This morning we were woke up to the sounds of a electrical transformer self destructing and the blue light shows that follows. Then the lights were completely out in our house and several of our neighbors. This was at 2:00 am this morning. We were alble to get back to sleep till the Little Boy woke up, which was at about 6:00am. The Little Boy was excited about getting to use flashlights and candlelight for the first hour or so. We started a fire in the fireplace and gathered around it for warmth and light. I also happens to be really sick with some cold/flu thing that has my head about ready to explode with snot. So my mood may not have been as happy happy joy joy as it could of been, but I mananged. One of the things you have to know is that our stovetop and oven are both electric so food was a bit of a problem. So I took a bunch of meds and we went to starbucks and yes the coffee was worth the drive! Sitting there in the lights of the Starbucks, we came up with a plan of action. We would go back to the house I would take more meds and then I would take the Little Boy to the morning matinee. Well that went as well as it could. The Little Boy and I come home and the power still wasn't on. I didn't expect it to be, as Edison had told us that it wouldn't be on till about 3pm. Well this was just about 1pm when we got home, and the 21st Century Kid had what can only be described as a meltdown. Crying and angry, kicking at the dog or any other creature he could without getting in trouble. As the meltdown was starting to subside an amazing thing happened the lights came back on. And the 21st Century Kids had power again.

Did you know that when a Panda sneezes it sounds like a huge squeaky toy? Seriously

So I am born and raised here in LA, so cold is not something I am use too. Apparently our building at work. I've turn the heater up and it still like only 60 degree. All I can think is Dr. Evil saying "I'm freaking freezing in here."

So Monday was my official 5 year anniversary at work. Its amazing to me that I've been there that long. When I first started I was only suppose to be a temp for a month, but things worked out and I'm now 5 years into it. When I first started things were very different, I've been able to invoke a lot of change in how we handle the Website and Online Banking.  2001 to Present so far so good.

Tonight we were watching TV together, watching the Little Boy's favorite show AFV. Halfway though the show a commercial came on that had me laughing so hard I almost cried. However the Little Boy looked at me and said, "I don't think that is funny" at all. Apparently 6 year olds can tell when a commercial is making fun of them too!. Check it out and tell me what you think.

Now after hearing the title of this post, the Little Boy would remind me that we should not use the word "stupid", because as he would say "If you call yourself stupid you can hurt your own feelings." Which he actually did once, and of course he cried because he had hurt his own feelings, but I digress. So with the stress of the week, I've been trying to be good, not eat any of the literally tons of delicious looking wheat products that have been brought over by friends. I've been good, my Beautiful Wife has been the dutiful Wheat Nazi. She sees me looking at the cake or pie longingly and gives me a smile and then says "No Wheat for You!". So yesterday, I thought, what the heck, I've been good, we are out and about at Disneyland and I've been walking for three hours, an order of McDonald's French Fries will taste good and can't hurt me too much. Even though I've seen Super Size Me and have read Fast Food Nation, I was about to rationalize this as something "okay" (imagine I used quotation fingers right then). First off, let me warn you, Disneyland only has the Super Size me, Meal Replacement, is that a bucket or a cartoon of French Fries size. So I eat what I later find out to be 580 calories worth of french fries. Now to give you a comparison on this, a In-N-Out Double Double Protein Style is 520 calories. Yeah, I know, right! So I eat this gianormous container of fries and they taste good and everything-thing. Then about 20 minutes later my stomach starts to hurt. I recognize this particular pain, this is the you've eaten wheat and now you must pay pain, I know it to well. So I have a little talk with my body about this.
 
Me: Dude, I just ate french fries, potatos, you know POTATOS, no wheat really!
Body: We are inclined to disagree, there was wheat in that last meal in which you partook.
Me: No Man, they were french fries, you know Frenchie Fries, the stuff you loved as a kid.
Body: Well I'm not going to argue with you, especially when I am right, I tell you what, when we get home tonight, go online and look up what was in those "french fries", that is all.

So I did look it up, if you can spend the ten minutes it takes to navigation McDonald's site, you will find the nutrional information and ingredients for most of the food. So I looked up Large French Fries of course what did I find "Contains derivatives of wheat and dairy." D'oh, Stupid French Fries!