Coal Truck headed North!

Monday- weekend in back pocket and we lost an hour. My thought for the weekend was to out maneuver this spring forward day light savings in my favor. Friday, I planned on turning my clocks ahead two hours. I figure there is no hard feeling of staying up late on friday night. By turning the clocks ahead it is just like the days of old pushing my bed time past the midnight hour. Saturday was still Saturday and NOW Sunday, instead of losing an hour I get an hour. An extra hour on Sunday is precious. My feeling is we should bag this day light savings and leave the clock alone, BUT if your going to mess with my weekend it's not my Sunday thats going to suffer. We had a nice weekend. Saturday was mine as Rhonda had a early yoga class and then she sat in on a 9-5 class "WHAT TO DO IN A DISASTER". So I guess putting your head between you legs and kissing your ass goodbye is not good enough. She is going to know what to do, where to go to keep our family safe from terrorist, flood , famine, over population, under cropped, and burning a hole in the OZONE suffering people that Al Gore has told us we are. Hell I'm betting if we had listen to Al in the 1st place when he told us about this internet that he and a few of his close friends had made that all of this would have foretold and fore warned to us from the get go. I am sure the clues were there. Dam, that Gore for knowing so much and doing nothing till he won an Oscar. My guess is he is really going to let us have it when he lets it know that he is Nostradamus reincarnated, but we won't know till Up your Noastra the 2nd coming is released and out in a theater near you. You know I still am going to put a bottle of Scotch and a big ole fatty in the survival kit. So while Rhonda is saving our skin the kids went over to one of Jack school mates home to play. His buddy at school was nice enough to invite Sydney too, so I had 10 to 1 to myself. Plan was, and it was the plan to come home and work on basement. Thats my story and I'm sticking to it, but sunny day, close to Boulder, and no kids, I wondered. I went to Peets coffee then just walked around and till a grab a sandwich later, the next thing I knew is that it was time to get Jack & Sydney, so wasted no, productive not really but it was nice. I got the kids and came home played a little with the two of them , But Sydney went down for a nap and Jack had seen a golf game or something because he a bug in his shorts to play golf. I put him in the front year, showed him a few things. How to hold the club, foot placement, line up and back swing, and that was all it took. Jack said he had it, and did not need me any more - go get my own clubs. Amazing I have at the age of two heard my son I can not teach him any more - I can go- he knows enough! I did not think that would happen till the rip old age of 9 or 10, but 3! I know he is smart but 3 maybe not smart enough. Now I had a few things to do, the computer and my office looks right out into the yard, so I let Jack play out his front nine there. He was the new champ, maybe a tiger. Hell my nick name was tiger growing up. Maybe this would be the real or another tiger of golf. I can carry his bag! Well Jack hit some, whiffed a few more and then I came to look out and he was not in the front. I go out side and he comes Jack around the corner. He had Just asked Howard our neighbor to play. Now this is nice that he has a little neighbor to play with, but only problem is Howard is 82 maybe 84. His wife has just come around from a dog walk and let us know that Howard has been sick for the past few days. Went to see a doctor yesterday and is now on cough meds and antibiotics. Tess his wife goes in and here comes Howard out. He sounded as if he has just gotten though playing a set in a smoke filled jazz club. Voice as he calls it is weak, but he could not turn down his invitation by my 3 year old. Nice guy, howard. So he plays a short few with Jack and heads back in. Rhonda returned and had a good class with everyone learning a lot, She informs me that there is another class that runs 3 to 4 weeks, and at the end your receive a yellow hard hat, whistle. I am betting they ask all to line up bend over to see who has the biggest asshole. I pray she has not signed up for that. She was smart said no to that class, to the first aid kit they where selling and I bet they had emergency radios. Planning and supplies where the main staple I do believe. Nice but I have been there done that with the boy scouts, first aid, life guarding and my EMT, WEMT, ski patrol and mountain rescue classes. I been then done that with classes and with real life. Coffee, walk and the 10 deep breaths I was able to get in today were my 1st aid package and refresher course. Sunday was nice, and to tell you the truth the time change was a non event as I had conspired to spring my time back. We work around the house a bit, then we went to a one year old party. Someone I did not know. This was a party of a girl that works at the YMCA and gives massages, she also does them at her house. Rhonda has done both and got the invite. I went and had a great time. Many younger people there so we raised the mean age but what we added in years we also added in clean skin. There where more tats then I had seen in years. I don't know the biker bars around here but I did have run in with Tattoos in NYC on the lower east side. I like them and if I where not such a chicken I would most likely have one. I dated a girl that had one of a dolphin and that was one only a few saw, I think! I have know just a few others but not a lot. In this room we where the outsiders, and I looked around. Most were just simple and one girl, lady as my sister would tell me to call her. I don't know I would call her girl, but my sister would give me shit saying she is a women. To me calling a women a girl or a man a boy is all about attitude. I like it when I can say I am going on a ride with the boys or that girl will smoke you in the pipe, whatever. So I say girl, and she was covered with many tattoos shoulder to foot. I asked her a few questions but I did want to sound like the old daddy. I can relate to thinking back when I started riding a snowboard, sport was brand new. Many per day where seeing a rider for their first time, I was asked all the time. What is that? Is it legal to do, does the mountain support it and why or is it fun. NO MY MOM MAKES ME DO IT! was my pat answer in my head! Don't believe I ever really said it but felt like I should have. So been there don't do act like a ninny was running though my head. Plus I might have one if I have had come across the one which grabbed me. Anyway, nice party, and this one as all one year old birthday parties should be was for the parents that made it through the 1st year. Nice and lively. . Well Rhonda was off again for the week on biz and the kids and I drove her to the airport at 7:30. I was still feeling the party from yesterday and the kids wanted to go to the rec. center, or so they thought. Sydney had not slept well and feel asleep in the car driving back home. Jack saw opportunity to put in his vote for things to do and we talked about options. I would have been happy with a nap. As we where driving Jack saw a truck loaded with coal. He asked me where is that truck going? I did not know I told him so. He very quickly responded and with no doubt said, I bet it is going to Santa. It's for all the bad people! Nothing to argue with there! So I am home. We snuck in, made sandwiches and then hit the road. We went up to Nederland, but it was very cold and no real place to eat. So we picnic in the minivan,Boulder falls very cold, and still some snow and ice on path way. No place for a 3 and 2 year old. So we went down to Ebin Fine park in Boulder. It's right along boulder creek, slides, swings, rocks to climb and a rock climbing wall. Everything you need. Throw in a tunnel for the bike hike path, a creek, and a few trees with bugs and it's good for 3 hours, trust me. The bugs and a tree was good alone for an hour and fifteen minuets alone. Home now and it 5 as I pull in to driveway. Kids are asleep and I am writing. Enough I have dinner to do. My advise is just don't do anything that's going to have one of those pieces of coal showing up in your stockings. Jack and I we've seen the supply, its big and it's headed north.