Monthly Archives: September 2013

Day 106 – A Fun Weekend with Family

Day 106.

Day 106 was just a 6-pk of Oatmeal Cookies, for a couple of reasons. One, they’re delicious, so they’re not “just” a 6-pk of any old cookies. My sister had never tried them before and didn’t know they had oatmeal in them. The verdict? I think she approves (15 seconds in the microwave if you’re able). Two, we were in the mood for Mexican and I knew Chick-fil-A Oatmeal Chocolate Cookies would be a great way to cap off the evening for everyone. So, thanks to Jessica for the service today.


Our dinner date was at Tijuana Flats and I had our server (who was great btw) snap this picture to capture the five us. (Of course everyone’s looking at the camera but Asher.)
photo3It was a special event because it marked the first time we had taken Asher out to eat. I figured he’d be okay, but let’s be honest, an almost 1 year old in a public restaurant is a recipe for disaster. However, he did great. Never underestimate the power of cheese, which, as you can see from this pic, he smeared liberally all over the table. First time tasting cheese, and I can only assume from the enthusiastic grunts that he approved.
photo2We had a great time the past couple of days with Aunt Kelly and cousin Reid. It’s sad they leave tomorrow – wish they were closer. Asher has given Reid a run for his money, but it’s been fun for him to have a playmate in the home. I can’t wait for adoption #2 to come through!  🙂

We took a visit to the “boardwalk” while they were here (aka Hudson Beach), and here it was Reid’s turn to not look at the camera. Who could really blame him though? Poor Asher’s about blinded by the sun’s harmful rays. I sure hope we have some SPF 50 on that little kiddo.


Earlier today brother and sister were able to hit up the community pool with the boys. Nothing says parenthood like a BOB stroller.   Truly, I’ll never own anything else.

photo5I just love these boys with their swim shirts on. I know one day it won’t be cool to wear one, but for now, they’re like Joe Camel. Okay, so probably should’ve thought of a better analogy. Darn marketers.  And they haven’t even been able to advertise since, like, before I was born!

At any rate, Asher’s going to miss his cousin. Reid really does have a sweet disposition about him, and he tired Asher out. The whole weekend tired dada out, which is why, with my eyes half-closed, I’m ending this post and heading to bed.

Day 104 & Day 105 – My Sister Is in Town & A Very Embarrassing Confession

Day 104 & Day 105.

It’s been very difficult to get in the blogs lately. Even right now, I’m watching the Ohio State game on TV and it’s only 9:00 p.m., but I’m ready to cash in the chips and call it a night. My sister came in town today and we’ve been preparing for her arrival, trying to run the business (well), and then just accomplish the every day tasks of life.  It’s the end of the week. The tank is empty.

I was talking with my buddy about this the other day. Time. Usually we’ll say, “I don’t have enough time” to do [xyz]. But the truth is, we all have plenty of time. Time is all we have. And we all have it equally.  Somehow I need to find a way to be a better manager of it.

I also need to be a better pinch sub church league softball hitter. What I’m about to tell you is very embarrassing.  But I’m exposing my inadequacies precisely because [pride] is apparently an area where the Lord still needs to refine with [embarrassment].

My buddy Holden called me up while I was feeding Asher his dinner and asked me if I wanted to sub in their church softball league game. Friday nights are basically the only nights I have free. I decided to go. Mind you, the last time I swung a bat, much less played a game, was in 2003. And that was only for a couple of games. Before that, it was still the 20th century.

But so what?  Slow pitch softball? It’s like riding a bike, right?  How could this be difficult?  I played every sport known to man as a kid, and was good at them all. I’m not the athletic powerhouse I used to be, don’t get me wrong, but eye-hand coordination type activities come fairly easy to me. What could go wrong?

Turns out, everything.

I struck out. Twice.

If it weren’t for a total pansy move on my part, it would’ve been three (I took a 2-out walk in the middle of a 13 run 4th inning rally).

I was absolutely mortified. I am an athletic dude. I know I’m older now, and I know it’s been a while since I’ve hit a soft ball, but still – that is something that a one-armed monkey should be able to do, even with a 10 year layoff.   I mean, I thought I’d rip a couple of doubles at least. I’m not saying that in jest – I literally thought I’d have 1.000 batting average with three or four scored runs. Man, I’m such an arrogant [bleep]!

I held it together pretty good for the team, but as I came home, I drove in utter silence, shell-shocked. I know that it’s not that big a deal. And I wasn’t even that concerned about what those guys thought of me. (It’s not like they’re going to invite me back; clearly.) But it is merely the fact that I have this idea that I should be good at everything I do, regardless of how much I practice. It shouldn’t matter that I haven’t hit a ball in 10 years.  It’s hitting a ball. It’s like…walking. That’s how easy I considered hitting a slow pitch soft ball.

And there’s where the lesson comes in. You cannot expect to be proficient at that which you do not practice.  How vain, how ambitious, how conceited. It shows just how narcissistic I am as a natural man.

The interesting thing is that I turned on the radio right before turning into my neighborhood and there was this song on, “He’s not finished with me yet.” I didn’t think about it until I asked my wife why she thought God wanted me to be humiliated like that and she answered, “Maybe He’s not finished with you yet.”

Understatement of the year.

Anyhow, I suppose I have much to learn yet. And for the record, I will hit the batting cages for some BP just as soon as I have a minute. There I go again with time management.

A few pics to recap the last couple of days:

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(Day 104 started with a crustless gluten-free veggie quiche.)

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(Had a family trip to Publix – Ash-baby loves Publix. Especially since they gave him his first cookie ever.)

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(My Chick-fil-A run before my game – you guys are looking great! Ordered a 12-ct nuggets to prepare for my softball K’s. At least I didn’t go hungry.)

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(Colby & Skii waited on me and my sister on Day 105. I met Colby’s two other brothers as well!  Quite a moment for me. Kelly ordered a #5 and I had an Asian Salad the way I like it. I also used the first of my ten FREE entree passes that, as a VIP member, I’m required to give away as part of my VIP status. I was happy to use the first one on my sister and her son, Reid.)

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(Reid REALLY loved the Cookies & Cream milkshake mama had.)

The end.


Day 101 – Dreaming of Chicken Donuts

Day 101.

photo 2As this is an Every Day with Chick-fil-A blog, you’re probably wondering if they’re now serving donuts, going by my picture. A chicken donut. Hmmmm….with Chick-fil-A sauce?  Product development team, are you listening?

No, the above picture is from my 12:00 appointment earlier today. I was nominated by the boss (aka Liza) to do an All Things Pumpkin Dunkin’ Donuts taste-testing for Addicted to Saving so we can blog about it later. Admittedly, it’s a tough job, but somebody has to do it.

My favorite? Definitely the Pumpkin Pie Donut – in the words of the famed Keith Jackson, “Whoooooaa, Nelly.” It’s the one in the foreground below:

photo 1This appointment was in Tampa, and instead of hanging around there, I made the trek over the Courtney Campbell to sit down at a Panera and get some website work done. Liza then met me at our church so that little buddy could get his pictures taken for the baby dedication service coming up in November.  Unfortunately we were rushed and because I was trying to get him to smile, I don’t have any pics to share!

On the treacherous, wet-roaded, busy, crowded, crash-filled ride home (not us, other vehicles), we popped into Chick-fil-A and grabbed a #5 with GRILLED chicken. And much like the other night, I made a special concoction when I got home with some delicious, toasted, sweet bread dinner rolls from Publix, lathered-on Chick-fil-A sauce, Swiss cheese, and my grilled chicken.  Once again, an act of culinary magnificence played encore in my mouth:

photo 3The only problem with the above? I just made one.

(Side note – you can’t beat the fried chicken. The grilled is nice, but let’s be honest, when you go to Chick-fil-A, it’s for the peanut-oiled bathed delicacy of chicken that is second to none.)

Big thanks to my drive-thru peeps, Taylor and Jessica, and for the MacKenzie photobomb:

photo 4Now, please excuse me while I go dream about the chicken donut I expect for Chick-fil-A to have on the menu next year.

Day 100 – That Is All

Day 100.

I had really planned to make my 100th day of eating Chick-fil-A in a row (minus Africa) a special one….but, the day got away from me. Oh well.  In a way, I did have a couple special moments. I forgot my Chick-fil-A card at home because I left it in the other car, so that was special.  Fortunately, I’m kind of a regular around there, so Ethan hooked me up. Thanks buddy.

everydaywithchickfilaThe other reason the day turned into something special was the new ride in which I was able to make the trip. I went directly after Asher’s bath as it was pouring all day today, and I kept putting off the trip because I didn’t want to melt in the rain. One of the perks of being a blogger is you get to do cool reviews from time to time, and for the next 8 days we get to cruise around town in a 2014 Kia Sorento, which is completely loaded by the way. (Of course it is, we’re going to do a review about it!)  Here’s a nice look at it despite the rain:

everydaywithchickfila1I’ll be sure to post a link to our review once we’ve had a chance to thoroughly investigate.

So what did I get tonight?  Liza’s mom was over making her famous homemade sauce tonight, and since it’s my favorite food ever (except when Liza makes it of course), I thought it would be a good idea to eat that and just grab some cookies.  And since the cookies from Saturday’s trip are, well, gone, why not?  They’re huge, chocolaty, moist, and best when popped in the microwave for 15 seconds.

I also know that no Everyday Day with Chick-fil-A blog these days is complete without some Asher pics, so here is the little guy getting stuck yesterday. Dude, you can’t chase the cat into such tight quarters without an exit strategy. Dad did have to pick him up out of this mess:


Day 99 – A Family Saturday

Day 99.

When you own your own business and it happens to be an Internet business, Saturdays just don’t have the sex appeal they do for most people. I remember Saturdays as a kid in the fall, mom making pancakes and sausage as we enjoyed a leisurely morning, killing time until we could watch some college football.

Not so much these days.

The blog requires us to work on the weekends too, and we have a number of tasks that need to be done on Saturday morning. And now with Asher the Worm squiggling his way into our lives (and not sitting still for us ever), it means one person watches him while the other does the work that two used to do. Thankfully, we do have a gal who works for us on Saturday afternoons, and it’s been a huge blessing, because it allows us to at least get half a Saturday to relax.

We took full advantage on Day 99 of my Every Day with Chick-fil-A experience and went to Anclote Park, and Asher saw the ocean (well, Gulf of Mexico) for the first time.

everydaywithchickfilaLove this one with mama and Asher’s scrunchy face…need to get that kid some sunglasses:

photo 1This one is pretty priceless. Glad mama took this one of his first steps in the ocean:

everydaywithchickfila1After we had had enough at the park, we made our way to Chick-fil-A as a family.  Since there were two of us with VIP cards, we were able to get a 6-pack of Chocolate Oatmeal Cookies and split a #5 meal with a large waffle fry and a Coke (for those of you not in the know, a #5 is a 12-ct Chicken Nuggets).  Met a new friend at Chick-fil-A in Emily (below).  Austin tried to rabbit ears her pic but he was just a little late (you can see the blurry arm ready to strike):

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Mama was sitting in the back to make sure little man didn’t fall asleep on the way home, and sure enough, he was begging for a little Chick-fil-A waffle fries.  Can you blame him?

photo 3I decided to make a little concoction when I got home.  We had bought some sweet bread dinner rolls on sale at Publix primarily for Asher to have some bread, so I decided to toast them, slather on some Chick-fil-A sauce and throw a little mozzarella cheese on.

One word: delish.

photo 3And that was our Saturday.  Work, park, Chick-fil-A, bed.

P.S. Amy Hinrichs, if you’re reading this, I haven’t forgot about the shower. 😉

Day 98 – An Asherpalooza of Pictures

Day 98.

Day 98 consisted of an early father-son run to Chick-fil-A, but not quite early enough to get breakfast.  What’s the deal with the 10:30 a.m. cutoff anyhow?  Does anyone really want lunch at 11:00? Then again, I am the type of guy that has coffee first thing, coffee second thing, and doesn’t usually eat his first meal until 11:00/11:30 anyhow.  Maybe it’s just me, but I wish Chick-fil-A would serve breakfast until 11:00.  Anyone with me?

Sandra was working early today, so thank you for the service of my [Asian Salad], which, as always, was amazing:

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The rest of the day was a lot of hanging with Asher, and since I could not sleep last night for the first time in a long time (fell asleep some time after 2:00 a.m.), I’m just going to give you an Asherpalooza of pictures from our time at the neighborhood lake/dock.

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(view of our lake on the boardwalk)

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(Asher loves his BOB)

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(I’ve got a monkey on my booty)

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(Asher loves to bear crawl – he’s gonna stand up any day)

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(Asher puts his mouth on everything – like the wood)

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(Asher puts his mouth on my shoe)
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(Asher about to put a stick in his mouth – sorry for the finger photobomb)
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(The stick tastes good, dada)
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(What’s behind me guys?)
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(I’m outta here dudes)

Day 97 – Predictably Uneventful

Day 97.

It was a pretty uneventful day, just like my meal choice this evening – an Asian Salad with extra wontons and almonds (no oranges). I know, Mr. Predictable. The funny thing is, I used to be the king of being unpredictable, but with maturity, I have come to believe it’s far better to be predictable.

Obviously what meal I get at Chick-fil-A has no lasting consequences. (Well, unless you eat there every day, so maybe I just invalidated the point I’m trying to make.)  But the real point is, I would rather people know what to expect from me than to always be a wild card in somebody’s eyes. I’m not talking about playing it safe.  In fact, I would argue that it could be a good thing to be predictably high on life and adventurous.  No, what I’m talking about is a certain volatility that comes with immaturity. That used to be me. I hope it no longer is. Guess you’d have to ask my wife about that one, however. 😉

As for today, it started with something you just love to see:


In case you’re wondering, I get this whether I F8 and start in Safe Mode, Safe Mode Command Prompt, Safe Mode with Networking, and whatever other Safe Modes you can think of. My buddy Jake’s brother is a whiz at computer cleanup, so he’s going to try to help me tomorrow, just in case you were wondering. I have most my files backed up on an external hard drive, but there is one particular file (all my passwords) that would be nice to retrieve, as it’s not completely updated in my last backup. There’s nothing worse than having to figure out a bunch of passwords, am I right?

I took that in stride though, and had a nice morning with Asher, which included a run in the BOB.  And since I know most people look at this blog for pictures of Asher, now would be the appropriate time:

everydaywithchickfila1(Asher has become very proficient in the walker. Note the Cheerio on the floor. ) 


(Asher scrunchy face. Louie photobomb.)

Went to bible study tonight and left a little early so as to grab my Chick-fil-A, only to be greeted with this:

everydaywithchickfila3The line is literally around the building. I’m telling you, I’ve never seen a fast food restaurant as packed as Chick-fil-A, no matter what the time of day is. At the small survey of three tonight at bible study, we agreed that Chick-fil-A is easily the best fast food company; it’s clearly the most popular judging by the length of the drive-thru lines.

Since I couldn’t get my Asian Salad on the way, I got it on the way home. Ryan #2 was on the microphone tonight, so many thanks my friend:

everydaywithchickfila4Now I’m chilling with the Eagles and Chiefs on the NFL Network.

Thank you, Brighthouse. You’ve done something right.

Day 96 – An Almost Wordless Wednesday & Asher’s First Taste of Chick-fil-A

Day 96.

It’s a wordless Wednesday (well, almost wordless).  Thanks to Sandy and the crew for your service today as I ordered a #5 meal with grilled chicken and a large waffle fries. Great pic!

everydaywithchickfilaNow, on to the Asher videos……

Asher eating Chick-fil-A for the first time (waffle fries):

Asher has all of the sudden started being picky about his food, including some of the leftover grilled nuggets. Take a look-see:

Day 95 – Welcome to Parenthood

Day 95.

My Facebook friends know how this day went. I’ll just paste my response earlier for those of you who aren’t in the know:

everydaywithchickfilaThe day didn’t start out that poorly actually, even if little man did wake us up at 5:45 a.m. I’m usually up that early anyhow, but I’m still struggling to get caught up on sleep since that first [forgettable] week where all he did was cry. We got a 3 mile jog in with the BOB and a Dunkin Donuts run around 9 a.m. Darnit if that kid didn’t try to fall asleep on me with one mile left to go in our trip.  So, what’s a guy to do? I know the way to Asher’s heart, and it’s through his stomach.

Yes, Asher did have his first taste of a Dunkin Donuts Glazed Stick.

The rest of the day was just chaos, as captured in my Facebook post above. But it was awesome to read everyone’s responses, and I know I’m in good company.  Parenting isn’t for the faint of heart.

To add insult to injury, we had to get all cleaned up for pictures at our church for baby dedication day, and as we’re on the way to the church (a 50 minute drive), we get a call saying it’s been cancelled. Ugh.

So we decided to make Chick-fil-A out of chicken poo (old coaching terminology), and made a family trip to the restaurant to which this blog is dedicated.  I grabbed the Asian Salad (of course) and Liza got the Cobb. I have to say, I don’t know if Colby made my salad or not, but it was the bomb! I mean, it’s good every time, but it was special this evening.   I forgot to tell them to give me extra wontons and almonds, but no worries, Colby had my back.  Thanks to him and Sandy for the service today (nice photobomb again, Ryan #2 – I love it!):

everydaywithchickfila1Since Liza’s mom works at the salon right across from Chick-fil-A, we popped in for a surprise visit.

everydaywithchickfila3Then it was home for dinner, bath, and a family walk.  And by family, I am including our precious pooch Louie, who has about zero going-for-a-walk skills. Here he is taking me for a walk!

everydaywithchickfila4All in all, even with the crazy start, it was a good day.


P.S. I didn’t spellcheck or proofread this. Sorry in advance for the errors.