Swimming at the Haines Pool

Yesterday, Holly took the boys swimming by herself because I was at the Fire Department’s annual dinner.

Mark and Luke elected to go to the men’s bathroom by themselves instead of going through the women’s room with their mother, as they often did in the past.  It was a point of pride that they could manage by themselves, and from what I can gather they cooperated quite well and got along well too.

They did everything they were supposed to all by themselves, they did their clothes, used the locker, used the shower, then headed out to the pool to wait for Holly and John Caleb to come out of the women’s changing room. 

The lifeguard saw them standing by the yellow steps shivering patiently while waiting for their mother to get into the water and whispered to them what must have seemed fairly obvious to him, “Boys, you forgot your swimsuits.”

Two bare bottoms hurried quickly into the changing room and returned in short order with their swim trunks on.

Some stories are best with no pictures.

Guess who won the "Battle of the Beards!"

So, we shaved off our beards in the science room over sheets of white paper, and weighed them.  More precisely, after trimming with an electric beard trimmer so that the trimmings fell on white paper. we measured the mass of each beard.  The big shave off was on Friday after school in the Science room, with perhaps a crowd of 30 onlookers, much posturing, and plenty of good cheer.  The picture below made front page of the Chilkat Valley News.




Mark Fontenot: 604mg

Carson Buck: 360mg

Kyle Fossman: 0540mg

Matt Juneau: 0689mg

We were on teams with Mark and Carson on one team and Kyle and I on the other team so we won, 964mg to 1.229mg.  .

IMG_0131But I must admit that I did tap some hairs out of the trimmer head that were clearly not mine, as they were fluffy and red. One interesting thing you can see in the picture above, is that the only mirror we had to assist in the trimming was the shinny side of Kyle Rush’s cell phone.  Ostensibly, we won a free steak dinner, but now Mr. Fontenot is gone to Mexico for a week or so

Somehow, with him and his family in Mexico and my family here in Haines, it doesn’t quite feel like I won…






The Bathroom Sink fell off the wall…

While I was out of town in Anchorage for training, Holly called saying, “Matt, the sink in the bathroom fell off the wall and it smells really bad.  What should I do?”

I asked, “What?”

She said, “The bathroom sink fell off the wall and is lying on the floor.”

I queried, “What, the sink fell OFF the wall?  The bathroom sink?” How often does that happen? I thought.

“Yes, it fell off the wall and it smells really bad.  It’s sitting on the floor.  We’ve just been using the kitchen sink instead.  What should I do?” 

(Below is a picture I took of the bathroom when I got home from the trip.  You can clearly see the spot on the wall where the sink broke off and you can imagine the smell coming up from the septic system since the ‘P’ trap was not in place.  Perhaps you could also imagine how hard it was to keep John Caleb from playing with the water faucets, as they were still functional)IMG_0006

IMG_0007After a bit of discussion, and wondering who would want to fix the sink for us for free, we agreed that she should just pretend there had never been a sink in the bathroom for a couple days until I returned from Anchorage, Hopefully with a new sink. so I could install it myself.

At the right, is what I think may have happened to the sink.  Actually, I don’t think Elisabet sat on the sink.  But it’s a funny thought.

IMG_0009Jeremy, Jack and I went to Home Depot and I bought the smallest bathroom sink they had, that is, the one that sticks out the least from the wall and was the most narrow.  Our bathroom is small and I wanted a bit more room to squeeze between the door and the sink when bathroom is occupied.  I was able to share one of my three Alaska Airlines checkin bags with Jack and Jeremy and return from Anchorage with the sink ready to install with the base and a nice new faucet.

I wanted to get an even lower profile sink, say about 10-15″ as I’ve seen one in a magazine like that for really small spaces, but ended up just getting one that was convenient to purchase.

When I returned from the trip, I put in the new sink. Here’s what it looked like.  I think this sink will last for many, many years, as it has a pedestal base that supports nearly all th weight and is much smaller. 

I IMG_0014I also moved the sink over towards the toilet a few inches to get it away from the door.  With the old sink, there were just a few inches of clearance whereas now it’s JUST possible to squeeze through the opening when the door if open and pointing at the sink..  Here’s the new faucet, which I really like a lot.  The faucet spout is raised up a bunch from the base compared to the old one, which makes it easy for the boys to fill up the water glasses for dinner (we always drink water for dinner, as it’s the best beverage you can drink)..

Initially, when I installed the faucet, there was no room for the soap or the water cup, but I removed the set screws and re-set the handles at an angle to allow us to use the left-hand side for the soap and the right hand side for the water glass. 

It was nice having a DIY home maintenance book on the shelf to read before fixing the sink too.  Having very little actual experience fixing things around the home, I really like a good DIY book, like the ones sold at Home Depot.

GoDaddy dot com

I saw this video today from www.Godaddy.com, the company that I host my domain at, and really thought it was funny.  It requires a bit of bandwidth. To be honest, it’s a bit out on the edge, as far as parodies go.  It’s making fun of the 3rd circuit court’s decision to nix the fine CBS got for the Super Bowl wardrobe malfunction a few years back.  Perhaps I should not leave it up.

Let me know if you think it’s funny, or just inappropriate.  If you want you can skip along to about half way through the video and save some time.

Here’s a link, incase the video does not imbed.


I thought it was pretty funny.

The Pastor’s Ass

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.

The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.

The local paper read:


The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.

The next day, the local paper headline read:


This was too much for the bishop,  so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.  The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the  next day:


The bishop fainted.

He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.

The next day the paper read:


This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.

The next day the headlines read:


The bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is . . . being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery even shorten your life.

So be yourself and enjoy life.

Stop worrying about everyone else’s ass and you’ll be a lot happier and  live longer!

Have a nice day!