But for some reason I'm just not quite "feeling" it. But in the spirit of blogging I will find my way and tell a little about what has been happening in my life as of late.
I'm not going to delve into the talk that I had with my parents. I'm just going to say that we worked a lot of things out. Things were said that have been needing to be said for many many years. Everything is not perfect. It never will be. At least it won't be perfect for some time to come. Some things that were said can never be taken back.
What I will say about that night is that I learned something about my parents that I could have gone my entire life without knowing. And to make myself feel a little better I'm going to tell you all what I heard. After my dad came back over to pick me up that night and we were driving to his house when he said that he and my mom haven't slept in the same bed for years. Many years. Then he said that they haven't been "intimate" with each other for years before that. WTF! who really wants to know this about his parents? Seriously. Would any of you like to hear this from your parents? Or how about some of the people that are in situations like that. Would you tell one of your kids that you haven't had sex with their other parent in years? Just what I want to know about. The sexual habits of people that are a year or two away from being senior citizens. AARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
On to more pleasant thoughts.
Nope not going to post about the sex that SR and I had. Not after that revelation.
Christmas was a good day. It actually started on Sun night. We took the kids out like we do every year to look at the Christmas lights throughout the town. When we came home SR read Twas the Night Before Christmas to the boys and put them to bed.
That's when the real work began. There were still presents to wrap. I had to go to my work to get all the presents out of my locker and bring them home. SR and I ended up staying up till about 11:30 getting everything under the tree. after we were done with that it was time to hit the hay. It was a very long, emotional day for me.Did I mention that Summer asked me to go to church with her on Christmas Eve?
No?
Well she did. And I accepted. It was a good day at church with the family. all of Summer's friends were saying how happy they were to see me there. Not sure if it was that they were glad I was there, or if it was more of it's about time you started coming here with your wife. This was a record for me I think. It was the third or fourth time in a month that I've attended a church function with her. A few weeks ago I helped her and a few of her friends to decorate the church for Christmas. That was a lot of fun.
Back to Christmas day. Summer and I are very fortunate and lucky parents. When my sister and I were kids (heck even as teenagers) we would wake up at about 4 in the morning, start calling for our parents, and ask if it was time. They would say no it's not time yet go back to sleep! We knew better than to leave our rooms before mom or dad gave us permission. so the calling and asking if it was time yet would go on till about 6 or 6:30 in the morning. We'd call about every 20 minutes or so. Finally my parents would say fine. It's time to open the presents. We'd open the presents then they'd go back to bed for awhile to get some sleep that we would deprive them of.
Us on the other hand, have kids that will sleep forever if we would let them. I think the earliest that we have ever opened presents is somewhere around 7:45. This year was no different. Summer and I woke up around 7ish, and waited for the kids to get up around 8. Is that lucky or what?
The other nice thing this year was having my parents living in town. There was no rush to leave the house to get to my parents house. We got to be lazy, watch a movie that we got the kids and didn't leave here till after 3. That was great! Plus it was a nice 5 minute drive to get home when the time came.
That's really about all I've got for now. Maybe later this weekend I'll talk about why Kaiser is pissing me off so much. That is of course if Summer don't beat me to it while I'm out hunting this weekend.
I'll leave you with these two final pictures from Christmas day. The first is of me in my Homer Simpson sleep pants. I just LOVE them! They're so cool. The next is of my S-I-L and my sister acting like weirdos at desert time.
6 comments:
Our kids got us up at 4:30 a.m. Yes, you are lucky!
BTW, those ARE cool pants. ;)
"Would any of you like to hear this from your parents?"
Well too many people in this world divulge too many personal things to others that would have better remained forever untold. As nothing positive is ever gained from such gossip, one has to wonder what motives lie behind such revelations.
Not to be Little Miss Pollyanna Positive or anything, but maybe just so you can live with what you heard, you could look at it as your Dad feeling you were close enough and "grown up" enough that he felt comfortable talking about something very intimate about himself with you. I'm not saying it was right, appropriate, or wouldn't make you want to pour boiling hot wax in your ears just so you never have to hear something like that again, but maybe you could take it as a compliment of sorts. Parents sure do say the darndest things sometimes......
Nice pants. Now all you need is this hat:
http://cgi.ebay.com/DRINKING-HAT-FOAM-DOME-AS-SEEN-ON-HOMER-SIMPSON-GREAT_W0QQitemZ290066536824QQihZ019QQcategoryZ8616QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Given my situation, if either of my parents shared that kind of information with me, I'd probably ask why they're still together and take advantage of the opening to discuss my own issues...because I know they won't love me any less whatever I decide to do.
Have a Great New Year! As for parent divulging: Dad was sharing the particulars of his girlfriend's uterus surgery. a) They are both about 70 yrs. b) It is just a girlfriend. c) GREAT detail! Arrghh!
Hope hunt went well. Peace.
I told you to write a post, not redecorate the place! Do men ever listen??? ;)
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