Category Archives: Dad Stuff

Sometimes

Well, that wasn’t it. It was a fouled plug.

Sometimes I feel like giving up, selling the truck, and buying something else.

The strongest steel is forged in the fire of a dumpster.

Some wise person on the internet.

But with car prices as they are I don’t want a new bill for the house. I’ll figure it out eventually.

That’s it. (Hopefully) Thats the post.

Oh, and uh, Happy Father’s Day to all you fellas just trying to hold it together.

You are not alone. We’re all in this together.

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Sam: Day Out Pt. 2

I guess this is an extension to what I write every day. It’s personal without being personal. I don’t know if that makes sense. This is my outlet. Just trying to catch any new followers up with what this is about.


Knowing I had to go pick up those packages yesterday, I did some prior proper planning and asked my don, Sam, if he wanted to ride with me several days before. Rock Hill means one thing to him, Joe’s Classic Video Games.

No guy’s day out is perfect without fire and smoke.

My son is an avid collector of video games. It’s his passion if a twelve-year-old can have a passion. He collects older consoles as well. His oldest one being a Nintendo Game Cube (that will probably make a few who read this feel old.) The Game Cube is ancient tech to him.

So we rode together yesterday and were gone half the day. It was great!

Wearing an Arby’s shirt, eating at Hardee’s, wishing he was at Chick-Fil-A.

When it’s just me and him we can just be guys. I’ve missed a lot of his school stuff this year. Awards, performances, Beta Club induction to name a few and this saddens me.

We talked about it a couple of nights ago, and he understands. But he shouldn’t have to. I should be there. Always.


One day he’ll be too big for my towel but not yet. Cold in the truck and it’s what I had. Always carry a towel. πŸ˜‰

Today is Sunday. We’ve rested and are preparing for another week.

Knives sharpened, nails trimmed (I consider them tools and weapons), and neat. Packed out the EDC bag. I probably carry too much but…

If you stay ready you don’t have to get ready.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Boys Day Out

My daughter is gone on a trip with the band and since it was the boys first year he didn’t go.

We had a boys day out today. We went to get our haircuts, did some shopping, hit up Walmart and Lowes, grabbed some lunch, and took a friend along.

My daughters prized possession and favorite fella in the world, Pengu, her stuffed penguin, who she’s had since she was two.

This may have aggravated her, but I hope she knows we were thinking of her and trying to make her laugh.

We had a good day. A great day.

Then we came back home and helped mom around the house and got clothes done, cooked dinner, and then settled down to a game of CoD.

We made that Legendary status we were after tonight. He was so proud.

It has been a long day, especially for a stuffed penguin.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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People Don’t Anymore

I was outside taking a mid-morning break when an older gentleman walked out of the store.

I watch the people around me and notice things. It’s a good habit.

This gentleman was wearing a heavy coat, red baseball cap, grey running shorts reminiscent of Army PT gear, flip flops, and socks. His gait wasn’t the steadiest. I thought that better footwear would be a good thing for him the way he was walking because one little slip off the curb and…

There he went. Straight to his right side, luckily not hitting his head but knocking the glasses from his face. The chicken and book he was carrying went flying. Embarrassing for anyone but for a man, especially older, this is a strike to the ego.

And I did something I’m ashamed of, and you’re thinking I laughed.

I didn’t.

I hesitated.

And if you’ve been reading this blog for long, you’ll know why I hesitated.


People. I don’t like being around people much, but I enjoy peopleβ€”especially the elderly because they have so many stories and a lifetime of those stories to tell.

They’ve existed, like I have, in a time before social media and things like smartphones. We were connected to a world that didn’t have a signal. We were connected through actual relationships to people. Some of us still are.


I hesitated because, in this litigious society, you can have the best of intentions and still end up neck-deep in trouble you don’t want just by doing the right thing.

I don’t care; I still do the right thing. I just hate that I hesitated for a fraction of a second.

I ran over, and after a couple of tries, we got him back on his feet.

β€œAre you okay?”I asked.

β€œYeah. That’s the second time this week.”

I’m thinking it’s only Monday.

β€œThanks for helping. People don’t anymore,” he said.


People should. Maybe if we all did, it would make the world a better place.

People see what you do. Positive things people see others do can have a positive influence.

Someone’s always watching. You might think I’m talking about God, which is true.

Him.

But I’ve got someone else watching and learning from me. I can’t let him down.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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BACK

I left the house at 4:30. For the first time, I was late for a reset.

It is what it is.

I’m not going to stop caring, but I have to stop letting this stress me.

Basically, I’m resetting a whole aisle of potato chips today. We do this every year, twice a year. Usually it’s with three people. Today I am alone.

I am following the old patterns. Set 8’, take a break. I can’t let it overwhelm me, I’ve got a lot of other stuff to do in the store, and then I have to go to another store.


Not bad. Four hours and seventeen minutes on the reset. I could have done it in three hours with help. Maybe.

OR help would have slowed me down.


There’s a goal for today. Not just to stay on my feet after the first part of the week.


And done for the day. So tired. It ended at 4:00.

Came home. Browned some hamburger for supper and set up for the festivities later.


She turned seventeen today. It has been quite the journey the last couple of years. I posted to Instagram today about it being one big adventure, and it has.

I never imagined being a father. I can’t remember not being one for the most part. She, her brother, and their mother are my world.

They’re the reason I put in long days when I have to.

It ain’t all sunshine and roses. If life was like that it wouldn’t be worth living.

You wouldn’t recognize the good times.

Grumpy teenager shows teeth in rare display of happiness.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Bad Monday

I spent the day in an ER. After everything that happened this weekend, I started feeling some pains at work this morning that weren’t right, so I went to urgent care. They sent me to the ER to get an EKG and blood work done.

I’ll be the last to admit it, but I’m getting older, best to play it safe.

It turns out that my heart is fine, my lungs are fine, my bloodwork showed nothing abnormal.

I’m not immortal, but sometimes I feel like it. And that feeling will get me killed one day. So I’m going to start making some lifestyle and diet changes.

Because that’s part of being a good dad and a good husband, sticking around.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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