Thursday, August 26, 2010
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Friday, August 20, 2010
I get home last night and I have one thing on my mind, NO not SEX, I let T have a night off, Im kind like that. I wanted to know if my jersey came in the mail??????
As soon as I pulled in the garage, C1 & C3 were waiting to greet me.
In her loud voice, C3 tells me to close my eyes. I tell her I can't yet baby, I have to get in the garage.
I get in and the kids lead me upstairs to our bedroom where I see................................
A MATT RYAN #2 red jersey on T.
(by the way, she looked damn good in that jersey)
She took it off, I put it on...
and oh my god.....It felt so good.
I love it, I felt like a kid on Christmas. It is so F-ING awesome.
and the Ryan authentic (look at the numbers)
boy Matty Ice.....
step back, he's mine.
Josh you want to touch that jersey dont you? Too Bad!!
To Matty Ice, you didn't take long to make your way into my heart and replace ol' #7. I really loved him too, but when you came along, I felt things for you that I havn't felt in a while. Your clean cut, good looking, you have a great arm, your a perfect example of how a Falcon should be. Please remember that if you ever need someone to keep you company on a lonley night, call me
Love, This Daddy
(P.S. If you get a letter from Annie's husband Josh...Throw it away, he is a stalker)
And to Chrissy's husband Josh (Your Mom)....
I want you to know, if you continue to mock me and my team while they are playing
I will hunt you down brother..I don't know what I would do to you, but I will figure that out later!!
Damn you for texting me last night while I was crying during the
ass reaming that the Falcons received at the hands of the Patriots and Tom Brady.
Yes the Falcons got wiped off the field as clean as a babies ass with fresh sensitive wipes.
And speaking of Tom (F-ing) Brady, I mentioned yesterday that I would never wear his jersey,
T told me that I would wear it. I said no! She said "WANNA BET?"
I said "Oh, I see....A Pants Off Dance Off threat"
And Mr. Brady, please know that it is a good thing you only play us in the pre-season. I would hate to have to find your hotel room and seal your door shut. Asshole. Tom my wife might think you are goodlooking, little does she know. You are a.....??? Damn it!! You are good looking and your a f-ing good Qb too. I don't reall have anything bad to say about you...Asshole
Ok, so heres the plan for the weekend.
Basketball tonight, T warns me if I get hurt and fuck up the Disney vacation, or come home complaining about being sore tonight, she is gonna punch me in the balls. My sweetheart.
Saturday, T is going to a shower, not one of those crazy girl things where they all get in a shower together, but a baby shower.
Then we are having C1's bday party with all his friends before we head out of town.
Sunday, it all begins. The pulling of suitcases, then start packing, laundry, yard work, cleaning house to get it ready before we leave next week. We cant leave the house a mess before we go.
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THE GIVEAWAY BLOG
ONE GIVEAWAY ENDS TODAY AT 2PM
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Disney is so close I can almost smell all of the sweaty people satnding in line in front of me..
KISS THE BABY
Thursday, August 19, 2010
On any given night T and I can have one or more of the C's make their way to our bed.
C2, will sneak in and sleep on the floor for a while until he makes his way onto the bed.
C3, well she just comes in and climbs on the bed and curls up in a little ball.
C4, shit he is a co-sleeper so he is in the bed with us anyways.
Well last night or this morning sometime, C1 came into our room and did the same thing he always does when he comes into our room at night. He scared the living shit out of me. He comes in about as quiet as a moth. You cant hear him, he doesn't say anything.
He gets into our bed and sits up, just sits there. T and I are trying to ask him whats wrong?, you ok?, and then we just keep telling him to lay down put your head on the pillow, and he is not moving or saying anything.
I get up to pee and T is still telling him to lay down and when I come back from the late night pee, he is finally laying down.
Back to sleep.......
Then sometime in the morning, later on.....C3 stumbles into our room, I get her to go pee, and I sit up and notice that C1 is not in our bed anymore. One goes out, one comes in. When did C1 leave? When did C3 come in? No clue.
T and I really believe that C1 sleepwalks and sleeptalks. I mean he comes into our room and it is like he is a ghost or something. It is kind of funny when you tink about it. A almost 7 year old, taking a midnight stroll around the house.
The problem I see in the future is that since he is so quiet when coming from his room to ours, T and I will have to be careful when the Pants Off Dance Off is taking place. All this really means is that I will have to make the PO-DO 5 minutes instead of my studly 10 minutes.
Dont forget about my product review and giveaway blog
I have 2 GiveAways going on right now
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wanna you how you can tell you have a good woman?
Let me tell you how I know I have a good woman.
Ok, just so everyone knows, when I do things...that includes anything I either do it half ass or hard core. I have gotten back on my workouts and I have been going hardcore. No warming up, no building up to it, just jumped into like a cool pool on a hot summers day.
I have been doing my weights and my resistance training and some of the Wii workouts.
So my back was hurting over the weekend and then last night it really started hurting on the left side. Bad uncomfortable pain. I tried to stretch it and twist it and nothing would help.
So what was my next thought? KIDNEY STONES. I have had kidney stones so many times and I know that feeling. I couldn't get it out of my head that I was going to be making a trip to the emergency room and with no insurance, that would have sucked big ass. My wonderful
doctor, therapist, coach, cheerleader, wife did what she always does......asks a shit load of questions.
I just knew that it was going to be a shit night. T did the one fucking thing that always makes me a HOT MESS (for u honey), she kept telling me "If you think negative, it will be negative". I hate hearing that shit. But like always....she is right.
Being the me that I am, in pain, I turned to T and asked her "Wanna have sex?" "Seriously babe, lets have sex, it will take my mind off of my back" Well I am sad to say that there was no Pants Off - Dance Off last night.
Now I finally went to sleep, I think and then I woke up to the loud sounds of my cell phone blurting out "Message Received". I jumped up so fast and T asked me what that was, I looked at my phone and I had a new text message......after midnight. What the hell? My dumb ass sent an email to a Repo Company in California telling them that i they get the car I have been looking for to call me or send me a message. In the email (like a huge dumb ass) I gave the company MY cell number and not MY COMPANY CELL number. They picked up the car, but shit....I don't give a rats ass about work while I am at home, at not at midnight for sure.
So them being woke up, what happens? My back starts to hurt again and I have the bad thoughts all over again. I finally got back to sleep and made it through the night.
The bad news is, my back still hurts, the good news is....I don't think I am having stones.
So the reason I know I have a good woman......she listens to all my negative bullshit, all my crying and complaining and bitching and moaning......and still lets me ask her to have sex and doesn't hit me.
That's a good woman!!!
KISS THE BABY
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friday night a wonderul thing happened. Well a few wonderful things happened.
I get home and T is on one of her wild cleaning rampages and going through this and going through that, and she gets some toys together to sell at the church consignment sale next week. She put one of the toys on Ebay and it sold in a few hours for over 30 dollars. Hell Yeah. And then being the great wife that she is she started looking for a new Falcons jersey for me. And the Falcons won on Friday night also.
So on Saturday T went to the store with the MASS book of coupons in hand. I had a checklist of things to do around the house and that gave me the perfect chance to use the cleaning products in received from Seventh Generation. (watch for the review and giveaway tomorrow) But I got a little out of control and used each of the products on the different parts of the bathroom. I got the biggest f-ing headache and felt sick, so don't be a dumbass like me and use so many different things at once.
Later that night T made her awesome chicken nachos and I once again took the chance to do somethings not so smart. Our cousin Stephanie gave us some of her jalapeno's and she also threw in some red hot peppers. I cut the jalapeno's up and ate a couple and that was ok. Then I cut the red hot peppers up and I licked top of one, and that set my mouth on FIRE. Lips, tongue, and nose all burning at this point. So I did what any good Texan would do and I chopped them up and mixed them in the taco's just so I could eat the hot stuff.
Sunday we went to the place where some kids try to look and act like adults and where the adults 100% try to act and 150% try to look like kids again. We took the kids to Sparkles Roller Rink. Thankfully they have a playground for the kids, because I am not about to get my ass on skates and try to get kids around the hardwood. NO WAY. So T, does coupons, I chase C4 and watch other adults fly around kids on the floor like they are winning something...I see moms singing and shaking their shit like they are 15 again. I see dads skating so fast as i they are chasing said mom shaking her shit.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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Now for our regulary scheduled post for the day
Now close your eyes and read
Ok, I mean read and close your eyes
Just a normal evening in the home of
Shit the past 2 nights have sucked ass. I am suppose to get of work at 8 pm and then drive my ass an hour to the house. Lets see, Tuesday night one our our drivers didn't get in till after 9pm when his stupid ass self was suppose to be here at 7:30pm.
Last night I made the mistake and sent a driver to bum farken Eygept and he didn't get back to the office till 8:45pm.
So the past 2 nights I havn't gotten home until late and it really screws up the nightly routine, that goes like this
I walk in the door, bells and whistles go off and the C's are jumping up and down and waiting for me. T is dressed in some knockout skirt and a sweet shirt, showing me some boobs.
(ok none of that is even close, but sounds damn good)
Go sit at the table and eat a nice meal that T has whipped up and she hold my drink and lets me sip out of the straw.
I sit on the couch and watch some ESPN while she handles the kids and gets them ready for bed and then we act out stories like movie stars.
(Yeah, not even close)
Get the kids to sleep, and then we make sweet love all night long in a bed full of rose pedals and candles lit all around the room.
(Too much work)
Fall asleep holding each other as our milky soft skin glistens in the moonlight and we dream of more wonderful nights like this.
(Yeah Dreaming alright)
Who am I trying to fool
It really happens like this
I get home and maybe if I am lucky C4 will meet me at the gate.
I get a half ass welcome home kiss from T, and thats ok, since she gets hung on all day.
I eat my dinner and like it (except the roast, hate that shit)
Play with the kids for a bit, until it gets out of control and I lose my mind or T tell us we are too wound up and to stop, most of the time it is because I lose my mind though.
Get the kids ready for the nightly snack and spend minutes upon minutes trying to figure out what they are going to have for snack. And its not junk either.
After snack either T or I will read to the kids or C1 will read to us all. During which C4 will do whatever he can to turn it into crazy time.
Then it is off to brush teeth, which usually is ok for C1, C2, C3 well she is another story. She loves to fight me every night about if Mommy or I brush her teeth, if I am going to floss her teeth or if she is. Is she gonna do the SmartRinse or me. It is drama with her. Then C4 like to steamroll everyone and barrell into the bathroom and scream while he brushes his teeth "MY TURN".
Then C1, C2 are off to bed with no problem, they usually read in bed or C1 will sometimes draw. C2 usually falls asleep so fast he is out before we can even tuck him in. C3, begs, screams, pleads, asks 50 million times "Can I lay in your bed for 5 minutes" or "Can I lay in your bed after C4 goes nigh nigh"
We always give in and she is in our bed until she falls asleep. The I take her to sleep pee, and off to her bed.
Then T and I have our time. I love our time. We watch funny shows, talk shit to each other, maybe some Pants Off Dance Off, (If Im lucky).
And then after all that.
I wake up and look at my family whether in my bed or theirs and realize that I am one lucky fucker to have a great wife and 4 awesome kids.
Even if all of them drive me nuts sometimes.
KISS THE BABY
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
So I know it is only Wednesday but there might be something going on Friday night and I am looking forward to it. For a couple of different reasons.................
T tells me this past weekend that there is going to be a kind of girls night out thing on Friday and she was thinking of going. I said hell yeah, you should go. I was happy for her that she thought about going out and having her some WOMAN time in place of her MOMMY time.
This is the problem. T, NEVER thinks of herself. She is ALWAYS putting the kids first, just like any good mom would do. But I do believe that she deserves a break and a chance to get away from the mayhem and the stress' of taking care of 4 kids all day long. I am really no help to her so trust me when I say she is taking care of the kids ALL DAY LONG. And by her getting a break, I don't mean taking a long bath, with a 14 month old beating on the door, or me calling for her when the 14 month old shits himself.
I think she DESERVES some time to be out, with friends, some family and doing whatever it is she wants to do. Shopping, chit chatting, getting hair and nails done. Whatever she chooses to do.
But she NEVER does it.....So I am begging her to go out this Friday. She has to be there by 7 pm. Problem is I dont get off till 7 and it takes me an hour to get home. This sucks. I hope she still goes out. Has fun. Parties hard. She doesn't drink so I know she will be ok.
Another reason I WANT / NEED her to go out, is that I WANT / NEED to prove to her that I can take care of the kids for more than a few minutes. I can (if I have to) change shitty diapers. I hope not, but I can do it. I want her to feel ok, that she can go do something without worrying that her kids are left at home with their daddy. It scares me too, so I know where she comes from. We can play, read, color, eat snacks, play lego's, lots of fun things.
And the last but by no means the least reason (AND REALLY MY MOST IMPORTANT REASON) I want her to go out Friday night is because she was invited to a................
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Today, I am a sad man. I am out of the loop. Out of the club. I am no longer one of the boys. One of the men. Today is the first time in YEARS, I mean many many YEARS that I will not be doing it. I will no longer be sitting on my couch for hours and hours and hours of fun. I will not be connecting online to play people from all across the country anymore.
Today is a huge day. This day has forever been one of my favorite days. Madden 11 came out at midnight last night. I am usually on this game when it comes out and I start playing it as soon as the kids go to bed. BUT..................
I sold my PS2 some time ago when we got the Wii and POOF there went my Madden. T and the kids actually got Madden on the Wii for me and it SUCKED. Worst game purchase ever. No one played online and it just wasnt any good. The players were too cartoonish.
And it hasnt been a big deal. I love the Wii. The kids love it and there are a ton of family games and kid friendly games on the Wii. I love the Tiger Woods game on the Wii. I have gotten back to the Wii Fit and it is a great workout.
But with Madden 11 coming back out this week, I have started to miss my Playstation again. My little black PS2. Don't get me wrong I would love to find a PS3 sitting in the street somewhere, cause I would damn sure pick that shit up.
I can remember sitting on the couch and the kids would wake up and come sit down next to me and watch me play. I had my wireless remote and even the head coach looking headset so I could talk shit to the people I was playing against.
So I am going to try and fix the broken PS2 that T's little brother gave me. I am going to keep my eyes open for a lost PS3. Cause once I get my hands on that system, I am going to get my hands on that game. Believe that. Then I can sit up in bed all night and play me some Madden 11.
And another reason I am glad Madden 11 came out. Drew Brees in on the cover and there has been a Madden Jinx EVERY YEAR. The year my boy Michael Vick was on the cover, the Baltimore Ravens broke his leg in a pre-season game and there went the season. So the N.O. Aint's who I HATE are gonna feel the pain this year.
Don't worry Madden you'll be back in my hands one day.
Now to the happy stuff.
You would not believe what was waiting for me when I got home last night. Let me break it down for you.
I walk in the door and ask where the kids are. T tells me that they are with her mom. All the lights are off and candles are burning. The house is looking romantic as could be. I call for T and she is in the bedroom and the lights are off and just some candles are lit in there. My mind is running wild. Im thinking WOW. HELL YEAH. I practically run over to the bed where she is waiting for me dressed all sexy and as soon as I get over to to her...............
..................................................POOF POOF POOF........................
I am back sitting at the kitchen table eating pasta, shrimp and lobster tails. Yeah, thats how good this f-ing dinner is. Waiting for me when I get home is a great dinner that she cooked. That dinner was equal to the crazy paragraph above. Eating that lobster tail and shrimp and pasta was as good as walking into a house with a sexy wife waiting to have sex with me.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Its Monday and thats ok.
I feel like shit today and thats ok.
I am tired, so damn tired today and thats ok.
We got alot done this weekend? I guess. Yardwork, housework, laundry, swimming and changing diapers.
Shit you believe that I changed diapers. Think again. Nope...Not Me....No Way!!!!
A sign that I am too too too damn old now.....
Staying up to 3 a.m. on a Friday night.....Can't do it anymore.
Staying up to past 1 a.m. on Saturday night anymore....Can't do it.
Shit Im old.
Old like Fumunda Cheese.....You all like Fumunda Cheese? Let me know!
I don't mind the heat, I love the heat, the sun...that stuff doesn't bother me. But yardwork kicked my ass this weekend. I did my yard, then went over to T's Moms and T's little brother Ethan and I landscapped her from garden and layed rubber mulch down. After I pulled weeds. Yes, dad! Catch your breath. The one thing you tried to get me to do for all those years, and I hated every minute of it, I did. Ok dad breath. And oh yeah dad, get your own weed puller.
I did happen to meet someone on Saturday, that I hope to be spending time with in the future. NO ITS NOT A WOMAN! Yes its a dude, but this is a cool dude. Its one of T's moms neighbors and I was talking to him and noticed he had a Falcons tattoo on his leg. We started talking about football and the Falcons and how he has people over his place on Sundays and has a big screen in his garage. Hell Yeah. He invited us over to watch the games. Im so there!!
I gave Ethan his first lesson in shaving. This kid is 13 and is rocking some facial hair. And yes, assholes I do know how to shave, Just because I always sport some facial hair, I can shave!!
T fixed up her brothers room, while the kids played Wii.
Yesterday we spent the day at the kids Aunt Bing Bings and Uncle Nolans pool. They love it, I love the pool. It makes for a long tiring day. But it drained me. I was so tired. The weekend just wore me out.
So today, I am dragging ass, feeling like shit. I really feel like, I have a hangover for some reason. I really feel like I drank my ass off yesterday and woke up sick today. Cotton mouth, bad stomach, headache. The shakes, sore body.
Oh and for my C1 if you read this in the future......Just because you have a bad swimming day, doesn't mean your swimming life is over. He had trouble yesterday because of some allergies, swimming under water like he always does. He got so down on himself. Shake it off and get back at it son.
C2, I know that, I need to do a better job around you, because you are turning into little me. A smart mouth, back talking little shit. I am going to re-focus myself on my parenting skill with you and see what I can do better to get you out of this phase. FAST. And you are a damn fast swimmer. Keep it up, Tarzan.
C3, As my only daughter, I love you to death, but for the love of god, if you pee in my bed ONE MORE TIME, I am gonna......Yeah right. I wont do shit. I will put the pee pad under you like I always do. Please go pee pee before you go Nigh Nigh...more than once. Get it all out. Thanks.
C4, Big Baby, if you ever again bite your Mommy's Ninny in the middle of the night and she screams loud like that and scares the shit out of me again, I promise I will....Well I probably wont do shit except get the shit scared out of me again. But please son, as Yo Gabba Gabba sings
Friday, August 6, 2010
I love Fridays. The end of a very long week and every week here at work is a long week. Fridays mean PAYDAY, well every other Friday, but still. Closer to the 2 days I get to spend more time with the C's and T.
I was thinking this morning about how much I love Fridays and then a song came on the radio and I have to just sing along. Im not the best singer, but I am a notch above the fake American Idol losers that try to pretend they can sing.
Ok, so maybe I am not better than the fakes on American Idol. Keep your comments to yourself.
And yes, for all of you out there that are going to comment about my overgrown beard in the summer, I am going to have T hook me up this weekend.
She is going to give me a mini makeover. Trim beard (damn there is alot of gray in that beard), pluck the brows, shave the back, all the good stuff.
Isnt it great when the kids get excited to brush their teeth.
C4 really loves to brush his teeth
He screams "MY TURN"
C2 also Rushes for the Brushes
Well here it is!
Everything has been good this week at home. The kids are good, the wife is good. I have been working out all week, either on the Wii Fit, the dumbbells (easy now), and the resistance training with the bands. I plan on keeping it up this weekend and the kids are even going to do it with me, maybe.
We have a busy weekend ahead of us. We T has to get things, clothes and toys and what not ready for the big church consignment sale, I need to do 4 product reviews and that means I have got to figure out how to change my blog and get some tabs or maybe just set up a button, shit I don't know, I just have to get it done.
This weekend is yard work weekend. Time to get it tight and get it right.
And now for some headlines that smacked me in the face this week
Thursday, August 5, 2010
As T and I watched this, we were laughing so hard. I mean, there is NO WAY IN HELL, I would ever do a birthing class with another woman, I dont care who she was.
Then it all of a sudden comes out that T.O. wants a dog. Not just any dog, this big bad ass athlete, this stud of a guy wants a little shit dog. He want to get a teeny tiny dog. WHY? I have no idea. But watch the clip of him and his girlfriend discussing it and you can see why, I guess?????? This is just like anyone wanting something, but you can never figure out why. Like if I wanted a sportscar, yeah it would be cool, but I have 4 kids what purpose would it serve?
Now the best part here is when he has a little fun with MO. He is a good guy taking a friend to the gym with him and trying to get her to exercise. But then he gets home and finds out that having a dog is not all its cracked up to be. Just like anyone else who has had this happen, he has had it.
So while T.O's life may be larger than ours, may be more happening than ours, he still goes through the same bullshit that we all go through. Doing things for friends in need, even if we look like jackass', trying out something new and realizing it sucks.
But the best part is when you watch it on tv and laugh about it. I think watching some reality shows can be a waste of time and mind numbing, but for me watching this show, gives me a sense that while alot of people talk about what an asshole T.O. is, he is still just a regular guy doing everday regular things.
Sometimes watching these kinds of shows can put you into a different world and let you forget the daily stress you might have in your life.
If you would like to watch previous episodes of the T.O. Show you can go hereVH1's The T.O. Show Season 2
Wednesday, August 4, 2010