A Christmas Story in our Front Yard

IMG_2730Poor little guy! #ChristmasStory #Randy #ICantPutMyArmsDown #DaddysGonnaKillRalphy


Christmas Story is still the most overexposed yet underrated movie of all time. Just a straight up holiday tradition in our family. Christmas Eve = A Christmas Story marathon.

I’ve heard people talk about how it’s so overexposed and overplayed that it has lost it’s shine. Yes Turner Television owns the rights to this movie and basically plays it from Thanksgiving to Christmas on repeat and yes it’s one of the most quoted movies of all time. But to hear people say they don’t enjoy it anymore… Well fine… Don’t watch it; that means more Bumpus Hounds for me!

The thing is if you watch the film for nostalgia, it’s great. If you watch it as a family tradition, it’s perfect. But if you’re like me then you watch it for the supporting cast who make the movie what it is.

The Old Man…. Just an angry dad. He’s pissed at work, he’s pissed at the furnace and has one of the greatest quotes of all time: “Frah-GEE-lee … must be Italian.” (He’s also a Packers fan and calls the Bears the Chipmunks of Chicago!)

Mom… Mom is just that mom. The quintessential loving and overprotecting mom. Ralph’s swears… She makes him eat soap, but feels so guilty she tastes it too. Ralphy gets into a fight and she hides the truth from the old man. Through and through this mom is creating some good old fashioned Momma’s boys! Her reaction to The Old Man every time he says something stupid reminds me if how Steph looks at me when I try to tell her I know how to fix something.

Randy… Poor kid. Left behind, left out and overlooked, but leaves us with such memorable scenes as the one above, the “show me how piggies eat”, and his amazing reaction to his brother in a pink bunny suit. (Who hasn’t laughed at their siblings misery before?).

Honorable Mention: Flick…
Set off the TRIPLE-DOG-DARE craze and possibly Influenced an entire generation of people who were scared to death of getting stuck to anything frozen!

OCD on December 26th

As I sit here (finally) after six
hours of cleaning I am reflecting on how having a child completely changes your outlook on everything. First of all i really actually… For the first time ever completely and utterly did not care about one present or gift for myself.

I never really cared how much or what I got or was given, but it’s still cool opening your gifts and seeing what people thought you’d like. Plus it’s always nice to open something you really, really have been dropping hints about, but would probably never buy for yourself…


And then there is the mess… This is an OCD’s W.O.R.S.T. Nightmare. There is literally STUFF everywherrrrrreeeeeeee!! I didn’t even see half of this stuff yesterday. Who the hell bought my son a freaking toy toaster!?!! Who bought him this creepy bear (that looks like Ted’s evil brother) that plays peekaboo with a handkerchief? As an aside Jax apparently loves making toast and playing peekaboo considering he’s been giggling at both of those toys all morning.

There is more cardboard in this room than at a baseball card manufacturing plant. The amount of wrapping paper and tape that is still stuck to every piece of furniture and the wood floor is extraordinary. Plus I’m not one to keep 657 snowmen decorations up too long after Xmas. It looks like Frosty threw up all over our first floor!

Time to get some of this organized! (I wish I got a cleaning lady for Xmas!)

Tree stays. Mantle stays. Other crap… Peace out ✌️



Pretty stoked to start building the little man’s autograph collection. What better way to get it going than two legendary Green Bay Packers. Both Jerry Kramer and Fuzzy Thurston loved the picture and gave nice inscriptions too.


6.14.14 – God, Family and the Green Bay Packers


’ve always been interested in writing “for something”… a blog, a website, a book… Something other than status updates or “live tweeting” the State of the Union Address. So, recently I had been searching for the right opportunity, and when I was approached by a start-up website with the possibility of being a writer I decided to take a shot. What better way to get my start then to write about The GREEN BAY PACKERS. I mean as a part owner I should have plenty of insight and knowledge right? Well fast forward a few days after submitting my “interview” article and I’m now a senior writer on staff!

I want to share the article I submitted to get the job, which in turn would go on to become my first published article. (To Jax, Hope you like it:

My Favorite Green Bay Packer
When I was asked to do this article, I was told to pick my favorite all-time Green Bay Packer and write a description of him. Immediately my head was swimming with choices and confusion…would it be Sterling Sharpe, who was Calvin Johnson before Calvin Johnson was even born? How about Brett Favre, the “Gunslinger of the North,” who kept us in every game? Or what about Charles Woodson, who displayed the heart of a lion and tried to play through a broken collarbone in order to bring back the Lombardi Trophy home? Those are all obvious choices…There are hundreds to choose from; I mean, come on! We are the most legendary franchise in the NFL, right?

But to me there is more to the Green Bay Packers than the legendary figures who once and still roam The Frozen Tundra…to me, there is something else that makes our fan base a “real living, breathing thing.” Family… Vince Lombardi said it, my parents said it… heck, I’m saying it now… family is what makes being a Packers fan (and owner) so special.

My son was born just over a month and a half ago and the joy of being a father sometimes gets lost in dirty diapers and sleepless nights… when the thoughts of Rodgers to Nelson are far, far away. Yet, it’s that quick thought of ARod lofting a touchdown pass, even if for a fleeting second, that gets me so excited. The thought of sharing the Green Bay Packers with my son, the thought of Sundays with him in my lap, the thought of putting him in his first Clay Mathews jersey, the thought of something that is bigger than me, bigger than him… because the Packers make it about “US.”

To me growing up so far from Lambeau Field made it tough to find someone who wasn’t rooting for those teams in New York or Boston… it was lonely on the East Coast as a Packers fan. But as I grew I realized that we are everywhere and even though sometimes only connected by “The Internets” (as my mom calls it), we are all family. Now that family—my family—has grown and I have the opportunity to share something that is more than a game with my little man. And although there is no doubt there will be stories about that Gunslinger of the North, and the guy they called The Golden Boy, it will be more about my son and I and the experiences we share together.

Besides, Coach Lombardi couldn’t have been wrong… he added it in his Top 3… God, FAMILY and THE GREEN BAY PACKERS!

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5.25.14 – Night Out


Got a nice little Friday night planned. How things have changed in a month. Not gonna lie though… I’m an old soul. I’ve always loathed the bar scene, I mean, I do enjoy being the overdressed guy in a bar full of idiots wearing football jerseys. But… In all reality, I couldn’t be happier. Love spending time with this little dude.

As an aside let me be the fist to point out there is an ongoing issue that is taking place in our society, and it needs to be stopped immediately. Stop wearing jerseys out as like an actual article of clothing. It should not be part of anyone’s regular daily wardrobe. It’s pathetic. There are only 3 acceptable reasons to wear a jersey.
1) it’s your jersey and you’re getting paid to wear it.
2) you’re a fan watching the game live at the stadium, or in the confines of your own domain.
3) you’re a girl. (Not gonna lie, Stef looks pretty cute in her fitted GB Packers jersey).

5.8.14. – NFL Draft


Our first NFL Draft together.

My #1 draft pick.

So Jax and I are spending our first draft day together as GB Packers owners. This is a giant responsibility that only a select number of humans can say they have participated in. You see, most dads spend the first few days w their child reading stories and singing stupid nursery rhymes. But Jax and I have been pouring over stats and video tape now for about 10 days.
Btwn teaching this kid about being a quality NFL owner, I also plan on teaching him how to dress phenomenally and be pretty much awesome at everything like his dad!