Mar 252011
 

Dear friends,

I wanted to take the time to fill you in on what has been going on with me and the family for the past few years. Sorry I have not taken the time to do this sooner; I’m a horrible writer.

We had a lttle girl in September  2007, a beautiful ginger top, and now every time I want to get lucky, my wife insists I put a condom on because she is adamant about not putting herself through that again.  It wasn’t so much the pregnancy and giving birth, it’s having a little girl.

Our son finally understands he is a brother, and screams at us every time she gets near him and his toys. I believe he’s forgiven his mother already, but I’m fairly certain he still hates me.

We decided since we had a girl we’d give her a girl name and went with something traditional, but we’ve realized we made a mistake and have adopted the name “Christ Ol’ Mighty will you stop…”

We moved into our Townhouse, and we were very excited to find a contractor to work with us on all the fixer uppers in it. Nice Chap he was…we gave him $10,000 and he gave us our dream home.  He put in a new bathtub that leaked into our kitchen ceiling, providing us with quicker access to the pipes under the uppstairs bathroom through the hole in the kitchen ceiling.

He also gave us new wood floors throughout the mid-level of the house which have a pleasant warp in the parts that aren’t actually popping up from the ground. It makes for interesting walks to the kitchen for another beer.

I can’t leave out the hole he put in the pipe between the kitchen and the guest bathroom while nailing in a piece of plywood under the sink. It was awesome having a pond in between the mid level and basement level, we thought about bringing in ducks, but after the basement ceiling collapsed we figured we’d put it off for awhile.

I am very pleased that he did take the time to ensure I get my fair share of schooling in home renovation by installing a new tile countertop in the kitchen.  Everytime a tile pops off and I get to fix it I feel the handyman in me growing stronger…it gives me purpose.

Finally, last but not least, for my $10,000 he even threw in a new guest bathroom renovation. He put in new marble tile floors, they’re pink, white and hardened grout color. The walls are priceless, what other person do you know that can sit on their toilet and reach under the kitchen sink to grab a sandwich bag? 

We’re actually thinking about taking all of the drywall out just so we can have easier access to the stuff in the upper cupboards. He hasn’t finished it all yet, but he’ll be back soon, I know because he told me so in July…of 2007.

The job is still going great, I should get promoted in March…wait, change that, maybe April…no, no, it looks like it’s going to be July now. I no longer receive quarterly awards, apparently that’s only something they do for the new guys to sucker them into staying, but I have been given additional duties. I am currently responsible for doing the work of three civil servants, so if this two week government forlough happens I have to take six weeks off with no pay. Oh yes,  the excitement is still there.

We don’t really live in the city anymore, just very close, so we no longer have Kabobs delivered at any hour, but we did have a double homicide two miles down the road, with the third victim in “grave condition” as of this morning.

We don’t have to worry about those damn helicopters waking us up in the middle of the night either, THANK GOD!!! Unfortunately though, we were stirred by repeated gun fire Saturday night. Nothing serious, it didn’t wake up the kids.

I miss my Silver VW, again…the new Audi and VW I replaced it with are doing great…well the VW is, kind of, I brought it to the shop last month and they told me it was going to need a new transmission, it would only cost me around $5,000…so it’s pretty much totaled. Not to worry though, the radio stopped working a month after we bought it and the turbo went out well before the transmission, just after the timing belt and cooling system was replaced.

At least I still got a deal on the Audi, and it lasted me just under a year too, then I had to pretty much give it away because the transmission locked up on me and it filled up with water every time it rained…GOD BLESS craigslist!!!!

My son is still defying me at every turn, and he still doesn’t do dishes.

The “little lady” and I did get married the 19th of June 2008, so we are coming up on our three year anniversary…and she’s only threatened to leave me once or twice…this month, my stats are getting better.

We went on our honeymoon to Antigua right after the wedding.

Within the first few hours of me and my new wife’s departure, my son showed some initiative and took that opportunity to make his first run at taking his sisters head off with a Tonka truck…he claims the brakes weren’t working…I’m inclined to believe him, but my wife thinks he may have been texting on his cell phone. 

The upside is we know that the hospital next to my mother-in-law’s house accepts our insurance and my daughter and I have matching scars on our forehead.

I would love to hear how things are going for all of you guys as well, so if you get the time, return the gesture!

Sincerly,

Living the dream!

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Mar 162011
 

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I feel like I owe people an explanation or at least clarify myself openly.  I am not a “great” dad or a “great” husband.  I know I write often about how much I love my kids and how wonderful my wife is, and I mean it all, but just because I tell you how I want to be as a parent and you hear all the nice things about my wife doesn’t mean I’m the perfect father and husband…far from it.

I re-read the things I write in my blog and I feel like a liar…not because I don’t feel that way, and not because I don’t try to improve, but because I don’t  make everything better when I say I’m going to.  I don’t think I deserve to be told I’m a great father by anyone other than my wife…because everyone else is judging me from my writing, and I just can’t live up to that at times.

Why am I saying this?

Last night I went to put my daughter in bed so I could get myself to sleep early enough to get six or more hours.  When we lay in her bed she asked for a story – not abnormal. My response to her was that she can either have a story or snuggle time with daddy, but not both because I’m tired…it takes five minutes for both.

I yell at my kids when I’m frustrated with them…I can’t act like “Super Nanny” just because I watched the show.  I ignore them when a good show is on.  I am too tired to play games or go outside…snap at my son pretty quick at times that I should be more understanding.

My wife and I argue once a week, maybe more, maybe less.  Just as much as the next couple I guess, but not as good as the “perfect couple”.  Often times I’m to blame because I act like an idiot, sometimes she’s to blame because…well, she’s not perfect either.  We watch “Modern Family”, and I still can’t get our arguments to 30 minutes or less.

I know a woman who regularly makes status line updates that paint her as a great mom, and her kids as saints…I’m here to tell you, it isn’t so.   She may not be a horrible mom, but she’s not “great” either – I know that seems harsh and judgmental, but I am just being honest from my perspective.

It doesn’t bother me so much that she does this, many parents do, but the fact that I know that she is not a great mother – though her husband is an awesome father – and I see her accept all the praise from her Facebook friends, kind of pisses me off.  If you’re going to reap the benefits, you should do the work, in my opinion.

I don’t want to be this woman; I don’t want to pretend to be a great parent and spouse and then come home and be someone completely different.   And in reality, I can’t live up to perfect parent status line, so all I can do is say;

“This is my confession, my kids, as wonderful as they are, make me want to run and hide sometimes when they get wound-up…and there are times when my daughter starts screaming that I want to duct tape her to her bed and close the door.

And the times when I get so frustrated with my wife’s stubbornness that I want to kick holes in the drywall – for the record, I don’t – are less than mature, and there are times that I just have to walk away from her because I am so angry.”

Being a spouse is a beast all on its own with the whole living together, sharing finances, cleaning up after one another, sex – having it or not having it – and sharing the T.V.  Throw in kids and holy cow! That’s why we’re mortal…if there wasn’t an end to it all who’d stick around, right?  No really…

I have been contemplating not posting this, it’s less than stellar writing and it’s cheesy for a guy to be writing –though I can be cheesy – but I’m stuck with the notion that I’m not alone.

There is so much out there that can make parents or spouses feel less than adequate in both departments.  There’s the relationship columnist that “knows everything” about relationships, the status-line “superstar” as I mentioned, or just the guy writing about his family that writes what he feels but not how it really is…I don’t want to make you feel inadequate and I don’t want to be “that guy”.

I’m not perfect and as hard as I try to be better, I’ll never get it right…no one will.

What did you do today that wasn’t perfect?  Let me know on the comments, you just might have me beat.

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