Thanks once again to our host Larry D. at Acts of the Apostasy, who’s got all your Apocalypse needs covered. Especially Robot Apocalypse.
Yesterday was our 17th Anniversary. We had dinner on the screen porch — steak, tater tots, spinach, cantaloupe, champagne. Even the kids were full before dessert. I can’t remember when it started, but we’ve taken to having a family dinner for our anniversary, and pointing out to the kids that it marks the founding of our family. Which makes it their holiday, too. After the kids went to bed, parents finished the champagne and got into the cheesecake.
Best Water Meter Ever. It takes several layers of those cheap all-paper plates from Aldi if you’re serving steak. Why paper? Because the septic system is old enough to run for president, which in septic-years is much more than a little stately silver around the ears. We’re avoiding all excess water usage until we can get a new drain field cut in sometime next week. And so the SuperHusband installed one of these on the back patio:
It’s connected to the hose for a water-supply, and underneath, instead of drainpipe there’s a one-gallon bucket. It’s fascinating seeing exactly how much water you use to wash hands or brush teeth. Major incentive to conserve water so you don’t have to keep hauling the bucket off to some suitable corner of lawn. Can I count this as school?
Bleg: Boys, Porn, and Chastity. Had a friend in for tea Sunday afternoon, and she gave me a timely head’s up on the reality of tweenage boys and the very rapid transition into Exceedingly Immature Manhood that is somewhere on the horizon for our boy. (Right now, the only girl he likes is the dog.) Since I know that at least a few of my readers are:
- Fathers of teens boys and former teen boys.
- Catholic of the Chastity is Good, Sin is Bad type.
- Remember what it was like to live inside the body of a teenage boy.
- Are married to such a person.
- Are the grown son of such a person.
Want to offer any advice? Practical. Links, comments, a post of your own and link it back here. I’m all ears. Anything helpful. Thanks!
On Saturday I bought an 18-pack of Busch Light. I tasted some, warm. It’s kind of sweet — sort of a malty fruity seltzer product. Interesting. But it’s not for me. It’s for
Well that’s all for today. Tuesday is Link Day for all topics, not just beer, chastity, and laundry tubs. Help yourself if you are so inclined. Post as many as you want, but only one per comment or the spam dragon will eat you up and I’ll never even know.
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