April 23: Good.
Bill Cosby has a bit where he talks about how we -- human beings -- are not very humble. I'm paraphrasing: We build a building, and proclaim it great. We build a massive bridge and call it magnificent. We take a picture of a beautiful scene, and call it breath taking.
God creates the entire Earth, and calls it...good.
Sunrises are good.
April 24: Have I mentioned that we're going to Disneyland next week, and that I can't seem to concentrate on anything else?
A few more days and we set course.
Second star to the right, and straight on 'til morning...
This shot represents the biggest, most successful home repair I've ever made (You'll be less impressed when I tell you the rest of the story).
When we bought our home, last July, the home inspector suggested we have the previous owners replace the kitchen faucet. And they did.
With a seventeen dollar faucet, which lasted about as long as you would expect a seventeen dollar faucet to last. It's been leaking for months -- until Saturday, when I -- ME! -- replaced it.
And it works.
And it doesn't leak (yet).
No one is more amazed than I am. Please try to contain your enthusiasm.
Now I just stand at the sink, turning it on and off, and think about the clog in the dishwasher...
April 26: Emma was watching me wander all over the back yard, searching for something to take a picture of -- it turns out the best shot that day, was up on the deck.
"Shots taken, seconds before something landed on me."
You may recall from last week, the shot of Emma hanging from the monkey bars...this time I figured I could shoot the basketball, then shoot the picture and then get out of the way.
(I know, I know, it seems a little optimistic in retrospect).
As it turns out, your (my) depth perception is screwy while looking through a view finder, and I took one in the face.
I also thought "At least no one saw that..."
I was wrong a LOT that day.
(No cameras were harmed in the making of this picture.)
Jordan has been taking piano lessons for about six months now, and like every other kid who takes piano lessons, she doesn't like to practice. But tonight we got a real glimpse of what she is capable of.
While not bothering to hide my bias, I have always believed that Jordan could be a terrific piano player -- she has both the artistic inclination, and the love of learning. How do you keep them focused until they learn to get past the drudgery?
I think the applause at the recital helps...
I chew a LOT of gum.
I also blow a LOT of bubbles.
And I don't even chew bubble gum!
How do you like me now?
Actually, I was trying to blow it big enough to block out my gigantic forehead.
See you next week!