Click To Be Amazed

A Neo-Dad blog built on rambling thoughts, sudden wisdom, and a double shot of goofiness.

Hi I’m also 15.

This song is Nope. But, in my ears it’s Yep.

Someday I hope to be as magical as rockets comin’ outta Ariana’s chesticle region.

I’m off to eat dry Top Ramen with sprinkled seasoning on top.  

This post is random.

verticalfood:

Creamy Tomato Soup with Grilled Cheese “Croutons” (by Damn Delicious)

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Hi, you’ve reached me and no one is home because I’ve died of complete and utter jealously that this dish is not in ma face.  K. Bye. thanks.

verticalfood:

Creamy Tomato Soup with Grilled Cheese “Croutons” (by Damn Delicious)

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Hi, you’ve reached me and no one is home because I’ve died of complete and utter jealously that this dish is not in ma face.  K. Bye. thanks.

Throwback Thursday Camping Last Month Edition

A collage of our week by the shore.

© The Rambling Ark | Photographs

growinguplast:

Old photos.
We all have them.  The doozies are usually those infamous yearbook photos.  The picture above is my senior picture from high school. Sure, I’m a lot thinner in the body and a lot fuller on the hair front, but it’s still me.
Things that I’d change about this picture include the over done retouching of my skin.  I was recovering from acne treatment and wanted it a little touched up, but instead I got the old red rouge treatment.  Plus, all the red faceness could have been avoided if I hadn’t chosen a cable knit sweater to wear.  The photographers studio was a frickin’ inferno so that didn’t help either.  Lastly, I might tone down the gel, BUT I can also chalk that up to a sign of the times, so I might do that all over again.
Really, this picture is all about me being nostalgic for my bouffant!  
Share your pictures or family photos via submission or #gulnostalgia!  How would you change them, or would you?  Let’s reminisce together…
Noah, theramblingark

growinguplast:

Old photos.

We all have them.  The doozies are usually those infamous yearbook photos.  The picture above is my senior picture from high school. Sure, I’m a lot thinner in the body and a lot fuller on the hair front, but it’s still me.

Things that I’d change about this picture include the over done retouching of my skin.  I was recovering from acne treatment and wanted it a little touched up, but instead I got the old red rouge treatment.  Plus, all the red faceness could have been avoided if I hadn’t chosen a cable knit sweater to wear.  The photographers studio was a frickin’ inferno so that didn’t help either.  Lastly, I might tone down the gel, BUT I can also chalk that up to a sign of the times, so I might do that all over again.

Really, this picture is all about me being nostalgic for my bouffant!  

Share your pictures or family photos via submission or #gulnostalgia!  How would you change them, or would you?  Let’s reminisce together…

Noah, theramblingark

GPOYW 
The struggle is real today.

GPOYW
The struggle is real today.

Truesday

I’d own a burgundy red vehicle.

In my heart of hearts I know I’m a 70 year old lady on her way to bingo.

I’d tint the windows, obviously, because I’d be hip as fuck too.

growinguplast:

Behold Tacos! 

These things remind of Sundays around my house as a kid. My mom would make each shell in a small red skillet on the stove. She’d stuff with the obligatory ground beef with Lawry’s Taco Seasoning (only!), shredded cheddar cheese, a mix of iceberg and green onions, and finally top them with a sprinkle of lemon pepper. These beauties would go into the oven to keep warm, which was a blessing and a curse because the next day the edges of them would be so hard and crispy chewy you’d have to add a little more ketchup to soften them up. 

Yep, I said ketchup! These are the only tacos worthy of Nature’s Red Delight Sauce aka ketchup. That’s my favorite food memory and I’m sticking to it. 

Who’s bring the chips and salsa? 

Join in and share your favorite food memory. Submit or #gulnostalgia for a reblog!

growinguplast:

Behold Tacos!

These things remind of Sundays around my house as a kid. My mom would make each shell in a small red skillet on the stove. She’d stuff with the obligatory ground beef with Lawry’s Taco Seasoning (only!), shredded cheddar cheese, a mix of iceberg and green onions, and finally top them with a sprinkle of lemon pepper. These beauties would go into the oven to keep warm, which was a blessing and a curse because the next day the edges of them would be so hard and crispy chewy you’d have to add a little more ketchup to soften them up.

Yep, I said ketchup! These are the only tacos worthy of Nature’s Red Delight Sauce aka ketchup. That’s my favorite food memory and I’m sticking to it.

Who’s bring the chips and salsa?

Join in and share your favorite food memory. Submit or #gulnostalgia for a reblog!

Almost forgot about my royal status.

Almost forgot about my royal status.

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