn't be happier. Enjoy the video I found on YouTube from the Old Lahina Lu'au:

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I am back!!!


Well I think it is about time to get this thing up and running again. It has been an eventful summer and I has a lot to blog about but a full post will have to wait for another day. Here is the quick version:

  • Alaska was great but short for me (since I had to come home for class). We were blessed beyond measure and I look forward to going again
  • My second summer class (on Worship) went by quickly and I learned a lot.
  • The day after class was over we packed up the minivan and drove to Napa to see my sister. We went to a wine club event while we were there and it was awesome.
  • We were home for less than 24 hours and then took off to Palm Springs to see some family. It was hot but the girls loved the pool.
  • Were home for three days to do laundry and do homework (and I had to pack and move my office) then we were off to Maui.
  • Maui was fun but tiring with five kids four and under in the same house (our rental house is pictured above). I did get to dive one day and we all went to a Luau.
  • Got back last Wednesday and since then I have finished two projects for summer school, registered for next semester, tried to organize my new office and am gearing up for the fall at Church.
  • This summer has also seen dance class for my oldest and swim lessons for both girls.
  • Jill started back to work this week and I start school next week.
  • Pre-School is closed the next two weeks and we don't quite know what we will do for childcare at the moment.
  • My youngest is still on again, off again with the potty. She has to make great progress the next two weeks or no school for her (and no childcare for daddy!!).
  • There have been some awesome things that I will write more about later but let me give you one tease...This came out of my oldest daughters mouth "Daddy, why are those guys dancing in their panties?" I hope you are intrigued
Talk to you later.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Alaska or Bust!


Today is the day! At 7:30 PM today I am leaving on a jet plane with 22 others to share Jesus in Alaska. This is year #4 for this trip for me and I can't be more excited. Alaska is a magical place and I don't say that lightly. It is the most beautiful place I have ever been too (Ireland comes in a close second). What makes Alaska so special is not only the beauty of the landscape but the beauty of the people. Over the years we have met and become close friends with some awesome people. I can't wait to reconnect with them and share stories of the past year.

I truly covet your prayers for the next week or so. Please pray for safe travel and that hearts are opened to the message of Jesus. I will give you an update when I return. Until then...

P.S. Yes, I did take the above picture (if you click on it you can see a bigger version of the picture). Words and pictures cannot even begin to describe Alaska but Lord knows I will try.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Pee-Pee in the Potty


I know I said I was taking a break but this will be short. My youngest went pee-pee on the potty for the first time tonight!!!! We did the pee-pee dance and got some special treats it was grand. She boogied down and did a bunch of "wee-hoooos". Now I know this is just the beginning and we have a long way to go, but you should have seen her face. It was priceless. She was so happy. OK off to try to get some much needed sleep zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Got to take a break


I have just started round one of my summer sessions. I will be eyeball deep in school for a while so something has to give. I will be taking a break from this blog for a bit to leave time for family, work, and school. I will try to give you an update sometime in later in June, until then...

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Smoking or Non?

Excuse me? Did I hear that right? I had not been asked this question in years. Living in California has spoiled me. All restaurants and bars in California have been smoke free for years. But I am getting ahead of the story a bit…

I am safe and sound in Cincinnati. To be honest I am really in Florence Kentucky. The airport that serves Cincinnati is in Northern Kentucky and the hotel is a few miles from the airport so needless to say I have not been to Ohio yet. The conference is going well and the speakers have been great. I have met a bunch of people and over all I am satisfied. It is not life changing like the Origins conference I went to last year but I wasn’t expecting that. Now the real reason for this post…

We were all on our own for dinner and after my last session I went to my room, clicked on the TV and promptly fell asleep. About an hour later I woke up and realized that I missed any opportunity to meet up with anyone for grub. I shook the cobwebs out of my head and gave some thought to what I was going to eat. I did not really relish the thought of spending $25 on a steak in the hotel restaurant so I headed out the front door and started walking. I guess it is a bit of culture shock for me because at least in this part of town there are no sidewalks. So here is this fish-out-of-water from SoCal walking down the side of the road on my way to Applebee’s. I decided to pass up the bar and grill next to the hotel just because I wanted something I could count on. So I walked about a quarter mile down the road and looked at the front door and half of tri-state area was waiting for a table. So I look over and there is a Cracker Barrel right next door. I had heard that this place was awesome so I walk on over and the same thing. I think to myself OK, no big deal I will just go across the street and see what I find. As I walk to the intersection I see another strange sight. A mom puts three kids in the back of a pickup with a shell and closes them in. She proceeds to say, “Hang on back there and be nice to each other”. That would get you in so much trouble in CA. I make it to the light and there is no crosswalk. Now this is a big intersection, a quick dash could be dangerous. I look down the road and see another light leading into to a shopping center with a few stores and eating establishments. So, off I go again. A few minutes later I am standing at another light with no crosswalk. Hunger is now setting in and I wonder to myself, “How is a guy supposed to get something to eat around here?” I decide to make the dash for it and once safely across I find a Steak and Shake. I think what the heck, I haven’t had a burger in months and I will walk part of it off running back across the street and walking back to the hotel. I walk in and am greeted with, “Smoking or Non?” Here is where we started. I said, “Excuse me?” He repeated and I said, “non”. He led me to a table about five feet from a guy who was smoking while he was drinking a chocolate shake. My stomach nearly flipped. By this time I am hungry and order right away, eat my double burger, wilted salad and fries in haste, leave some cash on the table and bolt out the door before my clothes start reeking of smoke. Now I have a decision to make, go back to the hotel the way I came or play frogger on the big street to get to Target. By the way, did I mention I forgot my toothbrush? I decide to put my quarter in the machine and I take my chances dodging the bevy of fast moving American made trucks and cars. Safe on the other side I make my way to the entrance and count no less than five used cans of Skoal tobacco. Once in Target I almost feel at home. The same smells of popcorn and new clothes filled the air. Then I look to the left and what do I see? Fireworks, yes you heard me right, FIREWORKS in Target! We are definitely not in SoCal anymore. What a country!! I half considered how I could get a case of sparklers back to California in my carry-on but then quickly considered how poorly I would look on CNN Sunday afternoon. Now I am about a mile from the hotel and off I go again to play in traffic. With a full tummy and a tooth brush I make it back to good old room 508 to watch Deadliest Catch and catch some shuteye. So lets review:

Seth’s adventure in Northern Kentucky:

No sidewalks- check
Kids in the back of pickups – check
Long lines at Applebee’s- check
Gobs of chewing tobacco- check
Smoking in restaurants- check
Fireworks in Target- double check

I will be back in SoCal on Sunday night. Until then…

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Off I go....


I have survived finals and think I did pretty well and now I am off to Cincinnati this morning for a Conference with Lutheran Campus Mission Association. They are the mission arm of the LCMS that does work on college campuses across the US. It should be fun. This will be my first trip away from my girls for more than just one night so we shall see how it goes. They did great when Jill was gone for a week so they should be OK, it is me I am more concerned with. Well, I have to make lunches still and my Airport Shuttle (aka my Pal Ingrid) will be here in 30 min so I gotta go. I will try to give you a more detailed update soon. Until then...

Monday, May 07, 2007

Finals....blaaahh!!!


One more paper to write...two more tests to take...two more books to read...I think I can, I think I can, I think I can............It is all over on Friday....................

Saturday, April 28, 2007

It was warm...part II


Warning: Graphic content, weak stomachs stop reading now, you will thank me!!

If you haven't read the post "It was warm..." Please do so now before you continue. Ok, now that we are all up to speed let us continue. Jill's mom took our girls this morning over to Orange to play with their cousins for the day since Jill had a bridal shower to go to and I had a ton of work to finish. It was a peaceful but quiet day around the house as I did some homework and checked in on the NFL draft every once in a while. When Jill got back we got in the car and headed out to Orange for dinner with the fam. I made some yummy pollo asado and we also picked up some fresh tortillas, rice and beans from the Mexican market down the street. Just as I was dishing out my girls food, my youngest comes stumbling in from outside coughing and coughing. Her eyes are red and watery and the look on her face told the whole story. Those of you who know the other post know what comes next. There she is in the middle of the kitchen and she pukes all over the floor and all over her self. It was some serious projectile vomit! I started cracking up at this point because seeing that little girl heave is quite a site. She empties her tummy and as Jill and I start cleaning her up she looks up at me and says "Daddy, I 'pilled" (translation: I spilled). "Yep, you sure did honey!" For those of you who have spent time with my youngest, you can almost see it and hear it, hands outstretched, palms up, shoulders shrugged, that raspy high pitched voice saying once again, "I 'pilled, on dah floooor". Now I really start laughing. She was right; she sure did spill all over the place. This time I held back, and let the puke hit the floor and didn't catch it. Well we grabbed the Clorox wipes and cleaned it all up just in time to sit down and eat dinner. What a life I lead and I wouldn't change a thing!!!

Friday, April 20, 2007

Culture Clash

Thanks Bill Simmons for pointing me to the following:



Now that is what happens when cultures collide!!

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

I don't get it!

I will never understand the members of Red Sox Nation. What kind of a person throws a piece of pizza at another fan, from the same team? Aye, Aye, Aye!!! It makes me glad I don't work at the stadium anymore and have to deal with those crazy people. Don't know what I am talking about? Watch this:



Even the Red Sox announcers think this is funny. Yes there is comedy here, but it is mostly just sad and pathetic. (btw, I know this makes two posts in a row dealing with pizza, cut me some slack I am on a diet)

Saturday, April 14, 2007

It was warm...


We were at dinner last night at CPK visiting our friend Sarah who is a server there and at the end of our meal I found myself engaged in doing something I would have never dreamed of a few months ago. Let me back up a bit. Our good friend Sarah is a senior at Concordia and she makes her living right now as a server. We like to go and visit her once in a while and last night was the first time we took our girls. Our girls love Sarah and they really enjoyed seeing her. My youngest has been battling a cough this week and she had been coughing a bit most of the day (this is some background info for the upcoming story). My girls did a good job eating and right when the special treats arrived at the table my youngest starts to cough more. She says she doesn't want the ice cream and I think that is strange so I put some on her lips to let her taste it. She is not impressed. I of course want her to enjoy her special treat so I put some more in her mouth against her will. Well she starts coughing even more and then it happens...I should have seen the warning signs but I didn't. It was like a volcano and she proceeds to puke all over herself, all over the high chair, all over the floor and instinctively I start catching said puke in my hands. What was I thinking??!! I was amazed at how much was in her little tummy and then I was amazed that I am trying to catch the warm vomit. Needless to say our special treat time was over. My oldest is across the table asking, "What happened?" And I just say, "Your sister blaaad." I was amazed at how unfazed I was about the whole thing. There was a street pizza under the table and my daughter is sitting there covered in puke with this look on her face that was priceless. She was so bummed that she had to take off her favorite shoes, but they were covered in the remnants of her dinner. About 15 napkins and wet wipes later, and a fresh set of clothes, we left the restaurant to go back home. I guess it is true; you will do almost anything for your kids. Talk to you all later.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

I know, two posts in one day....

I have been wanting to do an upgrade on the layout for a while. I will be fiddeling with this for a bit so please let me know if you see something funky and I will try to fix it. Thanks for reading...

Best Friends


Yesterday in the van my oldest says to me, "Dad, know what?" "What honey?" I say. "Dad, you my best friend!"

My heart just melted. It was the best!!!

Then she said, "Not mommy, but you daddy!" I am glad Jill was not in the car!!!!!

Kids are amazing! Thier way of showing love is awesome. My girls are the best and I love them so much!!!!!

Monday, April 02, 2007

Just a quick one here....


On Friday, we took the girls to Disneyland again. This time we had a bit more time and we went on a couple of rides but we did not venture out of Fantasyland. We saw the princesses again, rode the Casey Jr. Train, went on Story Book land and rode the Carousel. We have found that walking to and from the parking structure is much easier than trying to wait in line and load up two girls and a stroller on the tram so on our way out we walked through Downtown Disney. We passed a kettle corn vendor and Jill just cannot say no to kettle corn. It was the first time the girls had popcorn and they liked it. Which brings me to the real reason for this post. Yesterday while we were sitting at home my oldest comes up to me and says, "Daddy, I wan some pa-porn." "Excuse me??, What did you say?" (this time slowly and deliberately) "Daddyyyy, I wan some paaaa-porn!!" We all just started cracking up and laughing out loud. My oldest then says, "Whaa Happen??", and we all just ask her to say popcorn over and over. We laugh and laugh and she just thinks we are silly. Good times indeed. I got to go. I have two tests today and I am not ready for either. Talk to you soon.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Two of the most amazing college games of the year and they are not from the NCAA "Big Dance".

Yesterday I switched on the TV to check what time the UCLA game was going to be on and the NCAA Division II final was about half over. Well, I had never heard of Winona State or Barton College but that did not stop me from watching the second half. I found out that Winona State hasn't lost in over a year and are the heavy favorites in the game. The clip starts with about 45 seconds left in regulation. Winona State has the ball and is at the line with a six point lead. I don't want to say more, just enjoy...




Game #2. Concordia University Irvine (my Alma Mater) was involved in a tremendous four overtime game with favored Robert Morris University in the semi-finals of the NAIA national tournament. They made an amazing shot at the end of the first OT to send it to a second, then an amazing shot that sent it to a third OT and then a truely unreal shot to send it to a fourth OT where they pulled ahead for good. Unfortunately the Eagles ran out of gas and lost the next night in the finals. Enjoy the clip.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Adoption Update


There is now an appeal on the girls case. What that means is there will be another hearing and we are in a holding pattern. Of course this brings up all of our fears again. It really sucks!! I don't know what I would do if my girls have to leave home. It would just be devastating. Please pray for us and for the girls legal status once again. I have had a hard time going to sleep the past couple of nights just thinking about it. The social workers have assured us that they believe everything will continue with formal adoption placement after this hearing. They feel there is nothing that will change the courts mind, but you never know. The court has been known to make some goofy decisions in the past and you can never count on the past to predict the future. In any event, we covet your thoughts and prayers and we will keep you posted.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Bethany Lutheran Podcast


Our church has started podcasting our sermons and now I have one up that you can download and listen to. Our Lenten series is titled The Road Less Traveled and a few weeks ago I spoke on the Road of Truth. Not trying to pump myself up but I like podcasts a lot and you can add this podcast to your iTunes and the latest one will download. Or you can just listen on-line. Listen as you walk or in the car. Click here for the link and enjoy. Feel free to listen to my senior pastor Kevin Kritzer's sermons as well. He has taught me a lot and is a great mentor. Enjoy!!

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

The New Me...Thanks Dan Marino

Back in January I said to myself, "Seth, you have got to do something about losing weight!" I have struggled with this for years and to make matters worse I have a bad thyroid that makes losing weight really hard for me, not to mention I like food a lot. I tried the Atkins diet and it worked but made me a bit nuts. I worked out like a madman for a while then gave up when after three months of being at the gym five days a week I lost five pounds! What is a guy to do? Then on ESPN they started running ads for Nutrisystem featuring Dan Marino and a bunch of other athletes who lost weight on the program. I decided to give it a try and it has been a good thing so far. have lost over 30 pounds since January 7th (the day I started). Here are some pictures of me. The first one is from the end of December and the last one I took about 10 min ago. I have a long way to go still but I am feeling better and fitting into some clothes I had put on the shelf hoping to wear them again. (The smiles in the pictures means nothing, I am not less happy, just a point of comparison). I will give you another update later. Have a great week everyone.



Friday, March 09, 2007

Graawn-paa (a.k.a. Grandpa)

My girls crack me up!! The other day I overheard an exchange between them that went something like this:

"Where's Graawn-paa?"

"I non't know!"


"Oh...here he is!! Hi Grawn-pa, you wanna play wit me?"


"I love you Pa-pa, Muaah
(sound of blowing kisses)"


This went on for a while with each girl taking turns playing with what I thought was a pretend Grandpa. But they kept going for quite a while and I started thinking to myself, what is going on? It sure is nice that they are pretending so nicely. So I go out there and check it out and, yes they were pretending but little did I know they have a toy that they call Grandpa. It is part of a Fisher Price Little people set and you will never guess what character... Give up? Scroll down to see who it is......









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Yep it is good old Noah, and yes that is what my dad looks like (until he shaved his beard after Christmas). My girls look at pictures of my dad and know what he looks like and now they play with him every day. If you ask them who this guy is they both say "Graawn-Pa!!" It is the cutest thing ever. Thanks Dad for being an inspiration to my girls. They love you tons!! Thanks to my friend JT for getting the good picture of Grandpa Noah for this post.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Warning: The following post contains references to bodily functions, continue at your own risk!


So, being the father of two girls under three there is a whole lot of talk around our house about bodily functions. We have regular conversations about poo-poo and pee-pee. There is the occasional talk of tooting as well as snot, wiping, and various other things. It is amazing how much time I have spent in the past two months dealing with or talking about the bowel habits of my children. When the girls moved in, our oldest was already potty trained; we thought we had it made. But little did I know that being potty trained and getting the pee-pee in the potty are two different things. No need for details but I will never understand the plumbing and physiology of females. So why this topic you ask? Well three things. First of all our youngest has started to tell us when she has thrown the deuce in the diapers, which is a nice thing and makes cleanup easier but she also will now ask to go pee-pee on the potty. It is the cutest thing in the world seeing that petite little girl sitting on the john, holding on to me saying "Come out pee-pee, come out", and then grunting like she knows exactly what to do. The other two things both come about because of my adventures with the girls this week. We had to make another trip to see the doctor and things went much better this time. I had so many snacks and games that we could have stayed the night. But when it is two little girls and daddy for hours on end, nature does call. So the other day as I maneuver the stroller into the large handicap stall (thank you ADA) my oldest does her thing (don't get me started on those stupid toilet seats with the gap, I mean why is it there? It just freaks my daughter out and she has to sit sideways and then we hope her "aim" is ok, but I digress). So as we are in the stall I proceed to use the toilet as well. So there I am going #1 and my youngest looks into the potty and says, "Ohhhhh, Bubbles!!" She was so intrigued by the bubbles it was all I could do to hold my aim and keep her hands out of the water. Ahhh, the innocence of youth. On Wednesday I had to take the girls to a DCFS visit and then to a local Lutheran School where I was a judge for the Science Fair. The girls were great and had a good time. We did visit the potty before we left and on our way out of the restroom, my oldest says (as we pass the urinals), "Hey look its daddy potties." What a crack-up. I never thought of if that way before but she is right. Thanks for listening to the pee and poo stories. I could go on but the FCC might ban this site. Have a great week!!

Saturday, February 17, 2007

I own a minivan...






Well the day has come. I am now in the enemy camp. Jill and I finally realized that we needed a bigger car that is easier to put kids in and out of, so we caved and purchased a [gulp] minivan. I have always said that I would never own such a vehicle because it is a slippery slope from minivan ownership to wearing sweats and baseball cap all day looking forward to dropping the kids off a school and get home to watch The View and then settle in for a day of laundry and soap operas. Geeze, I hope General Hospital is a good as I remembered. So, I have never haggled for a car before so I bought a book on how to buy a car. It did me well and I didn't get totally screwed in the deal. I wasn't as strong as I could have been but the guys I was working with were very nice and from what I could tell very genuine. My sales associate, Greg was not your typical sleazy car salesman, he took the time to show me multiple cars and we drove three of them. He spend time with me and did not push me into a vehicle I didn't need. When all was said and done I got the van for $500 above invoice. My experience at Cabe Toyota was great and would recommend anyone go and see Greg Burgin. Tell him I sent you and he will take care of you. Well I have to go move car seats from one car to the van so I guess I will pick my manhood off the floor and get to work. Here is what my new car...um...I mean van looks like:

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

The Gaelic Games

So way back in 1999 I was in Ireland as part of a month long European adventure. The week we were there I was exposed to a wonderful sporting event. The Gaelic Games are uniquely Irish. Two sports dominate the games, Gaelic football and hurling. Being the sports fan I am and being away from the US for a while I was very intrigued by the goings on in the Irish sports scene. These events capture the attention of the entire country as local county pride is on the line. While we were there the stage was being set for the All-Ireland final in these two sports. As I learned the sports trade off weekends with football taking one and hurling the next and vicea-versa until the finals in September. To make a long story short, I got wrapped up in following the games one weekend. I vividly remember standing in the train station in Galway watching the beginning of one match and then standing with hundreds of people in the train station in Dublin watching the end of another match. It was magical. I loved getting swept up in the excitement of a wonderful event. I was even able to let a fellow traveler know who won the earlier match. That afternoon will be etched into my mind for years to come. Since then I have been fascinated by both sports. Gaelic football is like rugby, soccer, and Australian Rules football combined into one, while hurling is sorta like lacross but much cooler. The rules are pretty basic, get the ball through the uprights and score one point in the goal is three points. And yes the rules are pretty much the same for both games. Anyway, why bring this up now? Well thanks to good old YouTube I found some footage of hurling that I would like to share with you. It is from the All-Ireland final of 2005 that pitted county Cork against county Galway. Take a break from work and watch what some call the fastest team field sport in the world. Others call it a lifestyle. Enjoy:

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Medi-Cal

I know it’s been a while since I have posted but I have not had the time nor the energy to put into in the last couple of weeks. Once again thank you to all who poured your hearts out in compassion to me and my family at the passing of my mother. Your cards, your thoughts and your prayers have helped in so many ways. Things are getting back to normal around here (whatever that may be). The girls have been adjusting well and we have cleared a couple of big legal hurdles. Nothing I can talk about here (but call me and we can chat). We are still not out of the woods and still covet your prayers.

So today was the girls well-child checkup at the doctor. Now let me begin with saying that I love my country. I love my state, but we have some serious problems in our healthcare system. The girls are on Medi-Cal. For those of you out of state think of it like the federal Medicare system but with more benefits and options (not to hard to beat Medicare so don't get your hopes up). The saga that was today began weeks ago when Jill and I started looking for a medical provider that would take Medi-Cal benefits as well as new patients. Well we soon learned that this is like searching for the Holy Grail. I must have made 25 phone calls one afternoon (no joke, and I hate the phone). I ran into brick wall after brick wall. I was asked, "Do you have straight Medi-Cal?" Here’s me on the other end of the line..."Is there something else?" Tort response from the lady on the line..."Well if you don't know then it is just straight Medi-Cal and we don't take that!" What I wanted to say..."But you are in the Medi-Cal provider book, so you should take it, right? And if you don't, take your stinkin' name out of the book so us rookies don't make these mistakes!!!" What I did say..."Thank you for your time, can you direct me to an office that does take it?" Pause...pause...pause..."Um, I can't do that...(click.........hum of dial tone) Well eventually I talked to a nice lady who put me in touch with the Long Beach Children’s Clinic inside of Miller's Children’s Hospital. So I gave them a call and we got ourselves an appointment in just three short weeks!! (note hint of sarcasm) Anyway, today was the day of the appointment and after a stressful morning meeting at DCFS (Department of Children and Family Services) in Glendora. The girls and I hit up the golden arches for some lunch. All went well until my oldest had to go potty. I put her off until we all finished lunch and then packed up everything and took one girl in my arms and the other by the hand and went to the men’s room. As we are going in my youngest proceeds to dottle in the doorway and gets her fingers pinched in the door. Now she is screaming bloody murder in the bathroom that has the acoustic effects of a Bose speaker and there is now blood coming out of my ears and the five men in the bathroom all looking at me, like what the [bleep] was that??? So I say I'm sorry and we head for the only stall in the small bathroom but the light is out in the back so it is dark and there is graffiti on the wall and on the toilet seat and my oldest makes a face and says, "No, no daddy, don't wanna go potty!!" O.K. so out we go right into the midst of a birthday party, screaming toddler in hand, past Ronald McDonald and sneak out the back door. We get the to car and I notice that my youngest is missing a shoe! She is still screaming and I hear my oldest say, "Daddy, she dropped it in the baffroom." Thanks for telling me now!! So back we go into the McDonalds, through the birthday party (again), my youngest, still screaming and back into the bathroom to pick up her shoe. Now it is back through the birthday party for a third time and out to the car. Now I have to strap two kids into car seats and get on the road to pick up Jill and off to the Children’s Clinic. We get to the clinic right on time, but of course we have a mound of paperwork to fill out. Now, I was ready for some of this but being a clinic that does not deny services to anyone based on their ability to pay, there is more paperwork than refinancing your mortgage. Now of course this makes perfect sense right?? Make the less fortunate (possibly less educated, and I am not making a judgment call) fill out more paperwork then they have seen since the last time they were in school all while their child is crying because they are sick. Into this milieu we plunge and Jill and I try to keep our kids from catching every childhood illness known to man that is floating around the joint. Our appointment was set for 1:15 but after paperwork and waiting, we were called in at about 2:15 or so and got the regular things done (weight, height, temp.) then off to get the anemia test. We are shuffled off to a back room and around some cardboard boxes and my girls get the first and not the last stick of the day. So now you think off to the exam room and the doctor will see you in a few minutes, but no, back to the germ infested, now trash covered waiting room. We hold up in a corner and try to distract our girls with fruit snacks and water (yeah that worked for about 10 min.) Another hour rolls by and they finally call us into an exam room. We met with the very nice resident who ran through all the questions and tests etc. She was lovely and didn't miss a thing, but it took a while. Now she is off to consult her attending and we wait some more. Finally, we visit with the attending and find out we are in for some shots, a prescription, and blood work. So now you would think it is off to see the scheduler to make a follow up appointment and to get our injections but no, back to the dungeon known as the waiting room. There are far less people now and less crying. We wait some more and finally we are called in. We head to the injection room, which I swear, must have been the supply room at some point. Not very well organized, junk everywhere and we are in there with two other families, just standing right next to them about three feet away as their kids are getting their shots. Now more forms to fill out and get back. Then my youngest gets stuck twice and she is like, "What is going on???" It is her third Band-Aid of the day. It is now 5:30!!! We had been there four and a half hours and we had an appointment!! Now we have to run up the pharmacy and get the prescriptions before they close so we hit the stairs to save time. Picture this if you will, a large overweight, mid-thirties, going grey, new father, wearing a backpack, holding two more backpacks in one hand and a not happy toddler in the other bounding up the stairs to make it to the pharmacy before it closes. I wish I could have put it on video. I could play it before meals as my new diet plan. U-G-L-Y! But I digress... We make it to the pharmacy and then off to the lab for blood work. Of course that means more paperwork and waiting and fuming, and now hunger is setting in. Both Jill and I are cranky and the girls have not had a nap all day and finally they call my youngest in to get her blood drawn. This could not go well. There I am, just barely allowed to hold my youngest again after letting her get stuck three times already and now I know what is coming but she has no idea. We sit down and she sees the needle and starts to fuss. Then the lab tech tries to find a good vein. She goes for one in the hand but after a good start it runs dry. Take that needle out and my youngest is now screaming (again). And she is no dummy as she sees the lab tech getting ready to go again and she freaks out. Luckily for us the acoustics in this small room were now where near that of the restroom of the Lakewood McDonalds. The second time is a charm by my little girl is now so worked up she is sweating all over and crying like crazy and now I am sweaty too from holding her and feeling horrible that she has been stuck five times in one day. Finally we go back out and Jill takes our oldest back, she is excited to get a special band-aid like her sister but doesn't understand the price she will pay. As I bribe my youngest with more fruit snacks, trying to get her to trust me again, I hear some more screams from the back of the lab. Only one stick is needed for her and finally we get to wipe some tears and blow some little noses and head back to the car. It is now about 6:30 and I ask Jill if she has any cash to pay for parking. She looks at me and says, nope...I say to her I have nothing either. (Boy we are good parents, Uggh). Luckily for us we find an ATM in the hospital and we take out $20 plus the $1.50 convenience fee (how convenient). We get the car out of hawk and head to Carl's Jr. for a second meal of fast food for the day (I told you we were good parents). Back in the car my youngest falls asleep but I have to take Jill back to work so she can get her stuff and shut down her room. It is now about 7:30 and I am headed home with two sleeping children. I cruise the neighborhood until Jill gets home so we can team up on the girls and get them to bed. Finally back home after almost 12 hours and off to bed. Not much crying, just exhaustion and then sleep.

So my big beef of the day is not really with the clinic, although it has its problems. It is not with the doctors or nurses who are doing their jobs and learning and serving a place that is needed in the community. It is even not with the Medi-Cal system itself. My beef is with our politicians who have created this monster. Most of them have good HMO's or other comprehensive care so when they make decisions on health care it doesn't really effect them. Now don't get me wrong, I am not in favor of universal healthcare, it may be good for some of our Canadian brothers but they have to wait forever to get things done. I just wish there would be some compassion in the political process and not the constant fixation on the bottom line or even worse, getting re-elected. I have had it up to my eyeballs with the myopic blowhards in Sacramento and in D.C. who worry too much about themselves and forget who they represent. Now I rarely talk politics with people because these discussions just divide and never solve the problem so I am not looking for a fight or even a discussion on this one. Lets just call this Seth blowing off some steam after a hard day of being a daddy. As my neighbor said to me a few weeks ago, "Parenting is the hardest job you will ever love." Ain't that the truth. I love it every day and I would not trade in these experiences for anything in the world. So, I have to put up with some governmental garbage, so be it. The rewards are amazing.

Thanks for listening and kudos to you for getting to the end of this long one. Have a great week!!!

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