Greetings and welcome to today's random thought.
Since the wife is out walking with friends this morning that left breakfast duty to dear ol' dad. Now we have cereal in the cupboard so I could have taken the easy way out and even made the kids fetch it themselves. But no, I did not take this route and instead asked how they would like their eggs. I talked the daughter out of boiled and poached and convinced her to agree with over easy like her brother had requested. The kids watched in awe as I heated up a skillet and put some butter in it then carefully cracked the eggs, fried them a little, flipped them over and then produced (3) of the best eggs the had ever tasted (their words mind you, I don't like to brag). As I basked in the glory of providing a hot meal for my offspring, I realized that their adoration for the meal was not based on all eggs they had ever had but rather on what they expected the eggs to taste like since I was the chef. I then wondered how much they had lowered the bar so that the eggs I produced so far exceeded their expectations that it warranted this much praise. It was then I realized that my kids must have a really low estimation of my cheffing (is that a word) abilities. This made me a little sad since I (think I have been) cooking for them since they were born and I do not recall producing a bad meal (some mediocre ones maybe, but nothing truly horrid). Next time they get cereal (and I bet they will be happy for it).
Good news Indiana Stryper fans (all 6 of you), they are coming to Indianapolis on their 25th anniversary tour. The date is October 8th which is a Thursday night. The wife has shown an interest in going with me moreso just to have a night out with her husband rather than to see Stryper. She is familiar with their songs since I play them now and again in the house. I even talked her into playing "Together As One" at the end of our wedding as we were walking back down the aisle to head to the reception. Anyway, tickets are not that expensive ($12.50 & $17.50 I think) and it is always good to hear live music (even Stellar Kart). The last time I saw them they did not allow cameras at the concert so hopefully this time they will not have this restriction. Looking at my mp3 collection I noticed that I am missing one of their CDs. Mind you it was the last one they released before they broke up in the 90s and it was not that good but still, as a serious Stryper fan I feel I should own it. I mean I have no less than (3) copies of To Hell With The Devil (all on LP mind you). I have the limited edition picture disc (with corresponding limited edition poster), the limited edition alternate album cover version and the regular album cover version (still sealed). There are some limited edition items that I do not have but one cannot afford everything when one is 15 (how old I was when their first record was released).
This brings me to my hair. I have wanted for quite some time to have the guts to cut it all off. I don't mean to get a nice conservative cut but rather to take the clippers and a short clip and hack it all off. I kept it for the Stellar Kart concert since it is a little shaggy and fits in nicely with the young crowd that mostly made up the audience. I could decide to keep it for the Stryper concert I suppose as well. The only thing that has stopped me most of the time is the wife and her incessent insistence that it is really HER hair and I just keep it on my head (in a style that suits her). This solidifies my "I am just a giant Ken doll" theory even more but I am really tired of taking care of it. Anyday now I think I will snap and just do it (even if I have to pay $10 at Great Clips since I know I will hack it up too bad if I try it myself and I don't think the wife will help me out - there is always the daughter but I am not that brave...yet). Today though I am thinking the end is nigh for the mop up there. I have the support of the son since I have his down to 1/4" all over and shave him down weekly now (probably again today come to think of it). He likes the idea of having the same hair "style" (or lack thereof) as his dear ol' dad (who can't cook). More on this later I am guessing.
The Saturday calendar is still open at this time and the wife should be home in 30 minutes or so. I will have to wait for the day's agenda until then. Blog at ya later.
Thanks for reading my Random Thoughts.
Jon
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