Wednesday, October 31, 2012
So as I was saying the last time.. uh time is like gold now. The only other valued commodity in our house may be sleep. But in these thoughts sleep and time ho hand in hand. Lately I have been trying to get out in the mornings and go for runs before I go to work. Flaca has been generous about letting me get out there and I have found a great ten mile loop that I can knock out in about one and a half hour. But I have snuck in an extra mile and now I love my eleven mile loop. Which means soon I'm gonna get greedy and see if I can find a twelve mile loop that I can get in under two hours. If I can pull that off a half marathon before work could be on my plate. Which is awesome in theory BUtt in all practicality it is a totally selfish move because that is two hours in the morning that I am out there while Flaca is at home with Minnie Pearl. So by the time I get home I shower eat and hit tge road to go to work. The easy answer is don't run for so long but this is the perfect weather for it. Also when I'm running this often I am less stressed and just feel overall better. Lately I have been running my fastest ever even with my old man knees creaking and cracking all over the place. Minnie Pearl will be nine weeks old tomorrow. See is the most amazing person in the world. I want to be a better person for her. Well her and Flaca. Gotta get to the bus route ziggy is there for the fifth time this year. If you end up on my route telling everyone you know me will not help you out. It just gives the other bus drivers something to make fun of both of us about. Go find some tricks to show your treats to. Be ghoulish out there kids
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Minnie Pearl amazes me on a regular basis. She has not been sleeping through the night and only seems to truly sleep when Flaca or I am holding her. Turn good thing about working the shift I do is I am ready to be awake for many hours and walk our long hallway waiting for Minnie to fall asleep. As soon as I think she is asleep I. Put her in her crib and sneak across the creaky floor to our room. As soon as I put my head. Diem on the pillow she starts crying and I'm running to pick her up and start all over again. At this point in the eight week long game I feel like I am being held hostage and being tortured by a little ten pound terrorist with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I may be sleep deprived but she pays me with these amazing smiles that makes tthis madness seem worth it. I feel bad for always thinking parents were full of crap about the inability to watch a rented movie or Tv show. I have tried to watch some of my stories but it is hard to follow when a little person goes from cooing and being happy to screaming their heads off. I have also learned that there is no such thing as a quick trip to the anywheres. It is also hard to hold a conversation that doesn't include talking about being a new parent and not telling everyone how scared shitlrss I am. I'm trying to figure this out. Some people have told me these are the easy days. I hope I'm man enough to handle the harder challenges. Oh I have also figured out that time is like gold. If I can steal time away in the near future ill try to ramble on about it if i can remember to be goo out there kids.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
My last Sunday of hanging with my family before I have to go back. My head is swimming with thoughts of what the future might hold. After just three mortgage payments I already want to move. My want for a real house burnsa hole in my mind tonight after a few dogfish head beers. The condo is great but the proximity of my windows to the back porches of the condoes next door that house the young white college kids next door gaurantee anger from me as they drink too much and smoke way too many cigarettes right outside my windows and my little baby's window. Who knew my previous bad habits would come to haunt me like this. The floors here creak too much. There's no back yard for my daughter to run around in. Dang why did I insist we buy a stupid condo in gge city. In this dirty little corner of Chicago. Ugh. I hope my five year plan pays off and I can sell this creaky stinky condo and buy something real to raise my family in. These beers have my eyes heavy and I fear Minnie Pearl will wake up soon making sleep an impossibility tonight. Bee good out there kids. I'll never be happy and will always keep reaching and wanting more. I am the mouse in "if you give a mouse a cookie"
Saturday, September 29, 2012
The passed four weeks have flown by and on Monday I have to return to my bus route. It is going to be very hard to leave Minnie Pearl and Flaca at home but my paternity leave is at an end.Minnie Pearl is amazing. She has her mom's beauty and temperament and my gases as far as I can tell.I can spend hours looking at her wondering what is goingvon behind those little eyes that look at at 2 am in the morning. 2am is also a very scary time of night because when she is screaming her beautiful little head off I truly start to question my sanity. The doubt and worries sneak in. It is crazy that a 9 pound girl could have me wrapped around her finger. I can't be positive but I think she likes Bob Marley music. Sometimes when she is going crazy a play some of the songs off my I touch and I have myself fooled that it soothes her. She has gone from melt down to silence after playing a few samples off exodus. This leads me to believe that her hearing is developing. I hope everything is developing the way it is suppose to. This little girl is my world. I never could have guessed that being a dad would be this awesome. Minnie Pearl has a great way of making me feel like a million dollars. When others are holding her and she goes into melt down I reach in and grab her I hold her close to me and whisper in or next to her ear that everything will be alright and she calms down and falls asleep. At which point the people present usually say ah daddy's girl. Heavenly. Flaca is doing great although probably a little tired. We celebrated our second year anniversary last week. Life is great. This post probably doesn't make much sense but in my brief time I wanted to stop by and ramble. Be good out there kids.tell your parental figures you love them.they spent a lot of sleep deprived nights wishing to give the world to you
Monday, September 10, 2012
Her milk breath. The way her eyes flutter before they open. The way they roll around in an attempt to tricking me she can focus her undeveloped peepers on a some fictional image I cant see. Minnie Pearl was born on Aug 30 and my life automatically improved a million percent. The passed week and a half has been filled with nonstop awe and total amazement in the wonders that I already see in my daughter. Like any proud papa I think she is the most beautiful girl ever. She already has me wrapped around her little finger. The fate of my life hangs on each tiny breath she takes while awake or asleep or in some weird combination of both. Perfection kids. I'm smiling so big you can see the teeth in the back of my mouth. This little girl is amazing. She is already sleep depriving Flaca and I but I have to confess I think she may be the coolest little girl in the world. I'm going to cut this short. I hope everyone out there can find some version of this insanely awesome happiness that I am currently experiencing. Be good out tcwhere kids. Get some rest. Call your parent or parental figure and tell them you love them.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Things are getting crazy as we prepare for the arrival of Minnie Pearl. At our last visit to the doctors on Saturday they informed Flaca and I that we might have to schedule for the delivery. SO it looks like Minnie Peatl will now be arriving this Friday or Saturday. That means by next Sunday at this time I may be holding my baby daughter in my arms. I am out of my mind excited. At some point today I will find out this information. Never have I looked forward to a Monday like this. I have been daydreaming of what life will be like. I hope I'm good enough. I hope I can give my little girl everything she will ever want in life. I hope her life is full of happiness and big dreams that I will do whatever it takes to make them come true. This is exactly where I want to be in life. For the first time I don't feel like I'm missing out. I'm optimistic I'm excited. I am going to be a dad. I hope I can do half as good of a job as my pops did be good out there kids. STOP Smoking so many cigarettes. Take it easy with the booze and call your parents.
Monday, August 13, 2012
On Friday Flaca and I went to the cabaret Metro to take in the Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Due to the fact that Flaca is eight months into her pregnancy we were lucky enough to sit in the VIP section and enjoy all of the show with none of the regular annoyances that now come with going to shows. I didn't have to worry about some giant standing in front of me. I didn't have to worry about some drunk idiot knocking into me the whole time. I was even able to walk back and forth to the bathroom with minimal issues. The show was pretty decent and I have been chuckling to myself at how many of the songs that mmb played that I didn't know. I guess when u don't buy one of their albums in ten years there are bound to be a few songs you don't know. The highlight of my night was hitting Mcdonalds with Flaca after the show to get the two cheese burger meal so we would have something to eat for our train ride back to Albany Park. On Saturday we attended a class that is suppose to prepare us for the things that will happen on the day Minnie Pearl arrives.It was an informative class and I hope I'm ready on the day she arrives. I had more fun at the class than I did at the show. I think I may be done going to shows. I get mad paying six dollars for a miller high life and if I'm being honest I really don't like people that much. Oh and I'm starting to fall in love with my neighborhood. I ate at Salaam and it was an awesome experience. I love that the train is at street level even if it does lead to the occasional train and car accidents.I just hope it gets a little more walkable for the Punkerson family. Last thought if I continue to get lamer am I going to have to change my alias