I've been home three days now, and I don't think I've gotten a full nights sleep yet. So tired, grumpy with the kids. Threatened to drop them off at the fire hall for some other family to raise when they wouldn't stop kicking each other in the restaurant at lunch time. Got a few dirty looks. Good.
I had four friends over for dinner for my birthday, was pretty goddamned awesome to spend time with everybody. I made dinner, cooked clams, two crab, two lobster and new york strip steaks for everyone. It cost me about $150 for everything, but I've spent more on dinner for just me and the wife before. So all in all the price was well worth it. Everyone got enough to eat, and the food was good, considering I'd never made any of that myself before, I'm pretty impressed.
It's painful how fast we spend the money I spend all that time away from home earning when I'm home. And my oldest, Oh my god! I could literally buy him the moon and he would turn around and ask for the stars. Driving me crazy. He got a big lecture about where the money comes from this weekend.
Weird that I've actual had the urge to blog things out this weekend several times. I think it's because the stuff I write, it's not stuff I really talk to the people around me about. Well, I'm definitely not bitching about the wife where she will read it...
... that brings me to this topic. My wife's best friend. She is actively seeking a husband/father-to-her-children/the-clock-is-ticking-down. Dating guys and trying to find Mr. Right. If she doesn't find him, she's going the sperm donor route. I was talking to my wife about her, and told her that if she ends up on that road, that we should marry her. We've been trying unsuccessfully to have another baby for three and half years. We both love this girl, and get along amazingly with her. She says she wants to meet someone like me, a good father like me. Neither of them are necessarily opposed to the idea. Well, anyway, I like it. I like to think about it once and a while.
I left my drawing kit and my guitar up at the work camp. So no Rocksmith til I get back and I can't finish my vagina picture... ...although I do have that painting in the basement I've been meaning to finish for over a year... well anyway, pumpkins happened today. I don't think it's any better than last years. I'm a little disappointed with it really, but I've never been a sculptor.
I had four friends over for dinner for my birthday, was pretty goddamned awesome to spend time with everybody. I made dinner, cooked clams, two crab, two lobster and new york strip steaks for everyone. It cost me about $150 for everything, but I've spent more on dinner for just me and the wife before. So all in all the price was well worth it. Everyone got enough to eat, and the food was good, considering I'd never made any of that myself before, I'm pretty impressed.
It's painful how fast we spend the money I spend all that time away from home earning when I'm home. And my oldest, Oh my god! I could literally buy him the moon and he would turn around and ask for the stars. Driving me crazy. He got a big lecture about where the money comes from this weekend.
Weird that I've actual had the urge to blog things out this weekend several times. I think it's because the stuff I write, it's not stuff I really talk to the people around me about. Well, I'm definitely not bitching about the wife where she will read it...
... that brings me to this topic. My wife's best friend. She is actively seeking a husband/father-to-her-children/the-clock-is-ticking-down. Dating guys and trying to find Mr. Right. If she doesn't find him, she's going the sperm donor route. I was talking to my wife about her, and told her that if she ends up on that road, that we should marry her. We've been trying unsuccessfully to have another baby for three and half years. We both love this girl, and get along amazingly with her. She says she wants to meet someone like me, a good father like me. Neither of them are necessarily opposed to the idea. Well, anyway, I like it. I like to think about it once and a while.
I left my drawing kit and my guitar up at the work camp. So no Rocksmith til I get back and I can't finish my vagina picture... ...although I do have that painting in the basement I've been meaning to finish for over a year... well anyway, pumpkins happened today. I don't think it's any better than last years. I'm a little disappointed with it really, but I've never been a sculptor.
khareaulyn:
Hello! Thanks for the friend request. And, even if you said you're not a sculptor, I think your pumpkin sculpture is cool, really.