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Okay I can't help but blog about nothing..it's in my blood.
I haven't followed the Schiavo case very closely, but from the sound of it they keep pulling her tube and putting it back. It sounds like daffy and bugs, or spy vs. spy. The moral of the story is put it in writing, and spare everyone the headaches. We effing love to say 'he/she would've wanted it this way' so spell it out so we can be sure.
Too many of my friends that are parents seem to have ceased being anything else. I can't imagine loving anyone more than I love my son, but I still have my interests and (such as it is) a personality. My kid likes a lot of the things I do, so I don't feel this is a conflict. But for whatever reason most of my married with kids friends just talk about kids, or pets or both. Went to my nieces bday party on Sunday, and my sister and her pals just talked about who's pregnant at their church the whole time, I wanted to jump, but it was on the ground floor. From the look of things the only interest a dad is supposed to have is effing golf...WTF? who made these rules? I reject them. I feel like a fish out of water around these suburbanites, and more and more I feel like it's me.
For many of the same reasons I never want to drive a mini van, I do not want to be defined by my parental status. I'm very proud of the fact that I am a father of a wonderful child, but it doesn't mean I want to sit a Chuck E Cheese and talk about nothing else.
It's is a desire for autonomy that led me to blog in the first place, and is a big reason why I don't blog much about family.
It's clear Flanders has no work to do....ever! He just came over here
so you're still an army of one huh?
yeah pretty much
when do those guys get back?
not sure end of the month maybe
Well at least it's quiet
yeah it was...
This cat is just killing time til 5, and it's barely 9. He should do something more productive like...erm blog.....
Music-Idlewild, Kaiser Chiefs
Netflix-End of a century (good rockumentary, even if you are not a Ramones fan)
I haven't followed the Schiavo case very closely, but from the sound of it they keep pulling her tube and putting it back. It sounds like daffy and bugs, or spy vs. spy. The moral of the story is put it in writing, and spare everyone the headaches. We effing love to say 'he/she would've wanted it this way' so spell it out so we can be sure.
Too many of my friends that are parents seem to have ceased being anything else. I can't imagine loving anyone more than I love my son, but I still have my interests and (such as it is) a personality. My kid likes a lot of the things I do, so I don't feel this is a conflict. But for whatever reason most of my married with kids friends just talk about kids, or pets or both. Went to my nieces bday party on Sunday, and my sister and her pals just talked about who's pregnant at their church the whole time, I wanted to jump, but it was on the ground floor. From the look of things the only interest a dad is supposed to have is effing golf...WTF? who made these rules? I reject them. I feel like a fish out of water around these suburbanites, and more and more I feel like it's me.
For many of the same reasons I never want to drive a mini van, I do not want to be defined by my parental status. I'm very proud of the fact that I am a father of a wonderful child, but it doesn't mean I want to sit a Chuck E Cheese and talk about nothing else.
It's is a desire for autonomy that led me to blog in the first place, and is a big reason why I don't blog much about family.
It's clear Flanders has no work to do....ever! He just came over here
so you're still an army of one huh?
yeah pretty much
when do those guys get back?
not sure end of the month maybe
Well at least it's quiet
yeah it was...
This cat is just killing time til 5, and it's barely 9. He should do something more productive like...erm blog.....
Music-Idlewild, Kaiser Chiefs
Netflix-End of a century (good rockumentary, even if you are not a Ramones fan)
posted by Robert_M at 8:58 AM
3 Comments:
This post shows your fortitude and it's a reason why I admire you so much. I made a conscious decision not to have children for many reasons --- the primary reason being that I just don't have the burning desire required of any good parent. And, unfortunately for me, that decision is constantly reinforced when I observe other parents my age. Everything that would define them as an individual seems to be erased when they bear children. They drive the same cars, live in neighbors for no other reason than the school districts (a totally understandable concern, but imagine how good DISD would be if dedicated parents stayed there instead of freaking out and leaving for the 'burbs when their kid turns four), eat at the same restaurants, have the same lax attitude about discipline by letting their children run wild in public. And they talk about the same thing . . . all of the time.
However, you've done none of that. Duncan is destined to become a very interesting and unique person because of his parents. You care about him, make sure he's happy, sacrifice your own wants for his well being, and make sure he's healthy in a variety of ways. You expose him to new things --- even if he doesn't like them at first.
And after all of that, you still own a copy of the Kaiser Chiefs album months before I even think of buying it, something that would have happened in 1989. You can speak intellegently and perceptively about any news or world event --- not to impress anybody with your obvious intellect, but because you actually give a shit about your surroundings. You're still funny as hell with a wit worthy of a stand-up album. And you aren't any different than you were 16 years ago when we first met.
A big reason I resisted being a parent was I feared the changes it would make in my life. I feared becoming a different person. And frankly, that makes me a coward.
But you've never changed and you're still a good parent. And that's something to admire.
Damn homey! You gonna make a brother cry up in here.
I wouldn't call it cowardice, just a clear idea of what you want. It takes balls to reject any of the stereotypical goals we are assumed to have.
Don't underestimate the role you've played in all of this. You had your head on straight long before me or most of my so-called friends. You've been a big influence for many years.
I have fallen into the early bedtime trap, and I need to get out more often. I know you are keeping it real, and at time might need someone to represent.
I'll try and get out more, just to see if we still got it, like so much Ralph Malph.
You're my boy blue!
One good thing about having writer friends, is when they give you a shout out it's not just some rock lyric or quote from Double Live Gonzo stage banter.
Dey some eloquent mofos!
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