43 thoughts on “January 1, 2015: Aging”

  1. I remembet, like yesterday
    When I was a kid, I thought the word was "remembert" because that's how everyone pronounced it.
    But then I learned pf rombet, with it's French pronunciation and thought that everyone in my small town was really wrong.
    Only later yet did I figure out that they were two very similar yet unrelated words for two very similar things.

  2. 2015 has started the same way 2014 ended: with a screaming three year old who completely refuses to get potty trained.

      1. I'm trying (and mostly failing) to be patient. It doesn't help that everyone we know with a kid who is at least two is either already there or willingly trying to learn.

        1. We went through some pretty similar issues with the boy. Obviously you've heard it all, but really, once I let go and reacted without emotion or comment, that's when things started to change. Also, finding the proper method of bribery helped.

          1. I really wish all you guys lived near me so I could actually be around people with similar experiences instead of a bunch of snooty, judgmental assholes who seem to constantly remind us how easy it was for them (even though I think it's mostly lies).

            Anyway, I don't understand this stuff. Two days ago she actually went in her little toilet and she was completely overjoyed and proud of herself. Then yesterday it was all screaming and resistance. Maddening.

            1. BTDT. Hang in there.

              We were on the cusp of potty training with the Girl, then the Mrs. took the kids to her parents' for a vacation, hitting the re-set button.

              And now she's heading to an Ivy League school. And is completely potty-trained.

            2. As others have said, hang in there. This may or may not be helpful, but hj's comment reminded me of something. The jalapeno is NOT big on being told what to do. So at some point, I declared that going potty was his job. I would not ask him if he had to go, I would not remind him, it was completely up to him. If he had an accident, so be it. It wasn't by any means a magic bullet, but it helped take the power struggle element out of the equation.

            3. I'm right there with you. We have at least gotten to the point where she decides to make it into the bathroom before having her accidents, but she's nearly 3 and a half, and... yeah. Our first had his own problems, but at least was done by the point. Clearly, they're all different.

  3. So, our Christmas picture displays that son is taller than Dad and daughter is taller than mom. When did this happen? Also, the boy got his drivers permit. I am recovering from 12 hours running my tail off at work(holy busy batman!) followed by a quick 2 hour celebration to see the ball drop. Still woke up at 6 and can't get back to sleep. Happy new year ladies and gents!

    1. That reminds of why it kind of sucks going back and to see family. I'm the oldest of four but now the shortest.

      1. Oldest of 6 here, but I had to get used to "younger brother" instead of "little brother" with #2. Well, at least I was the last one to finally pass 200 on the scale

        1. Oldest and tallest of three. Mom it's the shortest, sister and Dad are very close, and I've got my brother by about a quarter inch. Few more years of rugby and/or footy and he'll have the lead, unless being an AF pilot compresses his spine faster than mine.

          I'm also taller than the BiL and soon-to-be SiL.

        2. Oh yeah, I'm definitely the heaviest of all of us.of course, two of them are in their early twenties, so they're cheating on the side of things.

          1. Tallest in my family. The Boy might still catch me (he's just over 6'0 at 20+ but has the biggest feet). I have managed to stay under 200 lbs since the summer of 1982.

  4. Kind of a late airing of grievances, but for the second time in 3 years the health inspector decides to do the surprise annual inspection on new years f'ing eve?!? Despite giving her the "you gotta be shitting me" line, we still scored great. Just really...was Valentine's day already booked?

  5. Kick-ass spin class at the club this morning, then kale salad w/ blueberries, dried cranberries, shredded carrot, toasted pepitas, saba/balsamic/olive oil dressing, paired with Widmer Hnos Unheaval IPA. Not bad.
    Settled in front of the fireplace reading Alan Furst' Midnight in Europe.

  6. Had the neighbors over for the Mizzou/Minny game, and boy was the chili good! Chicken, beans, chicken broth, Colby jack and pepperjack, jar of salsa, all into the crock pot -- yum.

    1. Entertaining game until the 4th quarter. The Gophers killed themselves with turnovers.

      1. Yes, some pretty stupid mistakes and run defense that was either dominant or horrific. It seemed like if Missouri didn't get at least 10 yards on a run play, they were lucky to get 2 yards. It was like the Bizarro Gophers, too. Their passing game was their Achilles' heel this year, but it was the passing game that kept them in it and it was run defense and special teams mistakes that was killing them.

      2. What might have been more important than the outcome of the game was the fact the Gophers had more fans at the game than Missouri did. The STrib estimated about 15,000.

      1. I see no problem in using my personal opinion to make blanket statements such as these.

      1. My wife and I ape Werner Herzog so often that my kids kindof know who he is.
        (Well, there were a few jokes on Spongebob that started it.)

    1. When Ohio State went down 21-6 I wouldn't have given two cents for their chances. That was a pretty good comeback.

    2. I'd use this space to say that Jerry Kill has never won a bowl game but I am sure in two years when the Gophers win the Rose Bowl, DK will link to this comment.

      1. considering how bare the cupboards were after Brewster, I'm thinking that the lack of a bowl win is not yet a problem.

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