I bet edibles would work better than Sea Bands
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I bet edibles would work better than Sea Bands
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If I had enough land for this I would pick up one of these scrap helicopters from GSA, ready to go play set. Cheaper than some playground kits out there https://gsaauctions.gov/gsaauctions/...91QSCI23110501
Dear diary,
Today was hard. My chest hurts and I have acid reflux. Not sure if it's my heart and lungs or just some mid-life onset of costochondritis. One thing I'm pretty sure it might be is my fucking kids. Although the acid reflux is definitely the iced bourbon I drank just before putting them to bed. My wife says it makes my breath smell like the landfill but I don't care. The kids don't mention it.
I think of them fondly once they're unconscious. While they're awake they make me want to do a gainer onto concrete from some high building. Endless bickering, fighting, crying, screaming, asking for shit and being upset when I say no. Wife imposes endless micro-legalistic consequences only a court stenographer could keep track of. Sometimes I think their anxiety is projected by her and reflected. Their anger and quick temper is likely a reflection of me, like when I accuse simple household items or appliances of being goddamn pieces of shit with all the intensity of Daniel Day-Lewis in There Will Be Blood.
This shit is hard. It's a rollercoaster of highs and lows; great joy and love and contempt and a circle of mental self pity where I actually think about where to position the muzzle at my brain stem but quickly quash that shit at the idea of fatherless girls not having a firewall when the tattooed flat brimmed douchebags come haunting around our place in 9-10 years. How much longer can I handle not being able to finish my thoughts and plans before the next reprise of "dadddddddddy" echoes through the halls of our 900 sq foot home?
Bio, sounds rough man. My kids bicker and fight more than I like, maybe not as much as yours. Taking two of them places by myself is a bit of a pain in the ass, the stupid fighting over EVERYTHING. Sometimes like this last week, I focus more attention on one than the other. Take one out to do stuff. And then switch. This weekend was the dad and 10yo boy weekend for me. Tons of bikes and jumps and hot weather. Next weekend I will do my best to focus time on my daughter.
Just a suggestion. The bicjeri g and fighting drives me nuts as well. Sometimes I lock them in the smallest bathroom in the house and tell them they can't come out until they both agree on what happened and how to prevent it from happening again. My parents used to do that to me and my brother.
Good luck, If you find yourself with lots of dark thoughts when drinking, maybe put the booze away awhile?
sigless.
I have lost all ability to plan anything more than an hour ahead of time. The days evolve, sometimes without notice. I am happy to go to my real job, cuz my side hustles don't support
The kidÜber job has me on my toes, but the tips suck. The chef gig is fun, but the customers never say thanks. Running this corporation by myself is rewarding, but damn my 2 employees don't listen to shit.
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the drugs made me realize it's not about the drugs
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
My kid has no interest in things when im trying to teach it to him, but will randomly go off and try to do it on his own. Hes 22months, so obviously its all "at his pace". I took him "skiing" a few times last winter with the little plastic strapon skis and kinda just holding him between my legs and he wavered between zoned out, short bursts of joy, and mostly not really having it. Randomly this spring and summer he will put his feet into my big ass shoes and walk around the house saying "im skiing" or grab his plastic skis from the garage and shuffle around on them and say "im skiing". Same thing with baseball, he hasnt been interested in hitting off the tee when i try to show him how, but randomly this weekend i looked over from the patio and he was trying to tee up a ball and hit it. He likes to emulate what i do (mowing the lawn, riding bikes, etc), so I guess ill keep on just playing teeball by myself so he keeps seeing what to do. I just cant wait until he actually gets the bug about skiing, or baseball or whatever and wants to play and practice with me all the time.
It may not be cool in here to say it, but she's a really good songwriter, her music is goddamn catchy and is actually quite good. But it's cool to hate on pop music, especially among a bunch of old geezers on a ski forum. But I listen to pop radio a bunch with my daughter, and a) it's not really bad, and b) Taylor is easily the best of all of them.
Dude, 22 months? Patience. I read this sentence "My kid has no interest in things when im trying to teach it to him" and was like "oh, I can relate to that" and then read that he's not even 2? Chill out.
See above.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
If that day comes it's magic. My youngest is a year out of highschool and had a catch a few weeks back for the first time in over a year. This was the first spring in 20 years that I didn't have baseball games/BP at the park/hitting balls to the boys etc. Lot of ignored shit around the house getting attention these days.
Remember when your parents thought the music young you liked was shit, too.
Yeah, Im stoked that he does seem to be taking an interest in stuff i like doing especially because, compared to my childhood, i have had a very laid back approach to teaching him "sports" that is entirely focused on having fun and making the experience as close to 100% enjoyable as possible. I was just a little nervous that i wasnt spending enough time teaching him for fear of being "that dad", but its cool to see that im striking something close to the right balance and he wants to do this stuff on his own.
At least you got Taylor Swift, I had to take mine to Maroon 5.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
I have been in this State for 30 years and I am willing to admit that I am part of the problem.
"Happiest years of my life were earning < $8.00 and hour, collecting unemployment every spring and fall, no car, no debt and no responsibilities. 1984-1990 Park City UT"
My music teacher said the same about rock; no staying power.
This has been mostly my approach with my kiddos. Had more than a couple "ski" days that ended up just playing in the snow.
Figured the skiing would click for them once they were ready - but having them comfy with being outdoors for extended periods of time has been the real value.
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