Sorry for the lack of semi interesting far from funny posts........okay guys you were supposed to laugh at that and say I am the funniest person on the earth....Do you realize how hard it is to be this funny?
Well anyways, just figured I would drop in, say hello, and write about something that has been on my mind.
If my memory serves me correctly ( and it hardly ever does ) today would have been my fathers 60th birthday. Paul Andrew Smith would have had 21,915 days walking this earth. In those days he would have seen numerous things. One of those things would have been his grandchildren. As I look at Midget Pygmy number 2, who shares his middle name, he would have seen me, and himself in a little mischievous 3 1/2 year old crazy boy. This boy is the most hard headed, strong willed, mule of a kid. Just like his daddy and his grandpa. Sometimes I truly wish there was a day that I could not think about him. I know that sounds bad but hear me out. Every day I see something that reminds me that he is not here. Some days its not as bad as others. Some days its worse. BUT...every day spend without him reminds me of what I must do. Things I must do to keep his spirit alive, and his memory. My children will not have the pleasure of knowing him, but they will know him because I have the memory of a goldfish and I remember......what was I talking about.....oh yeah B12....BINGO! ( Told you I was funny ). I will remember story's, and remind them that he is here, watching over them......and he tells me EVERYTHING!!!!
I was blessed with a wonderful man as a father. We had our moments....well yeah alot of them, but I was a kid with something to prove, so I broke all of the rules, and pushed all of the buttons...some times more than once. Yeah, he made mistakes. I wouldn't say he made alot of them, because what is alot? I sure as heck know that I have made alot of mistakes.....and I would like to say that I have learned from most of them....well some at least.
I would like to think that my Dad started me on the path that I live. When they say that it takes a village to raise a child they are 100% right. I have had many Father figures in my life. All of them adding their 2 cents, and me walking away with a huge sack of change. Although I may need to refund some of their 2 cents. My step dad tried to teach me how to balance a checkbook....yeah....still don't know how. My math never adds up to the right amount. I mean come on, if I still have checks, I still have money right? My friend Pop's has taught me the love of wood, but I still can't cut a straight line.....I digress.
I wanted to write something tonight, because I miss my father. He did not get a chance to meet his grandchildren, he did not get to teach them Yes means no, and No means yes. ( well actually midget 2 already knows that so maybe he did teach him that ). As we go through life, always live for tomorrow, but never put something off that can be done today ( well except bills. I don't have any money now, and I won't have any tomorrow so I guess that's okay to put that off...right? )
As my children grow up, they will learn about all of the things my father loved. It took me 30 something years, but I pretty much love everything my father did. At the time it was boring as hell, but now looking back I wish I would have taken advantage of it more. Hindsight is 20-20 right?
Sorry folks, not to many funny Ha Ha's tonight. I just don't have it in me. If you think this one is a dud, please come back...I will eventually say something you like. Coming up...I have to make a desert for a Wine Club ( Yeah..I'm so not a member...this is a paying gig ) that goes with a port. CHOCOLATE TRUFFLE PIE I CHOOSE YOU!!!!! My prego Friend is back at work, and she is not so prego anymore so that means my wonderful alternate work schedule goes away....Goodbye 11 hour work days and hello normalness!!
