The Dream is ALIVE

Hello blog readers!  It is September 10, 2015.  I have not posted on this blog since May.  For that I am truly sorry.  But for what I did with my time, I am not…

My life has changed drastically for the good!

  1. I enrolled in real estate school this summer and became a licensed Real Estate Agent in the state of Texas last week.
  2. I have developed a great relationship with my girlfriend
  3. I will be moving into her house and out of this apartment in the next couple weeks
  4. We went furniture shopping together.  Bought a iComfort bed that is sweet as hell!  It is remote controlled to raise the head and feet.  Wow….  We are remodeling one of her rooms to become my “Man Room”.
  5. The girls have new beds being shipped for their room
  6. My educational career is doing great.  It is paying the bills and allowing me to develop my new part time job as a real estate agent.
  7. We took family vacations to Arkansas, the beach, Austin, etc…. All with my girlfriend, her two kids and my two girls.
  8. Life is so good I just can’t help but smile

Please note that I will no longer update this blog.  I have decided to remove the veil of anonymity and direct this link to my new website and blog for real estate.

If there is anyone that still reads this blog please jump over to and join me in my next adventure of life.

For all of you that helped me battle through the roughest point in my life…. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.  You and I will probably never meet.  But you are just as important to my “well being” as any real friend I have known for years.  Without your support, understanding, attention I would of never made it through the separation and divorce.  Each night that I could not sleep I always knew I had a window in to a world online that could add a balm to my anxiety.

Thank you and follow me.

Oh, yea… If you need any real estate needs please contact me!  Even in different states other than Texas.  I can get a referral fee! haha… Hope to see you on the other side.

Strength and Honor… Speed and Power

Strength and Honor… Speed and Power

How does one teach the foundation of sportsmanship to their children?  How do you know they are understanding the lessons you want them to learn?  How can you make sure your offspring have integrity, hard work, good moral values, teamwork, and basically just knowing how to treat people.

I don’t think I have the answers to these questions. I often wonder how the heck do my daughters make it from point A to point B with a father like me?   I was such a screw up as a child.  I am still screwing up as an adult.

I had a conversation I shared today with a good friend about what I tell my daughters.  It basically went along the lines of, “You are my blood.  There are things my family does not do.  There are lines we do not cross.  You don’t lie and you don’t cheat.  You DO have integrity.  You do the right thing even when nobody is looking.”

I feel that sports have been a better teacher than I could ever be.

Ever since the girls were 4 years old running on the soccer field I would say these words,

“Strength and Honor…. Speed and Power.”  They would chant them back to me and punch their fist into their other hand.

Strength to muscle your way through the task at hand.  You will always pass out before you die. So push yourself until you cannot push anymore.  Only then will you be happy knowing you gave it everything you had.

Honor to treat the opponents, your teammates, your coaches, and the referees with respect.  But most of all you honor the game you play… It will be either the sport you play or the life that you are living.

Speed to push yourself to move faster in everything you do on the field or off.

Power to show that explosiveness along with your speed.  When you make a change of direction or begin to move you push yourself as hard as you can in that direction.  Apply this to your other activities in life.  You push yourself in whatever direction you have to turn.

Sports can be applied to everything you do.

I can just look at the girls today and say, “Strength and Honor…” and they will always repeat, “Speed and Power”


My youngest daughter, B, learned a valuable lesson this weekend.  She has been hurting from a nagging knee injury.  My older daughter, R, always has nagging injuries but she plays through them.  You don’t even here a complaint from her.

B complains often.

R and I sat with B after last weekend’s tournament (where B came out of a game due to knee and we lost).  I allowed R to explain that all athletes play with something hurting.  There is a huge difference from “being hurt” or “being injured”.  Are you hurt or injured?  The trainer said that her knee is just sore and was strained.  She can play if she can handle the pain once it is taped.  He also explained that her ability to sprint will be severely hampered.  R and I explained that a 50% B is better than the other options.  But you will never be a great player until you learn to tell the difference between being hurt or being injured.


R pulled off her socks and showed B her injuries.  Both ankles were twice the size as normal and had a dark ring of purple around them.  Her knees were scabs torn off of older scabs last week.  Her calf was still swollen from being kicked.  Her bottom lip was bloody from doing a face plant into the turf.  She is missing two toe nails and she can barely walk.  But when game time comes around and the whistle blows she is the best player on the field.

B came out this weekend and scored 5 goals in 3 games.   Honestly she was a complete beast.  Nobody could contain her.  She was running through double and triple teams.  She was pulled down by her arm, by her jersey, kicked in the back of the legs, shoved to the ground with full extension of arms.  Basically she was repeatedly fouled.  She battled.  She was a warrior.  She scored.  Then after the game she walked up to each defender that was trying to stop her and shook their hands.  Class.


She looked like her big sister more this weekend than she ever has.

I am blessed.  There is nothing else I can say.  Truly truly bless.  What I will say is this,

Strength and Honor, Speed and Power.

Crap Poetry Corner – Stopping in Bed on a Cold Winters Morn

This lady cracks me up. I mean, really funny!

Being Female

My sincere apologies to any Robert Frost purists out there, but ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ popped into my head this morning whilst I was weighing up the options of staying in my warm bed with a full bladder and going to my cold bathroom to relieve myself…

*clears throat and steps up to the microphone*

My Bladder’s full, yes I know
The toilet is so far away though
But my brain doesn’t mind me stopping here
To stay warm and hold in the urine flow

My little bladder must think it queer
to stop when wetting point is near
Between the bed and staying dry
the fullest bladder of the year

My bladder gives a little cry
to ask if I could maybe try
But the only other sound’s the glee
Of my brain crying ‘No here you’ll lie’

My bladder’s full to bursting with wee

View original post 161 more words

An Open Letter to Shitty Husbands, Vol. 10

This guy is spot on…

Must Be This Tall To Ride


My wife felt unsafe because she could no longer trust me.

She didn’t feel unsafe because she thought I would physically hurt her or because she thought I couldn’t protect her if someone else tried.

She didn’t stop trusting me because she worried I might have sex with someone else.

My wife stopped trusting me because she determined I could not be counted on to be the partner she needed. As a parent. As a housemate. As a lover. As a financial partner.

It wasn’t the big things that brought her to that point. There often aren’t big things in marriage.

It was the little things. Often, it is the little things that scratch and claw and chip away at the integrity of a marriage until the union and its participants look nothing like they did when first formed.

She was a youthful, fun, vibrant, happy, joyful young woman.

She grew…

View original post 1,523 more words

World Series

Kansas City Royals are playing well!  They are up 4-2 as I type this post in the 2nd game of the Series.  They lost the first game but I believe they will win this one.  I just love George Brett.


Whats ever cooler is that they had Phil Phillips singing the National Anthem before the game!

phil phillips