Let me start off by stating that I HATE THE DENTIST! There I said it! If you’re a dentist reading this blog, I’m sorry, but we could never be friends (don’t stop reading the blog though, lol). Dentists perform hate crimes against humanity and I refuse to subject myself willingly to their torture. I took the stance that I would never subject my kids to the demented hands of a dentist either; luckily I have a level headed wife who vetoed my ruling. Yesterday was Tre’s first visit to the dentist and it appears that he’ll be following in his Daddy’s footsteps. He wasn’t too pleased, and surely let it be known during his visit.
When it comes to parenting, working Dads get screwed, as do working Moms. Now that I think about it, Stay At Home Parents can possibly be getting screwed too. So I guess I should have named this post “Everyone Gets Screwed”, but then it would have sounded like a porno entry and that’s not exactly the first thought you want in your head when coming to a Daddy Blog. Therefore, since I’m a working Dad, we’ll just keep it at how us working Dads get screwed out of quality time with our kids.
Some of you may have noticed the lack of posts last week, well that’s because we were all sick. Wait, let me rephrase that; my entire family was sick, and I was stuck taking care of them. That of course led to me being sick towards the end of the week. Fun times right? It’s always like that in our house, sickness is a domino effect. Once one person gets a cold, it spreads like wildfire to each member of our household until it has crippled each and every last one of us. No matter what we do to try and prevent it, there is no stopping the wrath of sickness! I have a few tips that may be able to help you, avoid the domino effect. In our home they never work completely, but I do think that they contribute to a quicker recovery.
Happy Halloween!!! Oh wait, I guess I’m a little late huh? Well, I’m just like “The Simpsons”, remember how they always aired their Halloween special on the Sunday after Halloween? Okay so here we go. First off, I’m writing this post from the hotel room in Clemson, S.C. so I’m away from my normal blogging locating and it feels a little weird. I’m out here on a business trip (which will probably end up being a blog post of its own) but I didn’t want to leave you guys without some delightful eye candy (get it? halloween, candy, eye candy, lol) to get you through your Monday!
Ever since Tre was born, people have been telling us that he needs to be a baby model; and as soon as they spend 5 mins around Ty, we hear “he was born to be on TV”. At first, I just figured people were being kind, you know those are the type of things you’re supposed to say about kids. After hearing it time and time again, I reconsidered the validity of what friends, family, and complete strangers were saying and thought, maybe so. I went on a personal crusade to find a legit, reputable, modeling agency to represent the boys and needless to say, I came up empty on more than one occasion. But yesterday, I thought we hit gold with the American Mall Model Search; sadly, in the end, it turned out to be just another rip off (in my opinion). But this time, it wasn’t just Fefe & I who wasted our time and energy and got our hopes up for nothing; the kids were involved and lead to believe that they could be “stars”, and that pisses me off. When I started this search about a year ago, I did tons of research that allowed me to determine that something just wasn’t quite right with the American Mall Model Search and I’m thankful that I was able to spot it out and not waste any money or additional time. At the end of this post I’ll share some of the top things I’ve learned about the “industry” with you future Mommy & Daddy managers out there to hopefully save you some time & trouble.
This is gonna be a tough one to write; not so much because of myself, but more so for Fefe. But she felt it was necessary, as did I, that we spread the word and express some valuable information regarding the IUD & pregnancy, that we’ve come across by being put in a not so ideal situation. In short, for those of you that found this post specifically for that information: yes, you can become pregnant with an IUD inserted AND yes, it can produce false negative results for your pregnancy test!!! Now if you’d like to learn more read on, if not, I hope the information serves you well. For my regular readers, don’t fret, there is a good story to be told here and although it is a difficult subject, I tried to make it somewhat entertaining. So here we go.
Fefe’s body and contraceptives have had a long going feud for the past few years. Maybe I shouldn’t say feud, maybe I should just say “misunderstanding”. It’s like they can play nice together for a year or two and then they get into an argument or something and all hell breaks loose, with the outcome being a brand new unplanned bundle of joy. In the past, this massive “misunderstanding” between Fefe’s body and the contraceptives has happened not once (Ty), but twice (Tre). Each time while using a different method that was supposedly 99.9999999% effective. Okay, maybe not that many 9’s but still, you get the point. How could something that is supposed to be so good at its job screw up two times in a row? I thought lightning didn’t strike twice. Well apparently it can strike twice, and can also strike a third time as well!
So yesterday I wrote this post and by the time I got home, was seriously considering posting a retraction. I definitely put my foot in my mouth, but it was a pleasant surprise. Read on to find out what happened. If you’ve already read yesterdays post, just skip down to the highlighted “update” section to find out what happened.
Grandpappy, or my Dad as I call him is coming to visit. His plane should actually be landing as I write this post. He’ll be visiting for two weeks, so I’m sure I’ll be writing about his interactions with the kids during that timeframe. I wish my Mom was coming as well, but unfortunately, these two NEVER travel together. They say it’s because it’s difficult to get vacation days during the same time as each other. I say it’s because when one of them is gone, the other is throwing all type of crazy parties, like a high school kid who’s been left at home without any supervision. For that reason, I’ve installed super secret, high tech surveillance cameras (smile for the camera Mom) in my parent’s home, to ensure that dance fever is kept to a minimum. But that’s not the point of this post; you know I go off on tangents from time to time. Since my Dad is coming, it got me to thinking about grandparent names and how unusual ours are. When the kids were born, I was thinking a simple grandma and grandpa would do, but nope, not my parents, or Fefe’s either for that matter.
Boy oh boy, yesterday was an unusually tough one. Well the work day was anyway, the stress level was at an all time high and the pressure was mounting. I have a big important meeting today and had to ensure that the ENORMOUS amount of data that I had collected was all neat, accurate, and presentable. That doesn’t sound all so bad, but when combined with 4 additional meetings, it gets a little more difficult to complete. After getting everything complete and ensuring that I was ready for today’s meeting, I left work at almost 6pm. Typically, I’m home by 5pm, 5:30 on a bad day. So not leaving until 6 o’clock had me pretty wore out. Once I got home, all I wanted was some peace and quiet, followed by relaxation. Well, if you know my household, then you’re already aware that those wishes don’t get granted to often when the boys are around. But for some reason, yesterday was different. It was like they knew I had it rough and tried their best to take it easy on me.
Every so often, I participate in random focus groups to discuss various products & services. The pay is pretty good, usually $50-75 for 2hrs, and more importantly I actually enjoy doing them. It’s pretty entertaining, sitting with a group of people that you don’t know and sharing thoughts and experiences. The most recent study that I requested to participate in was specifically for drinkers of carbonated “soda” beverages. The thought of joining this focus group brought back many memories from my childhood, college years, and most recently my parenting years. I’ve been involved in the battle between pop & soda for quite some time, and even though I’m now living in the south, I’ll never stop campaigning for POP! This creates a bit of a dilemma when it comes to my kids, but we’ll get to that.
