as i sit listening to ennio morricone songs i can't help be wonder about the future. funny that songs that were so influentical in my youth would lead me down the path of the future. ah...there is nothing like the theme from "the good bad and ugly" or how about the man with harmonica song from once upon a time in the west.
so i have taken up golf. my father in law provided me with the tools of which to start this demonic game and now i'm sore as hell. that's what i get for hitting 12 dozen balls yesterday morning. but it was such a nice fucking day.
there was a time when i wouldn't venture out in the sun. too fucking bright. but now, i find myself trying to find time to spend in "nature"
okay so i fly fish. that i do for karma. nothing more relaxing then being away from it all and letting your mind go.
i hope golf is as relaxing.
five more months until i don't sleep well again. god i can't beleive that i'm going to be a dad. it's laughable about the things that i think of, it scares the fuck out of me sometimes. but as much as my friends back home rib me about being the anti-christ. (not that i'm denying it) they all say i'm going to be a great dad.
okay had to catch me breath there for a moment. small panic attack.
well sam and i started filling out lists the other day. one was of words and phrases that we know the child will end up saying, from dumb ass to no puppy! my teddy!
the other we stayed working on was a list of house rules...
1.everything in moderation
2.respect others and yourself
3.because...
4. nothing illegal unless previously approved
but we need some more. okay gang time to help me out. cause i'd really want to engrav this up as a plaque and hang it in the house.
speakingg of which. i have reached the end of my patients with sam's "friend" blake. her name is still on the morgage for the house and he's dragging his heels over refinancing so that we can be free of him and his lack of spine. where as i would like to threaten his well being we both know it won't work. jesus christ i don't know how he's lived so long with moving back in with his parents...oh wait that's right they have money. so if he doesn't agree with the comprise that as a collect whole she, her mother, step dad and myself have come up with, we seek legal action.
heres to 20k!
so i have taken up golf. my father in law provided me with the tools of which to start this demonic game and now i'm sore as hell. that's what i get for hitting 12 dozen balls yesterday morning. but it was such a nice fucking day.
there was a time when i wouldn't venture out in the sun. too fucking bright. but now, i find myself trying to find time to spend in "nature"
okay so i fly fish. that i do for karma. nothing more relaxing then being away from it all and letting your mind go.
i hope golf is as relaxing.
five more months until i don't sleep well again. god i can't beleive that i'm going to be a dad. it's laughable about the things that i think of, it scares the fuck out of me sometimes. but as much as my friends back home rib me about being the anti-christ. (not that i'm denying it) they all say i'm going to be a great dad.
okay had to catch me breath there for a moment. small panic attack.
well sam and i started filling out lists the other day. one was of words and phrases that we know the child will end up saying, from dumb ass to no puppy! my teddy!
the other we stayed working on was a list of house rules...
1.everything in moderation
2.respect others and yourself
3.because...
4. nothing illegal unless previously approved
but we need some more. okay gang time to help me out. cause i'd really want to engrav this up as a plaque and hang it in the house.
speakingg of which. i have reached the end of my patients with sam's "friend" blake. her name is still on the morgage for the house and he's dragging his heels over refinancing so that we can be free of him and his lack of spine. where as i would like to threaten his well being we both know it won't work. jesus christ i don't know how he's lived so long with moving back in with his parents...oh wait that's right they have money. so if he doesn't agree with the comprise that as a collect whole she, her mother, step dad and myself have come up with, we seek legal action.
heres to 20k!
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#1 Damn it I told you if he hits you hit the little punk back
#2 if you dont want him in your room keep the door closed
#3 if he cant play with your toys dont even think about touching his.
Now hows this for a trip and a half my little girl is 5 tomorrow and my son will be 3 his new word of the day is "FRUCK" and he uses it well damn it see whatever we do or say comes out in our kids...
Me being the Queen of the Damned you being the Anti-Christ we are sooooooooooo screwed when it comes to our children no matter how much we beat 'em they will still push us as far as they can....
Miss you guys soooooo much give Sam and the baby kisses for me
Hugs and
Kitten