As we kiss hard on the lips and swear this year will be better than the last.

2017 year in review and goals for 2018.
I never make goals for the year but maybe if I put it in writing… on a public place then I will actually attempt to carry them through? Only one way to find out… Continue reading As we kiss hard on the lips and swear this year will be better than the last.

If it’s not you in my heart, I don’t want to carry it on.

First blog since September. Besides pictures or videos, I guess.

In that time I got a job, quit a job, got a new job, got a house, fell in love with my wife again (it happens nearly every day.)

My new job is stay at home dad. It has good hours, little pay and no benefits. Unless hanging out with your awesome kids is a benefit? It definitely is. Plus Stef is usually working 3 nights a week so we have 4 days to hang out together which is more time than we’ve ever had so yeah, there are some benefits. Continue reading If it’s not you in my heart, I don’t want to carry it on.

On Inside Out And Being A Bad Parent

Today Penelope and I watched Inside Out. Which is a metaphor for what it did to my tear ducts. First, if you aren’t familiar here is Wiki’s summary: The film is set in the mind of a young girl, Riley Andersen, where five personified emotions—Joy, Sadness, Fear, Anger, and Disgust—try to lead her through life as she moves with her parents to a new city.

The key part there is the end, “moves to a new city.”

Two months ago we moved states away with our three girls. Ages 12, 5, 1. Away from everything that we all have known our whole lives. Family, comfort, jobs, you name it.

In the film, everything for Riley that was joy started to turn to sadness after the move. I started trying to relate the film to everything that has happened since the move. Arguments, fits, laughter, anger, everything. “Has everything that has happened since the move been because of the move?” “Did we fuck up our kids psyche?” “Why don’t we play with them more?” “Why is an animated movie making me feel this?”
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