Today's one of those days where time fools me a bit.
My oldest daughter graduated from high school today.
How did we go from this...
to THIS...
... so quickly?
I'm not the type to get sentimental very often, but that picture of us dancing together (at her prom a couple weeks ago) makes me remember when we *used* to dance together.
When she was a baby I'd fold her up in my arms, crank up the stereo, and twirl and dance her around and around the room. It was SO much fun.
The song I'd always play was "Simply Irresistible" by Robert Palmer.
In fact, some of the lyrics from that song have even more meaning to me *now* than they did back in 1989. Such as:
She's so fine/ There's no telling where the money went/
:)
Couldn't resist that one.
However, sarcastic or not, I'm very proud of my little girl today.
It's just like it sounds. It lets me log in to other computers. Like my wife's laptop, where our entire LIVES are managed in her Outlook calendar. And my parents' computer in Cape Breton, which occasionally needs some familial technical support. Here's what it looks like when you're remotely controlling another machine:
I can log into them remotely from whatever computer I'm at, provided that it has a web browser. (A little LogMeIn client needs to install on each of the machines involved.)
Oh, and it's free. There are pay versions with more fancy features, but the free version suits me just fine.
It's pretty sweet. In fact, in one tab on my Firefox browser, I'm here blogging. On the other tab, I'm installing Java on my parents' computer in Cape Breton.
Remember that tag line? "Two great tastes that go great together"??
It was a commercial for Reese's peanut butter cups.
Chocolate and peanut butter. Now THAT I can agree with.
This next one... I'm not so sure.
So, to set the mood, let me show you one of the thousands of books we have read to our children over the years:
Bread and Jam for Frances. An oldie but a goodie. Cute little story about Frances, who only likes to eat Bread and Jam. Nothing else. (Eventually she starts to appreciate other food too)
I have one of those kids. My ten-year-old daughter. She eats, by my estimation, about enough food to nourish a medium sized bug.
Oh, and she likes to eat... um... nothing. She hates everything. More or less.
Oh, however, just like Frances, she likes jam. On bread. She also likes ham. She doesn't like ham sandwiches so much any more though. She just picks out the ham and leaves the bread.
Here's the kicker though.
Last week, when we were in Sydney for my grandfather's funeral, she was sitting at my parents' table, eating. They ALL eat better in Sydney, because their grandmother practically runs a short order restaurant making them each whatever they want. Works for them. Works for my mother too. Works for me, too, in fact.
But I digress.
She was sitting at the table eating, like I said. So I say to her, "What're you eating?"
"Ham and jam sandwich."
"Pardon me? What??"
"Ham and jam sandwich."
"Ham and jam? Together? In one sandwich?? That's disgusting!!"
"No it isn't."
Anyway, you get the idea. The conversation went downhill from there.
But basically, I chose not to make a big deal out of it. After all, she is eating food she likes.
Just saw some new Harry Potter movie posters. And I like them so much I'm posting them ALL.
I love the juxtaposition of good guy/bad guy in each image (I also love the word 'juxtaposition' ... hee hee). Take a look:
(Ok, well, I actually found these images a week ago.... which is when I started this post. But then my grandfather passed away, which dictated a quick trip home to Cape Breton, and the week kind of zoomed by... but that's another post in itself)
I'm a father of five freakish but wonderful kids. My wife is too amazing to be married to me, but she is anyway. Read her blog here. I'm kinda geeky over comics, movies, computers, and occasionally other stuff, depending on how the wind is blowing. I'm *very* easily amused.
