Regular Dad

It was yet another weekend of unexpected minor chaos.  The dog acted up, Myles blind-sided me with a rediculous question, and Hayley took off back to Long Island.  
But I was still able to get some mental healing time by my firepit and everyone got to everything they needed to get to.  And I got some chores down.  
That said, weekends for the rest of the summer better find some damn chill, or this isn't going to end well for me.  
Enjoy!

Draining weekend over here.  I did get to serve my peak baseball role; substitute bench coach.  Yell out batting order, positions, then just hype up the kids and yell basebally things.  Unfortunately for 6 hours. 
The long-awaited master bathroom reno has officially begun.  It was a long weekend of last-minute emptying of our bathroom and closet.  Lots of donations, lots of Buy Nothing, but lots of jamming things into every corner of the rest of the house.  And being home for 2 days of demo wasn't the most fun I've ever had.  
The PGA championship is right in our backyard, so I grabbed the Elijah Craig commenerative bottle.  Better than just regular EC?  
Enjoy!

Well, it finally happened.  We have a ton of deer around us.  And I spend a lot of time driving during deer hours.  And telling my MIL she shouldn't be so paranoid because no one actually hits a deer.  And so I hit one.  Well, it kinda hit me.  Either way, front 1/4 panel, bumper, headlight are all done. 
And right before Mother's Day, no less.  Which was definitely not our best Mother's Day.  Both kids had games and the wifey was on call.  So everything got crammed night and there was lots of running around. 
Pursuit United dropped a bourbon aged over Sakura Bloom staves.  Are they ground-flooring the next big trend?  Or is this just hype. 
Enjoy!
 

Of all the car maintenance I have to perform, I've honed my brake job skills quite a bit over the last 8ish years.  But for whatever reason, Jaws decided it wasn't going to go down without a fight.  A big fight.  A break multiple tools kinda fight.  
And really that was the gist of the week.  Other things happened, but they all got over-shadowed by the Tragedy in the Driveway...edy.  
Enjoy!

That title might be over-stating it a bit, but I realized in editing that I reference wizards twice.  So it must be a sign.  
Anyways, I feel like I'm magically back to full power again.  Or at least as full power as I can get.  I'm motivated, I have energy, ready to take on everything and crush it this summer. 
Which is good, because it was a full weekend.  Wizards bball, soccer tournaments, baseball games, hebrew names, definitely no time for love for Dr. Jones.  
But we got some awful news from our good friends.  They had a terrible choice to make last weekend with their dog.  But we're here for them and we'll help them through it.  
Enjoy!

Another fantastic Boys Baseball Weekend in the books.  Now hopefully I didn't really dive into the history of these trips last year, because that's what I'm doing again.  If I did, well there's probably different flavors this time around. 
We golfed, we pickelballed, we day drank, we baseballed.  We had multiple first-time-for-thats.  And really, there was a clear loser both times.  Huh.  
And I just realized that I've also missed a week.  Didn't mean to do that.  But I traveled from Thursday-Sunday, and I'd normally record in that window.  And I just wasn't aware enough to cut the episode monday and rush it out.  Whatever, I'm sure the week I missed wasn't anything to talk home about. 
Enjoy!

Remember a couple weeks ago when I woke up Monday and felt super happy and energetic and positive?  Then the day just slowly wore me down to normal?  Yeah, this was like that, except it was an entire week.  And it didn't wear me down slowly.  I strolled into the room all happy and post-vacationy and just took a sock full of quarters to the face.  And nuts.  
Whiskey review!  aka The Bit That Never Ends!  A quasi-unique offering from Heaven Hill is up this time.  What brand is it and how did it do? 
That's really all I got.  
Enjoy!

Spring Break hath Sprung!  Or it did sprung.  Springed?  Whatever.  We had a very good trip to see Death Valley and Joshua Tree national parks.  Luckily we only caught the tail end of that west coast heat wave.  But hiking in the Valley of Death when it's 90s is still freaking hot.  
And that's really it.  I mean, we saw 2 awesome national parks that have amazing terrain that beats everything we have out east.  So I guess I should just stop typing and click "Publish Now".
Enjoy!

My ode to Friday:  It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times.  Some real highs and low in that day.  Which, as is typical, lead to a very sluggish Saturday morning.  But we rallied and had a great rest of the weekend.  
Who wants to hear an old story from my Purdue days that really has no meaning excpet for making me laugh?  Nice.  
I've got a recommendation.  Which is more of a reminder.  So a reminderation.  
Enjoy!

Once again we're back in a cycle of introspection.  Sure it's healthy and all, but it's not a process that's enjoyable.  At least future me will once again be better for it.
And if that wasn't enough, the kids took their fort building (in the rich neighborhood's field) too far and now people are pissed.  I told them not to steal fence rails, but did they listen?  Nooooo.
March Madness is here!  Of course now I know my bracket is hot garbage, but as of recording I was still full of hope of being at least competitive in my various groups.  Oops. 
Did I get myself a big-boy bottle of whiskey?  Have I really started making connections in this world?  Was Michter's 10-year rye worth the cost and arrangements?  (Spoiler alert - it was).
Enjoy!