13 Fun, Easy Steps on Hanging a Vertical Tire Swing

Materials you will need: a durable rope, an old tire, drill, a strong tree limb, and don't forget your camera!!

Materials you may end up using when it's all said and done: a ladder, an old sock, rocks, golf balls, duct tape, weak twine string, scissors, a metal rake, your wife, a can of Sprite,
a can of spray paint, a small table and a flash light. (Try hanging a tire swing and you'll see just what I'm talking about)

Losing A Loved One

Death is just one of those things that you can never get used to. And it seems like every time you encounter it, the feeling is like something you have never experienced before. That lump in your throat you feel when you get the call that another loved one has passed away.  Or the tears that build in your eyes as you're driving to the nursing home....that's something that you just will never get used to. I experienced death today.

1 Very Simple Idea for Date Night

I remember the good 'ol days of dating. You know, spearmint fresh breath, dressing in your Sunday's best, and oh yes....the finest of dining. I mean, it was almost a job in itself to find a place for some good chow that wouldn't leave a dent in your pocket by the end of the night. 

I thought people go South for Spring Break

The weather in Chicago has been amazing. Ok. I need to step into the confession booth for a minute. We don't actually live in Chicago. We don't even live that close to Chicago. It's kinda funny because when we randomly meet people when we're out and about, and they're all "Oh, where you guys from?" And we're all "Chicago." And they're all "Oh for real? I'm from Chicago. Where in Chicago are you from?" It's then that we have to explain. Our explanation most of the time is followed by the person hysterically laughing and reminding us..."Y'all aint from Chicago!" So yes, we aint from Chicago. There. 

We're actually about 45 minutes north in a town that is known for a number of things. None which I care to share right now. Most people I graduated from high school with all call it Wack-Town. But other people call it Waukegan.

Hello World!!

I don't even know where to begin. No, I really don't. Jenn and I have been talking about starting one of these blog thingys, but never had the guts. But in the last 72 hours somehow, somewhere, somebody delivered us some.