A thousand words thursday

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What happens when you roll your car three times

May 31, 2007

Somehow, I walked away from this.  A 26′ delivery truck hit me, spun the car around 180 degrees, and flipped me sideways three times.  Yet for all that, I had a pulled muscle in my shoulder and glass in my hair.  I will never buy anything but a Honda ever again.  This is what is left of my 8 month old Honda Fit.

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I swear, I haven’t died

Bills? You want me to pay bills? Dude!

Yeah, that’s what I’ve been busy with for the last week or so, not only doing extra work to get some projects moving at work, but also some side business. A friend of mine from High School wanted to move away from her hosted blog at Typepad and asked me to give her a hand.

Let me tell you right now, if you are thinking of blogging, DON’T use Typepad if you’re thinking of eventually moving away from it. Can you get all of your old posts? Totally. Can you easily download the thousands of pics you’ve uploaded into their system?

a RESOUNDING NO!!!! They know they’ve got ya too.

So with a combination of a tool called Teleport Pro, some serious elbow grease, and a lot of patience, I’ve managed to manhandle most of her pics down and I just have to upload them and change the references from typepad to the hosted galleries I am creating.

If you live in the NY area and need someone to take great pics, head over here: http://bsquaredphotography.net Her name is Beth, and just from the pics I’ve seen while doing all of this, I can tell she’s wonderful.

So, no, I’m not dead. And yes, I’m keeping busy. Thankfully my boss is back from vacation so we can start working out again. I’m not good about it unless someone is making me feel guilty about not going 😉

Doing stuff with em

How many of us will look back at our kids childhoods and say, “I did enough with them.”

I’m not the worlds greatest dad, tho I am constantly striving to be 🙂  I was taking Aikido and it was fun, but it just didn’t feel right.  We were trying at the time to figure out a way for us to go to my Dad’s 70th bday, but the kids had a cheering competition that weekend.  We decided the kids had had enough – they weren’t enjoying it, and it was becoming a chore.  The problem is, in competitive cheering, pulling out midseason is a serious no-no.  You know what?  Tough.

So Aidan wanted to take martial arts classes, but he’s very non confrontational and loves swords, so I found a kendo class.  Problem is, I can’t afford to do Aikido and Kendo for both of us, so I decided it was more important to do this with my son than to just drive him and continue Aikido.  Plus it appealed to me, and Aikido wasn’t doing it for me anymore.

SO glad I decided to go for it.  Aidan and I have been working hard and improving quickly.  So much that Gillian is now taking the class with us.  Hearing her high-pitched “MEN” over all of the adults is so cool 🙂  (MEN is the japanese word for Head.  You yell out the strike as you do it to get points.  Kote (ko TEH) and Do (doh) are wrist and body)

I get 2 hours of daddy/kid time and we talk about it on the way in and the way back.  They’re really liking it, and I am grateful that I have something to do with them not only in class, but at other times too.

Find something you can share with them, even if it’s just a regular game of monopoly.  I’m lucky that they seem to like what I do 🙂

Celiac Camp

It’s that time again! Okay, it’s not for me, but I’m excited as hell for my daughter. It’s sign up for Celiac Camp time.

Let me take a step back…

In May of 2007, Gillian was diagnosed with something called Celiac Disease, we noticed that she hadn’t been gaining weight, or growing at all.  Then when my niece was diagnosed with it, we took her to the doctor about it.  Strange thing is, the Doctor came in saying, “I want to take some blood and test her for Celiac disease” before we could even tell her our niece had it.  Nice thing about it is with a proper diet, she’s pretty cool now.  Stomach aches every once in a while, but otherwise normal happy kid.

We had wanted to go camping so I googled “camping celiac kid” and I got several hits, one for a Celiac camp in California and another one in Rhode Island.  So we signed her up and off she went.  You can read my old post: Gillian goes to camp

So we marked it off on our calendars and I just downloaded and filled out the registration form for her.  $350 for a whole week at a cabin camp in RI with a lake and SO much to do.  She’s totally stoked already and the camp isn’t until August.  Anyway, thought I would pass it along.  If you know anyone who has Celiac kids between 7 and 16, this is a very cool place.  Neat thing was, Gillian’s councilor was originally a camper there when they first started.  She knows what she wants to do when she’s 17 🙂

Be nice

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, work and life took me down for a roll and kept me busy for a while.  Nothing major, just a lot of stuff going on and the last thing I wanted to do when I got home was get back in front of my computer.  This post is going to be about the title theme, but from several different angles.

I was going to work the other day, and I was sleepy so I stopped to get a cup of coffee on my way in.  Something went weird with one of our credit cards and Fae had to cancel it, and was waiting for the new one.  No big deal, it’s just that my Easy Pass was connected to it, and I couldn’t remember how much the Tappan Zee Bridge cost.  So I ask a guy standing next to me if he knew.  “I’m not sure how much I’ll need and all I have is 5$.” I said after he mentioned he didn’t know either.  So this total stranger peels off a five and tries to hand it to me.  “Here, just in case you haven’t got enough.”

How freakin cool is that?  I’ve been down on my fellow man lately, seeing lots of misbehaved kids, flippant adults, and outright A-Holes in my travels, and up jumps this decent guy willing to just hand me a 5.  Granted, it’s 5$, not 100$, but still, it was just a really nice gesture.  I thanked him greatly, told him I was going to get some money out of the ATM, but I really appreciated it.  He smiled and left.  I think the universe was just tapping me on the shoulder and saying “SEE!  There is someone else out there who thinks of crap like this and just does it.”

Speaking of being nice, Fae and I have been rather snappish with one another lately, and it occurred to me that all it takes is slight misunderstandings, miscommunications, and a dash of winter doldrums mixed in with me turning 40 and her not being able to make fun of me because her 41st is coming up to realize that it just takes little stuff to make it better too.

I’ve been really defensive lately, throwing up walls when I feel attacked, whether it’s real or imagined.  So I decided to spend more time being loving and demonstrative, and less time finding fault, being aggressive, or defensive.  I think that couples go through waves in their relationships, tides that being them apart for a time and back together just as quickly.  No, we’re not having serious marital issues, just periods of time when I don’t feel as close as I would like.  I think that what happens is you get so caught up in “getting things done” and being Mom & Dad that you forget that when all is said and done, the kids are going to leave, and the person you live with is going to be there for the long haul.  I think that some people end up working towards getting the kids safely off on their own for so long that they turn around, realize it’s just the two of them, take a good look at the other and realize that they’ve become strangers.

Again, that’s not a problem, but I can see how it might be with some people.  Since I’ve realized what has been happening for the last week or so, I’ve made it a point of putting my hand on her neck, or kissing her head and hugging her for no reason or getting her a cup of tea when she doesn’t ask for it.  Little stuff to help me feel closer to her.  She’s responded in kind and I have to say I like it much better this way 🙂  It’s nice because the response has been a lighter air between us, laughs and smiles instead of tension and frustration.

So here’s a task for you all.  Do something nice for someone and don’t expect anything in return.  See how it makes you feel.  Even if it’s just a smile for someone who looks down, or a good morning to a co-worker or neighbor.  Wake up everyone, hopefully spring is coming soon.