Two of my favourite things: Cheesy snacks and Despicable Me 2.
Check out this video to see the mischief that the Despicable Me 2 minions cause when Gru Laboratories introduces a cheesy weapon that converts ordinary Cheetos into Cheetos Mix-Ups, a grab bag of four flavorful shapes – Salsa Picante, Chipotle Cheddar, Jalapeño Cheddar and Cheddar.
If you are also a fan of the adorable minions, you will love watching the little aliens cause mischief as they unwittingly unleash the latest weapon from Gru’s Laboratories.
Here is a meal that is perfect for Father’s Day. Tangy and sweet chicken wings cooked low and slow on the Big Green Egg.
I have not cooked wings yet and over the first year of having an Egg, I have to say, chicken is probably my favourite meat to cook. So it is kind of shocking that I have not tried wings as I sure love eating them.
Part of my hesitation was always the preparation of cutting the tips off. I just did not enjoy it.
So when I saw packs of chicken wings with the tips already cut off on sale at the grocery store last weekend, I went for it.
My family and I are sure glad I did.
Here is my recipe for chicken wings on the Big Green Egg.
As a dad currently on parental leave from my job in marketing, I have become very aware of the topic of dads staying home, while moms are going out and becoming the primary bread-winners. I am also becoming very aware of how the dads who do take leave from work are being treated in the business world.
The bottom line is, there is still a long way to go to even come close to how it is an accepted norm for moms.
Companies of all sizes need to better accept and welcome dads who want to do paternity leave. It is as simple as that.
The PL stands for Parental Leave, which I am currently doing for six months.
Today was one of the more fun days I have had with the boys in some time. It was raining all day, so that meant I had to get creative. I did not want Harry just watching TV shows and getting annoyed that he could not go out and ride his bike. The idea came to me this morning. We were going camping.
Harry does not go to preschool on Wednesday and it turns out that tends to be the day they do fun stuff. Today it was going to be PJ and movie day. He was bummed. So I had to make a day just as fun for him here.
My parents bought him a 2-man tent last year and we had yet to use it. I have been waiting for a string on nice days to put it in the yard. Well, I could not wait anymore. We set it up in the living room and went camping for the day.
Pretty cool for Day 50 on the PL. Wow 50 days already? Do I get a gold watch?
The PL stands for Parental Leave, which I am currently doing for six months.
It is a rainy Wednesday morning over here, one boy is napping and one is watching a show. The perfect time to catch up on yesterday. I was pretty drained last night for some reason and the thought of sitting at the computer was painful. So what did I do? I sat at the computer last night and instead of blogging, I participated in a Twitter chat with other dads. I had never done that and it was pretty interesting. It certainly was a great way to interact and add to my followers list. Anyways, then I went downstairs and watched the Spurs put a 36-point beat down on the LeBron James and the Heat. Great way to end the day.
The weather was dull and Charlie was pretty content to hang around the house for the day. Not an exciting day on the PL, but it was fun.
This is not me. I would never try to type on a hardwood floor with my kids.
It is a few days before Father’s Day. The day where marketing companies, giant brands and your RSS feed tells you that you better be doing something for your dad or else.
Growing up Father’s Day to me was a day to let dad take it easy, do whatever he wanted and to just kick back and forget the daily grind. But I also remember my dad wanting to have a pretty normal family day instead. Sunday’s were kind of like that all year round. Mother’s Day and Father’s Day were never made to be this big thing for me. Maybe that is why I grew up thinking the way I do.
Why does dad (or mom) only get to be spoiled and celebrated one day a year? That kind of day can happen all year long. Not just on a day that we are told to do it.
Outside of my kids and my wife, the Big Green Egg is one of my most favourite things.
It was just over a year ago when that beautiful green piece of art was dropped on my deck. The joy and great food it has provided us cannot even be measured. The price was steep but in a short time, the Big Green Egg has already paid for itself (in my opinion).
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Our Big Green Egg Journey
I am a lucky guy. My wife bought it for me last year after I toilet trained our son. Yep, you heard me. She bought me the best BBQ/smoker you can buy to show her appreciation. So not only do I have the best wife going, I also have the best BBQ.
For those who are unfamiliar with the Big Green Egg, it is an all-in-one cooking machine. It is a smoker, a grill, an oven, and a piece of art. Regardless of whether there is smoke funneling out of it, people stop and stare at it on my deck. I should mention there is a walking trail behind our house.
The smell of meat and wood chips radiates for what seems like miles. Neighbours certainly know when I am cooking a feast.
The PL stands for Parental Leave, which I am currently doing for six months.
Monday, Monday, why did you come so darn fast. The weekend was a blitz. Today felt long and I even had moments of feeling like I was losing it. My patience was running thin and thankfully I made it until Katie got home. It was a tiring day on the PL. Charlie had me up before 6 am and then there was little chance to recover as both boys were not that into napping. At least the Magic School Bus kept things calm for a bit. The weather was sunny for the most part and that made for a lot of outside time. It must have worked because once the boys were put to bed, they were not heard from again.
