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I changed my Facebook password during lunch today and I just got an email that said I was invited to an event and I wanted to look at.

I typed in my old password out of habit and instead of telling me my password was incorrect it was nice enough to tell me that I had actually entered my OLD password and where and what time I had changed it. 

I am sure in some bazziro world keeping track of users old passwords and telling them when they typed those in is useful but for the life of me I cant understand why facebook is doing it.

Anyone have any ideas?

We have been wanting to get to the zoo for the last couple of months. I didn’t think today was going to be that day. Landon was feeling a little puny last night and was cranky this morning.

This morning when we woke up we knew the weather was going to be perfect today and work really picks up for me starting now until the middle of May so we took a calculated risk and loaded up and drove the 130 miles to Forest Park.

The Zoo is a little expensive for a “Free” activity. We spent $50 at the zoo ($12 Parking, $20 safari passes and $28 on food and stuff) and dropped another $30 on souviners for Landon (Shirt, book and stuffed elephant).

Other than that we had a blast as a family. Here are some of my favorite pictures.

We will be looking forward to a return trip this fall.

My son turned 21 months old earlier this week and in the past 21 months I have really enjoyed growing into a Dad.

Some of the things I have learned:

I can make song lyrics kid appropriate in mid sing along (Leroy Brown is the baddest man in the whole damn darn dang dog town) even if they dont make sense.

I know that CHICKEN in always his suggestion for meals, even breakfast.

I can out HOT DOG dance anyone in my house at the end of Mickey Mouse club house.

DONE means give me something else.

A 21 month old can wing a softball like Rick Ankiel in the playoffs so when you hear “throw” you better get your hands up.

Some times he just needs a back rub to help him fall asleep.

You cant respond to emails with a 20 month old on your lap, so dont try, just enjoy the time watching the same DVR’ed version of Curious George you have seen ten times.

Pajamas with a monkey holding a banana will make him hungry.

Bath time is 75% play time, 20% cleaning, 5% body discovery.

Cooking dinner for your family is just as rewarding as any project you can get done at work.

Hearing your son pray is an amazing feeling.

Its.Ok.To.Cry.

Tiger Basketball games are less important than playing cars or reading about Marvin escaping from the Central Park Zoo for the thousandth time.

This is what you get when you add an old truck hood, a tow strap and a four-wheeler.

We took Landon out to play in the snow.

He loved standing on top of the snow piles.

He even helped shovel the driveway.

Help I cant see!

We even built him a snow slide.

Here are some photos of me digging out my driveway.

Someone left their BMW parked in front of my house (and in the middle of the street). I wonder if Finders-Keepers are in effect during a blizzard?

That is an 8 foot pile of snow. There is a three foot deep ditch behind my mailbox.

I am going to say my driveway is clean enough to let the salt and sun clean the rest.

Just for good measures here is Another 6 foot tall snow pile.

We are in middle of the first blizzard in Mid Missouri since 1982.  At that time I was 2 and my wife was -3.  So this is the first blizzard either one of us can remember.

I was getting cabin fever from being inside for five hours so I decided to go out side and look around.

This is the snow drift that was forming at our front door:

It was about 3 feet deep:

I shoveled it all to the end of the side walk so I could see what the rest of the neighborhood was looking like. So now I have a four foot hill that will be fun for Landon to play on once the snow stops. 

This is what the rest of the neighborhood looks like:

This time of the year I am getting dozens of pieces of mail  that is full of personally identifiable information so I can figure out how much money I owe Uncle Sam. 

Yesterday my local credit union won my “Did they really just do that” stupidity award of the year with this sticker stuck on to my mortgage interest statement (1098).

I guess they were out of “Please steal me” stickers when this mailing was going out.

If you were looking at stealing someones identity my best guess is all you would need to do would be to check their mailbox the last week of January and you would have all the information you would need.

If you have a Facebook account you should really take a minute next time you log in and activate Secure browsing.

Enabling it is extremely easy:
 
Log into your Facebook account and then go to  Account > Account Settings > Account Security > Change > Click the “Browse Facebook on a secure connection (https) whenever possible” > Click Save.

This will then force all your Facebook activity to be encrypted from your client to Facebook’s servers.