Vida Loca

So once long ago I was madly in love with a girl. I thought she could do no wrong blah blah blah. Then of course she dumped me, for reasons I mostly deserved to be truthful and we went our separate ways. Years later we bumped into each other and things clicked again. But yet there was issues I was trying so hard to ignore cause I wanted it to work. Eventually it is safe to say the girl I had fallen so much in love with was no longer the same person.

So long and grueling story short (most of which was blogged), we were lucky to make a baby together and she decided she would rather give him up than ever have anything to do with me anymore. Hmm sounds like a heck of a deal doesn’t it.

And so she did, and I went on to find the 2nd love of my life and so on and so forth…

So after a long time in the works the final thing she is ever going to have to deal with me about is happening. Eli is being adopted by Lauren. And since of course she has to sign off on it or we have to fight it out, since she has not seen him since the day he was born, it would have been a short fight, and I am sure she figured that or still thinks anything is better than having to deal with me, she is signing the final paperwork and I am making run on sentences.

To me this is a big deal, I have always worried that if I died she would be given Eli no matter what Lauren said, and well this removes that issue, and it is wonderful. But my god, would you believe her lawyer had the audacity to demand we pay for HER lawyers bills. And I should say we talked about it for a bit and just did, cause it is worth it in the long run, but my god.

When I was given custody of Eli I will never forget the Judge looking at me and saying she was irritated with this. That if I was giving the child up and not HER there is absolutely no way she would have signed the paperwork with out forcing me to pay child support. And the Judge told me she wanted and expected to see me back in a few weeks asking for it, I of course never did. I assumed all costs for Eli the minute he was born, she never paid for a penny over her own health costs or well, anything for him. So at the last hour being forced to pay for her attorney fee’s pissed me WAY off. This is not exactly a hard form to understand, and trust me, it has to be signed in front of a judge and it is a big deal in that giving up your parental rights is not an easy thing to do, you do not just mail in a postcard. So I can understand how she might like to have it looked at by an attorney even though the judge would gladly explain it to her, but we are not paying for 30 mins of a lawyers time, no the bill was just a bit more than that. I can only guess it involves holding her hand as she meets with the judge dinner out and maybe a new outfit or two, no clue what else.

I was so tempted to send them a worksheet print out from the state on what child support would have cost her, but Lauren was right in arguing that its worth it to get it signed and never needing to think about it again. Or sending her a note saying how happy a birthday Eli will be having this year since we spent all we had on her lawyer and he wont be getting any presents.

But Lauren is right, it is better to just have it over with, but Never EVER let anyone tell you adoptions are cheap. And doing 3 of them at once is enough to make us wish we had just bought new cars instead.

But the peace of mind is worth it right? And in time I am sure I will forget how pissed off I am and be glad that she just signed it and is out of our lives.. right? Beuller? Beuller?

Posted by Chuck at 07:48 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

So we had a few fun days.
I finally started to feel better. Major accomplishment.

We went out to Cilla's family farm on sun and the kids sledded and I snowmobiled and ferried em up the hill and we had an awesome day.
then after dinner I went to get up and my rib that had been hurting from all the coughing went spoing.

I actually felt it, was way down the fun scale since I couldn't breath for 3-4 mins. Didn't break a rib but I lulled the heck out of something. I am ok unless I move wrong then it hurts but if I cough I turn a nice white color and writhe on the ground for a few mins.

So the bed rest I never got? i am now taking it. i am trying real hard to sit my ass on the cough (By sit i mean lay) and stay there. almost imposable but I have been trying hard. and it helps some. heat helps the most though, but wow does it hurt.

Other than that the winter never ends. like never. got 8 inches or so dumped on us last night and more still coming. guess its time i put up some pic's but I have used up my off the couch time for tonight.

Posted by Chuck at 06:16 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

So ok smoking was prob not helping me recover from the bronchitis, pneumonia et all I had, but maybe quiting right now was not the most brilliant idea.

I am no longer coughing, the antibiotics dealt with it, so thats over with. Or well I am now coughing now and then, but not for 45 mins per hour. So I should be doing better right?

Yeah cept this, got a head cold now (WTF) totally plugged up about 90% of the time. Got a pulled muscle in my ribs and one in my back from the coughing... and my throat still feels like it was used as the luge track at the winter games.

I think I was better off smoking.

Now know that I am addicted to smoking and like a rat on a sinking ship I will find a reason why its ok to go just one more day, blah blah.. but we are on day 3? i think and I am fine. Bit irritable (HAHAHA like I am ever not) and feeling like crap but thats the cold. But as to OMG i need one right now, naa im under control. Had a few times I wanted one a bit but the lozenges WORK I can do this.. So I think we should do this next week..

Sounds like a plan right? Anyone want to enable me?? Please?

Posted by Chuck at 12:58 PM | Permalink | Comments (5)

Well.

Its gonna snow today, and the term crapload has been used a few times. Great fun.

The chickens were pissed and out of water this morning, well they had water but since it was in the form of ice, they were not pleased. And when chickens have no water they don’t lay eggs, the chincy buggers.

So today’s list included doing a lot of stuff outside I should have done when it was warm but I didn’t do cause I was to lazy and or busy doing other things. Guess the chicken house needed a heater huh.

Might also be a good plan to clean up the yard and stuff while we can still see what is there. At least I think all 3 snow blowers are running good, but I won’t really know till I blow some snow with em. I have 3 all old and tired but every fall I haul em to the shop and get em all running good and by spring at least one is still running usually. Not the best system, but I have about $50.00 in all three including yearly parts so beats the heck out of getting plowed at 50$ a whack.

So. Few more days till our anniversary. Sitting here I really do not know how many years it has been, I actually have to count. Sad but not sad. It has in the cosmic way of things only been a short time, but it feels like forever and in a good way. And except for the bimonthly full moons where the wife just goes mental for a few days she is the best thing ever.

Kids are so SO SO busy getting into things and bugging each other at times it is mind boggling. But they could be worse. In other words they are kids.

Ok well done my post a month I guess.. Amazing to look back at my life years ago and what it is now. Just amazing.

Posted by Chuck at 05:03 PM | Permalink | Comments (5)

Conversation tween my children and soon to be divorced wife.

How old is Daddy going to be mommy on thanksgiving?

Daddy is going to be 48 this year.

My revenge will keep my old body warm on cold nights.

Posted by Chuck at 07:56 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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The gang lined up.

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Don't call them back, are you crazy.. we can escape!!!

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So many apples, so little time.

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Same thing, different twin.

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Running with apples.

School for the oldest starts tomorrow. Rest started today. Twins kindergarten orientation was loads of fun and I am so glad I am not a teacher.

3 hours of almost peace tomorrow... only HRH lft and she still naps.
last night the wife broke out champaign, just now figuring out why...
And if one more persons says "How did you get one so light and one so dark" i swear I am going to start add libbing... Personal favorite right now is "we had just had a burrito in bed and somehow that one came out Hispanic." Yeah i know I am sleeping on the couch for a week for that one but man, like 7 people said it today...

Posted by Chuck at 07:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

So an other day with the active monsters.

Grace and the twins are absolute bundles of energy lately. Sitting down is NOT an option. From about 6 am till a quick nap at 1, then 2 till bed they do not stop. Has made it very interesting, their worlds grow every day and the twits are SOOOO looking forward to school. Figure SHE will go mental for about a week just before, but other than that it should be fine. The will be starting afternoon first off this year, and switch to mornings 1/2 way through.

Sad but I am looking forward to it now, they both so want to learn and the tag team they have perfected uses up my patients to fast. But I am still trying… Elli is so good at drawing and Zach is so confused by being a lefty trying to be a righty.. His choice, we are letting them do their own thing.

Sad part is the adoptions have still not came through damn it all. The lawyer went away for most of the summer I think and I am pretty pissed. So I guess we are going to have to explain the different names to them at some point. Sigh.

Ok well felt bad about not posting, but really it is her turn.

Posted by Chuck at 07:16 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

My father was a very interesting guy.

He showed more affection for his lawnmower than us kids when we got older, fine no worries, that was his way. But he always was interested in meeting any girl I would bring home. He was always very nice cracked the same jokes and called them all Sam.

Not really sure why Sam, but that is what he called em all. We came VERY close to naming HRH Sam because of it, or well I did. The anniversary of his death was a few days ago and its interesting. If he was alive I doubt we would have seen Granny as much as we did (she never visits any more) but I am positive he would have REALLY enjoyed the kids (in small doses mind you). The wife sometimes frets over the my kids our kids stuff, mainly cause some people are very rude about only having an interest in the last two. But I know Dad would just delight in HRH and the twits. Alex would follow him like a puppy in the garden and think he was the greatest thing ever.

I really look back at my weird and convoluted life and about the only regret is Dad did not get to see his namesake and the rest of the mob. I still see his Eyes in Eli now and then and figure he is with us at least in part.

I have taken lately to cuddling with HRH and saying “I want to hug you and kiss you and call you Sam” and she always corrects me with I am not Sam, I am Gracie.

RIP Dad, and now I know why you and mom ate the damn ducks.

Posted by Chuck at 08:15 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)