I woke up this morning to sweet little kisses from my daughter. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy", she repeated. My wonderful wife and daughter got me a gift certificate to the golf course near my house. I pass by it everyday and keep wanting to try golfing.
The last time I went golfing it involved lots of beer and generally creating mayhem with the cart. At some point I think I quit golfing and was just running down my friends with the cart.
I would like to restart my golfing practice at the driving range first. The course by our house is only 9 holes, but they have a range. I think I'm just gonna start out with buying one big driver and get the hang of hitting the ball straight. I'm excited, as the course is only half a block from my house.
I get to eat biscuits and gravy for breakfast that my sweet wife has prepared. Overall, I'm pretty happy to be a Dad!
I like The Shins. It's the kind of music you should listen to when you have been driving with someone in the car for a long time. I mean a looong time. And not in the kind of car that has air conditioning or a comfy seat, but the kind of car that you know will get you where you are going, although it may be a little ragged around the edges. It has to be one of those days where you have been in the car so long that you have run out of things to say. Every subject dealt with. Every joke told. This is the kind of music you both listen to and smile, nodding at each other, but not saying a word. You both feel closer than ever without the need to congratulate yourselfs on being BFFs.
The Shins - Kissing the Lipless
I haven't been in that place for a long time. The kind of place where you never care if you get where you are going, only because you have finally relaxed enough to enjoy the journey. Lately my destination is unknown and I've lost sight of the journey. It makes me sad. I guess it is starting to show, as people are buying me books to help me. I'm past the bitter part where I would just bitch about being saved by a book. I understand that people only want me to be happy. The book may help, although a really long walk might do the same.
We were watching 'Lost' the other day when I realized that I would enjoy being trapped on the island like them. Everything so simple. Eat. Drink. Fart. Repeat.....
We decided not to get cable TV and so far we are pretty happy about it. The only problem is that we can watch reruns on the internet. Our TV has been mothballed, but our computer is in the living room/office right in front of the couch. How convenient is that?
Now we have begun watching 'Lost' on the abc.com website. We never watched it before at all, so it is all new. Darn if we are not addicted to watching that show. We can watch it full screen and with limited commercials. I bet we watch about 8 or 9 episodes a week. They are about 45 minutes long, so we waste about 7 hours a week watching it. The worst part is that we are addicted and yet we still have about two and a half seasons left to watch to get caught up. I bitch about not having enough time in the day to get everything done and yet there I sit watching mindless crap. I have no self control.....
