The big weekend came and went with only a few minor incidents. Friday morning I started to make the big ol' weekend breakfast. I had the oven going, I was cooking omlettes things were good. Until my infant son decided to stick his hand in the gap between the broiler door and the regular door and cooked his fingers at 500 deg, or until screaming. Luckily, we never got to "golden brown" and He's going to be just fine. We gave him some Tylenol and took him to the doctor. By the time we got to the doctor he was feeling much better and actually was asleep while they wrapped up his hand. He never made a peep about it the rest of the weekend and managed with one hand quite well, suprisingly. I would have pissed and moaned about that for weeks if it was my hand. He's a trooper, that kid. My brother-in-law noticed the bandage looked remarkably like a potato so his new name is Potato Man. An old roof leak re-opened itself too, but this was a 10 min. fix and it was warm out so no biggie. Potato Man got a ton of brightly colored toys that make noise and blink. The Wife got everything she asked for and I got some cool garagemobile goodies. A bench grinder, a bench vise, and the heater that I had my eye on all fit down the chimney quite nicely and I actually spent an hour or so in the garagemobile working on the Sprint. I got bits of chrome stuck in my thumb while removing the bars but this doesn't count as an incident because this was just your normal metal splinter. It felt good just to be working on a bike again. I'll have some project updates soon as things get back to "normal". The Sprint ideas are starting to flow and I'll write something on that as promised. I should make some real progress on the bicycle forks tonight and I have a neat painting project that is a gift so it's still top secret. I tosseed up another random chopper pic. for ya'll too. I got it from Choppersandpunkrock. I've got a chopper/bobber rant swimming around in my head so I'll post that as time allows as well. Rock on.
3 comments:
Glad to hear the boy's alright, kids are that way, they take it all in stride. Seems Santa was good to ya. That Choppers and punk rock site has some wicked creations on it. Nothin' I like better than a sripped down bobber someone created with their own two hands and a little imagination.
Later, Gymi
Glad to hear Potato Man is okay - as someone who was an extremely accident-prone child, I sympathize. As a childless adult, I make it a point to give my friend's kids the loudest, brightest, most annoying toys I can find - I also give a mega-pack of batteries with it, so they don't have any excuses...
Yeah, Potato Man is fine. The blisters on his hand look scary as hell but they dont seem to hurt him in the least. The potato is gone now but I think the name will stick.
When I was a kid my Dad's best friend used to give me model kits that were the most complicated he could find to drive the Old Man nuts.
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