May all of your drives hit the green and roll up to the pin.
And when you put for birdie they always go in.
May you make lite work of all your household chores.
And when you’re rowing the dingy may you never lose an ore.
May your sails never luff and forever fill with wind.
And may each journey end as safely as they begin.
May all your ski days have no lift lines and bright skies.
I hope your boots stay comfortable, and you keep your in shape thighs.
May your wife always love you and your truck never run out of gas.
After 40 years of life I finally understand what you mean by
“it goes by fast”…Happy Father’s Day Pop! Have Fun!
Your son, The Daddy Adjustment
Hi Team Daddy, it’s only a day away from Father’s Day and I am super excited. However as many of you already know this “adjustment” hasn’t all been entirely easy. Our daughter is just about 6 months old which means I now operate well on 5 hours sleep. If you are just entering fatherhood, don’t worry Bro you will stop hallucinating soon. Just remember you paid pretty good money in your less mature days to feel like that.
So today I want to talk about some of Daddy’s favorite things. Yes an adult post is definitely needed for me. Frankly some good adult time sounds kind of nice. I am NOT talking about the conversations my wife and I have after our girl goes down for the night. They always seem to drift back to the Baby. Look I am not complaining, I love all of this but I am an outdoor action sport enthusiast. The past year has sucked for me in that category. The closest thing I did in the past year is golf. Now I love the sport and yes the adrenaline can pump as your ball gets close to the pin, but really it’s a pretty far cry from throwing myself off a small’ rock cliffs on my skis. Ripping hard through fresh nar and disappearing into the white room. If you haven’t skied lots of Pow you won’t get that last part. In the summer months here we have great white water kayaking after the damn release. Motocross and 4×4 riding is also a wonderful way to get your heart pump fix on.
Unfortunately I no longer have a dirt bike. I didn’t get to ski at all this year. I can feel lost without my centered sense of catharticism that for me is only attainable by risking my life for self-glory. Who I am as an athlete is fading fast. This above all else is what fears me about this new Daddy Adjustment.
I have begun to look for adrenaline in all the wrong places. Taking unnecessary risks when I am by myself in the car. I found myself trying to instigate some road ragging ass into a confrontation. “Whoa daddy you got to get a hold on yourself” So I take solace in my photos and videos from my past. In what few friends I have left, and in cool ass movies such as “Dust to Glory” Straight up the best documentary on the incredible story that is the race the Baja 1000. If you’re a guy and you still have your man hood you will love this movie. If you are a man and you watch it and you feel nothing? Things are worse than I thought. Better watch that sucker again. This time go get a beer and turn up the volume on the TV.
Ok that’s better I think I just herd some Daddy screams of joy. That’s right yell and holler so your old self can hear you. He is lost, beat up and bruised but not broken. Your hollowing’s help him up and back to you safely nestled back in your over inflated ego where he belongs. All of this testosterone talk makes me think of my favorite place on earth LAKE TAHAOE! I don’t care if it’s to the north at Squaw or on the South shore this place is made for people who like life. Everyone you meet who lives there are in love with their surroundings and it is easy to see why. They all possess the spirit I love, the adventure spirit. It’s not just for vacations’ it’s for life.
When someone asks you “what do you want for Father’s day? Think hard about an adrenalin trip to Tahoe or to the Baja in November. I know I will be day dreaming all I can till I feel my heart pump again. Please send me what makes your heart pump.
Thanks for stopping by and HAVE FUN!! Your friend Daddy Adjustment
Hey Team Daddy! Hope you are getting super excited for your BIG weekend. I have never before thought about being a dad on Father’s day. Here is a very simple summer recipe that I have adapted from a few different old Italian standards. I thought to post it as I made it in 30 minutes today after my Nephew came over to help me move old couches out of the basement so I can wash the walls and steam clean the carpets. Man do I know how to celebrate my first Father’s day or what. I’m not complaining, I am actually excited to get this stuff done. So make something good and fast so you can keep going…Lots more fun to come very soon, please stay tuned and HAVE FUN!!
Just skin 4 turkey sausages and brown. Put cooked sausage in bowl save to the side. Then drop in one red pepper, a piece crumpled cooked turkey bacon, half red onion, and two cloves garlic chopped. Run clear and deglaze with a bit of white dry wine like a Pino G. Then add a lb. or so of halved cherry tomatoes. (I used yellows ones here) sprinkle with salt sauté 10 minutes until a nice sauce develops. Drop in a can of rinsed white beans a little hot pepper flakes and some cooked andante pasta and finish with a quick drizzle of extra virgin and fresh grated pecorino cheese and garnish with parsley. Manga Papa!
Greetings’ Team Daddy, hope you are enjoying this wonderful day. I trust the weekend was filled with joy and togetherness. “How’s that?” why am I so cheery, its Monday? Take it in a notch? No thanks. Someone amazing once said “There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so others feel more comfortable around you”. So we are not going to play that game today. However I will play another game with you. It’s called Lets’ fantasize about Friday instead of being present to the doldrums’ of Monday. Before all of you who recently just finished Siddhartha get concerned allow me to share one of my secrets to inner peace…PIZZA! That’s right! Now is a great time to plan your family fun Friday night feast. Just like the feeling of a once valued lottery ticket that was sure to change your family’s life now transformed into crumped up dreams, tossed in the trash. A back to work Monday can resemble that empty, lost feeling. Again how do we overcome this Team Daddy? PIZZA!
Pizza has always been a comfort food for me. I think it will always be my favorite. I have a lifetime prescription to Prilosec to prove it. Here in New EnglandFriday Night is Pizza night. Seeing that I am a patriot it pleases me to believe that Friday is Pizza night in America! I am lucky to have been brought up around here as some of the nation’s best are close by. New Haven has some pretty old reveries that continue today to divide families and friends. All the way up interstate 91 which should be known as the pizza corridor. You can find some awesome pies’ first secret? The water plain and simple. You can’t make good doe with fluoride and other things like that in the water. Second, healthy competition. You can’t swing a dead cat around here without hitting a half dozen pizza shops. But who’s complaining?.
I do enjoy making our own pizza from scratch. It is WAY cheaper and really a lot of fun. My wife and I are always thinking of new creations to try out. We are really looking forward to when our daughter can help and enjoy the gift of Friday night pizza. You know I fancy myself a foodie and amateur chef, but if you were to peel back all the layers of my adult pallet you would find a core made up of fresh bread, melted cheese covered in salty meats and veggies.
The present is always the best time to be in a wonderful mood. Having trouble? Just start planning your next Friday night its only 4 days away! Here is a work in progress recipe to give you a hand. Be peace-zza full and Have Fun!
Red Sauce Recipe:
1 can of peeled plum tomatoes drained and pureed. 1 clove of minced garlic, and a handful of fresh oregano salt and pepper to taste. Put ingredients in a small sauce pan and cook together for a few minutes.
Try different fun toppings. Pepperoni, cheese, and Goat cheese, red onion basil and turkey bacon pictured
This Pizza Doe recipe is courtsy of Gabrele Corcos from Extra Virgin. I have tried many but this one works best. Ialso do not use bread flour just normal. If you dont have a mixer dont worry it still works out fine. The Prep Time: 30 min / Inactive Prep: 1.1/2 hr / Serves:4
1(.25-ounce) package dry active yeast (2 1/4 teaspoons)
1/2 cup lukewarm water (about 105 to 115 degrees F)
4 cups bread flour
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
3/4 cup cold water
Place the dough in a large bowl lightly greased with olive oil. Turn to coat all sides of the dough with oil. Cover the bowl loosely with a clean tea towel. Let rise until doubled in size, about 2 hours. Punch dough down, and let rise another hour. I make 2 pizzas with this recipe
Just testing out Daddy’s fresh carrot baby food recipe. Yum I believe it is simple yet complex.
Here is my “wicked complicated baby food apple sauce recipe”
Half dozen organic local apples.
Water to cover apples
Ready? Peel and core apples. Put apples in pot cover with water. Boil till soft. Then purée with a food processor or wand. Cool and jar. The heat will seal it just fine and will keep in the frige for a couple weeks no problem. Don’t worry it wont last that long anyway as your baby will demand that he or she eats some every day. By the way it’s a HUGE money saver and tastes incredible!
Here in New England we have many different dialects and accents. I know, I know, Chowda and pahking the car-ah and all. But really there is much to behold than just that. There are wonderful subtle inflections your ear will relish with sheer giddy and delight. Such as a true Vermont accent. A real VT native proudly pronounces their highland home ground as “Vermoundt” It takes a special human to enjoy the simpler things in life such as “sitting in your puckin dooryard, nockin back a whole rack of Natty Light beer. If more than one person is enjoying an activity as such, it would be appropriate to call out to them and say” Oh buy goawd you’re a real par of Mr. Dooley’s aint cha?” Now when you hear a phrase like that, Mr. Dooley, you will know you are deep in New England and it’s time to rejoice.
A little to the south in the foot hills of the Berkshire’s of Massachusetts where I grew up , it was a common sight to see one of your friends dad’s driving a work van with a cigarette in one hand and a bottom shelf beef in the other. “Randy get home now before I kick your ass so hard your pants split”. It was then that I began to fear the “woodshed” as Randy’s dad would often say to us, “Think your so damn funny? I’ll take ya out back and show ya what that woodshed ‘s good fer!” Thank god I never found out.
As far as the shore goes there are two kinds of people. Those who eat Scallops and those who eat Scoulops. Personally I don’t prefer either as they are the same thing. However, one thing I can share is that no matter how eccentric or rather extremely native all these people are. If nothing more they were all connected to their environment in their own way.
Summer has always been a time of celebration here. A place that humans can learn the lessons of patience,and reaping what you sow. The pure innocent joy of ingesting fresh produce. Nostalgia seems to always be in keen style during the high sun season. The colors are everywhere. Whether its flags flowing brightly, standing at attention down every main street or the start of peppers, tomatoes and squash appearing in little wooded stands at the end of dirt driveways. It’s a feeling we all have around here. No matter what your accent is, or where your people came up through the generations. We all cherish our ground and are lifted up by its bounties. I trust that even today these colors do not fade. My mind is bright with the taste of farm fresh strawberries. (I ate a pint in the past 24 hours) So please join me in appreciation of our land and know that we all eat the same food and walk the same ground. Thanks for stopping by and Have Fun!
The Daddy Adjustment
What has happened with everything we buy? Have you noticed that everything has gotten smaller by about a third? I first noticed this trend occurring about a year or so. I have a little Pringle itch now and again and noticed one day they were on sale for a $1.10 which was a good deal as they usually ran a good 60-80 cents higher. That was until I got home and put it next to the can I had bought a week earlier, “damn Pringle itch”. Much to my dismay the new one was 30 % smaller and after running the math I actually paid more on sale per unit.
I paid the same for 11 oz of coffee that a pound cost not 4 months ago. Have you been to the deli counter lately? Since when is a Lb. of American Cheese $8.00? Wasn’t it like 3 bucks not too long ago? Well I guess to understand this you have to put in the ever rising cost of Gas and Oil. At over $4 bucks a gallon, one could begin to see some need for a cost increase. However both of these cost increases have major effects on the average working family. When we look at our statements and understand where our money goes. It is easy to see that it is all spent on such luxuries as food, gas, medications and Doctors visits. I can’t help but wonder if the really rich even notice the increase, or are the just happy about it?
It is a real stretch to try to have one parent at home now a day. You know our children really are our future. I believe that raising them is an investment in all of our futures. Which brings me back to the cost of raising our families’ here in the new America. We as tax payers give the oil companies’ LARGE subsidies’ to insure they have a future with profits and oil. All the while they are holding most American families hostage by squeezing every last dollar, while getting every last drop of work out of the lucky few that still have a job. I won’t even go into the fact that these companies don’t pay any Federal income tax like you and me.
Perhaps now more than ever we have an opportunity to stop looking at life through such desperate eyes. Even though many of us are a bit desperate, we are not alone. Maybe one day soon we all as tax payers and neighbor’s’ will agree that companies like Exxon that have enjoyed record profits on the backs of the working and small business for far too long. They can no longer be given the peoples ‘money. It would seem to me they are doing very well thank you.
Now would be a wonderful time for working family subsidies. After all we are raising the next generation of American’s and what could be more patriotic than that? I don’t want any of our children growing up in an America where they can expect 30% less opportunity then we all had. When we all realize that were in the same boat, we can start rowing together. Then we can go anywhere.
Thanks for stopping and HAVE FUN!!
Your friend The Daddy Adjustment
Hello Team Daddy, I hope you are well. I have been really trying to do an excellent job taking care of my family and the result is this blog has suffered tremendously. You know it’s really not easy. Frankly I have a lot of respect for any single parent out there. I myself have so very much to be grateful for. We have a beautiful healthy baby. I am home full time with her, and even though we were pretty happy having duel income and no kids. (dinks) Life at our home is much happier now with half the income and twice the love.
Back to having an even greater respect for those who do wonders with much less than I. Sometimes it is hard for us to be empathetic towards others because of our own complaints and personal drama. But when you experience something remotely close, it clicks for you. Don’t feel weird, that’s just the feeling of learning Bro. Having a daughter has definitely softened my outlook and cooled my judgmental ways.
I think if we all experienced a little of someone else’s plight this world would be a little warmer of a place. What ever happened to “it takes a village to raise a child”? Well if you lived in our village, I don’t think you would want some of these people raising your child. Wow we really have evolved to a ME and MINE society. Hey I can’t blame them. If you’re not super wealthy, it takes all you have to keep things together now a day. Why not admit that we all struggle sometimes and we all could use a little help now and then. Just remember team Daddy. We are all in this thing together, and no one gets out alive. So do your best for your child’s future while you are here. Help educate and try your best not to discipline. That goes for everyone, not just your little one.
Listen if you haven’t figured it out, I still struggle with this new career of being a Dad. It’s natural, so don’t go beating yourself up as I do at times when things don’t go according to plan. If nothing else this blog should be an honest yet blurry eyed attempt at some true daddy journalism. So please don’t take this all as complaining, I just like telling on myself to the world. It is my intension that when you read all this, you will not feel alone and like a bad person. But know that I promise to always be a partner in creating a better place for our children to grow up in. If you see one of our other partners’ out there who look like the struggle is getting to them, why not lend them a hand. It will come back to you and yours I promise. Now that’s how you really take care of you and yours…by taking care of me and mine.
Thanks for stopping by and have Fun!
The Daddy Adjustment