A little mini vacation for me....

I indulged myself a bit the last two days. I took two days off of work. We didn't go anywhere, the kids weren't off school, there was no event that required time off. I took time to relax while the kids were at school and the house was quiet. I got some things done that needed to be done- clean the pool filters, clean the spa, trim bushes and plants, dig post holes for a gate that needs to be moved by the addition, finish the hardwood floors, put down pads and rugs, etc. The kinds of things that don't take a long time, but are hard to get done when the kids are around and the family activities are making their time demands. It felt good. I was reminded of the great lazy days of early marriage where there was peace and quiet in the house, when I could go and do whatever I wanted.

OK buddy, snap out of it.

I don't mean to sound like I don't love my life as it is now. I live my life with intention. All that I have and all that I do are by choice. I have exactly what I want, and I am free to change things when I want; hence the little break for daddy. Even designers enjoy a lazy boy recliner.
Even chefs indulge in a big mac and fries.

It's all good.

And to top it off- Pat had a great game yesterday. Joe did well too, but Pat hit a double, scored two runs, and had a session as catcher (with the sun in his eyes from the sun setting right over the pitcher's head, no less) where only two pitches got by him. Even he was proud of himself, and he NEVER brags or hardly even mentions his performance. It was one of those times I will remember when I am old.

I was ripped off as a child.

I had this as my state of the art war toy:


My son has this:

No doubt about it- I got ripped off. I am probably going to need (more) therapy for this. I think that a nice bout of impulse spending should about do it. Hmm...what toys should I buy myself?

This reminds me of my train phase. This is ongoing, but I have not had space in the garage to get set up lately because of all the boxes of hardwood flooring and tile (see: Wife's “remodel” phase). I got jealous of Connor for his wooden train set, so I went on a binge. I have 8 locomotives, including a really cool fully equipped ARMY train set- complete with a red locomotive with the ARMY insignia (because it needs to be red so the enemy can see it better....(WTH?), tons of track, and enough power requirements to dim the house lights when everything is in motion.

God, it's great being a kid with a checking account!

So far overboard it made it back into the boat....

OK. I can sleep tonite. It's all ok now that “the Waltons” has been released on DVD. Who needed this? I have to admit the storylines were compelling (in a “little house on the prairie” sort of way), but really... I think there are more important things to get onto video..er...DVD.