When my son was in the first grade, his teacher said I should have him tested. The result was gifted with Attention Deficit Disorder. I never told him he was gifted. I did try ritalin and gave it up after three months because the wonderful, curious boy I knew and loved had totally disappeared. I focused on helping with his school work and encouraging anything he was passionate about. Computers became that passion after he became bored with geology and meteorology. Today he is aware of his disability and his IQ. At the age of 30, he is highly successful. He maintains his focus by adhering to a regimen of no sugar, no caffeine, and a lot of exercise. In addition, I finally told him at the age of 15 that his IQ was 2 points higher than mine. That was the day I conceded that the argument we were having was won by him.

It must be a pickle picker, for those pickle barrels at old timey stores!

Whenever I see a few poorly spelled words on the internet I try to see them as typos because that often happens to me. I guess I prefer to give the writer the benefit of the doubt, especially if the content is reliably lucid. However, there have been many times when the spelling was so atrocious I was convinced it was written by someone using english as a second language or a total numb nut.

mesquite charcoal grilling is the best, bar none. The downside to charcoal is learning how to arrange temperature zones within the body of the grill. I won't go into the carbon footprint of either of the 2 methods.
The Japanese Kamado smoker is also a wonderful addition on your patio.
For grilling at the beach, I prefer a cast iron hibachi, at home I use a weber.

When my son was born I quickly became depressed. Was it because of the baby? Not in a million years. It was because of my husband, the slacker and womanizer. Luckily, he soon ran off with a 17 year old girl and divorced me. It was the best thing that ever happened for me and my baby. My son grew up to be a sane, caring, and successful member of society.