
All The Fun A Month Can Handle.
September 15, 2008It’s been a month since my last post. So, in no particular order, here’s what’s been going on.
Joshua had his surgeries on Aug. 18th and everything turned out good. He did put up the biggest fuss of his life (so far) when he came out from the anesthesia. Who knew a 15 month old could be so strong. I was beginning to think the doctor gave him super human strengthwhile they were at it. But, witha little time and a little morphine he settled back down and was his old playful self in no time. One of the nurses there gave Joshua a little teddy bear to take home with him. He absolutely loves that thing. He hugs it and calls it his ‘baby’ all the time. Anyway, since the tubes were put in his ears he seems to be picking up on words better and has begun repeating some of the things we say. So now people need to start watching what they say or he just might repeat it! But the cutiest thing is that when I leave to go to work he says, “Bye Bye Daddy.”, and waves to me too. In the mornings he’s all about giving hugs and kisses. And he opens his arms as wide as he can to give you those hugs. He has caught himself a cold about 4 or 5 days ago and has been congested and had a runny nose. He’s starting to get better though. Yesterday, I took a few pictures and a couple videos of him playing ball in our front yard with Mommy, Daddy, Nana, & our Great Dane, Chanci. It was a beautiful day outside and we could see wasting it couped up in the house the whole time.
I know yesterday was Sunday and usually I’m working but, here’s what happen that got me home a day early. On Wednesday night I was sent down to Harlingen, TX and than sent back to Dallas, TX the next day. When I got here Friday morning Hurricane Ike was heading for the Texas coastline. My company told me they weren’t sending anyone in that direction and gave me a load going to El Paso, TX instead. I left to go there Friday afternoon and when I arrived they already had a load waiting the to come back to Dallas, TX. I got back at 2am Sunday morning and was told that I was done for the week. I also put my truck in the shop to get some minor things done to it. The repairs weren’t major, but I figured since there was no parking available where I normally put my truck I might as well park it at the shop and get the wipers replaced and have them fix my broken armrest.
I did do something yesterday that I haven’t done in a very long time. I went to church! My wife and son went last week with her sister’s family to their church and said it was nice and that Joshua behaved really well. She asked me since I was going to be home this time if I wanted to go. My experiences in the past with the church has not always been great. But I felt it would be wrong for me not to go when wife and son were going to be going. The experience wasn’t too bad. The Bible study part was a little annoying though. The reader kept going so fast I couldn’t keep up. The service itself was okay. It might have been better, but my well behaved son of last week was nowhere to be found this week. Instead, we brought a talkative and fussy Joshua this week. My wife had to take him out of church twice. I do believe, however, that if given another Sunday off, I probably would go back again. The people there seemed really friendly and the parts of the service that I was able to pay attention to seemed nice too.
As a quick side note, I’d like to say that I hope everyone along the Gulf Coast is able to get all the help and support they need. My company has a service center in Houston, TX, Beaumont, TX, and New Orleans, LA. I hope they all weathered the storm well and that Hurricane Ike didn’t cause them too much grief. For all those who did not fare so well, my heart and prayers go out to you and I hope that the future ahead will look brighter soon.
On Sept. 6th, my mother-in-law got married. The wedding was held at a park inside a huge picnic area. It was a nice wedding, but I must say, I have never been to a more unusual wedding in all my life. See her new husband belongs to a biker gang. So, on the bride’s side you have casually dressed people and on the groom’s side you have t-shirts, jeans and leather. I must admit though, I think the biker guys were all a really great bunch of people. They were all really friendly and seemed to be a close knit group of people. One of the bikers was ordained and performed the ceremony. The music was a very wide variety of songs. Everything from classic rockto modern rock to even country music was played during the event. And yes, the bride and groom rode off from the wedding on a motorcycle. Congratulations to the both of them. I hope you both make each other happy for many, many years to come.
And for the grand finally. This morning I got up as usual with my wife and went and got our son ready for her to bring him to daycare. I brought him outside, put him in his car seat, started the car and when my wife was ready she came out and drove off with him on her way to work. However, she had locked me out of the house when she left. I ran to the street yelling and waving my hands like a mad man. She never saw me. I hope none of my neighbors did either. I didn’t have my keys, my phone, or my wallet on me. I was truly locked out. I tried all the windows and they were all locked tight. I tried to jimmy open the lock on the front and back door. Still no luck. I finally decided if I was going to get in I’d have to break in. But I didn’t want to break any of our windows. So, since I knew the front door was only locked by a regular lock and not the deadbolt lock I knocked it in. That’s right I broke down my own front door. I was actually amazed how easy it was. I hit it with my shoulder somewhere around 5 to 7 times and the lock mechanism inside the door snapped in two. That is why you should always use the deadbolt. I was able to replace the lock and the door works just fine again. The door did splinter a little bit, but only in the frame and not too badly. From now on I’m bringing my keys with me whenever I step out that door.
Well, that’s all for now. I’ll post more again sometime soon.





Mean ol Susan!