We’ve all heard them. Most of them are cheesy as hell. It’s actually kind of mind boggling that guys think they’ll work. There really haven’t been too many occasions when the ones that I have said weren’t spoken for comedic effect.
The story I’m about to tell you is one of those times.
This happened back when I was in high school. It was the summer between my freshman and sophomore years. My best friend was going away to church camp for 3 or 4 days. I decided to go with him. Not because I wanted to go to church camp, but because I wanted to hang out with my friend. Plus, it got me away from my dad and brothers for a few days.
This little story is inspired by things said by two special women. One is my daughter, Baby E. The other is everyone’s favorite dinosaur friend. Rara, this one is for you.
A mother dinosaur walked her baby into the baby’s bedroom. The sun had just gone down and the moon had just come up. They were talking and laughing as they stepped inside. The baby dinosaur looked out of the window and saw the moon. It looked different than the baby remembered. It wasn’t all there.
I know. I know. It’s only been a week since I announced that I was going to be posting on Thursdays and I’ve already broken that. In my defense, I also said I’d be writing on my phone during breaks at work and I haven’t had my phone all week. It also hasn’t helped that I’ve been working overtime all week.
I was having a little trouble coming up with a topic to post about. Then, my team lead brought up a story that I could use as one. It’s about something that really irritates me.
For a while now, I’ve been doing all of my writing on the works of fiction that I’m hoping to publish. When I first got my smartphone, I had hoped to be able to come to the blog more by doing it on my phone while I was at work. As you may have noticed, that really hasn’t happened. My breaks at work are filled with me writing more on my stories. On the bright side, I’ve gotten better at typing on my phone. The downside is that I’m still not posting very often.
I’m hoping to change that by having a day that I dedicate solely for writing on this here blog. Since I did a post last Thursday, and I’m doing one today (also a Thursday), it looks like Thursday is it. So, from now on, I will be putting up at least one post every Thursday (hopefully). There may be a day or two in between when I can squeak out enough time to write something else for you all. I wouldn’t hold my breath on that one if I were you, though. Continue reading
There were two months in between my last two posts. In my previous offering to you guys, I told you I wouldn’t bore you with what I was doing during that time. Instead, I’m going to bore you with it now.
By percentages, most of that time was spent either at work or asleep. I did other things too, but sometimes it doesn’t feel like it.
Most of my free time was spent with my wife and daughter. Here’s a few things I did other than that. I finally beat Dragon Age: Inquisition. It was a really good game. They definitely improved on the things that I didn’t like about Dragon Age 2.
As some of you may have noticed, it has been about 2 months since my last post. There are a number of reasons for this that I won’t bore you with now. An amazing friend of mine told me that 2 months is way too long to go in between posts. She told me that I needed to correct this, and, when a dinosaur tells you to do something, you do it. (Granted, while this dinosaur would never hurt anyone, it’s still a good rule of thumb to listen to the dinosaur.)
So, as my welcome back post, I’ve decided to write up a post that I’ve been meaning to do for a very long time. This is a list of cities I never want to visit. Continue reading
It’s potty training time in our household. Baby E has been doing pretty well with it. Something happened the other day that I feel I must share because it is hilarious.
I was watching T.V. when she ran up to me and yelled, “I need to poopy!”
That means I have to follow her to the bathroom because she isn’t tall enough to reach the light switch yet. I turn it on and go back to watching T.V. (our bathroom is right next to the living room so I was still close to her). A minute goes by and I don’t hear anything from her. I started getting worried because, as every parent knows, silence is never a good thing. I was just about to go check on her when I heard it.
It was a very loud grunt, followed by my sweet, little baby girl screaming, “Come out, poopy! Come out! ”
I love my daughter. I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time.