Dad of 1
Giddyup!

Giddyup!

Good stuff!

Good stuff!

Its Hot Outside

And I don’t really mind it. I love the summer and the sun.

But the Midwest is weird. It was 90 all weekend and the next few days…..highs in the low 60s. WTF?

Anyway, while its still hot…….off to a friend’s house for some drinks! 

I just hope I don’t overdue it!

Good News

My sister just found out this morning that she is having a baby girl in October.

I am so happy for her and her husband, she really wanted a girl! This little girl will come out with pink everywhere and probably some sort of designer purse. Ha. 

This baby also broke the tie, there are 3 grandsons and 3 granddaughters. 

This makes me very happy that my family is growing. It is so awesome to have little ones running around during family functions. It takes me to a place where I can actually have a “family.”

I cannot wait to meet her. She has 20 weeks left, but I am sure it will fly by.

She wouldn’t tell me the name, she just told me it was a one syllable name. I have been running names through my head all day trying to figure it out. I got nothing. 

This is my baby sister, so I am extra happy for her. 

Keep Moving Forward

I went home this past weekend to visit some family and friends. It was nice to get away from my home, to be with people I don’t see often. It was nice to relax and not have to worry about the day to day grind.

And it was even better because I brought someone with me to share the experience. Someone who means a whole lot to me, someone who I was so proud to have with me. 

This special someone made the visit home so much more vibrant, so much more enjoyable. She talked, laughed, took pictures and even cooked for my entire family. She fed babies, she cleaned, she even went to my mom’s grave site with me. She fit in so well it was scary. My family loves her. My sister called me tonight and we spoke about the weekend, all good things!

This girl is a dream. And I mean that in every sense of the world. You want beauty, she’s got it, you want brains, she’s got that too. And she is funny, thoughtful, genuine, personable, caring and so much more. 

This morning, we were rifling through some old pictures and jewelry that belonged to my mom. I liked sharing that with her. It was a special moment. Amongst these old things were two handwritten notes. From me to my mom and dad. 

I was terrified of what they said. Immediately, she asked to read them. I was now even more terrified. But I didn’t hesitate (as I skimmed the note) and handed it over to her. 

She read them as I anxiously awaited her reaction. She was touched too, touched that my mom had hung onto these two notes…..and ONLY these two notes. They meant something to her. And it melted my heart. It melted because my mom had kept them, and it melted again because the only other person I would have wanted to read them, was there with me.

These notes were about two points in my life where I had felt I let my parents down. One when I was a senior in HS and the other when I was a freshman in college. And I was not proud of myself.

She reminded me on the way home that she was proud of me, that she believed in me amidst my shortcomings. She knows that I learn the hard way and that it takes time. But her patience gleamed and we reflected on a truly wonderful weekend together. And she reassured me that I do work on me and that I am trying. I am the luckiest guy in the entire world, and I have no doubt about that!

So, in short, I keep moving forward, I keep trying. I will continue to get better. And I will not be mean, I will not use words to hurt the ones closest to me. 

I keep moving forward, I just hope my special someone is on the journey with me. And after this weekend, I have no doubt she is.

This happened! I took my boy to his first Giants ballgame, with my dad! It was an amazing experience, one I have dreamed of for some time now.

There were so many emotions, too many to get into.

There are things from this mini trip I will never forget:

  • Conlan’s smile as we entered the park
  • His 1st hot dog (at the ballpark)
  • The look on his face - in complete awe
  • Holding him and explaining the game
  • Watching him hold his hat over his heart during national anthem
  • Getting autographs from the players
  • Taking pictures with my dad
  • Talking with my dad

This was a special trip for me, and after some down time, I realize how special it was for my dad too. He said something on the way to the game today, something that made me so proud to be his son.

I can’t wait to do this again someday, out in San Fran at AT&T Park. GO GIANTS!!

My little guys 1st game

My little guys 1st game

And then….

He stole the remote, changed the channel and commented how he disliked the show I had on. 

Oh the nerve……

I shut it down, claimed I was going to bed. 

I fucking hate

when you clean the shit out of your place and someone comes over and has complete disrespect for the work you put in.

Not using a coaster, brought grass in on his shoes. And that is just so far.

I really enjoy living in a clean place, I guess I am almost anal about it. 

Just a little respect, that is all I ask. 

I think I will make a drink to make this part of my night pass by.

Sigh.