Man In The Moon

The Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle is a manifestation of the Observer Effect. The idea is that the act of observation will create changes in the phenomenon being observed. This is already starting to happen to me because of this blog. Let me explain:

The other night as I was sitting behind my wife waiting for her to finish something on the computer so I could get back to it, I got a little bored. I picked up a nearby hair band and started aiming it at the back of her head as if I were going to fire it at her. I know, it’s stupid. My daughter saw me and immediately said, “You are going to slip and have a whole new post to write for your blog.” See what I mean?

Now that I’ve written about a few embarrassing events here, my family has decided to “help me” by giving me ideas for new material. It’s now become their favorite pastime to dredge up every single embarrassing event they can think of and then laugh about it to no end.

• “Remember the time dad was riding the grocery basket out of the store and flipped the whole thing over in the parking lot and we hid from him while he had to pick it all back up in front of everyone?”
• “Remember the time his crown fell out at the swimming pool and he was diving around looking for it and that kid had to help him find his tooth so he could go home and superglue it back into place?”
• “Remember that time we got lost in San Francisco for four hours and finally had to force dad to get directions from the guy at the gas station and it turned out that the guy didn’t speak English?”

Believe me, there’s a lot more, but you get the idea. The very act of writing this blog has changed various aspects of my life. Knowing that nearly any given situation might become the subject of a blog post here makes everyone–myself included–think more about what we say and do. There’s less natural reaction–if that makes any sense at all–and more thought-out reactions. I wonder if this happens to comedians as well.

It creates a kind of unreal home-life wherein everyone seems to be waiting for someone else to do something.  It’s like a game of Jenga where each person tries to pull out the block that will make the next person mess up.  I’m not complaining, mind you.  It just takes some getting used to.

Blogging about my life accomplishes several things for me:

• It relaxes me and puts me in a good mood.
• It allows me to look at things from a different perspective.
• It forces me to see the humor in almost any situation.
• It gives me new people to talk with.
• etc., etc., etc.

By the way,  I want to say a special thank you to all of you that are still coming here even though I haven’t posted anything for the last ten days.  Another recent change in my life is that I got a brand new client with a huge web project that’s taken a lot of my time.  I will really try to make sure that I don’t let those kinds of gaps happen here any more.  It’s that whole real-life thing that I mentioned previously. Now, if you’ve read all the way down here, then you get to know that I have a few videos that I’m working on for some upcoming posts.  One of them will actually show me–just in case you were ever curious about what I look like.  So, stay with me, and I’ll make up for my absence.

Lesson Learned:

If you don’t blog new stuff regularly, people stop coming.

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I have to apologize for my absence the last few days. Believe it or not, it has to do with the snow again–only this time for an entirely different reason. If you look at the picture of the front of my house that I’ve included with this post, then you’ll see my front steps. Those steps tried to eat me. Let me explain:

When I arrived home a few nights ago, I was climbing those steps and took a bad fall. It seems that nature played a little trick on me and hid some ice under that snow. I was about to take the very last step to the top when the whole world suddenly flipped over.

From what I can tell and put together from memory, it seems that both my feet suddenly slid forward through the back of the steps while all of the rest of me flipped over backwards. There I was hanging backwards on the steps with all my weight torquing both feet up under the top step and wedging them in place while I’m screaming bellowing in pain.

By all rights, I should have broken both ankles and at least one arm and possibly my neck while cracking my skull open. Instead, I have two spranged ankles, and my left knee is twisted up and hurting pretty bad. Amazingly, though, nothing’s broken. Obviously, I won’t be walking for a while.

Of all the things I’m most thankful for after surviving that, I’m especially grateful to my closest neighbor. It just so happens that he’s a volunteer firefighter, local EMT, and ambulance driver. He heard me scream cry out and came to my rescue. My wife and daughter couldn’t get me up off the stairs. With his help, I managed to get inside out of the freezing snow and get my legs up. As embarrassing it felt at the time, I can’t imagine how long I would have been stuck out there without his help.

After a quick checkover and my repeated insistence that nothing was broken except my dignity, I was left on the couch to hurt and try and recover. That’s when I suddenly remembered the reason I had been in such a hurry. (Yep, you guessed it.) I needed to go to the bathroom…really bad. I was fifteen feet away and had no chance to make it alone. It required the assistance of both my wife and my oldest daughter to get me in there.

It was an extremely painful experience just getting there and getting myself into a position that allowed me to do what I had to do. However, it seems that once I had finished the necessities that had driven me there, I made a horrible discovery. I wish that I could say that it was something manly like a broken bone or blood gushing out of my leg or something like that. But no…not me. Instead, I discovered that my underwear which had fallen down around my ankles was now far beyond my reach. Anything that required me to bend my legs or body was out of the question.

At this point I began doing what any man in such a situation would do–I mean besides whining–I tried to figure out exactly how my wife was going to use this circumstance against me when I called her in for help. I mean, you gotta figure that I was going to be offering her carte blanche rights to cause me extreme humiliation–and possibly even pain. So I ran through the list:

“Now, let me see, is she currently mad at me? Not that I know of. Okay, not very reassuring.

Is she currently on her period? God help me!!! But, no, I’m okay there.

Is she currently angry at children or anyone else that might result in spillover anger directed at me? Not that I know of. Okay, again, not very reassuring.” At this point in my musings, I was seriously considering calling an ambulance for help, but I kept on.

“Let’s see, have I told her I love her today. Yes. Oh, good, that’s good.

Have I said it more than once? Yes. Oh, very good.

Have I told her she’s beautiful today? Yes. Excellent!

Have I told her more than once? No. Oh, crap. Too late now.” By this time, my legs were thumping, my hands were starting to shake, and I was in extreme pain. I had no choice anymore. I had to call her in to help me.

“Honey, can you come in here?”

Immediately, I heard my daughter in the living room burst out laughing and my wife comes up outside the bathroom door and answers me in an uncharacteristically super-sweet voice, “Yes, dear.”

Oh, God, they know!

To make a long story short–if it’s not too late for that already–she helped me and got me out of there and into bed. Anyway, it’s been a long and embarrassing trip (no pun intended) from that top step the other day to posting this today. I hope that this message finds you in better condition. Take care, and be careful out there.

Lesson Learned:

A few compliments a day goes a heck of a long way.

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Hey, folks, sorry to have missed you all for a few days, but we’ve been dealing with a lot of snow here. It comes with living way up in the mountains. (I’ve included a picture of my back yard.)

Here’s a little ditty that’s been getting me through these cold days:

Blogging through the snow,
Making spirits bright.
Oh, what fun it is to go
Blogging through the night.

Jingle bells, blogging’s swell
When it’s cold outside.
Power’s on, but not for long.
Keeping warm and dry.

Okay, it’s not that great, but the point is that I’ve been thinking about being here and posting something. It’s just that “real life” keeps getting in the way. Annoying, isn’t it?

Getting the kids to school is a problem now. Shoveling the deck, stairs, and walkways is hard work. (That’s why I have a nice cup of hot cocoa ready for them when they finish. ) The propane tank has to be kept filled, which costs way more than it should. Etc., etc., etc.

While I’ve been busy, the comments have piled up. That’s a really good thing, but now I have to catch up. There is something that I have to say, though, that I’ve been dreading:

Not Awards

I really appreciate my readers thinking of me, but it seems that a current trend running through many blogs is the tendency to give “awards” that are not really awards. I don’t want to alienate anyone, but an “award” that requires the “winner” to pass it along and link to numerous other sites is not an award; it’s a link exchange.

I believe that those who’ve given it to me (loislane26 and gamingtips ) are sincere in their offer and actually believe that they’re helping me, but I’m trying very hard to keep this site from becoming a link farm. I even edit comments that come with multiple links.

It’s an honor to have so many people comment here, and it’s a special honor that those who’ve offered this are ones who really believe that I deserve an award. I hope they’ll understand why I can’t accept it. I apologize, and I hope that they’ll continue to come here.

Reviews

On a more positive note, Kat (of Review Me TODAY!) has written a wonderful review of my site. (Like I’d actually mention it here if it was a bad one.)

Man In The Moon is a funny blog about “a lone man in a female world of flowers, chick flicks, periods, and puberty…” Every few days we get a new post on being a man in a woman’s world.
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Youthmystique had this to say:

Found on loislane26’s site, youthmystique.

The blogger writes about what life is like being a man surrounded by females. I guess us girls can be a bit to handle sometimes so I can empathize with him. (Basically, during that “special” time of the month.)

I hope that this post finds you all well and not getting too overwhelmed by the winter weather. Take care.

Lesson Learned:

Stay on top of things or they’ll pile up on you.

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