rubber ducky your so fun...

i will have you know i am currently sitting in my bathtub... and blogging. now before you run screaming from your computer at the horror your mind has conceived, it may please you to know the tub is dry and i am fully clothed.

but why?

why indeed.

have you ever been attacked? what about attacked with love? love? er, affection...? hmm i dont know what you might call it but it seems like some sort of unavoidable unpredictable onslaught of crazy good things that pounce at me against my will. ok so maybe attack doesnt fit here but its the best this little vocabulary of mine can do. i need a word that means attack but doesnt come with the negative connotation.

so if it were just an occasional random happening of unexplainable generous things happening to us i might be less suspicious while still totally appreciative. But it seems that certain people have obviously been going way out of their way to do unthinkable kinds of fun crazy exciting stuff all to often that frankly leads me to believe that they are completely intentionally and methodically spoiling us.

and so long story short, here i sit in my tub, literally, and i must say im quite enjoying myself, just in shock and denial and shock at the coolness of my new found geekyness. i am but a young padawan and great are the tasks ahead of me if i wish to join the ranks of geeky greatness. but my masters are wise in their years and soft in their hearts.

thanks guys

your cool.

Congratulations Mr. Gadget

It was a really tough decision i have to admit. believe me when i tell you it was no small task sifting through the hours worth of contest entries... but its all come down to one lucky man. Mr. Gadget! and just in case your wondering, no his affiliation with we superhero people has no influence on my decision. Its just as simple as this, who could possible pass up such an offer as his?

well, it looks like ill be on vacation for a while so dont fret if i seem scarce. im only working myself to death. for meatballs.

look out weekend fun cause here i come!

Contest time!!!!!

i should be sleeping. the problem is that my schedule varies from time to time and when i have already fallen asleep for a short time and my wife asks me questions i have no problem answering them. i also have no idea what shes talking about. when a series of questioning starts out like... " what time you gettin up" i reply 5:15. next question is something like "are you going to bed or do you want to stay on the couch?" and the answer is. . . . sausage, thanks.

one would think that at that time a red flag would go up and you may realize that the person with whom you are speaking is no longer present and you may as well ask these same questions to yourself as you will have some conscious reasoning available to you even though you dont know the answer. i on the other hand have no credibility after sleepy time and then i end up awake and with nothing to do but blog. and eat. both of which are on the top of my fun list but are not nearly as beneficial as sleeping.

speakin of eatin, is it weird to have pizza for breakfast? well of course not duh. that was actually a set up question. i mean if you can eat pizza for breakfast why not bread sticks with peppercinni peppers and a side of yogurt. then to complete the whole breakfast experience captain crunch berries washed down with some vanilla coke. i knew you would understand.

so due to my fiercely competitive spirit i too will be having a contest to give away. and in proper competitive form my gift will be far better than my wifes. As you know i am a highly skilled and hard to acquire handy man who could really help with those projects youve been meaning to get to for the last five years. i can take them out like yesterdays garbage.

so you prize will be a full five day work week brought to you by yours truly in which time i will build remodel revamp redecorate or clean anything and everything. you name it!

thats right folks, and heres how to win....

if you live in a moderately tropical island zone of some sort and have extra room for my wife and kids (thadbefovum) and are willing to pay to have us flown to your island pick us up from the airport let us borrow your minivan when convenient and pay me 30 dollars an hour for the labor i would be providing to you (cause im such a nice guy) then you win!....uh, er, i mean that your chances of winning are significantly better than the rest! not that i would be rigging the contest or anything.

off to work now.

good luck to all contestants, i will announce the winner tomorrow.

I long to post post-haste for too long

my bloging is dying due to a lack of time. my schedule has brought on a severe case of notimeforblogpostitis. it may be fatal. in an effort to stay a drift until the professionals devise some sort of genius plan of action i will be making smallish posts and hope for the best.

i was thinking today about the poor unfortunate souls unfortunate enough to get caught doing something i find amusing. i mean it in a very specific sense... one that certainly does not apply everyone but to people in particular that find themselves into my vocabulary.

not just their name. but them really. thats why its funny to me and apparently why i say it so often... but anyways since you have no idea what i am talking about yet let me explain.

there are people i have known in my life who will forever until i die represent certain behavior in the form of their name. when i find someone telling a story about how about thier "cousin" i will call that pullin a brian. because in the case of brian he has no cousin or experience with the matter but needed a subject for speaking about something he doesnt know for a fact but wants you to believe it but not think his opinion is stupid if yours is contrary. in his case the cousin is stupid and not him.

also if you were to try and make me believe that something happened and you have no idea how it happened but you not only know how it happened you actually made it happen yourself that would be a tim.

if you poop your pants at work -a Timmay


and in my vocabulary there are: a greg , the tony , the before mentioned a tim a Timmay and a brian, getting daved and joshin yah.... i know the last one is not original to me in saying but it has special meaning that makes me laugh when i say it.

these people are not really very dear to me but their names and the humorous behavior they represent in my life will always be a part of who i am. thank you to each and every one of you for your unfortunate mishaps and bad days and lack of character that bring me so much joy.

and to the rest of you beware. im always trying to expand my vocabulary.

sleepy

i am currently holding little guy whilst i type. he who was sleeping just long enough to make me believe i may get an afternoon nap while mama runs out to bring home the bacon. like actual bacon...from the store. she didnt like take up employment outside the home or anything.

at this stage in babyhood he is kinda inconsolable upon waking and finding no mother present. but we are working on it. my only real fear is that he may stir the other sleeping children who are currently running on E in the kiddie fuel tank. they have a big evening to come and need a little rest yet.

we superfriends totally owned the buffet once again after church today. what great fun. i cant help feeling like i take advantage of them them though( the restaruant owners). those poor folks never see it coming. first they see my little ones and wave their small meal fee apparently underestimating the damage they can do to the desert bar. then there is me. after plate number five and everyone begins to pat their bellies and moan as they recall the half-dozen or so things they could have done without i come back with yet another plate. modestly portioned but clearly full. it seems to go unnoticed by our company...two trips later i throw out any attempt to look modest or like i care about what im feeding myself. i return with only what tastes best and with as much as will possibly fit on my plate. as the waitress clears my pile of 12 plates shes probably thinking not only that the children should have been charged full price but that i was probably hiding buffet food in my shorts and under my shirt and in my wife's purse. dont get me wrong, im a large guy, but i dont think its possible to imagine that amount of food going into a person my size. whats more? i actually came home and had a snack before lying down and attempting to rest. sick right?

well mrs floyd has returned and i am intending to sleep some good digestive sleep so i bid you adieu.

good day

Today i actually struggled with what to say to y'all. I was thinking about what may be intriguing or comical to my small audience here. and while i thought a minute i realized something new. it had never occurred to me why the BLOG was such a big hit. but it has been truly satisfying to know that people enjoy (when im not being gross) reading what i have to say. i would have never guessed that i would enjoy writing or that anyone would care what i had to say.

but now i can hardly pass up the opportunity to put down in words something that will be read and appreciated by others.

well as i sit here listening to E.I. by Nelly on the pandora radio i cant help but recall some of my teenage years. i dont often revisits memories of yesteryear nor do i often partake in the genre of "gasgsta" music. but as i am familiar with nearly all types of music (totally love it all) i do occasionally like to get down wit it.

you may also be interested to know i love to dance. Crazy wild bohemian dancing is my thing. I have found that even without the influence of drugs or alcohol music just seems to communicate with my body... and so it moves.

wow what a week. sick people, time off work, working late with chocochip jan, dinner from friends (prepared for us at home and then purchased for us not at home), a huge package of diapers, more free homeschooling aids, and some picked and snapped and washed green beans. OH wow. shame on me for complaining about the work involved that i had no idea i would have no part in. and last but not least it is thursday and our house is CLEAN. like weally weally clean.

you may not know it but friday is our host a bible study night, and also grocery night, and also eat out night, and also a ridiculously terrible night to clean the house even a little just for bible studiers to gather on a clean floor in a cramped living room. friday is also the day mrs floyd spends almost the entire day away from the house which loosely translated means no bigmiddlelittle guys to trash it.

speaking of trashing the house. make no mistake about it, mrs. floyd can clean. with four kids 5 and under, two in diapers and one still nursing she can cook clean taxi doctor launder like nobodies business. the problem is these three and soon to be four little catastrophes we call our children. i mean that in the nicest sense possible. but sometimes the truth just is what it is. and they is catastrophes when it comes to housekeeping.

our house is small. and we are a large and ever growing family. recipe for disaster? maybe. but its what i love the most in this world. our family in our home. that always fits...

until next time!

answer to riddle- your word.
also apparently- a cold (thank you doug)
i didnt realize it was a multiple correct answer kind of riddle. now i know. : )

Rungs of a Ladder The rungs of a 10 foot ladder attached to a ship are 1 foot apart. If the water is rising at the rate of one foot an hour, how long will it take until the water covers over the ladder?...

SUPERFRIENDS

so you are already aware im sure of my superness. great feats of strength, crazy macgyver improvisation skills, and last but not least my super husbanding abilities. OH yeah! but what you may not have know (because only supers would know) is that one of the benefits of having super abilities are the circle of super friends that you may kick it with when you are not saving lives or fighting crime or doing the dishes.

a big thanks to Kwerkiegirl and her trusty sidekicks the Crash and Bang bros. for coming to the rescue of a fellow superfriend...Superhotgirl. also an honorable shout out to the fearless leader of the A. team, Mr. Gadget for so graciously sharing your wealth of supers . unless of course he has no idea what im talking about because perhaps he was working late or something and it just worked out great for us. in that case all credit goes to Kwerkiegirl. you rock.

while im at it i should mention the Band of Burtch's; Captain Arrowhead, Motherpearl and the legendary Pictureperfect girls. (because they are forever perfecting those crazy pictures) team B.o.B. is always ready to make way the path of fun and excitement.


despite their busy lives, these superfriends of ours, they still find time to make us feel overwhelmingly important to them and thats the awesomest feeling. sharing the burdens of of world together and totally conquering the chinese buffet on sunday afternoon. good times.

so to all you common folk out there, dont feel down cause you are not super. feel down cause you dont have superfriends. i know i would.


answer to last riddle. all the men were married. Booooo!

and now...What is it that you can keep after giving it to someone else?