You Put WHAT In WHERE?

“TAKE THAT OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!”

Raquel has a lot of patience with Maddo

Any time you hear your wife say that you know it can’t be a Good Thing. Especially when the volume of her voice is such that you can practically see the CAPITALIZATION spilling out from her mouth and rolling around the corner of the stables and slamming into your face.

Oh yeah. The stables. Where the horses are kept. Not our horse, mind you. We can’t afford to purchase, never mind the associated costs of boarding, feeding, grooming, bathing and cleaning up after four-legs-and-a-tail’s-worth of glue in the making. We have two cats at home and keeping those feline beasts in fresh food and cat litter is expensive enough.

Now, as a dad, one of the things you find out when you have daughters is that they inevitably fall in love with the idea of having a pony. As I said before, owning a pony can be an expensive proposition.

But thanks to the good folks at Groupon, we were able to get a deal on a month of very basic beginner horse riding lessons for our older daughter, Maddo. She is only 3 years old, so the lessons are incredibly simple. She “learns” how to follow the instructions of her teacher, which brushes to use, what order in which to use them, how to go about putting the riding pad and saddle on the horse and, very importantly, how to safely behave around the horse so that she doesn’t get spooked and kick my little girl into the middle of next week.

I put “learns” in quotations because after what has now been two months of lessons, I have begun to wonder if Maddo’s brain works as well as your average pasta strainer trying to hold in water. The water can flow right through. What’s important is keeping the ravioli in the bowl. And when someone teaches Maddo to do something, I want her to hold on to that ravioli and do what she is told.

She does not always do what she is told.

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To Avery, Who Got Busy Living

Avery Lynn Canahuati (averycan.blogspot.com)

“Get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’.”

–Tim Robbins as Andy Dufresne, “The Shawshank Redemption.”

Isn’t that what it really comes down in this life?

Time is infinite, sure. But it is also finite in the purest sense. One of the few absolutes in life is that there are just 24 hours in a day. You start at Point A, you end at Point Z. The day begins, the day ends. What are you going to do with that time?

Michael Canahuati knew what to do. Then again, he didn’t have much choice.

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Money Talks (And Shoes Squawk) In Many Ways

I know that I am nowhere near the first person to say, “Having a kid changes everything.” The No More Tears shampoo-making Johnson & Johnson has even had a long-running TV campaign built around that statement. OK, J&J actually uses “baby” instead of “kid”, but that’s really splitting hairs, isn’t it?

The point is that once you have a kid, EVERYTHING does change. And immediately, at that. And few things change more than your expenses and your thoughts about money.

Before my daughter Maddo was born a little more than three years ago, my relationship with money was kind of like that between Mick Jagger and Keith Richards. We knew each other for a long time and, occasionally, we had our rough patches and didn’t get along. But we always found a way to put our differences aside for the greater good. In Mick and Keith’s case, that would be in order to throw out a new Rolling Stones album with just enough decent songs on it, then go on another bazillion-dollar generating tour.

And Money and I would find a way to come together to do good things, too. Such as pay to see the Stones just in case it would be the very last time they would ever tour. So far, Money and I have done this five times, in three countries, and on two continents.

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And the cradle will rock

“Before we went on tour a lot of people were saying that Wolfgang got the gig just because he’s my son. But after that first gig, forget it. It’s just hands down, hands up, hands sideways: he’s a musician and a Van Halen.”

Eddie Van Halen said that to Guitar World magazine in 2008, when the legendary rock band that bears his last name let bygones be bygones with original lead singer David Lee Roth and reunited for a tour that filled arenas across the country.

There were two primary story lines then. One was Roth coming back into the fold — the breakup following the release of the multiplatinum “1984″ album had been acrimonious, to say the least.

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I Know I Got Skillz…Don’t I?

The ends justify the means, right?

There are certain handy skills that  are expected of you when you are a man, and a dad. For example, my dad taught me how to change the oil in a car. This skill came in handy many times in the past.

Of course, I learned how to do this back in the day when, after draining our Toyota Corolla hatchback of its four quarts of 10W-30 in our driveway, we would simply dispose of the old crude by dumping it over the edge of the dirt pit across the street that was also occasionally used as a spot for some of the local burnouts to sneak a smoke on their way home from school. Let’s just say that back in 1984, the environment and town stoners took a back seat to the convenience of easily pouring away our car’s oil.

But I haven’t gotten under my truck to tear off an oil filter and drain an oil pan in years. The ease of going to the local drive-in oil changer, plus the time demands of raising my daughters, Maddo and Little Sis, have made it so I’d rather pay some Taco Bell-eating stranger $35 to refill my truck’s oil while I sit in comfort and play Scrabble on my iPad.

The infrequency of doing something once so commonplace as changing my truck’s oil got me thinking about my level of handiness around the house. There are certain things I can do without fear:

–Putting a handle the outside of our basement door? No problem.

–Replacing a broken kitchen sink hose? Aside from getting a kink in my neck from twisting myself under the sink area, that was a piece of cake.

–I even managed to figure out all the international, all-images-and-no-language instructions that came with an Ikea light fixture and install the thing without either electrocuting myself of shorting out all of my house’s wiring.

But there are some things around the house that leave me befuddled, or afraid that if I attempt to remedy their errors I will only make things worse. And replacing a door lock is one of those things.

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Peace and Quiet Under Siege

The Marines rarely got a breather at Khe Sanh...I know the feeling.

At this moment, it is altogether fitting and proper that as I watch a documentary on my iPad about the Vietnam War, and about the siege of Khe Sanh in particular, that I am hunkered down, literally, in my downstairs bathroom and under my own state of siege.

Let me explain.

No, I am not answering the “Call of Nature” in the traditional sense of the term. But I am answering a very important need.

The need for peace and quiet.

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A Shameless Plug for Machine Wash Warm

You may or may not know who Paul Shirley is. Here is what I know about the guy:

–He played college basketball for an Iowa State team that, in the 2001 NCAA basketball tournament, became one of the first No. 2 seeds in tourney history to lose to a No. 15 seed.

–He wrote an excellent, and hilarious book called “Can I Keep My Jersey? 11 Teams, 5 Countries, and 4 Years in My Life as a Basketball Vagabond” about his experiences playing for professional basketball teams such as the NBA’s Phoenix Suns, the CBA’s Kansas City Knights and something in Russia called UNICS Kazan that he might wish to forget.

–He and I are Facebook friends.

Another thing I know about Paul is that since 2009, he has run a website for writers called FlipCollective, where he and other writers post essays that are often humorous, insightful and of a personal nature. Subjects include just about everything from current events to pop culture to sports. The writing is irreverent and honest. Each writer’s work is also edited by another FlipCollective writer prior to publication.

Paul and several FlipCollective writers have also recently launched Machine Wash Warm, FlipCollective’s first e-magazine. You can, and should buy a copy of it here. The writing is very good and besides, it’s only a buck.

And while would be willing to pimp or shill for FlipCollective and Machine Wash Warm anyway, I am bringing it up in particular because of one story that hits straight to the heart of what it feels like to be a dad with young daughters and dread the day when you know your little angel is going to bring a boyfriend home for the first time.

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