Monday, February 19, 2007

 

Updates On The Spanko Household

Whence last we spoke, things were a bit chilly at the Spakowiak residence. Our heating system had, as the saying goes, taken a crap. We were forced to move into the guest house. Since that time, the system has been partially repaired, at considerable distress to my wallet. The main house is once again habitable, but we have had to restrict occupancy to only the first floor. With Maribel at school, the primary rooms on the second floor are Colette's bedroom and Angela's office. I have purchased radiating space heaters for those rooms and closed off the rest. Apparently, an electrical transformer that manages the power used to heat the individual rooms needed to be replaced, and the repair firm was only able to secure a smaller transformer. They have assured us that a larger unit has been ordered and will be available ... in the spring, when the weather improves. Ah, well. We are spankos, we shall endure.

Speaking of Maribel, her conference basketball tournament is next week. Her team is currently tied for first place with two regular-season games remaining. Being a Division Two school, they are not assured a place in the national tournament if they win their conference tournament, but their conference winner has never missed being selected. Maribel currently leads the conference in rebounds, and is one of the top five scorers. Daddy is quite proud!

During my spare time, when I should be doing more constructive things like fixing the lawn mower or replacing the kitchen floor, I have been trolling the internet in search of reading material of a spanking nature. I have come across a site that warms the heart of an imaginary spanko like myself. Lowewood Academy is an accounting of the daily activities of a fictional British boarding school. It follows "traditional ways," which is another way of saying that it deals with those who do not follow it's rules by inflicting discomfort on said miscreants backside, often with a strap or cane. Were I a fictional Brit and not a fictional American, I'm sure that I would have sent my offspring to the Lowewood Academy for their education. It is ably run by it's headmaster, the aptly-named Mr Archibald Shaftebotham. It is cleverly written, and, of course, the main student characters are frequently running afoul of the faculty and thus finding their rumps reddenned. It has been added to the links in my sidebar. As such, I hearby grant Lowewood Academy the Frank Spanko Seal Of Approval.

Just toss him a fish occasionally and he'll be your best friend.

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