The weekend was awesome. The weather was so nice and the kids actually got to spend so much time outside. We played and took them to the park. But it didn't seem like it was going to start that way...
Friday I get a call from T that C2 has locked them out of the house. All doors. No garage, no keys and no windows open. I told her I could leave the office at 4 (another hour) be home by 5 and let everyone in. It was at least 35 degrees outside. Kidding it was a nice day. Well her great friend Laura once again come through in the clutch and gets over there with a credit card. Shopping, they are going shopping....IN MY HOUSE. Laura broke into my house with a credit card. Well they all got in. And it ended well.
The kids had a best friend who is another C, spend the night. They watched Toy Story 3 and all slept on the pull out couch. Then Saturday while T was at a baby shower I played with the kids outside. The played in the woods and rode bikes and scooters and i fixed us nachos for lunch.
Saturday night T and I watched Ben Affleck's "The Town". It was a great bank robber movie. I really liked it. A lot of guns and shooting but it really cool. Thumbs Up!
Yesterday we took them to a playground that they love going to. They played and found new friends to play tag with and talk Mario with. C4 showed us he can pretty much climb the rock wall and isn't limited to anything at all. Scary for us. Fun for him. Then the kids helped me wash my car.
Overall it was a great weekend and I loved being home every second of it. Even the part where I found out my home can be broken into with a credit card. Well time to lock the bolts and keep the alarm on.
KISS THE BABY
Monday, January 31, 2011
The weekend was awesome. The weather was so nice and the kids actually got to spend so much time outside. We played and took them to the park. But it didn't seem like it was going to start that way...
Friday, January 28, 2011
Enjoy your weekend.
KISS THE BABY
Thursday, January 27, 2011
You know whats funny....T always says that she can never eat and shouldn't even try to eat breakfast or lunch or dinner until the kids are finished. She is up, down, to the fridge and to the table.
Usually I am sitting watching all of this go down and like the non helping husband that I am.
Well last night I started making myself dinner when I got home. I got the C's snack also. T was sitting down eating and laughing at me as all that I mentioned above happened to me...
First bite..."Daddy can I have....." Get up and get more snack.
Second bite..."Daddy can I have...." Get up and get more snack
So T is laughing at me and I am like "Come on, can't Daddy eat his flipin' Kashi Pizza?" Damn.
So 2 green apples, 12 strawberries, 3 mini bagels later I finally ate my pizza.
C1 showed me how to do Mind Math last night. If Paw Paw would have shown me how to do Mind Math when I was younger, we may not have fought so much. Don't worry Dad, I still suck at math, it wasn't you, it was me.
If you read my blog and I have Brain Power over you (Another Dinner For Schmucks line) then you might remember today is ......
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Whats that saying "I'd rather be lucky than good!"
I need some luck. I need a lot of luck right now. I want to say that I deserve something good to happen to me but I do a lot of bad and ugly stuff so I am now thinking that karma is either going to work out for me in a good way or a bad way.
Be happy with what you have. No! I want something new. Something different.
But, I have this feeling in my gut, yes the same feeling that has been making me sick now for 2 day that I am not going to get what I am asking for.
I know how much of a jerk and a-hole I am and I remember that day when T told me that a doctor wanted to do surgery on C1's neck. I got so mad that I cursed God and started to doubt him and I felt like he was getting back at me...Well now my stomach is in knots and I feel like I am going to screw myself.
It is never, NEVER this easy. There is no way I could be this lucky. I used up all my luck in finding the best woman in the world to marry me and have kids with me and stay with me for this long.
Man, I just need something good to happen.
Like a team that get the big win in the final seconds of a game.....
I would rather be lucky than good. I just want to be lucky.
I am scared of letting down my team. (T and the 4 C's) I mean I am so nervous and anxious at this point...I just don't want to let them down.
Most of all, T and the 4 C's...the ones who have stuck by me during the times of em acting like a jerk and yelling and being mean and hurting more than helping...they deserve for me to be more lucky than good.
KISS THE BABY
Monday, January 24, 2011
Laying in bed last night with T resting her head on my newly carved out man pecs, we both agreed it was a pretty good weekend.
Well except the part where I let our sick dog in and she decided she couldnt hold her pee and let loose on our new rug. You know the new rug that replaced the old rug that she pee'd on. I know she cant help it since something is wrong but, it really pissed me off yesterday.
So Friday I meet T and the C's at Taco Mac for her moms bday celebration. A nice loud place where the kids can be kids. I see an old friend / coworker and oh my god....That is all I can say. A drunk man he is. Reason number 5 why I dont drink anymore...You act like an ass! He told me he loved me like a million times. But the best part of the night, besides his wife telling me a story and punching me in the stomach, was when he said "You have a beautiful family, and I love your wifes pink thongs, I have been staring at them all night" Whhaaaat???? Ok. Yeah. Thanks for that.
And I had to tell T and she laughed so hard.
Saturday, the kids and I played outside with T went to the store.
The kids collected rocks
Then we went on a trip through the woods
Looks like some Blair Witch Shizz right there, tough to video while holding C4
Then I had to show my X Games material
Saturday night we let the kids watch....Dispicable Me....It was funny and the kids loved it. I thought it was funny too. Then T and I watched Dinner for Schmucks. Now that was so damn funny. I think I pee'd the bed 4 times. From the girl at the beginning saying how hard it is to get laid when you smell like cole slaw to Barry saying his wife left him cause he lost her clitoris...I f-ing loved that movie.
Yesterday we chilled and I finished my project that I had been working on.
Played with the kids had family game night and we played Toy Story Uno and Toy Story Yatzee.
So we had a pretty good weekend and I really enjoyed helping work with C1 and his school the most. We learned about Greek Gods and his favorite was Zeus.
Ok, well I just had a nervous feeling come over me and I want to throw up. Maybe I will be albe to explain later. Oh and my spell check is messed up so if I spelled stuff wrong, sorry.
Kiss the Baby
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
So Jimmy Fallon (@JimmyFallon) is closing in on the number one spot on my favorite list. Yes while I do have a Top 10 list for the ladies, I also have a Top 10 list for the dudes. On his show he does so many things that make me want to pee all over the bed but, I hold it in until I get up and go sit down on the toilet and pee.
His Thank You Notes. There are way too funny. The looks he gives, the way he leans down to write as The Roots play sweet simple melodies.
You know we all have people to thank. I don't have to wait till Thanksgiving to hand out some Thanks. So I think what I might start doing is on every Thursday (or until Jimmy finds out and sues me) I am going to hand out some Thank You Notes. A few here and a few there. To show I care.
Jimmy Fallon...Thank You, for being the reason that my wife T stays up late and goes to bed with only one man on her mind..YOU
Twitter...Thank You for requesting the I follow Kim Kardashian (every day). You really want me to get into trouble dont you? You just keep teasing me.
Gwyneth Paltrow...Thank You for singing. Well not really. Please stop, you dont sound good.
Lady at my gym...Thank You for sneaking into the mens shower room when yours was locked. I loved inhaling the fumes of White Rain as I stared at your fallen hair all over the floor.
Dr. Oz...Thank You for stating the fact that the average male last less than 10 minutes during sex. Now if I go over the 10 minute mark I can consider myself an over achevier.
Jonas Brothers...Thank You for making a return to my ipod during my workout at the gym. Nothing get me more pumped while I am leg pressing more than 300 lbs.
The 4 C's...Thank You for getting back to normal and climbing in our bed in the middle of the night, My balls have been wondering why they werent being smashed for so long.
So there you are. Do you have anyone you would like to send a Thank You note out to? Tell us.
And with that
KISS THE BABY
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
I am a 38 year old kid. T will tell you the same. We joke that sometimes I am the 5th child she has to take care of. Being that I am a big kid, there are some things that I like, that most kids like. One of them being Disney World. We have gone to Disney World almost every year since C1 was 2 or 3. I love that place and so do the C's.
But, now I have a bone to pick with Disney....Kind of. I'm sure its not really them I'm picking the bone with but some other company that I have never even heard of. And I'm not really complaining but just a little pissed that Disney has now raised the stakes in the game called.....
HOW DO I IMPRESS MY KIDS WITH A VACATION NOW
I am referring to the NEW, MASSIVE, beautiful, stylish and newly finished Disney Cruise Liner called Disney Dream. I am reading the article this morning at The USA Today.com . This 130,000-ton, 2,500-passenger ship is awesome.
I guess its awesome. I mean I haven't been on a cruise since I lived in Germany and sat on a ship that went up and down the Rhine River, if that even counts. But whatever. It looks awesome.
Just check this stuff out (and just in case you were wondering, I didn't take these pics)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
The past two days I have had so much trouble writing a post. I love my blog. But I have been in a place that has had me writing, deleting and rewriting and then deleting everything I have written. Why? Because it has been nothing but NEGATIVE. So I finally figured out a way to get it all out. And I’m hoping that this is going to be the end of a few demons that are circling around me. I am going to get the life size toilet snake and unclog my life.
Do you believe in such things a "Products of Environment"? Yes I do. But I think because the person (ME) may not be strong enough to make the right choice. A follower and not a leader. This sucks because I think of myself as a strong person sometimes and I do think of myself as a leader. But for a long time I have been in a place that is very negative and it has wrapped me up like a cocoon. I yes, saying I am allowing this to disrupt my home life. It is going to change and in a huge way.
Do you think that you can turn into something just because you are always around it? Yes, this is me too. I fall into this category. I didn’t used to be like this. I was always the funny clown, happy go lucky character. Now I am a huge A-hole. And again I allow myself to be like this. I am around it all day long and just because my certain place allows me to be like that doesn’t mean I have to be one and most of all be one at home.
Are you strong enough to take on things directly that get in your way or do you need to let it keep hitting you and then you find a way around it? Well, I am finding out that I have not been strong enough to handle things in a head on manner. Cause if I was, then I would have done something a long time ago, instead of just sitting still and taking what I am taking. I can do much better for myself and my family and even if I have to go around it, over it, under it or even trick it, I am getting around this wall called misery.
Asking other for help. Is it a sign of weakness or a sign of maturity? I used to think it was a sign of weakness. But learning and reading and discovering things have shown and taught me that asking for help is ok. It is a sign of maturity. Do I sit around and wonder what I do, or ask for help? Ask for help. Yeah. Where I am at right now in my life with everything, trust me...You..yes You might be getting a call or email and I may be asking you for some kind of help. Any of you. Be ready.
Know when to say "Enough is Enough" and getting off your ass to do something about a problem you are having. Just when I think things can’t get worse, they do. Just when I think things can’t get any lower or any more disgusting and repulsive, they do. Last week I reached my boiling point. Actually it was like the 100, 000, 000, 000 th time I have reached my boiling point. But now I am getting off my ass and doing something about it.
All of these things I mentioned above are things I have dealt with in the past, present and I want to change myself so I know how to handle this stuff in the future.
I am tired of always complaining and not doing anything about it. T is tired of me complaining and sitting on my ass waiting for something to fall in my lap. I’m tired of excuses. I’m tired of not searching and seeing if there is an avenue out there that will get me and my family on a track to success.
A huge Thank You goes out to T who has so much patience to deal with my Man Periods. These Man Periods are going to be a thing of the past. I love you honey more than anything in the world and know you are by my side no matter what.
Now KISS THE M-F-ING BABY.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
You know I have those days when I feel like a complete loser. It is so hard for me to even admit that. I mean if you know me, or have ever talked to me, hell if you read this blog you know I am a huge trash talker. I am big on myself. I think I am the king of all kings and I am better than anyone else. Really, I feel like that. You are not better than me. I can run faster than you. Better at basketball than you. I am awesome in the sack (another time and place). I mean I am like James Brown, just gotta jump back and kiss myself.
But recently one of my C's, C1 the one who I would never expect it from, has been giving me a hard time. He doesn't want to have snack at snack time and he doesn't want me to brush his teeth and he doesn't want to get into bed when its time. I think I even said to T, that C1 is giving me such a hard time and it is frustrating. I know it is something I can change but it drives me nuts that he is acting like this.
Out of all my boys he is being such a little *&^@ to me and it pisses me off.
Well Yesterday I got up and decided to try and make it to work. I left before the kids were up. Like usual. But I think he may have thought I was staying home again. Well when T called me to check on the drive in, she said that he was sad that I wasn't at home and he was crying in his room, and he didn't want to talk to me on the phone.
Then I got a call from my Big Buddy C1. He had tears in his eyes and I could tell he was crying. He told me he missed me and asked why I had to go to work and said he was sad. He was in his room all by himself talking to me. I explained to him that I had to make a decision and it was a hard one, to go to work. I told him I loved him and we would spend some time together when I got home. It was by far the hardest phone call I have had to take. It sucked. Sucked real bad. I wanted to cry. I hate hearing my kids cry like that. He was crying for me like he really missed me and it was hard to hear, being that I could have stayed home and I didn't. I didn't want him to think I was tired of being at home, I just felt like I had to go back to work.
So I got home and C1 was happy to see me. He said he was happier to see me than he was happier to play his DS. He didn't stop playing when I got home, but him saying it was enough for me. I asked him if he wanted to come into my room after everyone was asleep and he did. We talked about some stuff and he asked me some questions about work and we talked about our sick dog. He was full of questions yesterday. T said he was asking all kinds of stuff.
He spent time with me and then went off to bed.
At least I know he went off to bed in a good mood.
Getting that call with C1 crying was tough. But it let me know that I am doing a good job as a daddy. If I was this big AHole like I always think I am, then my kids wouldn't want me there. And it also let me know that C1 even though he is being tough with me sometime is still my Big Buddy. Damn I hate my kids growing up and I am going to take more time with them being as that I am hardly at home.
See parenting is weird like that. And I learn something everyday. My kids are going to do things that make me shake my head and wonder what they are doing. But at the end of the day, they are kids. So he doesn't want snack when I fix it. OK, leave it there. So he doesn't want to brush his teeth. OK, do it later. He doesn't want to go to bed, OK, he will be tired tomorrow. Its OK. I learned even though I may think my boy is not wanting ME, he actually does NEED ME.
So, I am NOT a loser, I am still better than you and I am still going to talk trash.
So with all that said. Please give me more snow days so I can stay at home with the kids.
NAUGHTY LITTLE STAMPS/
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
I am struggling today writing my post. I am in such a negative mood and I want to blog about something that is making me so mad and bothering me but I know it will keep me in such a bad mood. So I am going to forget about it (yeah right) and recap my last few awesome days I have spent home with T and the 4 C's.
Even though we had food and wood and supplies to last us if we couldn't go anywhere for days or weeks, we had NO gloves for the C's. Well actually only one C had GOOD gloves. But they survived.
3 missed days of the gym replaced by one hour of shoveling ice off of our driveway. Probably the same amount of muscles worked.
How in the hell does my Jamaican neighbor Danny have a snow shovel and I don't?
Skating with the Stars will now be held on our street. It is a Ice Rink
5, 325 hours spent dressing and undressing 4 C's for playing in the snow and coming in.
I ate Roast. Yes really I did. And it didn't kill me.
T made awesome PaSketti last night.
C2 has the WORST poker face. This kids can't even play UNO without flipping the table upside down. But playing UNO as a family has been so much fun.
Number of animals we own that I am sick and tired of having? 2.
Number of hours I will spend dreaming of the Falcons beating the FudgePackers? How many hours till 8 pm Saturday night.
Playing Hide and Seek in the Snowy Woods at home is the best time I have had with the C's in such a long time. They hid so well that T and I thought they might be lost for a minute. Crazy.
Getting attacked by C's and having snow smashed in your face and put down your pants is not fun for me, but it is fun for the kids.
Number of times I tried to slide down a hill or our driveway? 1 million
Number of times it worked? NONE
Number of hours I spent telling T, "Now I realize how tough your day is"? How many hours was I home?
I realized how much I miss eating with my family.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
So I hijacked T's blog yesterday and did a post on hers. I didn't get kicked in the nuts so I guess it was not a big deal.
Today the conditions were not good enough for me to go into work again so I got to listen and watch the C1 and C2 do some school sessions on the computer. It was cool. Listening to the kids talk to their teacher over the computer was awesome. And I have learned the past two days how hard T has it at home.
Today we went out for another round of what I like to call the glove less ICEcapades. The C's are troopers though, playing and running with out very good gloves. We waited till the last minute, so we got screwed. We didn't know that it would be this crazy. Playing hide and seek in the woods was so much fun with the C's. They hid so good one time that I couldn't find them and T and I thought they might be lost. It was kinda funny.
Then I shoveled the ICE off of our driveway, just in case I am dumb enough to try and go to work tomorrow on the icy roads.
Friday, January 7, 2011
2. Do you go to the dentist regularly? NO. I dont go at all. Sorry. If there is one thing that I am so scared of it is the dentist. From start to finish. F the dentist.
3. What is your worst memory from High School? Probably going to prom with a girl that I had no business going with and she left me and spent the whole night with someone else.
4. What do you hope to be remembered for in your life? A good husband, good father, good friend, good son, and good person. And a funny s.o.b.
5. Are you superstitious or do you have any superstitions? Yes sort of. I have to watch games a certain way. Gotta have my jersey and hat on. I stand alot during the games, only cause I pace back and fourth.
Told you, long post. But if you made it, then your awesome and just like me you are a bad azz blogger and blog reader. If your a daddy blogger then your even cooler.
Naught Little Stamp
Thursday, January 6, 2011
This is my first time doing Mama Kats Writer's Workshop but the prompt DRUNK just seemed to be a good one for me to start with.
Coming up in February it will be 3 years since I have quit drinking. Wow 3 years. Yeah. I feel good about not drinking. I used to drink and get drunk a lot. And when I say a lot, man I mean a lot. Never really got into the reasons why I drank so much except the sorry excuses like work, stress, relaxing and other things like that. Never thought of it being a problem or me being an alcoholic while I was doing it, but isn't that the way it goes?
A lot of things happened while I was doing all of this drinking. T and I were fighting all the time. I had no patience (still don't but...) Was nasty to T, nasty to the kids, I was a big A-hole. I was doing anybody any good. Not T, not the kids, not myself. Getting home at 9 pm on a weekday and drinking till I go to bed. Every day. Drinking on the weekends from afternoon on. Why? Just felt like it.
I tried cutting back to the weekends. Hell that just meant I drank more on the weekends and then it slipped back into the weekdays. Couldn't do it. It was at the point where the C's associated drinking with me. They saw beer commercials and would say to me "That's what you drink daddy" Enough was enough. Too much fighting with T, she wasn't happy with me and I wasn't happy with me. Our home was a mess. The only way to fix it was to quit. So I did.
I quit cold turkey. It was awesome. It has been awesome. No more fighting with T, no more being drunk or drinking all the time. No more wondering if I may have missed something the C's said to me. No more falling asleep early while T is awake in bed. (Well not from drinking).
So as the 3 year mark nears I do have a sort of huge reminder that I once drank too much....A beer belly. I know many of you might think I resemble Matthew Mcconaughey but I do have a beer belly.
So to people out there that spend their time being drunk or for that matter even drinking all the time, I just say to you..."WHY?" You don't need to. I'm not even talking about the health part of it. If you have kids, do you want your kids seeing you like that all the time and then the risk of your kids drinking at an early age. Not worth it.
I am also torn about something right now on this topic. I have a close friend who I would do anything for, cause I know he would do the same. I think he may have a drinking problem and I think it may be affecting his home life. I love this dude. (Easy people, don't go there) I want to say something to him but I don't know if I am suppose to know anything? That would create a problem for his wife who is also a great best friend. I don't want to stick my nose (very large nose) into someone else's business. I have done that recently and it has not worked out well. (Example - I will never be a marriage counselor. I'm 0-2) This guy has been married a long time and I don't want him to look back and say "If I only stopped sooner" I don't know. I guess I only say that cause I was there.
Drunk. For me it means wasted time, wasted chances and wasted memories.
Go check out Mama's Losin' It! She is funny. Maybe next time I do this I can be my normal funny, crazy self. Until then just keep those thoughts of me being Matthew Mcconaughey alive.
Naughty Little Stamps