Some Things on My Mind
April 30, 2009, 9:19 am
In no particular order:
1. Partisan politics: makes me sick to stomach. I am tired of hearing both parties cry when not in power.
2. Dawn Power Packs Rule!
3. I am the handiest man in the whole world! Before last week had you asked me to grab my tools I would have grabbed my camera, computer and cell phone…but since I fixed a clogged train I am now sure I can buy a fixer upper, demolish it and start from scratch…hell I will even fashion my own hand tools.
4. Call Frequency: This morning I got up 1/2 hour early to make Taylor a special lunch. When she woke up the first thing she asked was whether her Mother called her last night…she had not. I felt like an unappreciated Mother and thought back to the days when I was the guest star showing up to go shopping, get mani-pedi’s and eat out.
5. You get what you pay for: I thought I got a good deal buying a pair of new flip flops at CVS for 6.99…the straps have made my feet bleed everyday since. NO I will not get rid of them, the top of my feet will eventually grow callouses unless I bleed out first.
6. Love vs Life: When you really love someone but can’t stand a situation how long should you wait for them to remedy it. When does loyalty and patience turn into self hating stupidity?
7. Crutches: I’ve recently laid down some crutches I’ve been leaning on for many years, I realized what I thought was propping me up, was really just slowing me down. It’s true crutches will keep you from falling but they offer no help when it comes to making forward progress in life. I decided to let momentum keep up instead of crutches keeping me standing in the same place.
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The Priority Epiphany
April 28, 2009, 9:52 pm
I recently had an epiphany thanks to an email exchange with my ex-wife concerning the amount she’s been calling Taylor since she’s been living with me.
After writing her a nice email asking her to call more, she responded saying she had been going over her daytime minutes and would like to call her after 9pm because that’s when her minutes are free.
Taylor’s bed time is 830 (and a well rested child is a well behaved happy child) so I suggested that whomever she’d been using her daytime minutes to speak to should in fact wait until after 9 so Taylor could continue the success she’d been having since she was here.
As I wrote I realized that some of my own priorities were also skewed and that with some adjustment of personal habits I could continue my own personal growth and success. Life is about priorities, investing in whats working and cutting loose what’s not.
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yeah…thanks, but no thanks. (the unwanted advance)
April 27, 2009, 8:32 pm
Recently I got a taste of what a woman may feel like when she is exposed to unwanted and most unwelcome advances from the opposite sex.
For those with ADHD, my realization is that when someone claims to want you before they know you it’s not about you at all, it’s about them. They WANT you because they feel you will somehow VALIDATE THEM.
It’s purely a selfish endeavor of which I want no part.
Pretty BackStory:
A couple of months ago I was able to reconnect via Facebook with a group of folks I went to church with in high school . We’ve had the opportunity to reminisce about our crazy antics, catch up on what’s happened the last _ _ years, and be part of each others new lives. We’ve exchanged recipes, stories, pictures and laughs. For the most part I’ve been completely happy to reconnect with all of them… well, all except one.
Her advances are insulting, she has no idea who I am nor what interests me, she didn’t even bother to read the basic information on my profile before claiming she wanted me as her boyfriend… her motives are completely self serving.
After my initial rebuff she has been dormant the last two months until I posted a quote: “my god I already put my wedding announcement in cigar aficionado. JD 30 Rock” Somehow she thought a wedding announcement (although fake) was an appropriate time to begin trying again.
This is a tidbit from a conversation yesterday:
Her: Are you really getting married?
Me: it was a quote from 30 Rock…notice “JD 30 Rock”?
Her: You look really hot with your head shaved.
Me: I shave it when it gets hot, I could careless what it looks like
Her: If you were single I’d totally go after you
Me:
Her: So it’s beautiful out I was thinking of coming to DC
Me: there is plenty to do in the city
Her: I know
Me: great, have a good time
Her: I am not going to go unless I meet up with someone who lives there
Me: (signed off)
Not mature enough to ask me directly if I cared to spend time with her and not fun enough to do something in which I might be interested… Sounds like a real catch.
Yeah… thanks but no thanks.
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Guess We're Disagreeing About Agreeing to Disagree?
April 27, 2009, 8:53 am
When love, hurt and history convene in a conversation the results can be nothing short of maddening.
Perspectives skewed, hearts pumping, brains racing and feelings welling up make for heated discourse no matter who the parties or what the subject.
Last night I screamed, yelled, even hurled an insult or two…hung up, called back, apologized, withdrew my apology…then issued a retraction on my retraction…of course my retraction was w/explanation.
It’s almost comical this morning (my actions: not the feelings involved) but I realized that breaking new ground is not easy, changing habits, and accepting what the other is saying even if you don’t agree is healthy and like anything the more you practice the easier it becomes.
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Boobs aren't funny
April 25, 2009, 9:45 am
I’ve sworn on a Bible, on this blog, in front of the Flag, friends and my Mama that the word “boobies” would always be funny.
My whole life I’ve always thought the words: boob, boobies, boobage, breastisis all were completely hilarious….until yesterday.
While at the park with Clarence and Taylor I let them both play in the fountain. Everything was fine until she bent over to pet Clarence and I almost said cover your b _ _ b, I stopped mid sentence covering my eyes as if my retinas had been burned by an eclipse.
All I could muster was “Taylor you can’t lean over in a tank top…cause you can see your (god smite me) chest”.
Boobs aren’t funny.
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Names Alonzo, Looks Like a Jim to Me.
April 24, 2009, 8:31 am
Every morning on my way to the The Spirit of Justice Park I get a big wave and good morning from a stocky bald Capitol Police Officer and honestly it brightens my day.
Normally, without stopping I give a big wave and “morning, it’s a beautiful day”….which is fine but anonymous and in my opinion was taking without giving back. So yesterday I walked over and stuck out my hand with a smile and said “I’m Michael and this is Clarence.”
“Names I’m Alonzo”
“Well I appreciate you saying good morning Alonzo, I hope you have a great day and I will see you tomorrow.”
“Alright Mike…Clarence you have a good day too.”
Moving in & out of our busy stressful days it’s easy to shut everyone out, making those around us invisible and only there to service our needs.
We become internal narcissist caring only about our own worries, needs and wants when in reality a little relief from comes from giving affirmation not receiving it.
This morning I able to initiate the conversation and call Jim (Alonzo) by the name is mama gave him:
“Morning Alonzo (Jim)” I waved with a cheeky grin.
“MIKE! CLARENCE! HAVE A GREAT DAY!”
(you bet we will)
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The Odyssey Through A 12 Year Olds Ipod: The Bone Dance
April 22, 2009, 8:53 am
If you know me, you know I am still mourning over the loss of my iphone and still trying to cajole ATT out of a non-$500.00 replacement… hell they tell me something different every time I call about my bill, so I imagine I will slip through a crack…eventually.
Since my day includes a minimum of two hours of walking (I love every second) I’ve been using my daughters Ipod to fill in the gap of mobile entertainment.
Scrolling through her songs I was ready to swear off Hannah Montana, when I saw a song called “Bone Dance”… What else could she be talking about but doing the nasty… I started a letter to Billy Ray Cyrus in my head,
“DEAR SIR!…
Then the song started:
(“My bod has many parts
And this is where it starts
Phalanges I have ten
And Metatarsals then
I got some Tarsals too
I’ll put ‘em in my shoe”)
…my daughter loves the show. ”
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Susan Boyle
April 14, 2009, 8:42 am
48 years is a long time to hold on to a dream… but not if it comes true.
Watching Susan Boyle on youtube performing “I dreamed a dream” I had tears rolling down my face. I imagined her telling her cat goodbye and getting on a bus heading towards the audition having no idea she was about to touch millions of people worldwide. I wonder how many times she has sang that song to her cat and furniture envisioning a time when she would be in front of an audience.
The obvious lessons are: don’t judge a book by its cover and never give up on your dreams.
The subtext is you have to work your dream when no one cares so you can seize the opportunity when they do!
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Singlefatherness: A Review
April 11, 2009, 10:10 am
I never could have imagined how much joy having my daughter full time would add to my life.
I’ve received copious amounts of advice…solicited, and un.
One thing I’ve heard again and again was “not a lot of men would”, to which my thought has been maybe it’s because not a lot women would let them. I suppose it’s both.
Today I’d like to encourage Fathers to be more involved with their children. This morning we spent an hour hula hooping at the dog park but previously to January I would have sent her a text and chatted with her on the phone… but I would have sent a text and chatted with her on the phone.
Even wind wears down rock after enough years and when it comes to our children (and others I believe) there is no gesture too small and no I love you goes unheard.
True, it’s been a short amount of time and like any great adventure may end in tragedy but the journey will have been worth its consequence.
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Quote Good Enough for Its Own Post
April 9, 2009, 6:36 am
Our Deepest Fear
by Marianne Williamson
A Return To Love: Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you no to be?
You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Shine Bright Today!
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