Category Archives: Photo of the Week or Month

The End of Summer

Ava pointing to Ava.

Kaya, geez, will you stop the crying?

My lovely wife, Terry, and the girls.

PUMPKINS: After a fine weekend on Whidbey Island with the Grandparents, the Powell family stopped at a Pumpkin patch and did the cute little girls and pumpkin thing, you know…pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins cute cute cute.

Kaya, however, shore don’t like them pumpkin patches, as seen in this “Kaya crying with pumpkinphoto from the very first Notes blog post. Seems like she still has her pumkinphobia.

FAN APPRECIATION: That same morning, by serendipity, while having coffee and pastries at a local cafe, a man approached us and offered tickets to the Seattle Mariners baseball game on the last day of the season, Fan Appreciation Day. All children would get a gift. The seats, too, were prime, on the left field foul line, fifth row. Giddy-up! So we returned to Seattle, I dropped my wife and Kaya at home, and recorded the game.

I remember going to the Kingdome as a kid to Seattle Mariners promotions when they actually gave you something…a baseball bat, a ball, a helmet. Do you know what Ava & Gia got? A cheap Mariner Moose poster. Harumph! I guess the Mariners skimp so they can pay bozos like Milton Bradley and Casey Kotchman. However, despite the awful Mariners play I remain loyal, just as I would with friends and family. I don’t stop loving them because they have a bad year.

Gia and the “Baseball Princess”

THE BASEBALL PRINCESS: We arrived late, the game had started, and no sooner did we enter then a ball was hit our way, the ball girl (I told the girls she was a “Baseball Princess”) scooped it up and gave it to another girl in the first row. I told Ava & Gia maybe they could get a ball, and Gia and I went down to talk to the Baseball Princess (Ava was afraid and remained in her seat). The Baseball Princess promised Gia that she’d get the next one. Unfortunately, not one was hit her way the rest of the game. Gia probably asked over 500 times when she would get her ball. Despondent when we left sans ball, she kept asking, but hopefully the cotton candy and other treats pacified.

Kaya, you love baths, don’t you? Now we just gotta cure your fear of pumpkins.

AVA & GIA ON TV: So we get home and I go to the TV and find us on the recording. The girls loved seeing themselves on the screen. Ever since going Hollywood, though, during the baseball playoffs and World Series, Gia thinks she’s on TV somewhere in the crowd, and bombards me with, “Dad, where are we sitting?” I tell her, “The game’s in New York. We’re not there.” Two minutes later she says, “Dad, where are we sitting?”

KAYA, BATHS, & PUMPKINS: Kaya, like most babies, or at least baby Ava & baby Gia, hated baths. She just cried everytime she got stuck in a tub. But she’s learned to love baths…as the photo on the right shows.

Happy Hallowe’en to All!

Photo of the Month: Khutwa, Oman

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Pillow Wars and the Vajingo Monologues

Is Kaya hungry? Wet diaper? Does she want a nap? No. The reason for her misery comes from an unexpected source.

Far away from those vile pillows, Kaya's mood has changed considerably.

THE UNKNOWN WAR: Why is baby Kaya crying? Does it have anything to do with her proximity to those pillows? Are those pillows toxic? Do they smell? No! They’re elite pillows, and are at the center of one of the lesser known modern conflicts, the Pillow War.

Though my beloved wife is always right, after six plus years of marriage I am still not used to the so-called ‘Decorative Pillow’. What is that? It’s a pillow that is to be looked at and not used. Unbelievable? I thought so. Check this out…You place it at the head of the bed or on the sofa and the fancy little flowers must point to the ceiling and the cutesy little stems must point toward the floor. And at night you throw the pillows on the floor. I’m not joking.

My in-laws often tell me, ‘Would you rather be happy or right?’ Since I’m never right, I’ve decided to shoot for happiness, part of this is making a better than half-ass effort to lose pillow-tude and obey the pillow regulations. Also, I figured this was just a peculiar quirk of my wife, but then I found out she is not the only person in the world who thinks pillows have an intrinsic aesthetic value.  Most women (and even a few men…the wimpy metrosexuals!) ascribe to this sort of CHAOS (Cleanliness, Health, Appearance, Order, and Safety).

My lovely wife, cozy and fast asleep, secure in the fact the pillows are on the floor and far removed from my hairy sweaty body.

Girls! You are in BIG BIG trouble!

SEXISM IN CAKE’S LYRICS:  Is the hit ‘Short Skirt Long Jacket’ sexist? (See the Cake Video)  Or does it just point out a double standard that exists? Namely, that even a high-powered and successful woman has to deal with being a sex symbol. And just what would a feminist think?

KAYA SAVES 34 YEAR-OLD WOMAN:  And now a feel-good story. We received word from Swedish Hospital that the stem cells harvested from Kaya during her birth last spring (at the equinox, no less), will be used in a potentially life-saving procedure.

My wife with 3-month-old Kaya.

Aunt Tracy with Ava & her son Elliot

THE VAJINGO MONOLOGUES: Because I’m around women so often they forget I’m there. And thus I get to be the proverbial ‘fly on the wall’. My wife and sister-in-law freely talk, and one word that makes a common appearance is ‘vajingo’. Example, “I still can’t believe a baby ever came out of my vajingo.” (I stopped calling my penis ‘Bob’  after I graduated from high school…unfortunately, it was ten years after)


PHOTO of the WEEK: Scarlet Sky.


Filed under Feminist Issues, Photo of the Week or Month, Politically Incorrect, Safety), Sexism, Sexist Stay-at-home Father

Adolescent Barflies


Fake I.D. gets Gia into the bar

Ava has asked for a dirty martini. Will she get away with her wascally plan?

THE GROTTO:  Over the weekend our family stopped in Leavenworth, a faux Bavarian village in the Cascade mountains. We stayed at The Sleeping Lady, a very nice resort with a great bar, The Grotto. However, they are not too careful about serving alcohol to minors.

Baby Kaya aroused suspicions when she climbed up on the barstool

Dad turned his head for a second, and evidently the girls snuck into The Grotto. They might have been able to pull it off, too, were it not for Kaya.

Dad & Ava

Dad finally arrived to explain the confusion.

TAX SEASON! My wife has already begun to panic. No procrastinator, she wants them done by Valentine’s Day. Or else!

My lovely wife with Ava at The Sleeping Lady spa

MYSTERIOUS POO:  The other night I met an acquaintance who told me about his sixteen year-old daughter who completed a project on the Holocaust. It seems unimaginable that our peanuts will someday be that sophisticated. Every other day Ava or Gia leaves a log in the toilet. When I ask who’s the culprit they both deny. Thus I must bring them into the bathroom, present the evidence, and interrogate. I block the entrance and threaten ‘no donuts for a week’ or some other mortifying prospect until one of them flushes.

And now try and FIND THE BABY!

Find the Baby!

OVER WHAT? UNDER WHO? My wife is a whiz in the corporate world, and has mastered the language. One of her favorite sayings is, “Under promise and over deliver.” I’m still learning after six plus years of marriage. For example, I tell her I’ll make a cup of morning coffee and bring it down to her on the Q.T. Fifteen minutes laters up she comes as I’ve forgotten completely about the coffee. That’s what’s called, “OVER PROMISE & UNDER DELIVER.”  (Sorry ’bout that, Terry, love you and I’ll be on it next time…though I still haven’t started on the taxes)

我爱中文酷! And introducing my Chinoku game 我愛中文酷!:

Chinoku: The Original Chinese Sudoku Game


SUPER BOWL PREDICTION: Indianapolis 37 New Orleans 21 (I’m mildly rooting for New Orleans. Also of interest: The Who at halftime, and the Man Crunch vs. Tim Tebow controversy)

PHOTO of the WEEK: Market, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia


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