Author Archives: David's Father

Just us today

It is just David and I today.  For the most part, he is being reasonable. For the most part.  Last night when we got home, he was beyond difficult.  Not sure if it was my exhaustion, his excitement of having me to himself, or a combination of the two, but last night was rough. Today, I woke in time to take a morning conference call, grab a shower and coffee.  Then I stretched out on the couch for a few minutes.  Next thing I knew, it was 1 o’clock.  A glance at David since we share a bedroom, he was still sleeping.  All curled up with a cat on each side and the dog at his feet. more than 15 hours of sleep for him.  So last night, I think was his way of telling me that he was exhausted. I guess all of the signs are there, we just

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buttons, buttons, let’s push some buttons.

David seems intent to push all of the buttons that he can tonight. Every time he thought I was looking at him, he would ask “what?” Then he would turn the laptop he was playing a game on away. The third time he was asked, “What are you doing?” “Checking my yahoo account” was his response. So then we had a rapid discussion regarding why he couldn’t be on the Internet. And then let’s push buttons.  Buttons, Buttons, who has got the buttons.. So now, he can’t even play video games on the laptop. Just when we think we can give him a little trust, he takes it and rends it into millions of pieces.   Tweet #fighting4answrs

a love letter to my bride on our 21st anniversary

My love, I perused all of the cards that I could find, but nothing caught my fancy, nor was worthy of you.  So I thought, that I would write a letter. Days before we left, I totaled your car.  Had to wake you early that morning to pay the tow truck driver his fee.  You still started the great adventure with me. Remember?  How nervous we were, a couple of kids making that great leap. Las Vegas. The limo ride to the Clark County Courthouse for our license.  Then to the chapel.  You walking down the aisle to me. Silver Bell Wedding Chapel, we couldn’t fathom going to a drive  up chapel. A parson, leading the service, a couple of witnesses from the wedding service.  The limo? I don’t remember what you had for dinner, I had lamb with a mint sauce. It seemed like the trip that would never

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