I wouldn’t have been surprised had I slept well beyond my usual weekend rise time but I initially woke up around 5am. I felt completely rested but also knew that I had no intentions of staying awake. So, I turned on the television thinking I could watch some educational programming on the Learning or Discovery Channel. It had been so long since I had watched any television from my bedroom that I have forgotten the line-up. But after a little surfing I found the Discovery Channel. At first I had the volume so low that I couldn’t tell what the program was about. After raising the volume I quickly realized that what I was watching was nothing more than trash television or as it’s often called, an infomercial. Not was this an infomercial, but I couldn’t believe how low they’ve stooped.
This program was about the ‘red meat’ that’s clogging our lower bowels and this self-anointed doctor had developed a miracle pill you could take to cleanse your colon of this ‘poisonous toxins’. They actually had people calling in giving testimonials to how their small children had bowel movements bigger than theirs and how bloated they were, but after taking this doctor’s magic potion for 30 days, their own bowel movements were restored to normal. Perhaps what I found most alarming about this programming was that I was watching. I came to my senses, turned off the television, and forced myself back to sleep.
I discovered something alright while watching the Discovery Channel. They all will bow to the mighty dollar regardless of content and without any regard to integrity. I have lost a little respect now for what was one of my favorite channels.
I didn’t wake again until about 7:20am. By now I was completely rested and ready to rise and take on the new day. I felt good and was excited about the prospect of the apparent sunny day. I turned on the coffee then went through my ritualistic routine. After my exercises I leashed up Ykraps, dawned my winter jacket, and took to the streets of Scioto Woods. Even though it was quite cool the clear blue skies and singing birds were another indication that spring was practically upon us. That alone was a comforting feeling.
Once back at home I poured that first cup of coffee with much anticipation. I would spend the next hour relaxing quietly and relishing the fact that it was the weekend. At 9:21am I rose from my rest, adorned my running attire, and took once gain to the streets of Scioto Woods. It felt really good to run with some of my favorite tunes. The run itself was almost effortless yet still very gratifying.
After shedding my sweaty running clothes I checked my VM’s and saw that Mindy had called. I put some bacon on the stove and went about drafting my Friday journal entry. As my breakfast finished cooking I called Mindy to firm our afternoon plans and to see what else might be up on Echo Park. Mindy was fine and already well into her own weekend routine. She reported concern over the fact that her son Jacob had woke her once gain at 6:30am to begin his day. He goes to bed typically at 8pm and falls right asleep. I advised, whether she was seeking it or not, that it’s probably an indication that he no longer needs 12 hrs sleep. Besides, he really looks forward to days at home with his momma. Anyway, we firmed plans for me to be there no later than 1:15pm as discussed the day before. Mindy had a baby shower to attend and I would be watching the kids. After ending the call I finished my breakfast and toiled around the house for a short while then returned to my PC where finished and published Friday’s blog entry. By now it was approaching 11:15am. Realistically, I had little time to get involved in anything significant before needing to shower and dress for Mindy’s, especially given that I had a stop to make on the way.
I spent the next half hour playing guitar, reading, and napping. It felt wonderful! At noon I took to the shower, dressed, and packed my bag as if I’d be gone until Sunday. I knew, however, that I’d need to return later to walk Ykraps. In tow I had my camera (of course), a bottle of wine, a bottle of champagne, my running clothes, pajamas, and book. I left the house at 12:40pm destined for Kroger and then Mindy’s. At Kroger I bought Mindy some roses and a card to commemorate our 6 month anniversary which was technically Friday – St Jimmy’s Day (hence the champagne). While there I couldn’t resist the temptation of fresh strawberries too.
I arrived at Mindy’s only 1 minute later than planned. The kids were both happy to see me and Mindy seemed so too. I hadn’t seen Mindy since Wednesday evening. Mindy left for her the baby shower somewhere around 1:45pm. Bella held onto me tightly all while crying for her mommy as Mindy pulled away. And that’s when the fun began!
All the while Bella was demonstrating her insecurities of being without her mother, Jacob was persistent in his request for my undivided attention. One things for sure, between the two of them, something had to give. Finally, after about a half hour, Bella stopped fussing over her mother, but Jacob never did stop asking for my time. At Bella’s request I put on the Madagascar DVD I went and fetched the race track Jacob had asked me to play with. He really wanted to set it up downstairs, but that wouldn’t work given that I needed to keep an eye towards Bella too.
We played with the race track upstairs and it was fun. I hadn’t played with such a toy in quite a long time. After the movie, Bella even joined in the fun. Next we played a combo version of hide & seek and beat the baby sitter for the next hour plus. Jacob burst into tears when he couldn’t find Bella and I and insisted I give him his mother’s cell number once we revealed ourselves. He was not a happy minion! I thought it best to leave him to his pouting for about 15 minutes knowing his personality as I do. I then proceeded to start playing with his tub full of cars knowing that he wouldn’t be able to resist joining fun for too long. Minutes after I started he found his way to my side where he corrected all the ‘mistakes” I had made in placing the cars in their own social classes. J
It wasn’t long before we caught a glimpse of Mindy’s minivan barreling around the corner. Both children were ecstatic that she was home and greeted her in the garage. I was relieved too! That was a long 4 plus hours!
We began making our dinner almost immediately. Mindy had picked up everything for homemade tacos, and she had also stopped at El Vaquero and picked-up some chips, salsa, and guacamole. We were eating Mexican tonight! After dinner Mindy readied her tired children for bed. The benefits of playing wildly and allowing no naps looked to be paying benefits. They were both asleep before 8pm, and soundly too.
I had already poured Mindy a glass of wine and myself a beer before Mindy came back downstairs from bedding her children. When she finally returned we threw in the Phantom of the Opera DVD she had borrowed from a friend. I hadn’t ever seen the old or new version and honestly hadn’t a clue what the story was about beyond the obvious. I was surprised to learn that it was a love story. The setting was cool and the story OK, but I could’ve done without all the singing. I’ve never liked that type of movie. It was long too. It lasted about 2.5 hours. Sometime during the movie we uncorked a bottle of Champagne and toasted our six months together. We made quick work of the entire bottle thanks in part to the large wine goblets. We added an additional flare by dipping strawberries into the champagne giving the already tasty and sweet fruit a slightly fizzy bite. That was cool! By now, I was too much to resist. Mindy wanted me! But who wouldn’t???
I wouldn’t have been surprised had I slept well beyond my usual weekend rise time but I initially woke up around 5am. I felt completely rested but also knew that I had no intentions of staying awake. So, I turned on the television thinking I could watch some educational programming on the Learning or Discovery Channel. It had been so long since I had watched any television from my bedroom that I have forgotten the line-up. But after a little surfing I found the Discovery Channel. At first I had the volume so low that I couldn’t tell what the program was about. After raising the volume I quickly realized that what I was watching was nothing more than trash television or as it’s often called, an infomercial. Not was this an infomercial, but I couldn’t believe how low they’ve stooped.
This program was about the ‘red meat’ that’s clogging our lower bowels and this self-anointed doctor had developed a miracle pill you could take to cleanse your colon of this ‘poisonous toxins’. They actually had people calling in giving testimonials to how their small children had bowel movements bigger than theirs and how bloated they were, but after taking this doctor’s magic potion for 30 days, their own bowel movements were restored to normal. Perhaps what I found most alarming about this programming was that I was watching. I came to my senses, turned off the television, and forced myself back to sleep.
I discovered something alright while watching the Discovery Channel. They all will bow to the mighty dollar regardless of content and without any regard to integrity. I have lost a little respect now for what was one of my favorite channels.
I didn’t wake again until about 7:20am. By now I was completely rested and ready to rise and take on the new day. I felt good and was excited about the prospect of the apparent sunny day. I turned on the coffee then went through my ritualistic routine. After my exercises I leashed up Ykraps, dawned my winter jacket, and took to the streets of Scioto Woods. Even though it was quite cool the clear blue skies and singing birds were another indication that spring was practically upon us. That alone was a comforting feeling.
Once back at home I poured that first cup of coffee with much anticipation. I would spend the next hour relaxing quietly and relishing the fact that it was the weekend. At 9:21am I rose from my rest, adorned my running attire, and took once gain to the streets of Scioto Woods. It felt really good to run with some of my favorite tunes. The run itself was almost effortless yet still very gratifying.
After shedding my sweaty running clothes I checked my VM’s and saw that Mindy had called. I put some bacon on the stove and went about drafting my Friday journal entry. As my breakfast finished cooking I called Mindy to firm our afternoon plans and to see what else might be up on Echo Park. Mindy was fine and already well into her own weekend routine. She reported concern over the fact that her son Jacob had woke her once gain at 6:30am to begin his day. He goes to bed typically at 8pm and falls right asleep. I advised, whether she was seeking it or not, that it’s probably an indication that he no longer needs 12 hrs sleep. Besides, he really looks forward to days at home with his momma. Anyway, we firmed plans for me to be there no later than 1:15pm as discussed the day before. Mindy had a baby shower to attend and I would be watching the kids. After ending the call I finished my breakfast and toiled around the house for a short while then returned to my PC where finished and published Friday’s blog entry. By now it was approaching 11:15am. Realistically, I had little time to get involved in anything significant before needing to shower and dress for Mindy’s, especially given that I had a stop to make on the way.
I spent the next half hour playing guitar, reading, and napping. It felt wonderful! At noon I took to the shower, dressed, and packed my bag as if I’d be gone until Sunday. I knew, however, that I’d need to return later to walk Ykraps. In tow I had my camera (of course), a bottle of wine, a bottle of champagne, my running clothes, pajamas, and book. I left the house at 12:40pm destined for Kroger and then Mindy’s. At Kroger I bought Mindy some roses and a card to commemorate our 6 month anniversary which was technically Friday – St Jimmy’s Day (hence the champagne). While there I couldn’t resist the temptation of fresh strawberries too.
I arrived at Mindy’s only 1 minute later than planned. The kids were both happy to see me and Mindy seemed so too. I hadn’t seen Mindy since Wednesday evening. Mindy left for her the baby shower somewhere around 1:45pm. Bella held onto me tightly all while crying for her mommy as Mindy pulled away. And that’s when the fun began!
All the while Bella was demonstrating her insecurities of being without her mother, Jacob was persistent in his request for my undivided attention. One things for sure, between the two of them, something had to give. Finally, after about a half hour, Bella stopped fussing over her mother, but Jacob never did stop asking for my time. At Bella’s request I put on the Madagascar DVD I went and fetched the race track Jacob had asked me to play with. He really wanted to set it up downstairs, but that wouldn’t work given that I needed to keep an eye towards Bella too.
We played with the race track upstairs and it was fun. I hadn’t played with such a toy in quite a long time. After the movie, Bella even joined in the fun. Next we played a combo version of hide & seek and beat the baby sitter for the next hour plus. Jacob burst into tears when he couldn’t find Bella and I and insisted I give him his mother’s cell number once we revealed ourselves. He was not a happy minion! I thought it best to leave him to his pouting for about 15 minutes knowing his personality as I do. I then proceeded to start playing with his tub full of cars knowing that he wouldn’t be able to resist joining fun for too long. Minutes after I started he found his way to my side where he corrected all the ‘mistakes” I had made in placing the cars in their own social classes. J
It wasn’t long before we caught a glimpse of Mindy’s minivan barreling around the corner. Both children were ecstatic that she was home and greeted her in the garage. I was relieved too! That was a long 4 plus hours!
We began making our dinner almost immediately. Mindy had picked up everything for homemade tacos, and she had also stopped at El Vaquero and picked-up some chips, salsa, and guacamole. We were eating Mexican tonight! After dinner Mindy readied her tired children for bed. The benefits of playing wildly and allowing no naps looked to be paying benefits. They were both asleep before 8pm, and soundly too.
I had already poured Mindy a glass of wine and myself a beer before Mindy came back downstairs from bedding her children. When she finally returned we threw in the Phantom of the Opera DVD she had borrowed from a friend. I hadn’t ever seen the old or new version and honestly hadn’t a clue what the story was about beyond the obvious. I was surprised to learn that it was a love story. The setting was cool and the story OK, but I could’ve done without all the singing. I’ve never liked that type of movie. It was long too. It lasted about 2.5 hours. Sometime during the movie we uncorked a bottle of Champagne and toasted our six months together. We made quick work of the entire bottle thanks in part to the large wine goblets. We added an additional flare by dipping strawberries into the champagne giving the already tasty and sweet fruit a slightly fizzy bite. That was cool! By now, I was too much to resist. Mindy wanted me! But who wouldn’t???
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