This blog is the perfect example of finding the silver lining if you just look hard enough…..

Someone once asked me how do find things to blog about?  I find the best stuff comes from life.  You just can’t make up some of the curve balls that karma tosses your way.  Case in point…today’s blog or rather the reason for it.

In a rather unusual fashion for me I’m just going to come out with it.  A few days ago my 4 year old son dropped the F-Bomb.  In all fairness I give him points for the correct usage of the word as well a proper inflection, but, that only goes so far. 

Now to be honest with you I’m a bit loose in the definition of what normal society would call “bad” words.  As a kid I saw punishments dished out on my friends for words that we’re considered a friendly greeting by most of my family (a family that spent a large part of its time serving in the military.  With Uncle Sam giving the English lessons I grew up with a vocabulary described by my 2^ndgrade principal as being well above my grade level.  He really was a polite S.O.B. ) Anyway, the point I’m circling around is that I wasn’t going to be able to blame my son’s sudden fluency in French on my wife.  This F-Bomb was manufactured by the good people at Dadco.  The same people who brought you cake for breakfast, sword-fighting sparklers, and yellow-snow calligraphy!!!!   I was going to have to own this one.

Punishment was dished out swiftly but fairly with no lasting emotional scars.  The only real damage done was to my wife’s opinion of my as a responsible, fully functioning adult.  Right now I rank somewhere between a retarded house cat and a senator from Okalahoma.  Depending on how you look at it being compared with a retarded house cat is not so bad.  The Senator from Oklahoma however?!!  I truly believe that there are days when my wife comes home and is astonished to see that we all survived.  My son’s dropping of the F-Bomb definitely did not help my case.  I knew the instant I heard him mutter the Queen Mary of dirty words that this little incident was going to be added to my ongoing list of priors. 

A list I might add, that gets pulled out whenever my wife’s judgment gets called into question.  I’d love to be able to have that kind of weapon in my domestic disturbance arsenal but I can’t remember what I had for breakfast.  Let alone some small insignificant little mistake she did ten tears ago. (She melted the siding off the house).  Besides my wife is perfect (drives with the oil light on) and never causes me any sort of grief (took my car keys to work) or anxiety (the pills take care of that). 

Anyway, it was up to me to find some sort of silver lining in the F-Bomb debacle that would all but erase this from the wrap sheet kept by the missus. The silver lining came in the form of inspiration.  My son’s foray into the land of potty mouths inspired me to create a series of F-Bomb images (like the one above).  Those images are currently online at www.istockphoto.comand making money.  Money I will then use to buy flowers and shower my lovely wife with gifts.  This tactic doesn’t erase the deed, it only serves to speed up the forgiveness process. 

The pictures created also give me something to blog about which makes our website more attractive to Google, gets us more hits and a creates a better score when my wife run the analytics on our site.  All of these things make the wife happy on a level not understood by any normal human being.  So it can be said that the whole point of this entire blog….the reason you spent irreplaceable minutes of your life that you will not get back reading my blog…..is to….well….you’re helping me get out of trouble with the wife.  Thanks for your help.  See ya next week!!! 

Don’t forget to check out my portfolio on istockphoto.com/nwphotoguy    Buy some pictures. Help me lavish my wife with gifts. Maybe she’ll forget that I’m an overgrown 12year old.  Seriously I need the help.