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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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A Saturday

We slept in.

After getting rolling with a nice cup of green tea I started working around the house a bit. The wife and kids slept really late this morning. She’s still nursing a headache and going back to school is taking it out of the kids.


We got the grocery list together and spent the afternoon together (me and the wife) doing the shopping. It’s nice to be alone for awhile. It’s a rarity nowadays. Becoming a thing more often now that the kids are older.


We watched Ghostbusters: Afterlife tonight as we are dinner as a family, something else that’s a rarity lately due to so much going on with school and work.

I believe this one to be equal to the original.

Laughs, adventure, hero moments and a heavy pull on the heartstrings.

I won’t spoil it for anyone.


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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Dad Stuff/Truck Stuff

I had another leak on Bruce. Same spot where we replaced the radiator hose.

Come to find out that the part the hose attaches to was the problem.

It was a tough part to remove and replace. We, me and Pop, spent the better part of the morning getting it out and back in. But it’s fixed.

During all this we had to remove a spindle that involves the serpentine belt so that we could actually reach the part. When we cranked it back up there was a horrible screech. Like banshees in a bag on fire beating a group of cats.

The truck still runs. It’s drivable. But they will hear you coming from miles away.

Still, no good for me.


I went on from working on the truck to going to the band competition and helping there, loading and unloading, etc.

84Β° in October in South Carolina may as well be 100Β°. Long story short, I was already worn out. I hadn’t eaten we’ll yesterday and I got a bit dehydrated fairly quickly. I have some minor problems with a recurring Hiatal hernia problem and I aggravated that.

Also, I try to film for the band and sat in the top of the bleachers in the sun which exacerbated the problem. That’s when Pop came over to check on me.

Good grandparents don’t miss grandkid stuff and they were there watching. Apparently while I was looking for them in the stands, I walked right passed them. I saw them but didn’t see them. Which cued mom to have dad come check on me.

The result was near heat exhaustion, and hernia problems knocked me down last night and today. I’ve been in and out of it on the couch. I feel 100% better than at 3 AM this morning.

Just to back track a bit, the wife received her second vaccine shot Friday. We ended up in the ER yesterday at 4 AM. She’s okay. Working through it. In my opinion our earlier fears are justified. She shouldn’t have been required to take the shot with her medical history. But this isn’t a medical or political page.

Sleep deprivation will throw you for a loop as well.


Today while I was somewhere in the void, Pop came and got the truck and replaced that part causing the noise. He wasn’t asked to. Didn’t have to.

He won’t even let me pay him.

And he told me, β€œI see what you do for your family and how hard you push. I don’t realize what you do sometimes.”

And I said thank you and he went back home.

And I stood in the garage and broke down. Because after all these years, he realizes, and that affects me in a healing sort of way.

And he knows, too.

What I do for my family I do out of love for my family. A lot of the time I do not matter. As long as they are safe and happy and healthy, I’m good.

It’s a joke from the old tv commercial. People make memes about it all the time.

What my dad knows is that I learned it from watching him. I’m a product of the way he raised me.

He never set a bad example for me.

I’m good today. I’ll be better tomorrow.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Done

Today was a competition day for the bandβ€”another sweep of first place and a superior rating. Well earned, well deserved.

North Central Silver Knights

So I’ve been on the run since 4:00 AM.

Various things have kept me running. The band, the wife, car stuff.

I am mentally and physically exhausted.

I may have pushed myself to the point if heat exhaustion and a possible pulled pec muscle. If I had pecs.

I’ma go pass out.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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400

Today marks four hundred days that I’ve been blogging here.

I haven’t missed a single day. It has been a lesson in discipline.

I didn’t start writing this for followers or to share any great truths. I write about what’s on my mind, what I’ve been doing, and where I’m going.

I’ve shared some pics, my family, a little of our lives.

I feel like something is about to change.

But, we’ll see. You never know where life will take you.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Quarantine (No Consistency)

I took the day off today to have a day. I was going to kick back, watch some TV and have my time. The same plan I had last Wednesday that went awry.

It was a nice day weather-wise.

My wife has a meeting on Wednesday mornings, and she overslept, so I offered to take our son to school. That way, she wouldn’t have to drop him off and my daughter off, and she would make it to work on time for her meeting.

That was at 8:15.

Sure enough 10 o’clock rolled around, and I got a phone call.

β€œMr. Seegars, your son has been identified as a close contact with a child who has Covid. You will need to come to pick him up.”

Now, we’re not getting overexcited about all this. It doesn’t mean that he has Covid. The way they test here it’s completely plausible that the other kid doesn’t have Covid either.

Now, the reason I’m writing about this, not just because it’s about my day, no it’s about the total circus that I had to go through to pick up my child from school.

I arrived at the school with my mask on (wear the damned mask) and walked into the office. There’s this large plexiglass shield so that the covid won’t get directly on anyone, and I had to yell at the unmasked secretary to get her to pay attention to the fact that someone was standing directly in front of her. She was too busy on her phone.

You’re a school district employee sitting in front of a tax payer on your phone. Wise up.

She was sufficiently put off about having to do her job.

Then I was told I’d have to go back to the lobby. Again, no one in the office is wearing a mask. Is it for Covid reasons? No. It’s for security reasons. The doors are badged and secured so not just anyone can walk in. What if someone dangerous walked through the door?

Well, guess what? I can be considered someone dangerous, trained by Uncle Sam to be dangerous. Not that I would ever do anything to endanger the lives of anyone around me. But the very reason those doors are there made me kind of laugh. They are not taking security seriously, it’s no joking matter. I take the safety and security of our children in this day and age very seriously. What if the wrong person does walk through those doors?

While I was waiting on my son, I needed to talk to the school nurse. I needed to ask if my daughter who is in high school, would have to quarantine as well because she’s in constant contact with my son.

Here we go again. The secretary isn’t on her phone this time; she’s talking to a coworker. They were close enough to kiss. I knocked on the window, and they both looked at me and then continued to talk.

And so I made my presence known. By loudly banging on the window.

β€œI need to talk to the nurse please.”

β€œShe’s on the phone.”

β€œWill you please let her know I need to talk to her.”

β€œAfter she gets off the phone. Please sit down.”

She did not let the nurse know. I remained standing because I do what I want.


My son came out, and I had to tell him to go back and get his drum kit from the band room. He walks back through the office past the unmasked folk and goes back to the band room to get his drum kit. Wouldn’t it have been safer, given the situation, for one of the folks from the office to get said kit so that my possibly infected son decreased the amount of contact with anyone else in the school? I guess not.

We sat another ten minutes waiting for the nurse, at which time I had to ask again to talk to the nurse.

Then she comes out and asked why I was leaving without talking to her first.

One, they rushed me out.

Two, I couldn’t get permission from Her Majesty over there to speak to you.

Three, I don’t know the protocol. It’s my first time.

Hell, it’s y’all’s fiftieth time and y’all don’t know what the protocol is.

My daughter doesn’t have to quarantine, which is fine. It makes absolutely no sense at all. But this is fine.


OK, so I am not anti-mask. There is a time and place still for that. It’s a personal choice. I have to wear one at work. All our schools are seeing increases in Covid cases. It would make sense to me that if any of these adults are around a child who is suspected even of having Covid that they would put on a mask. This is not the case. Again, it’s a personal choice. There is no mandate in South Carolina. To me it’s common sense.

The fact that my son was allowed to walk back-and-forth through the school while being suspected of having close contact with someone with Covid bothers me. I’m there to take him home to quarantine him for two weeks, why are you letting him walk back-and-forth through the school?

The security thing is a whole other issue. Public education often gets worse because the people who are running things have public educations. But these are people who were raised in a time when they taught you something you needed to know in schoolβ€”things like common sense. Which it is said cannot be taught, but you can be taught to mimic it.

I’m going to end my little rant here. I pray that my son is okay. I pray that the other child, his friend, is okay.

On the educational side, I’m not worried about him not being at school. He’s brighter than most of the kids I meet anyway. He has his moments where he is nothing but a dumb kid. But he’s clever, quick, and he’s going to do alright no matter what.

If I were going to give the school district a letter grade today, it would be an F-. only because I think that’s as low as you can go.

Y’all need to get your crap together.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Time Slips Away


It doesn’t take long to stop and enjoy what you happen to enjoy in life. It’s really only stopping for five minutes and taking in what’s around you. I don’t take my camera out of the bag enough; I’m guilty of looking straight down the road and only focusing on the destination as of late when I should be taking time to enjoy the journey.


There’s so much to see and I forget sometimes that I have to work for a living; I am a husband and father, and those come first. And I like my job and love my family.


But what I do, not best and not what I enjoy most, what’s at my core and gives me peace and alone time is this:

Just wandering and exploring and watching the revival of this and destruction of that. I’m an observer; I keep the record so that others might see what we were and what we are to become.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Good Old Days (A Glimpse At My Past)

My daughter went out on her first real night out with friends Friday night.

What started as three girls turned into three girls, two guys, and a little sister. All band geeks. And that’s cool.

This Easter. She’s still a kid, even at sixteen. Plus, candy.

She was sitting there last night telling us about what they did and mentioned, β€œwe went and got Taco Bell and sat in the bank parking lot and ate,” and then she just smiled.

One of those smiles of pure joy.

I remember those days. Just plain and simple. Happy.

Nothing beats that.


Yeah. That’s good.

I think I’ll leave it there tonight.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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First Day And Accomplishments

It’s only August 5th, and the kids are already going back to school. It is way too early for school. Summer isn’t over. We used to get out in May and go back after Labor Day.

I wouldn’t say I like this.

I now have a sixth-grader and a junior in High School.

I am getting old.

I wouldn’t say I like this.


Both of the kids are in the High School marching band and I am extremely proud of both of them.

Logan shines in the band. It’s her thing. I have never seen such a change come over a person when they take the field. She goes to battleβ€”a completely different kid from her usual laid-back self.

Sam was invited to try out for the high school band this year (he’s a sixth-grader), and he made it. He’s in the percussion section. Today was the first day of middle school.

He’s in middle school band class with a couple of kids from his elementary. One of them is Mallory, with who he has been in a rivalry since kindergarten. Grades, sports, etc.

She is a pretty thorn in his side.

He was talking about band class and mentioned that Mallory was in that class with him.

I look over and say, β€œSam, you did it. You beat Mallory. You’re in the high school band!”

He’s been walking around the house grinning like an idiot for the last thirty minutes. β€œI did it! I’ma have a celebratory donut!”

Celebratory Donut

You take the losses with a good attitude. But everyone should celebrate themselves every once in a while.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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