Not Only

Well, this weekend wasn't a good one at all. Not only did we not get to see my mom because we were sick, but I golfed like crap as well. I was major sick, but there was a fun tournament that took place. It was a doubles tournament that is one round in a different city and another round the next day in our home town. Out of 36 holes I had 23 putts for birdie. I golfed probably the best ever, but just couldn't make a putt. So, we lost because Henry golfed like crap. Out of those 23 putts for birdie, 17 of them were close enough that I should have made like 35% of them at worst, but I made none! Kill me please!
Triton didn't get too sick, he was the reason that we cancelled this trip in the first place. He seemed okay after only having a runny nose and congestion during the night for a day and a half. We had a humidifier on in his room at night so that probably helped, but I ended up getting pretty dang sick. I ran a small fever and had a lot of aches on Saturday. Still golfed great like I said, maybe it was because I was sick?
Yesterday we were switching channels and came across good ole America's Funniest Home Videos. There was a segment being shown on people falling down and some of them probably were hurt kind of bad in a few spots, but that didn't stop Triton from laughing! Here he is yesterday watching the same segment for the third time.

My cousin Josh was going to Seattle for a day or two and I told him to stop by and see my mom, since he was going to be there anyway and since Triton and I couldn't make it. I talked to my mom Saturday night and she seemed pretty down. I didn't mention that Josh was going to be in Seattle because I didn't know if he would stop and see her. I guess he hasn't called her since she has been sick. His sister Shalee (Monster) has spoken to my mom a few times and insinuated that Josh hasn't called my mom because it is his way of not accepting the fact that my mom is indeed sick. Shalee thought that him calling my mom would make it real to him, and if he never called, then she simply wasn't sick in his mind. Anyway, I don't know how much, if any, of that is true? He did stop by and I am glad that he did. My mom seemed much happier than she did the other day. I just wish that it was Triton and I that was able to cheer her up instead of Josh. Thank you Josh and Kim for taking the time out of your trip to see my mom, hope everything was okay with the drive. I love all of you and have a good week.

No Trip

Yesterday morning I got off from work for the week and Triton and I were supposed to head to Seattle later that night. It was a normal morning just like any other day. I prepared Triton to go over to Henry and Barbara's so that Barbara could watch Triton. Just before we left, I let Triton play outside for like 10 minutes. It was kind of cold outside, but he had pants and a jacket on so I wasn't too worried. We were walking around the yard like we usually do, me hitting a practice golf ball and Triton mowing the lawn. He loves to push his little mower around all of the time. He is liking to do that now, more than he used to like hitting golf balls with me? He still hits a golf ball here and there, but that mower has his attention no matter what. Maybe he would rather be a greenskeeper instead of being a golfer? I noticed that before we left that his nose was running. I thought nothing of it because it was cold outside and maybe his nose was just running becuase of that? Well, it wasn't. A lot of people have been sick at my work, and I imagine that is how he has gotten sick! Barbara still watched Triton, but I told Sheri to keep a close watch on Triton. I woke up two hours early from my nap and found out that his nose had been running all day. I didn't want to cancel the trip, but it is a good thing that I did. He woke up this morning all stuffy and coughing. Here is a picture of him right now. I wiped the dried up boogies that he had all over his face from his sleep so you won't be able to tell that he is sick, but I can still tell!

Then I took another pic seen here, like 5 minutes later. Poor runny nose boy!

I am hoping that it is like one of his 2 day colds where he doesn't get too sick. Instead of his running a fever, coughing and whining week and a half sicknesses! Baby boy is watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and I can hear his congestion as he tries to answer Mickey's questions. It is so funny about a month ago when Mickey would ask a question to the viewer Triton would always answer with a "No", no matter what the question. It was so cute, but now he is pointing to the screen when there are multiple choices. He tries to repeat a lot of what Mickey tells him too, so maybe we don't have a retarded kid after all? Just a kid with A.D.D! We make a funny joke to guests or people that are around him. We tell them that if he starts annoying you in any way all you have to do is try to teach him something. He could be jumping all over you and if you try to get him to say ABC he is out of there. Learning is like his crytopnite for sure!

Poker went okay. One of the crazy players went out within the first hour, so I didn't have to take a stand against him. I worked my chips up in the first two hours and was pretty safe. At the finals (like last night was) there are 6 people at the table and the top three get paid. Payout last night was $30 for third, $75 for 2nd and $150 for first place. I knew that we weren't going to be driving to Seattle so I was able to be patient last night. It came down to 4 of us when I lost 60% of my chips doubling up the guy who runs the event. This left me as the low stack with 4 people left. I started playing crazy and made the final 3 spots and getting almost all of my chips back that I had given to him. Sure $30.00 is better than nothing, but when you have to pay $15 to get into the tournament it isn't that much profit. I was short stacked with 3 people remaining when the guy who I had double up was forced to go all in and lost. I was assuming that I was only going to get 3rd. I then doubled up when my Ace Queen held against my opponent's Ace Jack. Then the very next hand against the same opponent who just doubled me up went all in. I was forced to call because of pot odds, and she doubled up. The very next hand I was delt 2 2, and I don't like the hand, but it is a small favorite over any hand. I went all in and she (not knowing how to play correctly) called instantly with King 8 off suit. I of course don't like the call and she could have easily folded and probably should have. She had to like seeing my dueces though. My twos held up and she was out. The other gentlemand and myself split the remaining money. We then took home $112.50 a piece. The hand with my 2 2 is a hand that I lose 90% of the time, even though it has about a 50% chance at winning against the King 8. I have horrible luck, but when I win hands I should like my Ace Q against Ace Jack, and the 2s hold up then there isn't any reason for me to lose. If it was online poker I would have probably been out when I had the Ace Q against the Ace J, that is how bad online poker is! I was happy to split first place, it is the 4th time in the last 5 tournaments that I have shared 1st place. I am happy with those results and obviously the little bit of extra spending money that comes with it.

So sorry again mom that we weren't able to make it down. Maybe next month when my days off fall on this same pattern? I love you and wish you the best. I miss you so much and hope that you know that we weren't trying to avoid you in any way. I want to see you and be with you so much. I wish that I could be there and help take care of you on your hard days. I wish that Triton could be there to lift your spirits in times of need. I love you and pray for you all the time.

The Biggest Dis Ever!

Okay not a clue why this story popped in my head, but I guess I will share. It is a story about me and the moral values I had in high-school.
I was always a shy boy growing up. There were maybe 3 girls that I had the courage to kiss first in all my life. I would always wait for the girl to make the first move no matter what. I might have been in 7th grade before I even kissed a girl the way you wouldn't kiss your sister. I am talking about lips together, no saliva swapping of any kind until I was in 7th grade. Okay enough about kisses.
My parents were divorced when I was 5 or so years old, and my mother gained custody of me. Neither of my parents were religious and I never rememeber going to church. I think my grandma on my father's side took me one day, but either than that I couldn't tell you anything about any religion. I wasn't a bad kid growing up, despite the petty theft incidents that nobody ever found out about. I have never been drunk. Tried cigarettes in the 6th grade just because it was cool. Hate the taste of coffee, not that people who drink coffee are the devil, it is just something I would never drink. I tried stupid marijuana a couple of times just because friends of mine were doing it. Yes, I gave in to peer pressure okay! Hated it, nothing like the way people make it out to be. It didn't make me laugh, didn't make me have the munchies, did nothing but make me wish that I had never done it. So that was that. I am obviously not an angel, not am I trying to say that I am, but I was a pretty good kid growing up.
I met a girl at the end of my sophomore year in high school and she was a mormon. She didn't ever pressure me into going to church with her. Didn't ever pressure me into believing what she did. I didn't believe anything, sure I believed in Jesus and God, but that was about it. I had a conversation with her about the afterlife one evening while we were walking around by the river, and shortly after that she did convince me to take part in discussions with the LDS (Latter-Day Saints) missionaries. I joined the church some three months later. This young lady and myself ended up splitting up, but I still believe in the church to this day. My wife and I were even married in the Idaho Falls Temple.
Now, we almost have the background to this epic title of the blog. A shy boy who likes girls that isn't restricted by his parents as far as sex. Sure my mom didn't want me to have sex, but she made sure I had condoms, bla blah. Either than that it was open season for me. I had actually had sex one time previous to becoming a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It wasn't with the girl who introduced me, so don't think that. I wasn't afraid of girls, just didn't want to be the first to make any sort of move. Now, the church of course discourages sex before marriage. However again, I didn't have any sort of restrictions from the parents, only my own moral limitations and the help of the church now.
I had become good friends with this kid in high school during my senoir year. He will remain nameless for the sake of not giving away who this story is about. It isn't who the story is about that makes it a great story, only the story itself. I was driving this friend of mine home after high school one day and I saw this girl in a bus, not the short bus either!, she was pretty fine. I ended up running into this same girl at this new friend's house. His sister was friends with this girl, so I thought fate was bringing us together. I found out that she had a boyfriend, a guy who really didn't like me for some reason. I never pursued her any further, because I am respectful that way. I of course still thought she was mega pretty, and would smile at her here and there, but that was it.
This one night after my friends were finished partying for the night, I drove us all to my friends house. I, being the only one who never drank, was always the designated driver. This friend of mine convinced me to spend the night. I agreed, and took refuge on the big couch. My friend was so drunk he passed out on the floor, while his sister laid on the couch with me. This friend of hers was laying on the adjacent couch. My friends step-father came upstairs and made his step-daughter get off the couch with me. He went downstairs and was never seen again that night. This sister of my friend also fell asleep on the floor. My whole life I have always been the last one to fall asleep in a group setting. I have always had a hard time falling asleep. The television wasn't on, so I was just lying there on the couch. Bored as could be. I had lost any interest of this hot girl, because A. she had a boyfriend B. she was a party girl who supposedly slept around and C. because I was trying to be a good boy. Well, I got the invite on this given night! Funniest thing, and probably the meanest thing this girl has ever experienced. Assuming she even remembers? because, she too, was drunk.
I lay there bored out of my mind wanting to fall asleep, when I rolled over and looked in her direction. The light was on in the kitchen? Why, I don't remember, but it shed plenty of light in the room. This is when I see her motion me over to her couch with one finger! Without saying a word, I simply rolled over so I couldn't see her. It was nice being the one in power, whereas girls usually have the upper hand. I couldn't have imagined how humiliated she must have felt, but I felt really good?! I feel good about it because I didn't give into the ways of the world. Not many guys out there would have turned down the opportunity that I had that night, but that is where I was stronger than them. Plus, they will never be able to tell the story about their "biggest dis." They might be able to tell the story about how they acquired crabs or some other STD maybe?

Two More Work Nights

I have to work Monday and Tuesday night, then the weekend begins. Triton and I are heading to Seattle to see my mom. Sheri has to work, so she is staying here. It might be nice for her to be away from us for awhile? She won't admit it, but I think it will be good. Triton and I will miss her, but we will only be gone until Monday.
I had been planning on going to Seattle for a long while now, and I told my mom a couple of weeks ago that this next weekend would be best. She called Wednesday and said that something went wrong with the computers at work and that she would have to work all weekend, so going there would just be a waste. I said that it was fine, and after the phone call I wondered what kind of morons work at her location, that they can't fix a computer glitch before a week? Well, she called the very next day and asked if the trip could still be a go. I told her that it was fine, and thank you morons who were able to fix the glitch before a week went by. Okay, sorry to be so rude to the morons, but they almost cost me a trip to see my mom!
I have a poker tournament Wednesday night, then after that we are on the road. You are all thinking I am selfish for staying and playing the tournament before heading out of town huh? Well, it isn't as bad as it sounds. I have to go home and sleep after work while Barbara watches Triton. Thank goodness that she has the day off and is willing to watch him. Thank you so much Barbara. Plus I didn't want to put Triton through a days worth of sitting in a car seat, when he could be sleeping most of the drive. I also love to drive at night. Everything seems to be falling into place so far. I am hoping that Triton is able to sleep most of the way. It might be the only time in my life I won't care if I lose in the tournament too, because the sooner I lose or win (winning will take longer) the faster I can start my trip. Triton's bedtime isn't until 8:30 and the tournament starts at 7:00, so that will give me ample time to build chips fast or be out by then. If I were to win the latest it would probably take is 10:30. I would still be able to get into Seattle before noon, and that is when my mom gets off from work. So there, I am not selfish for staying and playing in the tournament!