May beginnings

So I am going into May with a smile.  Soccer season for my youngest is coming to an end.  She has had an up and down season.  Some games sluggish and then we find out she is sick, other games great… So goes the season.  Yesterday she battled very hard for the first half.  Had a goal and a couple assists…  Second half she comes out lethargic.  After games she says she is exhausted.  Little worried.  Need to monitor her.

R is on the job search.  Hopefully she lands something this week.

School is ending for the girls in the next 3 weeks.  Finals, AP exams, etc…

The Brady Bunch was out and about this past Friday night.  Both my girls and their boyfriends, M, my new girlfriend, and her two twins.  Plus my buddy J and his daughter met us.  It was a regular Brady Bunch get-together.  We all went to dinner and then to see the Avengers.  Good movie.. But I will never sit through another 3D movie again.  I don’t know how or why people prefer 3D.  Gave me a headache, blurry, dark, and hard to see.  BLAH… no thanks.

This week will be tough… M and her twins are in Washington DC for their 8th grade trip.  I’m going to miss her!

Another May is here.

Getting ready for Summer

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Single Dad with a car lot

As many of you have followed, you know that I am single father raising two teenage girls.  One is 17 and the other turns 15 in two months.  So… I have been thinking about the vehicle situation.  I have my vehicle and I bought my 17 year old a truck.  She wanted a truck… She lives in Texas…. What did you expect?

So between the three of us we have 2 vehicles.  Well, my brother-in-law is out with me the other night and asks what my plan was for my youngest to drive.  I have just started thinking about it but nothing concrete.  He says he has a very good shape Maxima that he just rebuilt the engine, put new tires on and is very clean.  Nothing special or exciting; just clean.  Asks if I want to buy it for cheap.  I said sure.  He just needed to get it off his insurance and that he could park it behind his shop on his land.  I said, “done… park it and I’ll pick it up a year from now.”

Yesterday rolls around and bro-in-law calls saying, “Come get this vehicle… Its too wet behind my shop and I put my travel trailer there.”  So, M and I head out there and pick up this car.

So lets rehash…

I am in an apartment with two teenage girls and the wonder dog Fred.  That’s 3 people and 2 of them are driving age.  We own 3 vehicles now.

I have cars parked everywhere around the apartment complex.  I have keys all over the place.  I have decisions to make each morning on which vehicle I decide to drive to work.

Craziness, yet again in the house.

I’m thinking I can cruise the town in a number of cars and pick up chicks,

Hot single guy with 3 cars…. Who wants some of this action???

No, just kidding… I have found the girl for me and enjoy joking with her about my car situation.  Maybe she will go parking in the backseat of one of these beauties????

American Sniper

American Sniper

I enjoy movies.  I have seen a lot of movies in my 44 years.  I have never experienced what I experienced this afternoon at the end of American Sniper.

The movie ended (I won’t spoil it for you) and a few hands clapped but then a wave of silence spread across the theatre.  This was a crowded theatre.  I was alone towards the middle top.  The entire theatre emptied in a slow, orderly fashion and you could of heard a pen drop.  It was deathly silent.

Plain and simple; Clint Eastwood is a genius.

Circa 1978-1980 I was in early elementary school.  My teacher gave us an assignment to write a letter to an influential figure in our lives.  The idea was that they would write us back.  Hopefully, create a pen-pal type of situation.  We get to practice our handwriting and learn how to address an envelope with the correct headings and addresses.  We may even get a little extra something in return.

My influential figure was Clint Eastwood.  I have no idea why.  I was only 8-9 years old.  I wasn’t allowed to watch any of his R-rated movies.  I was watching, Any Which Way You Can and Everywhich Way But Loose.  I guess?

I was enthralled by this actor.  He was such the ALPHA Male to me.  I wanted to be like him.

3-4 weeks after I mailed my letter to Mr. Eastwood, I received a package in the mail.  It was a glossy 8×10 photo of Clint himself in a white cowboy hat!  He signed the bottom

Chris, Thanks for being a fan!

  • Clint Eastwood

I wish I still had that photo.  A long lost memory.  It cemented in my psyche that Clint Eastwood was and is the greatest Hollywood celebrity there is.  I could talk about him for days…

What impresses me the most today is how Mr. Eastwood can write a story… How he can produce and direct a movie that will pull at your heartstrings.  Shake me to my core.

  • Unforgiven
  • A Perfect World
  • Million Dollar Baby
  • Invictus
  • Gran Torino
  • And now American Sniper

I realize that Mr. Eastwood has done so much more.  But these are some of my latest favorites.  The ending music of Gran Torino with Clint singing is haunting.  The ability to infuse sports into Nelson Mandela’s life in Invictus.  The relationship story of A Perfect World and Million Dollar Baby.  Wow… when Hillary Swank breaks her neck in Million Dollar Baby I was rattled.  The gunfight in Unforgiven… The acting he is able to do as well…  I can’t get enough of Clint Eastwood.

 

Bradley Cooper deserves whatever awards that the liberals in Hollywood can muster.  This man is solid.  He nailed this part.  Eastwood was able to cast the best possible actor for this role.

The story is truly inspirational.  My daughter, R, and I went to the grocery this afternoon after I had seen the movie.  She watched it yesterday.  She was asking me.  How could Chris Kyle not “freak out” like the other soldiers.  Why was he able to heal?  I started to go over the beginning of the movie.  Back to his childhood.

Kyle was raised by a very strict father.  He explained that there are three types of people in this world.

  • Sheep
  • Wolves
  • Sheep dogs

Most people are sheep and the rest are wolves preying on the sheep.  The sheep dogs are rare and they are the ones that protect their own.

Kyle jumped in on a schoolyard fight when his little brother was getting his butt beat.  Kyle took down the bully.  His father said at the dinner table something along the lines, “I ain’t raising no sheep!”  He then pulls out his belt and slams it on the table saying, “If you’re a wolf get ready!”  referring to the belt.  So the only other thing you could be in Kyle’s life was a sheepdog.  His dad asked, “Did you finish it?”  referring to beating down the bully.

That explains all you need to know about Chris Kyle.  He viewed his fellow soldiers as “his own”.  He was a sheep dog and was killing the bad guys just to protect his own.  He never thought too deep about the politics, the reasons of war, is it morally correct, etc…. He was simply a sheep dog protecting his own.

R then tells me…

“You know how you are always telling me that most people are sheep?”

I answer, “yes…”  (I have always taught the girls that most people are sheep that need herding. Just because they are sheep doesn’t mean they need to be slaughtered.  Help guide them along the right path.).

R says, “Well I said that most people are sheep or something along those line the other day at school.  Some girl got really mad at me and said that was the worst thing she has ever heard me say.”  R pauses with me looking at her… “I guess she is a sheep.”

We both laugh…. We have a screwed up sense of humor.

Go see American Sniper