In my junior year of high school I took a typing class. I was present. I don't think I actually learned anything. Well in my 34th year of life I have realized how stunted I am in my typing ability. I have no typing ability and now I will be blogging in order to have repetition so that I can practice.
Everything I am about to write is completely true.
I believe that Donald Trump is still a democrat. I don't think he ever changed. I think he is a scum bag and that he has no real morals. I'm not a fan of Matt Walsh but he had a great article about Trump this morning. He spoke of his sliminess and how he belittles and trashes everyone he talks to. Can we honestly think that they way trump is talking about his opponents in public is now how he is talking about his constituents behind closed doors.
I know people like this. They do nothing but talk bad about everyone they know. Leading me only to believe that they also do it about me. Not believing this would make me delusional. Are we seriously going to believe that Trump has our interests at the core of his campaign?
Regardless of what I think of Trumps ideals or his core motives, his rise to power makes no sense in the Republican party. How does a party that squawks about its moral fortitude back a liar and philanderer. I places in me a place that if any other democrat is caught doing something anything less than ethical and conservative person says to me they need to quit You could literally play a trump card. Based on your moral beliefs you elected literally the worst person that could ever represent our country.
Trump sucks and we're allowing it.
February 26, 2016
August 18, 2012
What have I done.
I may have done something crazy Friday. A friend and I will be driving to northern Virginia in 3 short weeks for him to compete in a Tough Mudder event. He is running it with a team and it seems one of those team members has backed out of his spot. I blurted out when I heard this, "I think I could race it."
My friend is also a Marine, and takes volunteering very seriously. So, in three weeks from today I will be running a Tough Mudder.
I am not scared, worried, or prepared. But, my adrenaline is up and I am now focused.
Although Friday night, awaiting the news that would tell me if I am to be a spectator or a participant (I assumed I would be racing), I tackled a large Papa Murphy's pizza and a six pack.
However, Saturday began my very short journey to train for a Tough Mudder. No more unnecessary meals or snacks. Less meat and more vegetables. Daily workouts are now commencing for the next 21 days. I am going to deal with the consequence of saying yes too quickly head on.
This is an adventure I am looking forward to and an unexpected challenge.
I did have a feeling that I would somehow be more than a spectator when I received the request to help my friend drive to the event 2 months ago.
Your prayers that I do not injure myself will be greatly appreciated.
My friend is also a Marine, and takes volunteering very seriously. So, in three weeks from today I will be running a Tough Mudder.
I am not scared, worried, or prepared. But, my adrenaline is up and I am now focused.
Although Friday night, awaiting the news that would tell me if I am to be a spectator or a participant (I assumed I would be racing), I tackled a large Papa Murphy's pizza and a six pack.
However, Saturday began my very short journey to train for a Tough Mudder. No more unnecessary meals or snacks. Less meat and more vegetables. Daily workouts are now commencing for the next 21 days. I am going to deal with the consequence of saying yes too quickly head on.
This is an adventure I am looking forward to and an unexpected challenge.
I did have a feeling that I would somehow be more than a spectator when I received the request to help my friend drive to the event 2 months ago.
Your prayers that I do not injure myself will be greatly appreciated.
August 16, 2012
11 Months.
What I have learned today is that I still have a blog and apparently no one has been writing in it.
I originally had a goal of composing thoughts and collecting pictures however small into this one place to direct family, friends and internet wanderers to a summation of the happenings of the Nashville Plantes.
Here is an update of the last 11 months-
September 2011, as you will see below this post was the last time that I wrote something. For the rest of the month, I can't remember what happened.
October 2011, my Scoot turned one year old. We participated in a Halloween activity I'm sure, but I doubt it.
November 2011, there was thanksgiving, which was to occur at a friends house but Rosalie woke up with a fever and my best friend threw together one of the best meals I have ever had in my entire life.
December 2011, I turned 30. We celebrated Christmas in Oregon with my best friend's family and that was a great surprise for my best friend, her mother and sister.
Happy new year!
January 2012, Count down to the end of life as we know it? Doubtful. My wife and I also celebrated our thirty-ness together by having an 80's themed party since the 80's rang us in. It was quite the uneventful night of bowling, but still my best friend and I had a blast.
February 2012, Valentines day, I suck at it.
March 2012, I went to Chicago for a work trip for one night.
April 2012...............my best friend had a final?
May 2012...More finals and then 2 weeks of summer vacation until my best friend started summer school.
June 2012,I tried to forget this month because it is the most sick that my Scoot has ever been. That is all I don't want to try to remember anymore, except croup sucks.
July 2012, My best friend and I had the pleasure of seeing her family and attending the wedding of her youngest cousin. It was a beautiful wedding and it reminded us of when were the same age and we got married. Beautiful.
August 2012, this month my best friend begins her last year of nursing school before she is able to be licensed as a RN and begin the rest of her life doing the job she was made to do, which is to help others.
When you break life down by months its hard so see a bigger picture.
For instance this past year Scoot doubled in age, possibly size and will be two years old in two months. Recently she started at her first daycare, a change that is wrecking my best friend, but our last babysitter is having a baby in the middle of the school year and will have quite a bit to do while we are in the middle of dealing with school and work. This is the best thing to do at this time either way.
This year, my best friend completed her first year of nursing school and has this one year remaining. Also she, in her words 'finally' found a job. We had quite a few conversations about this. I had a strong stance and I wouldn't let her work, well not just any job because she is going to school. I wanted her to gain experience in her field. She was hired as a Nursing Extern at a local hospital. Simply stated, she is a Patient Care Technician, but unlike a PC Tech a Nursing Extern will receive lessons and gain experience that others will not receive.
For me this past year I received certifications in Six Sigma Green Belt, Lean, and Project Management. Nothing exciting I'm sure, but for me these certifications add a resume weight to what I am naturally good at. Now I cannot wait to throw that weight around, but even more impatient than me is my best friend. She really wants me to throw that weight anywhere and everywhere. Pray for me.
Hopefully I'll write more. Sooner than next July, maybe.
I originally had a goal of composing thoughts and collecting pictures however small into this one place to direct family, friends and internet wanderers to a summation of the happenings of the Nashville Plantes.
Here is an update of the last 11 months-
September 2011, as you will see below this post was the last time that I wrote something. For the rest of the month, I can't remember what happened.
October 2011, my Scoot turned one year old. We participated in a Halloween activity I'm sure, but I doubt it.
November 2011, there was thanksgiving, which was to occur at a friends house but Rosalie woke up with a fever and my best friend threw together one of the best meals I have ever had in my entire life.
December 2011, I turned 30. We celebrated Christmas in Oregon with my best friend's family and that was a great surprise for my best friend, her mother and sister.
Happy new year!
January 2012, Count down to the end of life as we know it? Doubtful. My wife and I also celebrated our thirty-ness together by having an 80's themed party since the 80's rang us in. It was quite the uneventful night of bowling, but still my best friend and I had a blast.
February 2012, Valentines day, I suck at it.
March 2012, I went to Chicago for a work trip for one night.
April 2012...............my best friend had a final?
May 2012...More finals and then 2 weeks of summer vacation until my best friend started summer school.
June 2012,I tried to forget this month because it is the most sick that my Scoot has ever been. That is all I don't want to try to remember anymore, except croup sucks.
July 2012, My best friend and I had the pleasure of seeing her family and attending the wedding of her youngest cousin. It was a beautiful wedding and it reminded us of when were the same age and we got married. Beautiful.
August 2012, this month my best friend begins her last year of nursing school before she is able to be licensed as a RN and begin the rest of her life doing the job she was made to do, which is to help others.
When you break life down by months its hard so see a bigger picture.
For instance this past year Scoot doubled in age, possibly size and will be two years old in two months. Recently she started at her first daycare, a change that is wrecking my best friend, but our last babysitter is having a baby in the middle of the school year and will have quite a bit to do while we are in the middle of dealing with school and work. This is the best thing to do at this time either way.
This year, my best friend completed her first year of nursing school and has this one year remaining. Also she, in her words 'finally' found a job. We had quite a few conversations about this. I had a strong stance and I wouldn't let her work, well not just any job because she is going to school. I wanted her to gain experience in her field. She was hired as a Nursing Extern at a local hospital. Simply stated, she is a Patient Care Technician, but unlike a PC Tech a Nursing Extern will receive lessons and gain experience that others will not receive.
For me this past year I received certifications in Six Sigma Green Belt, Lean, and Project Management. Nothing exciting I'm sure, but for me these certifications add a resume weight to what I am naturally good at. Now I cannot wait to throw that weight around, but even more impatient than me is my best friend. She really wants me to throw that weight anywhere and everywhere. Pray for me.
Hopefully I'll write more. Sooner than next July, maybe.
September 6, 2011
My Morning as Mr. Mom
It has been raining here in Nashville for the last three days. IT HAS BEEN RAINING! That is awesome since we have not had rain the last two months. It has been so incredibly dry that it just has not been fun to be outside the Earth has been looking for so much moisture it will zap it out of your body to there point of being miserable. Sunday was the first day of rain and it was a little rough because it was still warm from Saturday and humidity was gross. But Labor Day was so cool it felt like November in the upper north west United States. This weather made me incredibly happy. I refused to wear a jacket although I definitely should have.
This weekend some friends of ours have gone out of town and asked us to care for their chickens. As payment we will receive fresh eggs. My best friend loves fresh eggs. Therefore we took full advantage and now have a dozen eggs waiting for scramblification.
My best friend has her first test today. Two weeks into the semester and she is testing on nursing fundamentals. Making a bed properly among other such items like brushing teeth, etc. I hope this goes well for her, she has been so stressed that she will not make the cut. She really wants to succeed at this, and I do not blame her. This is totally in her nature to care for other people. She is a wonderful person.
Today I am taking care of Scoot so she is palling around the house and having herself a fun time digging toys out of her toy box, doing her own thing. She is also helping me] ]]]]]]w;rIT:} E Th is blog anD 'eveR" Y|th"N+ g i (write this blog entry as well). The pleasure of this opportunity is added up to, our friends (and subsequent babysitter) are out of town, my best friend is taking her first test, so Scoot and I had to feed and release the chickens from their coupe in the rain. I had to hold an umbrella, hold Scoot, and open the gate with two hands. So I bagged up the Scoot like so...
It was kind of cold on Scoot's feet so we had to hurry back. The weather did not phase Scoot's demeanor though. She is always in good spirits these days.
My morning as Mr. Mom has been:
1. Drink Coffee
2. Release chickens
3. Drink Coffee
4. Feed Scoot
5. Drink Coffee
6. Iron Shirt
7. Drink Coffee
8. Put Scoot Down for a nap
9. Empty Dishwasher
This is the point I realize I should have emptied the dishwasher then ironed
10. Drink Coffee
11. Clean living room
12. Write a blog to feel higher self worth
13. Go to work for a half day
14. Drink Coffee
How does my best friend do this on top of nursing school. She is an incredible person and I am blessed by her presence.
September 5, 2011
Wine Tasting Date
Last week I got the idea to take my best friend on a date Saturday. She likes romantic things like surprises like wine tasting. I was hoping to keep it a secret but there is so much going on in our lives right now with me working late and her nursing school picking up a rapid pace. She could not bear the intensity of not knowing what I was planning.
So Tuesday went like this: A phone call stating that I needed her to make potato salad for Saturday. I knew full well this would alarm her because I asked her to make potato salad for the previous Saturday for a cookout for some friends. She as I thought she would, immediately needed to know who was coming over and what I was planning to do. I told her that it was a surprise that she would love, and that she would find out Saturday morning. In any other year something like this would make her smile from ear to ear that I was being this romantic.
So Tuesday went like this: A phone call stating that I needed her to make potato salad for Saturday. I knew full well this would alarm her because I asked her to make potato salad for the previous Saturday for a cookout for some friends. She as I thought she would, immediately needed to know who was coming over and what I was planning to do. I told her that it was a surprise that she would love, and that she would find out Saturday morning. In any other year something like this would make her smile from ear to ear that I was being this romantic.
The next eight hours were a grueling hell. She could not handle the anticipation. She had to know if someone was coming over, what would we do with Scoot, how late would said event last, and so on. Her mind was racing so much that she would not be able to concentrate the rest of the week. That would be extremely bad for us all to cause too much undue stress to a person going through enough.
I explained that I would be taking her and Scoot on a date to a vineyard that we had been to before in Arrington, TN.
If any of you know my best friend you will know that just because I told her what was happening was not enough to stop her from worrying. I had to tell her all the details. Would Scoot be coming along, is Scoot allowed in the tasting rooms, what time would we be going, what about Scoots bed time, Arggghhhh. It still amazes me the amount of stuff she can think of in such a little time.
After she settled down and I gave it a couple days I asked her if she was excited about the date that was at hand. She was. Saturday turned out to be a great time for all of us. I even got a smile out of both my best friend and my Scoot.
I explained that I would be taking her and Scoot on a date to a vineyard that we had been to before in Arrington, TN.
If any of you know my best friend you will know that just because I told her what was happening was not enough to stop her from worrying. I had to tell her all the details. Would Scoot be coming along, is Scoot allowed in the tasting rooms, what time would we be going, what about Scoots bed time, Arggghhhh. It still amazes me the amount of stuff she can think of in such a little time.
After she settled down and I gave it a couple days I asked her if she was excited about the date that was at hand. She was. Saturday turned out to be a great time for all of us. I even got a smile out of both my best friend and my Scoot.
September 2, 2011
tumblr vs blogger: Why I Switched
I switched back to blogger today. I say it like I have been posting for months rather than two weeks.I switched because I can share any blog feed I want and I am not limited to those only on tumblr. I also can be more creative as far as my layout is concerned.
Things I will miss: I cannot post crazy layouts for my pictures. What I don't like about it was that I could not have it in the middle of a post. Just seemed to fall short in the wrong areas. Aesthetically it was much more appealing, but I needed more. It took a lesson at work to realize how much better my blogger could be.
This is my sweet Scoot.
Wishing It All Away
Originally posted to tumblr:
In the most recent months that Scoot has lived with us we have received a lot of advice. The phrase that is coming to mind today is "Don't wish their childhood away." This comes up when I speak about Scoot's recent developments such as walking or babbling and how I say "I can't wait until _____."
I do not think that I am wishing her childhood away, but at this immediate moment Scoot is beginning to turn into a person. Her personality is beginning to spill out of her at an amazing rate with likes, dislikes, "meh's, and it is getting hard to remember even in the age of all things digital. Her development is the most interesting thing in the world right now because this once feeble blob is now beginning to do all kinds of things that make her - Incredible - incredible to be around.
The best advice so far was from a coworker that pushes this idea, "Don't miss anything and don't sweat the small things because you'll blink and they'll be gone." Why this is the best is because the advice is about Scoot. It is not about me and it is not about how I parent. It is solely about making sure I get the distractions that keep me from being there for her out of my life.
The only way to wish away her childhood is to fill my time with anything that is not Scoot.
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