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The Weekend in Pictures

This was a whirlwind weekend, to say the least.

Things started off on Friday night with Sunshine and I dressing to the nines to attend an awards banquet for my work’s industry. My company won twice, so I was happy with how things turned out. Sunshine looked amazing in her dress (the same one she got engaged in) and I wore my suit, and while we don’t have any good photos of us from that night just trust me in saying that we looked good. VERY good.

12-01-12We got home and were in bed by midnight, but the alarm went off at 5am. Why? This was supposed to be my weekend with the Ankle Biter and both Sunshine and I had previous decided that we were going to take the girls up with us to spend the weekend together as a family. Well…because of this event, we made the agreement to go up first thing on Saturday morning so we could still spend a good chunk of the weekend together.

Arthur ChristmasSo off we went at 6am (with the girls still wearing their pajamas) on a 2 1/2 hour drive. We picked up Ankle Biter at 9am, drove quickly to my “previous residence” (no, the house still hasn’t sold yet), got the girls to change into some actual clothing, and then took off to catch a morning movie (with proceeds going to charity) at the local theatre. We saw a 10am showing of Arthur Christmas, which was an extremely entertaining film.

Once finished, we went shopping for a bit before picking up some groceries and heading back to the house. Once there, we broke out the gingerbread houses that we had previously purchased for the weekend and went to town on makin’ some artistic magic!

The gingerbread magic makers...the house and the train.

The gingerbread magic makers…the house and the train.

Both MoMo and Kiddo paying close attention to detail.

Both MoMo and Kiddo paying close attention to detail.

Both Ankle Biter and I were a bit excited at the prospect of creating a gingerbread train, even though we had NO prior experience at creating such a thing.

Both Ankle Biter and I were a bit excited at the prospect of creating a gingerbread train, even though we had NO prior experience at creating such a thing.

This is Sunshine's finished creation. Please notice the fine attention to detail when it comes to the icicles on the roof of the house (she was quite proud of those).

This is Sunshine’s finished creation. Please notice the fine attention to detail when it comes to the icicles on the roof of the house (she was quite proud of those).

So here are the finished products. Trust me...the train looks better at a distance (lol).

So here are the finished products. Trust me…the train looks better at a distance (lol).

The artists stand proudly behind their work!

The artists stand proudly behind their work!

Okay...so after the kids left the room, the two adults may have gotten into the icing. In fact, as of this writing, the kids still have no idea that the parents went NUTS on the icing for a good five minutes after they left the room. Heh...

Okay…so after the kids left the room, the two adults may have gotten into the icing. In fact, as of this writing, the kids still have no idea that the parents went NUTS on the icing for a good five minutes after they left the room. Heh…

For supper we had some pizza. Of course, a supper with our family just wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t all decide to take photographs of ourselves EATING SUPPER. No…nothing fancy, just eating pizza. Exciting, right?

ENJOY!!

MoMo: 12-01-12

Kiddo: 12-01-12

Ankle Biter: 12-01-12

CBG: 12-01-12Sunshine: 12-01-12

NATM2Even though we had already seen one movie, we figured that we would settle in for a family movie night to help end the day. We let the kids decide and they all agreed on Night At The Museum part 2 (which makes both Sunshine and myself happy because Amy Adams looks HAWT in that movie). It may have only been a little after 8pm by the time the movie ended, but we were all absolutely exhausted at this point. It had been one long-ass day and we were all ready for bed…

Little MoMo sleeping like an angel.

Little MoMo sleeping like an angel.

Kiddo doing the worst acting job ever.

Kiddo doing the worst acting job ever.

Awwww...father and son all tired out after a long day.

Awwww…father and son all tired out after a long day.

This is what the kids actually looked like. Truth be told, I think Sunshine and I were asleep before they were!

This is what the kids actually looked like. Truth be told, I think Sunshine and I were asleep before they were!

As we were having breakfast the next morning, I received a sad phone call. Ankle Biter’s grandfather (i.e. my ex’s dad) had passed away through the next. He was 91. What this meant was that our weekend took a change in direction. We took Ankle Biter back to his mom’s at 10am Sunday morning before heading out to visit my dad and his fiance for the day. Thankfully, we were able to get one more picture of the kids together before dropping him off…

The brood: 12-01-12

Well…we wouldn’t have been satisfied if we hadn’t taken a picture without the kids “letting loose” at least one time:

It's a shame that the kids don't get along...

It’s a shame that the kids don’t get along…

After visiting my dad, we went to visit my aunt and uncle. We then made our way home, ate some supper, and called it a weekend.

While not the full weekend we had envisioned, we certainly made the most of the time we had together. We’re looking forward to expanding upon that when Christmas (and my daughter) rolls around!


Happy Anniversary, Sunshine

It’s been four years since the love of my life…my soul mate…came into my life. I wish I had the words to adequately explain just how much this woman means to me.  All I know is that she saved me. She STILL saves me on a daily basis. She is the woman I plan on spending the rest of my life with. Period. The end.

Sunshine, I love you more than I can ever express into words…so as I do every year, I figured that I’d show you in pictures.

So without further adu, here are some of my favorite pictures from four years of absolute happiness, joy, and undying love.

November 2012

At the end of the day, Sunshine is simply the most incredible woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. To know that this beautiful person (both inside and out) actually loves me is a blessing.

She’s my rock. She’s my better half. She completes me. She is my everything.

Happy anniversary, baby. It’s been four years of the most amazing journey I’ve ever been on. I cannot wait to see where our loves takes us next.

I love you.

Love of a lifetime for a lifetime


Not Any Easier

I just spent the weekend with my son. While he seems to be adjusting extremely well to the distance between us, saying goodbye to him on a Sunday evening is NOT getting any easier.

I’m adjusting to the distance okay, sure. Living with Sunshine and her girls is a blessing…I truly feel like we’re a happy family when we’re together. And my son and I have a great time when we’re together, too. So it’s not like I’m regretting my decision to move in any way at all.

It’s just when I’m cleaning up on a  Sunday afternoon. Both he and I are counting down the minutes until he goes back to his mom’s. For him, though, there is excitement because he’s anxious to see his cat and his dog and his mom. His time with me is over and he’s ready to get back to his “normal” life.  Maybe he’ll be more sad as he grows older…I don’t know.

But for me, it’s tough. It’s gut-wrenching every time I say that final goodbye, get into my car, and start making my way down the street. It’s at that exact moment that I feel like I can’t keep doing this. But after a few minutes, the feeling begins to go away a bit in the knowing that my family is waiting for me at home. 

My son is in great hands with his mom…he and I are getting along fine with video chats during the week…the distance really doesn’t seem that bad most of the time.

It’s just that initial “driving away” stage. That’s brutal and I don’t see it getting any easier as time goes on.  Thankfully, it really does help me appreciate the time that we spend together. Our time is special and it’s precious and I cherish every moment that we have. He knows that…and that’s all that matters.

Ankle Biter and CBG: 10-19-12


“I’m not gonna like your new girlfriend.”

I got an awesome “out of the blue” phone call from my daughter last night. It wasn’t anything more than a quick “Hi, how are you doing?” type of phone call. The type of phone call that I never would have had just three short years ago…when this post was originally written.

Y’see, my life has obviously changed dramatically over the past three years. Along with the relationship change is the improved relationship I’ve developed with my daughter, which makes me one happy father. In fact, she and I have even discussed her staying with this new blended family the entire summer in 2013!  So here is a glimpse of just how incredibly far my relationship with my daughter (and, in turn, Sunshine’s relationship with my daughter) has come.

It’s one more reason why I know I’ve made the right decision to move here with her…

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Rugrat & IMy daughter called me a couple of times yesterday to wish me a happy birthday. The conversations had been jovial and fun-spirited. In fact, her mom called me to say that The Rugrat had just gotten her first zit…on her nose…as a way to kinda embarass Rugrat a bit (in a fun way). So with the pleasantries going on, I thought it would be safe to discuss my relationship with Sunshine.

Y’see, I’ve never introduced anyone other than The Ex to Rugrat…I’ve always told myself that I didn’t want my kids to see adult relationships come and go as they got older. So the girlfriends I had before The Ex were never introduced to Rugrat.

Sunshine, obviously, is different.

Rugrat is expected to spend Christmas with me, so I thought telling her now would help prepare her for the meeting. I mean, Sunshine is going to be a staple in my life for a very long time so I thought it only made sense that Rugrat found out about her.

In fact, Rugrat’s mom had known about my relationship for months now (we’re casual friends on Facebook), but didn’t want to tell her because it wasn’t her place to do so. I respect that decision and I’m glad that I could be the one to tell her.

Well…I was glad, anyway.

I told Rugrat that I had a new girlfriend. She immediately got quiet. She then began to cry. I didn’t immediately understand why she was so upset.

“What about The Ex?”

“Honey, we’ve been apart for two and a half years.”

“But why? I didn’t know it was two and a half years.”

“Rugrat, we told you when it happened. You’ve flown down to visit me at least four times since and you’ve known all along that The Ex and I weren’t together anymore.”

“Is she still my stepmom?”

“Yes, baby. She’ll always be your stepmom and she’ll always love you. But I can’t be alone forever.”

“I don’t care. I’m only going to like The Ex. I’m not gonna like your new girlfriend.

“Rugrat…what if The Ex is dating someone, too?”

“Then I won’t like her boyfriend, either.”

“Sweetie…you’re allowed to like everybody. You don’t have to choose. You can like both people.”

“No. I only like The Ex. I never even get to see her anymore. The last time I came to visit I only got to see her once and spent the rest of my time with you.”

“That’s because I’m your father, honey.”

The phone was then passed along to her mom, who inquired as to why Rugrat was so upset. I explained the conversation to her and then realized that maybe I didn’t approach things in the most tactful way.

“No…I don’t think she’s mad at you or the girlfriend. Two of her friends are moving away and she’s all upset and worried about this pimple. That might be what’s really bothering her.”

“I just don’t understand why she’s so upset now about The Ex. It’s not like she calls her or ever asks about her (she doesn’t). And we told her when it happened what was going on.”

“CBG, after you told her on the phone about the separation I ended up talking to her about things with her stepdad. Everything appeared to be fine and she said that she understood. I really think she’s upset about something else. Let me talk to her and I’ll get back to you.”

“Thanks. I really appreciate that.”

And that was last night. I was immediately shaken-up about the whole conversation. I really didn’t expect that reaction. I guess I understand it…she was pretty close to The Ex and does visit with her every time she visits. But I really just thought 2 1/2 years was enough time to pass by before introducing someone new in my life. I really didn’t think she’d be so closed to the thought of either myself or The Ex dating somebody new. It’s just something that never came up in our conversations.

So now I’m in an awkward state. I’m not sure what to say next to her. I’m not sure how to approach things…especially over the phone.

I’m just not sure what to do.


Not Quite There Yet

I was absolutely giddy with excitement at the thought of spending the weekend with my son. I hadn’t seen him in two weeks (other than some video chats) and couldn’t wait to spend some time with him.

The weekend has come and gone and, for him anyway, it was just another weekend.

I say that because he was talking about how much he wanted to go to his mom’s on Saturday, primarily because of the dog and the new cat that reside there. They are his best friends and he loves being with them. She also has toys and games coming out of the woodwork, and those are things I just can’t compete with.

But the weekend was good and we had a good time, so I don’t want this to sound like a “complaint blog”. Far from it, actually. What I found was that I was the one having issues with being away from my son, not him. To him, I’m still living in the city. He even said that he’d show me something when he came to my house this week.

So because of that, there isn’t that sense of “OMG it’s a weekend with my dad!!”, and that’s tough for me to swallow at the moment. I’m going through the “OMG it’s a weekend with my son!!” and it’s tough to know he’s not feeling the same.

It’s not his fault…it’s just been two weeks so he’s not used to things yet. I’d like to think that as the weeks go on and he only sees me on the computer every couple of days, that our weekends together will really be special occasions where he’s not counting the minutes down on a Sunday afternoon until he goes home.

But on the flip side, maybe I shouldn’t be wanting him to feel that way. Maybe what I want is for him to be so comfortable with our relationship that our weekends together are, in fact, “just another weekend with dad”.

Still…it’s been a weird weekend for me. I’m beginning to get used to this move and this change, but I’m not quite there yet.


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