Open letter to Guy Laroche

Dear Guy,

I am writing this letter to comment about a product of yours. I was not happy with the effectiveness of your product Drakkar. Back in the day it was always referred to as
"Sure @#$%". Well on this particular night it brought mixed results. One woman said "oh you smell good." Now granted I wasn't expecting a phone number or anything, but I did get the proper reaction. Now for the drop of the other shoe. The 2nd woman said "you smell good, smells like Bounce." Now this wasn't a knuckle dragging trailer queen, but a reasonably sophisticated woman. (Can't hold straight face). Now if Bounce is equal to the scent of your product Drakkar. I guess the next time that I get ready to go out on the town, I will have to change products. Instead of a few spritzes of Drakkar, I will be rolling around in the contents of a carton of Bounce dryer sheets, to achieve the desired effect.

I was a HERO Sunday!

I was actually a hero to my kids Sunday. Why, you ask? After a long day of running around on Friday, to find sleds for the kids. I had to send them off to mom's empty handed. Decided one last try and EUREKA, I found some at a sporting goods store. The kids came home Sunday afternoon and came into the house and said "alright dad, you found sleds. Can we watch TV?" Well I guess I'll just have to accept my 15 seconds of fame.

A frigid walk...

Saturday night was a fun night. Met up with an old friend. Had some drinks watch a good band and met some new people. Was a good night in all. We all left the bar and I got shanghaied into a truck cause I was drinking, was sober but why argue. Just friends looking out for each other. In an odd change in events we ended up walking back to the bar to retrieve my truck. (Now that was a first walking back to the bar). It was hilarious. The cold wasn't that bad. It was the damned icy side walks. It was nothing to keep my self upright but a woman in heels too. Now that was a challenge. We almost didn't make it. lol. It was an oddly good walk. Chatting and reminiscing of the past and present. The goofy things our kids did. It's funny how you find joy in the strangest of places. Dark, chilly, suburban street. Huh.

Ah crap I have been inspired...

Ah crap I have been inspired yet again. After a night on the town I have badgered but more inspired again to try and quit smoking. I gotta kick this damn habit. But I like it so much. I figure my plan of attack will be every time I have a craving for a cigarette I'll hit myself over the head with a cinder block. Therefore rendering myself unconscious. I hope work will understand my sudden drop in productivity. The other inspiration is to get back on the workout schedule again. Bike and bowflex here I come. Gotta go to bed earlier though.

First Christmas after split...

Well we made it through the Christmas time and everyone survived. It was a bit odd though, this year not having that special someone being around. The house had that certain emptiness. All are our friends are special, but you get the hint. The kids had fun and that's what counts. Although they did a little better in the haul on mom's side, but she always has made Christmas special for them, and goes a little overboard. I'm sure she'll always continue that. On dad's side they did OK too. lol. I have always been kind of a cheap ass, but to me it's been more quality than quantity.

It was kind of tough for the kids to get myself and my ex gifts. I didn't want her to spend her money on me and I didn't want to spend much on her. So we came to an agreement. We let spend 10 bucks at the dollar store for each of us. (Ex brother in law came up with the idea). It was pretty funny seeing the stuff they picked out. With a little guidance from both of us, they did a good job.

The funny part of picking the gifts my daughter did an awesome job with practicality. It was kind of amazing how at 3 she can already remember things that mom and dad both like. Like remembering mom needs chip clips and likes candles. For dad she remembered I love cashew nuts and my favorite chocolate covered cherries. My son on the other hand took a little more coaxing. He had to learn that deodorant and room fresheners were not that great of an idea. I told him if he gets a woman deodorant she might think that you think she stinks. He thought yeah that might not be a good idea. lol.

In all it was a better than expected Christmas.

Innocence of children

Kids are awesome with the things they perceive and say. Their expression to make someone feel better is really cool also. I had a coworker pass away recently (about a month ago). I was just kind of reflecting on the past. My daughter comes walking down the hallway from her bedroom and says, "Daddy I hope your friend feels better." Somewhat puzzled, I couldn't think of who was sick that she would know. I asked, "Which friend, Peanut?" Her response, "The one that died!" I laugh inside and said, "Thank you, I'm sure he does."