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Summer Tentpole

Posted on January 27, 2010 at 12:01 am

by Richard

It’s winter and there’s still cold seeping around most doors, causing us to dress in sweaters and bundle up under blankets. But that doesn’t stop time from marching on. Believe it or not, it’s time to start looking for summer camps.

I know. It’s hard to believe, but it is true.

Over the last couple of days, we’ve begun to receive many, many thick catalogs with ideas for different camps and summer programs in which we could enroll our little dude and our teen dudes. We’re lucky. We already know what they’re going to go away to do. Unlike some camps where the little dudes and dudettes go for months, we send ours to shorter, normally two-week, camps. They get a trip out of town on their own and we get to keep a few pennies in the bank account. A few, mind you.

There are many, many fine summer camps all over the country. A lot of the ones I’ve dealt with, either by attending or by sending a little dude there, are associated with the YMCA. For the most part, they run a great camp.

All three of our little dudes have attended Camp Cheerio (no relation to or association with the cereal) up in the mountains of North Carolina. Each of our dudes have really loved their time there. Two years ago, George of the Jungle aged out. Last year was Zippy the Monkey Boy’s last time at that camp. This year, Speed Racer will be attending without benefit of brothers. He can’t decide if he’s going to be sad or going to explode with joy because he doesn’t have to watch out for surprise noogies.

The two older little dudes are going a bit farther afield. Last year, George of the Jungle went to Costa Rica to help rehabilitate habitats for endangered animals on a wildlife preserve. He got 25 community service hours and had the time of his life traveling with Rustic Pathways, a teen travel and service organization. This year, he’s going with Rustic Pathways to New Orleans to help rehabilitate homes destroyed by Hurricane Katrina. He’ll be there working and playing for about two weeks. He actually said he didn’t want to go out of the country this time because it would be “too much hassle.” He stuck to it, even after we had the doctor check him over for hidden head trauma.

Zippy the Monkey Boy has signed up to travel to the United Kingdom and tour Scotland, Ireland and England with a number of his classmates and other high-school dudes from around Charlotte with Educational Tours. Not so many opportunities for service with this one, but he will be exposed to a different culture or two.

We know these are all expensive, but they’re worth every penny in the joy and horizon-broadening they bring to the little dudes. So start researching now if you want your little dude or dudette to experience the joys of sleep-away camp or even find a service opportunity.

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Ah, Internet. You Are So Good To Us All

Posted on January 21, 2010 at 12:01 am

by Richard

Normally when I get all misty-eyed about the internet, it’s because I’ve found something funny or just plain fun. Or something so awful I just can’t leave it alone, like a scab not ready to drop off, but just healed enough to pick. Or perhaps I’ve said too much. Onward.

This time, though, I’m praising the internet because of some wonderful pictures I just received today.

Turns out I’m going to be a cousin again. Well, all right, that really doesn’t make much sense. Let’s try it again. Seems my cousin, a young dudette who’s currently living across the pond in Jolly Old England, is going to become a first-time mom by having a baby sometime around the middle of 2010. I learned about this great news the other day with the arrival of an e-mail from my aunt and uncle.

They alluded to some news from EnglishGirl and then hit us with four ultrasound images of the baby growing in utero. It was amazing. All the way from England, we got to see pictures of the new cousin before she/he has even been born.

Ultrasound has been around so long that even I got to get a pretty good look at my unborn dudes. It’s the distance I’m loving here. Used to be if you wanted to get information from England to America you’d have to back up a money truck for the phone call or wait weeks for mail to be delivered. Now? A point. A click and a metaphorical woosh and it’s arrived.

This is what I call good news. Another baby to play with and then hand back to his/her parent at the first sniff of something appalling gathering in it’s diapers. The joys of cousin-hood as opposed to parenthood.

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Independence Day

Posted on July 4, 2009 at 12:01 am

The aliens have arrived. We’ve found a signal in the static. It’s a countdown. I’m sure it’s nothing, though. They’d never have a saucer hovering over the White House if they meant us harm. Right?

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Oops.

Well, I guess it’s a good thing I’m not talking about the movie, Independence Day, but rather about the holiday of the same name.

Yes, I love July 4th and not just because it’s a good day to blow stuff up. Well, a particularly good day to blow stuff up. I mean, let’s face it: every day is a good day to blow stuff up.

Quick question: Do they have July 4th in England? Not-so-quick answer: Yes, of course. It comes right between July 3rd and July 5th. They just don’t celebrate American independence day on July 4th. Heh. Trick question.

Anyway, I do love Independence Day. I’m not one of those “‘Murica, love it or leave it” types, but I do love this country. Despite all the flaws, it’s a great place to be. Let me paraphrase an old saying: America is the worst country in the world, excpet for all the others. Yes, our country’s face is full of warts, but it’s a nice face anyway. Especially now that we’re not actively torturing people. Sorry. Politics just slipped out.

Moving on. I love this country so much I’m willing to sacrafice any kind of important content so I can go out, cook on the grill, blow stuff up with the little dudes and eat Fresca Floats, which really are better than they sound.

You need to get out there as well. Go. Have fun.

– Richard

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