SCREAM TO BE CLEAN

The bloke enjoying a bath lastnight.

Toxic People

I try to live my life based on the teachings of Buddhism. One Buddhist principle I have some trouble with at times is, “May I reckon those who betray me as sacred teachers.”
In the long-term I believe I learn from every wrong or betrayal I face. In the short-term I still battle the initial anger that occurs.
“May I be moved with compassion for the pain behind the spite others may show me.” I hope I can start embracing the aforementioned principle with less trepidation.

Weekend family photobooth fun

Finally My Own Starbucks

The Bloke finally found his own drink at Starbucks. He had a blended lemonade, I didn't realize how sweet it was until he was almost done drinking it.
New parent rule: Due to the sweetness of Starbuck's "Blended Lemonade", the bloke is not allowed to have it after 3pm.

Retrospect

You ever sit back and wonder how you hit the fast forward button in life and arrived to NOW? Usually this thought comes while you reminisce on good times and wonder what happened to the good life you once lived. On occasion someone may look back and wonder how, in spite of their past and choices made, they have been fortunate enough to get to NOW; Now being a beautiful life gained despite best efforts to the contrary.
I have somehow managed to find myself married, in love, and the father of an incredible little bloke. If you would of told me three years ago that I would walk in the door to an adorable son yelling “DADDY!” and a wife waiting with puckered lips, I would of laughed, ‘
Things have drastically changed for me. I have the same dog from 3 years ago and that is about where the similarities to my current life stop. A welcomed transmutation! It feels as if the roles I play now are the ones that were always meant for me. I imagine I had to live the life I lived to appreciate the life I have. I cherish every period of my life and every person I have been. I do hope that being a Father and a Husband are the roles that will remain germane for the rest of my days.

Having a girl "S your C" is not the only way to get Impeached

THE FLEEING FLEA MARKET

I recently took my wood bat for a lunchtime visit to the batting cage. The feel of hitting a 80 mph fastball with a wood bat is wonderful. Unfortunately, I missed the sweet spot of the bat one to many times and cracked the bat. Brand-new professional wood bats can be fairly expensive. In the past, you could always find old-school quality wood bats for a few bucks at your local flea market. I live in RESTON, there is no flea market!
What happened to Flea Markets? When I say FLEA MARKET, I’m not talking the crappy kind; I’m referring to little slices of cultural bliss like Eastern Market. Organic produce, unnecessary knickknacks, and old school WOOD BATS.