Category: relationships

yesterday’s revelation

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I realize that may have been too much to share yesterday about my wife.

The thing is, I’ve punched way above my weight in that category, so I’m quite proud of our relationship.

She’s capable and smart, she’s got a great heart and a good sense of humour.

And yeah, pretty darn hot.

So, I lucked out.

I’m not going to take it for granted or play it down. I’ve done pretty well for myself in that category; much better than those whose relationships (and I know so many of them) revolve around the stale notion of guys vs. girls, “Take my wife. Please.”

Honestly, if that’s your idea of a great relationship, well, shit, people.

You have got a bad relationship, and you’ve somehow convinced yourself otherwise.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1184 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Low 11-12, Deadly Class 19, Black Science 21
Music: Exile On Main Street, The Rolling Stones

watching my wife work out

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I mean, I don’t know what it is, but watching her do her exercises for her arms and wrist, as part of her rehab.

Yeah. I’m into it.

Like, waaaaay into it.

It’s nice to know that the magic still lives.

If you need me, I’ll be busy ogling the woman I married.

Damn.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 706 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Deadly Class 17-18, Black Science 19-20
Music: Exile In Guyville, Liz Phair

the one day in the office

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Yeehaw, called in sick Monday so we could take the grandbaby out for waffles, and yesterday was a stat day, so only one day in the office.

Now, if only my laptop bag didn’t smell so horribly like cat pee.

My life is one walking travesty after another, punctuated by brief moments of joy that I can barely enjoy.

Depression’s a monster.

The black dog sucks the joy out of everything.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1888 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Black Science 10, Low 4-5, Deadly Class 9
Music: Everything Under The Sun, Sublime

well, that was exhausting

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But, congratulations to my youngest niece, now a high school grad and on her way to the big time.

Honestly, we couldn’t be any more proud of her and her sister.

We’ve watched them grow up, had them over weekly, as much as possible, since they were wee, and to have had that bond with them has been so incredible. It’s been really nice that they still wanted to, right up until they’re off for college.

We genuinely assumed that like most teenagers, by the time they hit high school, at least, they’d be too cool for us. But my wife and my younger niece have forged a wonderful bond, and even though we don’t talk as much as we used to, the elder one and I have always had similar interests (heavy readers, obscure music, etc).

Sometimes, change kinda sucks.

But I know it’s going to be exciting for them in their futures, and I hope to god, it’s not turned into a living nightmare by someone who doesn’t give a fuck.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1213 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Black Science 7-8, Low 1-2
Music: Everybody In The Place, The Prodigy

nieces and grads and granddaughters, oh my

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It’s going to be a long day, dealing with the usurper of babies and my niece’s graduation party and pool time with the granddaughter.

All this is true.

All this is fun.

Fuck it.

So tired, but still worth it.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 835 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Black Science 6, Deadly Class 4-6
Music: Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge, Mudhoney

girding myself

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Man, I love this kid, but I know, I KNOW, I’m going to be sore after she’s gone.

My kids were teenagers when I came into their life, so I skipped that whole chasing after toddlers phase, which is fun, but man, running around behind one kid is hard enough.

I don’t know how my mother did four.

Younger, I guess. If I’d done it, I would have been ten to twenty years younger, which would make a big difference, I’m sure.

But now, I’m pushing fifty and well, much as I love the shenanigans and craziness and horseplay, it’s a lot.

So, Advil, be at the ready.

This is going to hurt.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 916 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Infinity Concerto, Greg Bear (I wanted to like it, because so many authors I like have such respect for Greg Bear, but man... no characterization, disjointed plotline that didn't delve quite far enough into the mechanics of the thing... I'm sure he was trying to say something somewhere, but it was almost... art is bad? I must have missed the point)
Comics: Black Science 4-5, Deadly Class 2-3
Music: Every Breath You Take: The Classics, The Police

home again

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For the next two days, and then, and then!

The once-a-year trip our granddaughter gets to make to our place (versus the six-to-ten the other way)!

Exciting.

I can’t wait to take the kid swimming.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 712 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Infinity Concerto, Greg Bear
Comics: Fear Agent 29-32
Music: Everlong, Foo Fights (like, three separate singles - I'm mildly obsessed)

and we’re home

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What a fun weekend.

Parentals can be a bit much at times, but she’s a great kid.

One only hopes she stays that way as she gets older. After all, people change. They have trauma, their parents’ unintentional lessons start to sink in and then, boom, they either turn out just like them or they go the opposite direction.

Shit happens.

Stay crazy, little girl.

It’s the only way to survive.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1569 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Metrophage, Richard Kadrey
Comics: Aspen Visions: Fathom 1, Fathom v7 7-8, Aspen Visions: Soulfire 1
Music: The Essential Bangles, The Bangles, what, why?

babysittin’

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I fuckin’ love it. Man, this kid is fun. Hide-and-seek, bubble parties, mini-golf, beaver tails, iced cream and a dance recital.

We are packing it in today, son.

She’s going to crash so hard.

And so, probably, are we.

Good exhaustion is the best kind of exhaustion.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1340 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card
Comics: Fathom v7 4-6, Aspen Visions: Executive Assistant Iris 1
Music: The Essential Alice In Chains, Pearl Jam, I mean, Alice In Chains

happy anniversary

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Sixteen years married, and I don’t regret it. I may have a few nitpicks, but for the most part, we’ve had a decent life together.

We’ve travelled the world, had some pretty great sex at times, have a wonderful granddaughter together and we’ve managed to avoid the pitfall of most couples, where they base their relationships around the concepts of “my wife is a shrew/my husband’s a lazy, useless asshole”.

I’m kind of proud of that last one.

I mean, who the fuck wants their relationship to based on the sentiment of “Take my wife. Please.”

There’s probably worse things to base a relationship on (a mutual love of murder or shared enrolment in the Klan, for example), but there’s certainly not a worse concept that’s more common.

Anyway, happy anniversary, love.

Let’s keep seeing the world, and surrounding ourselves with better people.

Some of these people ain’t working.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1459 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card
Comics: Aspen Universe: Decimation 4, Fathom v7 1-3
Music: The Essential (Remaster), Concrete Blonde (love Joey)