tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41938784816361234012011-12-18T08:47:02.453-05:00Well isn't this just marvelous?Dwaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09640030032688966862noreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193878481636123401.post-71641888326357776372011-03-19T19:48:00.001-04:002011-03-19T19:48:35.238-04:00

I remember wanting to get out of my hometown because I wanted to be "free.". It wasn't until rather recently I realized I really was free. I always was. I really want to be free of guilt, worry, and responsibility. That's real freedom but it's not really living. I wanted to escape and start fresh. It sounds easier than dealing with rumors but it's not. Friends and friends of friends may have high

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So many new things going on and I've not had time or ambition to post. After Squeak died we got the new kitten. It was sad to see Gypsy looking for him. I hated seeing her so lonely. We got a new kitten, Schuester. He's really giving her a workout. It's fun to see them play so much. His eyes aren't blue anymore but he's getting fluffy and resting more. There were so many sleepless nights that he

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I can't believe how some people can spend so many years with you and never really "get it." Some people who are supposed to be so close to me completely miss the point. I feel like a stranger.It's like cursing and giving the gestures to a red truck for cutting you off in traffic. The passenger in your car thinks you've got something against red trucks and starts defending the truck's color. Well

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It was a long journey for the old North Carolina cat we called Squeak. Our One-Eyed Fiona led us to the door where this poor little kitten was waiting for something to eat. He ate and ate and could not gain weight. As it turned out, he had a long tapeworm. He was so small he couldn't cry or meow, only "Squeak."Nine years later he developed some overgrowth of bad bacteria. I don't know how it

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If wishes were horses, we'd be knee-deep in horse shit. My lastest one is that we could either bank time, sell time or buy time. It sounds like stoned pondering from my college days but eh.Sometimes I'm so tired and I wish I could just take what I'm "worth" and buy a nap in the vending machine. If I earn $15 an hour, I could put that amount in the machine and get a hours worth of rest without

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I know you thought you were helping when you consolidated my student loans. You sound so cheery when you offer a forbearance. Beth lied to me when she told me everything was good to go for the unemployment deferment. Mindy, you lied when you said you called me and left me a message. Bitches! You're so nice because you think I don't know you're screwing me.

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Despite what you think, the Christmas Holiday is not the most wonderful time of the year. In fact there is much more depression and suicide during this Holiday than any other. Get off your high horse and quit whining that your life is the most terrible one in the world.Thinking and even saying that every year you hope this is your last and there is nothing left to live for makes everyone around

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Once upon a time, I was told that if someone were to give me a $100 bill, I would complain that it was wrinkly. I'm finding myself in that same unsatisfiable mood lately. I have a job now which is really a prayer answered. I have so much and I still feel like something is missing.Am I an ungrateful brat because I feel like there should be more? So I've been working, talking to teachers and

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So I found this neat little app I can use to blog during downtime when I'm out and about. This might be just what I've been needing.Teaching Spanish today. Subbing for my old mentor teacher. It's weird to be back at this school again but I refuse to let it hold me down. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

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I'm getting more and more concerned about squeak. He's had the shits for what I think has been more than a month. Sometimes he seems to be doing better and other times I feel like we're just moseying along with placebos.It started with just crapping by the dining table on the carpet. Yes my friends, the landlord has the whole place covered in think really dark pink carpet. I've become used to it.

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Some good things have been happening and I just want to share with my blog family. I'm still dealing with Facebook's making me a lazy blogger. Somehow, I will have to make this work again. Maybe shorter, more frequents posts would be in order as I find myself going over my 140 quite frequently.I have had three interviews for the same job. I applied for economic service worker with the state.

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41Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. 42But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins,j worth only a fraction of a penny.k 43Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all

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Dear God,I'm really sorry for all the trouble I have caused. I know I'm not perfect but please, please, pretty please, can I get out of time out now?

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Finding myself lost it facebook updates, I've lost track of blogging....again. I really do need this outlet. Sometimes I go a week with nothing to say only to find myself ready to pour out in a facebook update.The problems is the facebook updates are so limited. You can only expect about a tenth of your friends to see the update. Of those, half of them might read past the first line. It's not

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Becoming a parent was one of the best things I've ever done with my life. It has also been the scariest. They have given me confidence but also fear. Sure there are times I feel invincible and I can be as crazy as I want to be in the name of entertaining children. Then there are times we ride carnival rides, they get too close to the cliff at Old Man's Cave, they take dog biscuits from strangers

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The job market is really diseased right now. Like looking for fresh fruit that is all bruised. I've had a couple interviews. I thought I might be able to substitute but I have to cough up some cash to take an online class. Apparently when your superintendent screws you into unemployment, you still have to take expensive graduate credit to maintain your certification.Substituting in WV still

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The kids are both now in school full time. I don't like Sophia's teacher very much. Thaddeus had stay-in on the first day of kindergarten. I miss our pre-K Fridays off.Stay-In is the new nice word for detention. To hear him tell it, the teacher "cut him off." I couldn't figure out if that meant she cut him in lunch line or if he was in the middle of one of his stories or retelling of his favorite

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Life has become a series of twitter, facebook, and myspace updates that fit into 140 characters. When I got my iPhone for my birthday, I started downloading free applications. I feel like I have purchased the "lite" version of my life.People say my life seems so interesting and exciting. I think it is boring. I always want to do more. I think of things I miss out on. All the concerts, art

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A trip to Cedar Falls was all he had planned. Forgoing real plans for a fun day out with the kids, he woke up and asked, "What are we going to do today?" To be honest with himself, he already had some semblance of a plan. Knowing the unemployment check would be in the mail in a couple days, he had plenty time to take them paddle boating at Beech Fork another day.He had enough gas in his land

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Wasn't there a candy bar by that name long time ago. I wonder if they still make it. I'm referring to Thaddeus's issues. We can't figure it out. His teacher of two years can't figure it out. The speech/language therapist can't figure it out. As some people say, "He's just different."We've thought maybe mild autism but there's not enough symptoms for that. Sometimes, it seems like he knows but he

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There are times I don't want to talk about my feelings because at one time I thought it was a sign of weakness. Still, my therapist says maybe there is no big mystery. Maybe in hiding some things or pretending to be something I'm not, then I've really assimilated it into my being. In plain English, maybe I've become what I wanted. I don't think so.I really just want to be interesting...and that

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I joke about this but a couple years ago, my Mom told me everyone knows I am gay. First I thought, "Who's everyone?" Then she asked me, "Doesn't that bother you?"I guess since it's pride week, I'll share a little tidbit.I've learned so much about myself in the last couple years. I've learned that guilt and shame have played very large roles in my life. As I tried to hide this part of me, I

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No not that you horny bastige. However, I am one of those weird guys who thinks of a movie quote to fit every situation like Martin Tupper in that old tv show Dream On. It's almost as bad as my knack for breaking into song at odd times. To other music folk, it seems normal. To the rest of the world and my family, I look like an alien. The point? In Mannequin, when Hollywood sprays the cops he

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So much crap has been going down lately and it all seams so surreal. I think I'm completely off the antidepressant that kept me from caring about the mess in my house and the lack of employment. I don't even know where to start. For your sake, I will try to keep each topic to one medium paragraph.A former teacher turned himself in 23 years after he molested his nine year old stepson. This

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I feel like I'm finally waking up to find nobody else was sleeping. It's like when you fall asleep with one of the kids on your lap while watching tv. You wake up and find your empty lap. Look around and the fridge is wide open, the toilet is overflowing, popcorn burnt in the microwave, freeze pop wrappers everywhere and the cat looks pissed.I remember the summer. It was fun. Not as much fun as I

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Does it count as adult content if I don't post nudity but say fuck a lot? Just wondering.

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I have a funny feeling about MACs. I know there are people out there who use them. I think my brother bought one. I can't help thinking that the people who use them are all goody goody fuddy duddies. It's a pretentious bastad's computer. I mean don't you have to buy an apple computer if you want to use the wonderful OS?Now Windows people are more of the smoking section, pot-smoking, beer drinking

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Sometimes I just feel stuck. The days and weeks go by and I wonder where in the hell the went. I mean, Christmas and Easter happened but I don't remember much of what happened between. I blame drugs. Fucking Wellbutrin. I'm getting sick and damn tired of feeling nothing and everything. One minute I'm comfortably numb and the next I feel everything like a woman with the worst case of PMS. But the

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I stretched my neck and it cracked. It was last Sunday. Last week I went to a chiropractor three days in a row. Monday I was so stiff, I couldn't drive to barbershop practice and I really needed the practice. I have started having the performance anxiety because Monday the director changed the blocking in one song.Remember when we had the coaching session? The professional who may be one of our

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Nurseries in church are counterproductive in my opinion. I'll elaborate. When I was young, I didn't even know what a nursery was. I don't think I even heard the word until I was allowed to watch Mary Poppins in Junior High. Mom and Dad didn't want to hear that shit so it wasn't until my stepmom came around that I started watching musicals and listening to classical music.Later when I started

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I don't know when it happened, it just did. I was reading The Emperor's New Clothes to the kids at bedtime the other night and it's still ringing. All the technical stuff is starting to make my head spin. Recently, I upgraded my plan to unlimited texting...stop laughing at me.I thought it was pretty neat that I could update my myspace status from my phone and then I could upload pictures to

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Well, lets see.....ugh I hate when people say that. If you want to know anything else about me, just ask. Brother! Don't ask me stupid questions. You could go to just about any myspace profile and read the same garbage in every "about me" and you'll probably see something along these lines and usually something about how they hate writing that part. So don't! Save us, please.What's even more

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Okay, I finally fixed all my entries and I'm ready to open the permissions to everyone. To celebrate, am having a little contest. If you think you know what marvelous is, and you can make a good custom header for my blog that is just as marvelous, I want to see it. Email me your ideas. They need to be 648 pixels and the winner will get the bragging rights as well as a featured link in the sidebar

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I thought I'd share this.and it's inspiration.

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Believe it or not even though most people have latest blog entries that are a year old or so, I was accused of having neglected my blog last night. So this one's for her. I've got several things on my mind but not enough to warrant a blog entry of their own, I give you....Verbal Diarrhea.Earlier this week a fellow baritone, Rick Jackson passed away. I saw him around Christmas and despite his

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If you read that right, congratulations. I always shop way ahead of myself to get the best deals. I thought of this last night when Jen didn't grab the St. Patrick's Day cowboy hat because I bet it is on sale. Sometimes I buy ahead so it won't be gone. Like buying clothes at walmart before season because if you wait until after season all the other fatties will have taken the larger sizes leaving

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I watched this awesome movie this evening. I love the musical/magical element of it. Basically she was given the gift of obedience and yes she's in a giant bar. It reminds me of another one of my favorite movies, one by Baz Luhrmann, Strictly Ballroom. It's another magical movie. If you liked Moulin Rouge, you'll probably like it. I can't say much more, just watch.

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Note: This was posted on the 17th on myspace but as before, for coming to the real blog, you get the bonuses.I bet you perverts were thinking something awful. No, today is St. Patrick's Day and it has been four years since Poppy died. I don't know why this year it is so hard for me. The day my grandma died passes under the radar. Maybe because he died on a holiday (I hope I'm not getting the date

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Seriously, what is up with all these so-called toys that are not for children? Let me explain. I remember some time ago going to a relative's house I think and there was a big ball. The relative didn't want Thaddeus to touch the ball. I thought it was absurd to expect a little boy not to want to play with a ball.The ball ended up in time out. Time out for toys just means nobody gets to play with

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I didn't think anyone cared this much and I didn't expect this out of the apathetic West Virginians. I forget sometimes people have no life. Let Us Vote from FPCWV on Vimeo.Some of the points they make are just so ridiculous I'm not going to...well either you get it or you don't. Here watch this to wash that out of your system.Now go hit play on the playlist and listen to Lily Allen...you'll

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This is still a peeve of mine. I always get in trouble for correcting grammar in public because I'm not "an English teacher." I guess English teachers are the only ones allowed to have a grasp of the language. C'mon people, quit making excuses.I know I'm not perfect. My verb agreements were always getting me in trouble. I don't know why this particular grammar mistake has really got me fired up.

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This shit storm started with a news article ran on WOWK. I thought when it first ran, he was only interim. Then later they say he is going to be gone in July.I like to read the comments so I'm posting a direct link to WSAZ for you to go read the comments and post some of your own. I can't believe there's not one person who really has something nice to say about this guy. I don't think he will be

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I thought this was neat. If you don't take the time to watch it right now, then I'll redundantly share the quote at the end."Two million people die each year from work-related stress issues. That's two September 11ths every day - and there is no 'war on work'..."-Tom Hutchkinson, How to be IdleI thought it was pretty neat. This guy has a video blog titled Break the Illusion and I think it is a

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I've been needing a change of subject lately for something a little lighter. The negative thoughts have been consuming me and I may just get them out and save for drafts when I'm manic or something. Remind me and I'll tell you about Thaddeus's flu, getting financially raped at the movies, and my car going tits up. I think it's the transmission.Anyway since I thought Thaddeus was sick, I planned

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This is just crazy. I'll try copying from his hometown paper...the Lincoln Journal.UPDATED: Bill would banish Barbie; Letterman next for Eldridge?[Click the photo to go to the Lincoln Journal.]THUMBS DOWN: Lincoln County Delegate Jeff Eldridge's (inset) bill would mean an end to Holiday Barbies like this one, from Christmas 2008. (Lincoln Journal image) Click here to read the full

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Recently I received a letter from DHHR that I had to go review my information to keep receiving food stamps. When I arrived, I learned that Obama signed basically a stimulus package so we can get more food stamps. If you've ever been unfortunate enough to need DHHR but fortunate enough to qualify, you've sat in the waiting room. I did for half an hour before leaving...they were swamped and there

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Here is a great recipe for trail bologna handed down from my grandma. Mom and I were trying to figure out its origin. She said Norm, and I said Jeannie Staats. Anyway, here it is.2 lbs deer burger1T tenderquick1/8 tsp garlic powder1 1/2 tsp liquid smoke1/4 C waterPepper to tasteMix & shape into rolls on wax paper. Refrigerate for 24 hrs. Bake at 300 for one hour.Now that you have the precious

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This is another post from myspace. I've added a few gems to sweeten the experience and to make your stop at my blog worth your time. Btw, if you're interested in the contest, it is over. Go ahead and click on it to see the winners...and smile.So my underwear issues are not sacred when it comes to blogging. After my little stint at baseball in grade school, I heard too many horror stories of the

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Funny story for some of you and even funnier for those of you who knew my grandma.Many years ago, my great aunt pieced together a quilt and the female members of my family gathered in my grandma's living room to quilt it. Later that summer, at the family reunion they held a drawing. There was no ticket to purchase, just a drawing. Guess who won. Yours truly.I think at the time, I wanted something

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This as well as some of these posts was published on myspace. I'm a little partial to blogger but I'm still deciding if what I post exclusively over his is "appropriate" for the general public. They might just blow up at all the fabulousness up in here.Yeah so that's my tits you're staring at. Kinda like a car wreck huh? Well I've suffered from a generalized anxiety disorder for many years. Seems

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Made some damn fine potato soup so I thought I'd share how I did it. I've been digging using the crockpot if I can remember to get all that shit in there soon enough to eat it before bedtime. Thanks to Erica for giving me the peace of mind to leave it on when I'm not home.Get someone else to cube your potatoes because they're a pain in the ass. If I do it, I leave the stinking peelings on. That's

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I feel pangs of guilt that I haven't kept up my blog. Parts of me want to make sure I don't leave out any of the sordid details of my nutty life because some of them are quite funny. I think some of the funniest shit is just...well you had to be there and nobody is here so they miss out on me.Golly Gee, the last post was before Christmas. Let me summarize: It came and went. Everyone said I

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Before I can say anything noteworthy, you have to watch this....carefully.I remember days of watching All My Children and loving to see Ryan...especially when he was shirtless. I never dreamed I'd get the chance to see his whale tail. Goodbye Greenlee. Hello Ryan!!!Okay so now that we're all distracted. I can't think of anything "noteworthy" about which to write. Enjoy!

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Sometimes I feel like life is just passing me by. So much stuff seems to be happening and I notice that I'm not a part of it. Last night, I skipped barbershop mainly because of gas. It wasn't that I would run out on the way or on the way back but I knew my half tank would have to get me through the weekend and I don't have the heart to tell him that my account is overdrawn again. I thought

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I've been running and doing so much crap I haven't been able to keep track of my blog and now I've forgotten half of what has happened. It's probably better that I don't drivel about the mundane events of everything but still, I can go on and on and on.A couple weeks ago, I went to the new church. When the Episcopal priest said Thaddeus's sitting in the choir wasn't working, I decided if I was

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Right now I am taking a quick break. Last night Thaddeus wanted to stay with Alyssa so I let him. Sophia was tickled pink to have me to herself. We got dressed, buried the bird, and picked him up. I had to run home to turn off the crock and then picked up Greg. I had a feeling we were going to have a good day.We made our goodwill run and bought some toys, I found a belt that fit me. The kids got

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Oh my goodness how can this poor unemployed guy be so busy? This weekend was lots of fun with the party to kick it off Friday. Saturday we messed around the house, went to the goodwill and picked up Greg, had dinner and let Sophia pick out some lotion at Bath and Body Works. She also picked some glittery stuff.Sunday we went to Value City. They went bankrupt so they everything was on sale. Most

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Okay, that was one helluva party last night. I think it was the best time I'd had in ages and the best party. I think my place is good for entertaining even though it is a trailer. This tip-out makes the dining and living area pretty large. So we all gather in the huge square of a living room, kitchen, office, and dining area but you can see everyone. Super groovy. I looked out in the yard and

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I don't know if I mentioned my thoughts about coming out to Sophia. She's in first grade and I'm just a little concerned that with the help of the mother of the year, she might hear it from someone else either through one of Alyssa's friends, Marky's family, or kids on the playground. She's a very quick-whitted girl and can usually come up with a quick reply but something like that, I worry she'd

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Okay, I know I just posted but I'm taking a break and blah blah. The main reason is I wanted to share a picture of the jack-o-lanterns. Wednesday we picked the pumpkins out. Sophia, after having a dose of pepto, felt much better and was pissed about not being able to go to the movies. I decided against it because our local theater will probably be busy.I took my kids to the movies tonight and I

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Well, the car is fixed now. Yay! There's still one minor adjustment Andy needs to make but he didn't have a dent puller to pull the grill about an inch away from the radiator. We were supposed to go to a junkyard in Athens Monday but he didn't feel like going. Instead he went to Huntington Tuesday and I was supposed to go with him. I didn't hear the text message and he didn't want to wake me. I

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Well of course you don't. After my declaration that I was promising myself to have a good time, I packed up all my shit I needed for the weekend, run to the post office, filled up the gas tank and stopped at the bank. Greg put some money in my account to help cover some things where I was falling short. I had in my car Halloween clothes for the kids to wear at Camden Park and a couple bags of

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Okay, I'm realizing it is time to get off my pity pot, put on my big girl panties and get along with life. I'm not accomplishing anything by whining and moping. Yeah, there are things that really suck but it's not excuse for letting my house just stay a mess. It's no excuse for sitting on my ass and watching life pass me by. It's no excuse for not doing something about it.I'm getting ready to

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Okay, the tentative plan for the weekend is to go up Friday night and meet Woofy and Josh at the hotel, grab a bite and go see the gay band concert. Saturday morning I have to go to another hotel which is not the conference hotel to warm up. Then we run on over to the performance venue in New Albany. Woofy and Jeff might go, they might go shopping, or they might go home because Woofy just got his

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Trying to keep from slippin into depression over a few things, I thought I'd listen to the radio. I was reminded of the story about the country mouse and city mouse and that old saying, "The grass is always greener on the other side."Let me explain. There was a commercial for a plastic surgeon called Spindell or something. Forget that I immediately thought of Dr. Ernest Menville, Ern darling.

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I think I'm going to get all political and stuff here in a minute. But first, a kiddie update and a weekend plan update. Baby momma has started talking to me again. I feel like we get along okay but when we have to deal with lawyers and courts and the whole process, it is like opening an old wound for both of us.Anyway, we were talking last night about Sophia's work in school. She seems to be

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Sitting here by myself and thinking about life, I debate writing while depressed. Sometimes good things come of it and other times, I sink. Job and money situation are starting to become a very real concern as my account cushion is dwindling. I think the day I return the kids to the wild is always a little depressing. The weekends are so full of life and then after they leave, I realize how quiet

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This is probably my favorite time of the year. The unpredictable weather is sometimes a hassle when you think it's going to be cold and you go out wearing jeans an then end up sunburned. October is full of fall festivals and I love 'em.We've already been to Battle Days, Pumpkin Festival, a trip to Old Man's Cave, Black Walnut Festival, Bob Evans Farm Festival, and there will be more. If mother of

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I remember this song I used to love to sing on the way home from work after having to watch my mouth all day at school. It was called Family Reunion by Blink 182. The lyrics were simple: Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, dirty twat....I fucked your Mom. The first line repeated adding harmony and it was so fucking groovy.This has been one of those days. I slept in kinda

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Sitting here trying to get motivated to clean and do some around the house chores, I am reminded of our great Daddy Weekend. Friday night was homecoming and I played in the alumni band. I think it is great to show the kids that their old dad isn't too old to have good clean fun performing. They enjoy the barbershop shows too.Saturday, we went to Battle days and I sang a couple ditties with the

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Since there was no school yesterday we went to Old Man's Cave Sunday and took Monday off from running. Alyssa had an appt. and Mark had to work so I dropped them off at about five. Alyssa volunteered to be a girl scout leader so she was at Bob Evans. Mark's sister Jordan was babysitting.I drove to Greg's and met the Baptist preacher there to carpool to Charleston for Kordsmen practice. It is the

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Sophia wanted to hang out with her friend Carly for a few hours Friday but I didn't know how that was going to work out with Homecoming. Long story short they had something else to do and Alyssa said they would just do it the weekend they were with her. I don't know if she didn't want them to meet me or me to meet them or what.The game was fun. Sophia met my cousin's kids who are just a few years

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After my tonsillectomy, I had a prescription for a lortab elixer with tylenol. It stung and I was wary of its addictive properties. It said 1-2 tsp every 3-4 hours. I first tried 1 every 4 but it wore off too quickly and I was taking 2 every 3. I went through two refills but didn't finish the last one.The first day was okay but by night, I was feeling pretty bad. I was also feeling scared that I

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Oh boy, I really embarrassed a couple friends today. I didn't tell many people I was having them removed. I did tell mom last night because she did call. Greg came here in the morning when I took the kids to school. Dropped them off and headed to the clinic which is the same building as the hospital...whatever. Basically, no room and no TV.In the next curtain over, I heard my best friend Mike, a

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Okay, I realized that I left some things unsaid last night. My ADOS (attention deficit oooooo shiny) got the best of me. I was getting around to telling about the kids not wanting to leave. It was harder than last year. Thaddeus was already comfortable in his superhero outfit and Sophia just plain old misses me.The both said they wanted to stay here. I let Thaddeus wear his bathing suit to mommas

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Tonight was the second evening since the judge ordered we get to spend a couple hours together during the week. Granted we have more weekends but I had a gut feeling that this evening was going to be harder for them than last week. Last week we went to Long John's because Sophia had been wanting to go in instead of the drive through. We came here and danced and sang and goofed around. I think we

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Okay, I'm starting to feel a little bit like Big Daddy indulging my son's interests in his own attire. He's a bit obsessive and I have to wonder where he gets that. Sometimes he is obsessed with certain outfits.I remember the first time I thought he has some different tastes in clothes he came out in my lilac polo, wearing at like a dress he said, "Look Dad, I'm beautiful." There was a shiny

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I'm going to try to set this up for the very select few I trust. I'm still looking up old readers so if you know someone who's interested, have them send me an email. It's the same old tubadwayne@gmail.com. I'm working on making it simple and functional with a little bit of style.I need to write. I know I do and I've been holding back for too long. I've written a few things in a private journal

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