House hunting Stepdad
I should rename my blog, I think...
I mean, I'm still a stepdad, still house hunting for others, but I'm more than that now. I am a Dad times two (or is it three? Shelb doesn't feel any less of my child, regardless of biological stuff), an author (although that is not nearly as lofty as it sounds, lulu.com is awesome, check it out to see what I mean) and a biker (again, not nearly as rebellious and macho as it sounds, check out http://www.tallahasseescooters.blogspot.com to see what I mean about that)
Then again, House Hunting Stepdad still sounds good. So we will leave it at thatand I will start posting here more often.
A few quotes from the kids....
Ryan: Dad, you're making me mean! (Said after not allowing him to have the 153rd popsicle of the day.)
Shelby: Echo and the Bunnymen? The The? What was wrong with bands in your time? (Said after she saw the band names on our new car's XM Sattelite radio...which is the coolest thing ever.)
Marley: NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOO! (Said pretty much all the time. This is her first word. She is quite capable of saying it with a perfectly bad attitude already.)
So, Shelby had her intramural flag football tournament yesterday...
I was able to swing by and catch two of her three games. It was neat, she made a couple of 'tackles' and everyone had fun. However, as her team was huddling up, this is not what a fan would want to hear:
What suprises me is how small she is compared to other girls in her class. She seems so big now when we compare her to the other kids in the family, obviously, she's a lot bigger than Ryan but when I see her with her peers, it is suprising to see she's one of the smaller ones.
But it's the same when I pick Ryan up these days, since I hold Marley more since she's only four months old. He seems huge! Well, Ryan is a big two year old but when I pick him up to move him when he has fallen asleep in our room, he seems like a giant.
Hey! I wrote a book!
I'm pretty proud of myself, thanks. It was not nearly as easy as I thought it would be and my dreams of writing an actual, real book with a stroyling, subplots, several characters went far, far away. I have a lot of new found respect for anyone that even attempts to write a real book.
Ummm, I think we as the Human race are getting a bit too bossy...You're a planet. No, wait, we decided you aren't.
Whatever, who's to say these eggheads (who, as a group, used to think the Earth was flat, as if I need to remind you) are right?
Not me, so I'll continue to think of good ol' Pluto as a planet.
More picturesSome people
have to go to Bermuda to see beautiful water and scenery. Some of us only have to go about 90 miles.
This was Ryans second time at the beach. The first time he didn't touch the water and didn't really want me to touch it either. This time, as you can see, he was all about playing in the water.
I cant believe how clear the water is in that picture!
Things my kids say:
So, B and I were riding in the van on the way to her grandmothers house when we saw an El Camino parked near the edge of the road. I noted how I always thought those were ugly cars and said:
'What are they anyways? A car? A truck?'
A few minutes later, after our conversaton had died down a bit, from the back of the van I hear this:
'I think it's a c-ck.'
I didn't wreck the van, nor did I say anything. I was quickly trying to figure out exactly what my stepdaughter was talking about when she then said:
'You know, a car and a truck. A c-ck.'
I muttered something and let that one go.
A few days later, I picked up Ryan from his new daycare. He was in a great mood and on the way home he was singing a nonsense song that went something like this:
'Lalala la la la lala'
So, I asked, 'Ryan, what are you singing?'
I swear, the child sighed at me! Then he said:
'I'm singing lalala.'
I didn't say anything else on the way home. He's not quite 2 and 1/2 yet. Send help. Please.
Here's Marley Ann Thigpen!
She was born Monday at 1:14 pm by C section. Jen and the baby are both doing very well and we came home yesterday. Marley weighed 9 pounds, 4 ounces at birth and was 20 and 3/4 inches long. Both Shelby and Ryan are incredibly in love with her and it's fun to watch them with her.
Anyway, I'm going to go take a nap, it's been a long tiring week :)
Hi, thanks for reading. Let's see, whats been going on in the last couple of months? Well, lots of stuff.
First off, we got a new vehicle. With a ten year old, a two year old and a new baby due in June, we needed more room. I really wanted a small SUV, like a Hyundai Tucson or a Saturn Vue. But, we decided after a few test drives that they wouldn't be big enough to haul all the kids.
I didnt want one of those bigger useless SUVs. So we went looking for a decent used minivan. The trick was, we were going to pay cash, so by golly, I wanted to (finally) get a good deal on a car.
So, we looked around and test drove a few minivans. I actually sort of liked driving them, I am tired of staring at the front grilles and headlights of SUVs in the turn lane opposite me, trying to see if I can safely turn left or if a Mack truck is steaming towards the intersection at 80 miles per hour.
We finally made it to the Mazda dealership and they had a realy nice used MPV minivan on the lot, so we test drove it. It drove relly well and looked pretty nice for a minivan so we asked what the cash price was. They gave it to us for half the book value! They even let us have it for a week and a half until I paid for it.
Whats really kind of sad is, I really like driving the van. It's easy to drive, you sit up as high as most SUV's, putting Ryan into his child seat is soooooo much easier and the thing has a stereo system that rocks!
Yes, I'm officially lame now.
But in case you want more evidence, read on!
Today I made my way to the Leon County Civic Center to buy a couple of tickets. At the Civic Center, I walked right over the spot where a bunch of friends and I camped out for REM tickets. REM!!! Sixteen years ago! We had a blast that night, very good parties earlier that night and when we finally made it to the line, there were already a good number of people ahead of us. No problem, we kept on partying there.
You wouldnt think it would be possible to sleep on concrete, but it is amazing what several gallons of beer can do for your sleeping abilities.
Ahhh, memories. That was a truly good night. I can only imagine how badly I would simply die if I tried to do any of that now, much less all of it in one night. Drinking that much beer, staying up til 4am or so, sleeping on concrete, in the low 50s, no, I'm pretty sure one or two of those things would surely kill me now.
Oh, what tickets was I getting today at the Civic Center?
Return of Friday Guy Question!
Ok, maybe it's just me but after hearing about Joaquin Phoenix flipping his car
, I have some questions. Especially since many times the reasons rich and famous people wreck their cars is due to 'brakes going out.
First, can we make some assumptions? Sure, we can, this is my blog.
1. Joaquin Phoenix is famous. He's also extremely rich.
2. Re: 1. Chances are, we can assume he isn't driving a 1983 Ford Escort.
3. So, more than likely he was driving some incredibly expensive car.
4. Even 1983 Ford Escorts brakes give plenty of warning when they 'go out'. This is evidenced by the squeling that quickly turns into scraping then grinding.
5. So, can we assume that his brakes probably 'didnt go out'?
So, my Typical Guy Question is: Why are we normal people supposed to belive the crap they tell us about super famous super rich people?
My son is bad...
Both he and B were feeling a bit under the weather so my Mom came over to watch them while Jen and I were working. As I was getting ready to leave, Mom and Ryan were sitting in the chair. Mom was reading him a book. After three or four pages, Ryan looks up sweetly and says:
'The end! and shuts the book, gets down and runs off.
He is two years, one month and eight days old.
Oh, how funny is this?Can you imagine?
What could you say? Is there any way you could pass it off on the bird being crazy? Its kind of funny how the article just says 'She then moved out.' Too bad about the bird though, hopefully he got a good home with someone named Gary.
Whew, I can sleep better at night now knowing this....The world is a brighter place now...