I am a very lucky man – I’ve got an amazing wife and am the father to three wonderful kids. Lylli was born on Halloween in 2008, Gracie was born November 2010 and although she only lived for 17 months, she will remain as much a part of this family as the rest of us, and Mickey Gray, our first son, was born in June of 2012. I’m not going to say that life has gone exactly as I would have wanted, but it is a good life and I am determined to make the best of it.

This blog is an attempt to document my quest to become a dad that my family can be proud of.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Its Finally Friday...

Gone are the days where a Friday night meant hurrying home to find the
location where friends would be meeting to visit and have some
cocktails. This Friday consists of driving my hand-me-down green
station wagon with the fogged up windows and the check engine light on
out of the city that is starting to liven up with the vibe of those
looking to have an exciting Friday night. Not me - I'll be driving
north to my house full of stinky dogs looking for attention. I will
pick up whatever mess they have made, whether it be #1, #2, or a
shredded rug. I will then change into some grubbier clothes and try to
keep them dog hair and drool free until I leave. Today my wife and
daughter are at the Mall of America. They are meeting her parents and
sister for dinner so they can get their fix of seeing the baby. I will
more than likely have an orange-stain bottomed Tupperware container
filled with the beef strognaoff-esque leftovers from last night. My
excitement for the night will be going to the YMCA and signing up so I
can attempt to waddle in a hurry around the track a couple of times
before holding my side and wheezing all while being mortified every time
I make eye contact with the many fit people lapping me at Mach 5. All
the while remembering back to the day when I had to quit the Y because
they didn't have enough weight for me -- now I'm just hoping they let me
use the ellipticals (there's got to be some weight limit, got knows the
Wii fit in my basement sweats every time the console turns on). I will
then return to my house and wait for the arrival of my wife and daughter
and hope she was not super hungry so I can pout until she lets me eat
whatever leftovers she has in her little white foam box from Tony
Roma's. She will be tired and won't be able to keep her eyes open much
later than, the now midnight like, 9:45. I will no doubt go to bed
early because I'm sulking and board, besides I'll need to prepare for
my exciting day of cleaning out the laundry room and basement bathroom,
not to mention going to Appliancesmart searching for a washer and dryer
that doesn't break the bank. Good Times...

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