Well I am finally recovered from my rough week of travel… Here is how it went, I arrive home from Germany on Friday (7hours time Difference) and we went straight to the cabin.. We had a ton of things to do up there as well as preparing for opening fishing the next morning.. So I tried to slip on the mash mellow bed (circa 1965.. ) My back hurt so bad my legs where tingling in the 3 hours of sleep I managed to get in.. The next morning my middle son C was too excited he wanted to get out fishing.. I looked outside and it appeared that Antie M was about ready to head to the root cellar but having the guilt of not seeing my kids for a week I managed to get the boat in the water and start fishing.. I ended up pounding my cheeks up down as we road thee 2 foot white caps for most of the day.. If I came from the lake my wife would have other tasks that she wanted me to do or my other boys would want me to play catch or wrestle or whatever.. By the end of the day I looked like Billy Joel give or take a few years.. (Have you seen that guy lately.. Yeah he aged nicely.. He doesn't need hair.. He looks like a bald wood tick.. He and I have a lot in common..) My in-laws arrived later in the day which meant that the mash mellow bed was not in my plans for the night it was going to be worse.. So I melded with the couch and dog hair for a blissful 3 hours of continuous slumber.. I know this is boring but so is my life continue reading/living I have to.. So needless to say I woke up sore angry bitter and bald… Life was getting back to normal.
We had to rush home from the cabin so I had to load the boat while trying to avoid the cows spinning above my head, man I hate loading a boat in a cross wind and I hate trying to hurry it as well as your wife looks on like you go to some class as guy for how to load a boat.. I get so angry and worked up that with my waiters on and my head turning purple I am like floating falic symbol bobbing out of the water.. So we threw the kids in the van and rushed home.. On the way home we where talking about getting the dog again and we pretty much decided it would have to wait until the summer months.. But two minutes later we saw a sign and we had welcomed another member to our family.. This is all good since I really am much happier/comfortable when I am angry.. Not sure what IJ called that syndrome but I am sure he will put it in a comment.
Why did we get a dog..
This is a boring depressing part but I need to get it off my chest and it is all part of the roller coaster..
I know I have talked about my son D in the past so there is no need for background story. But as he is getting older he is starting to plateau on what he is able to do.. Which is incredibly difficult for him and even more difficult for me.. We where just informed that some of the other programs that we are paying for are not going to be possible if he does not show more improvement.. So to either distract him or me subconsciously we got the puppy.. The puppy is so much work right now I can't believe people would do anything this insane for an animal.. But short story long D spends nearly every waking minute training/playing with the puppy.. My heart breaks each time I see him holding the dog.. I hope it is enough to distract him from this difficult time or in some way push him to reach his full potential.. At 1:00 AM and 5:00AM I was cleaning shit out of the crate and at that point I could have cared less what the dog meant to anybody but I am big softy emotionally and physically so I just keep doing it in hopes that it will get better..
This is a boring depressing part but I need to get it off my chest and it is all part of the roller coaster..
I know I have talked about my son D in the past so there is no need for background story. But as he is getting older he is starting to plateau on what he is able to do.. Which is incredibly difficult for him and even more difficult for me.. We where just informed that some of the other programs that we are paying for are not going to be possible if he does not show more improvement.. So to either distract him or me subconsciously we got the puppy.. The puppy is so much work right now I can't believe people would do anything this insane for an animal.. But short story long D spends nearly every waking minute training/playing with the puppy.. My heart breaks each time I see him holding the dog.. I hope it is enough to distract him from this difficult time or in some way push him to reach his full potential.. At 1:00 AM and 5:00AM I was cleaning shit out of the crate and at that point I could have cared less what the dog meant to anybody but I am big softy emotionally and physically so I just keep doing it in hopes that it will get better..
Ok.. Enough of the depressing crap..
I will try to make this brief.. But each year we have the elementary musical which has not and will never change. The kindergarten kids stand on risers and sing and beat this sticks to rhythm and the 1st grader get up and they play the tambourines.. Yada Yada.. Well they pack about a thousand Wisconites into an old gymnasium to witness this event each year. It was about 98.6 degrees this year in the upper bleachers so all you could smell was Winston's and day old miller lite as they wedged us in against the other nylon green and gold clad parents and grandparents. My kids as usual looked for way not to be seen with there parents, immediately darted for any kid they knew in the bleachers so as not to sit next to one angry hot bald man.. My wife smiled and pretended not to be with me so her old high school classmates would think she was alone. But as luck would have it we where positioned next to my wife's boss at the school.. My wife realized the mistake and tried to make the best o of it by introducing me in hopes that she would pity her for the rest of the school year. Oh you poor thing it looks like you had to settle. He must be a great dad (That is a nice way of saying you have a hideous spouse in hope that it will comfort spouses who obviously outclasses there spouse.) The lady smiles as she introduces me and does what people do when they approach something they can stand.. Oh you look like (They bring up any bald guy they know.. Sort of like I have lots of gay friends) I wanted to come back with you look just like Ruth Fuzzy for my own reasons but in the end I smile and say oh that is interesting (like the hair on my back) .. So anyway the concert continues with all of the kids getting on the risers looking like deer stuck in the headlights and we all smile and clap since we know this will be all over soon.. Then the third class is brought up where C is standing up on the end. (that is important later.) They sing the song and C has a couple friend hanging on him and he is getting pretty comfortable. Well too comfortable.. When the second song starts he makes some room on the risors for him self and he starts doing the robot dance followed by a whole lot dancing choreagraphy and hand motions to the lyrics to the song.. Everyone that we know in the crowd is looking back at beauty and the baldy and is wondering what is wrong with this kid (he is the closet to thing to normal that I got).. C finishes his routine as the song ends and as we enjoy the moment for a bit while pretending it bothers us cause really with everything else going on this is nothing.. C throws kisses to the crowd as exits.. Not sure what the future holds for that kid but we are sure enjoying the roller coaster ride that gives us..
Weight and workout are doing great I am still not healthy with my knee but "it is what it is" when you are nearing 40...
I guess that is it for the day..
Heavy Out
I will try to make this brief.. But each year we have the elementary musical which has not and will never change. The kindergarten kids stand on risers and sing and beat this sticks to rhythm and the 1st grader get up and they play the tambourines.. Yada Yada.. Well they pack about a thousand Wisconites into an old gymnasium to witness this event each year. It was about 98.6 degrees this year in the upper bleachers so all you could smell was Winston's and day old miller lite as they wedged us in against the other nylon green and gold clad parents and grandparents. My kids as usual looked for way not to be seen with there parents, immediately darted for any kid they knew in the bleachers so as not to sit next to one angry hot bald man.. My wife smiled and pretended not to be with me so her old high school classmates would think she was alone. But as luck would have it we where positioned next to my wife's boss at the school.. My wife realized the mistake and tried to make the best o of it by introducing me in hopes that she would pity her for the rest of the school year. Oh you poor thing it looks like you had to settle. He must be a great dad (That is a nice way of saying you have a hideous spouse in hope that it will comfort spouses who obviously outclasses there spouse.) The lady smiles as she introduces me and does what people do when they approach something they can stand.. Oh you look like (They bring up any bald guy they know.. Sort of like I have lots of gay friends) I wanted to come back with you look just like Ruth Fuzzy for my own reasons but in the end I smile and say oh that is interesting (like the hair on my back) .. So anyway the concert continues with all of the kids getting on the risers looking like deer stuck in the headlights and we all smile and clap since we know this will be all over soon.. Then the third class is brought up where C is standing up on the end. (that is important later.) They sing the song and C has a couple friend hanging on him and he is getting pretty comfortable. Well too comfortable.. When the second song starts he makes some room on the risors for him self and he starts doing the robot dance followed by a whole lot dancing choreagraphy and hand motions to the lyrics to the song.. Everyone that we know in the crowd is looking back at beauty and the baldy and is wondering what is wrong with this kid (he is the closet to thing to normal that I got).. C finishes his routine as the song ends and as we enjoy the moment for a bit while pretending it bothers us cause really with everything else going on this is nothing.. C throws kisses to the crowd as exits.. Not sure what the future holds for that kid but we are sure enjoying the roller coaster ride that gives us..
Weight and workout are doing great I am still not healthy with my knee but "it is what it is" when you are nearing 40...
I guess that is it for the day..
Heavy Out
2 comments:
What's the deal with GW?
If you wanted to impress your wife's boss, why didn't you mention you work in IT? Wait a minute.
Would that be worse than a stripper in a gay bar?
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