Sunday, January 5, 2014

Cotton Bowl

I didn't write this weekend because, well, I was actually on the road. Owen and I took a road trip to the Cotton Bowl. Good trip, long drive down and back, and plenty of time in the car. The main takeaways are that I learned fart humor and references to butt sweat never get old, and I learned the names of many artists that I had not known.

We also went to the Mizzou tailgate party before the game, and Owen got his picture taken with Kim English, former basketball star. The game was exciting, and we managed to avoid getting into any fights. (The latter was more of a concern due to Owen's trash talking than my own). Also, thanks to Travis Crabtree's gold pants and Robb Yagmin's black and gold pants, I learned that I really need to step up my pants game.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

I'm a Man, I'm (Almost) Forty

2014 is a big year. Later this year, I will turn forty years old, which is some sort of milestone I suppose in our "random important numbers in life" series. Let's see--you've got the 1st birthday, which I don't remember very well. You've got the 16th birthday, for mobility reasons. You've got the 21st birthday, which I also don't remember very well. Now, there's 40.

One of the things I hope to do with writing is to express emotions about my dad. I have, in many ways, used writing to run from emotions over the last two years. I write every day, and work my butt off with the website. When you keep yourself really busy, you tend to occupy the brain and avoid those quiet moments of reflection that cause the tears to well.

So it is today, at the start of this year, that I am forcing myself to think about my dad.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Resolutions

It has been roughly 19 months since I wrote anything here, and over two years since I really wrote anything here, as I added but one tale (and the hope to write more) in May of 2012.

The best intentions get de-railed by all sorts of real life events. That is what happened with my writing here. When I began writing in May of 2011, we were awaiting the birth of our fourth child. I went on a writing binge until his birth. After he was born, I did not write for a period of time. When he turned six months old, I resolved to get back to writing little stories here. I began to do so.