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So, what happened a week ago last Friday was my wife decided to pick up my cell phone and start trying codes until she could get in. At first she denied it, but she finally fessed up. Well at first it wasn’t bad, but in the ensuing fight she got the phone back and went in for a second look. By the time I got it back from her she had seen some pretty personal stuff. No, not that I chat, or sext, or anything like that. But I used the “L” word. Well, after being in a pretty crappy place, and struggling to find my own happiness, I do love some of my friends. Some of my friends have reached out. So, needless to say the last week and a bit have been pretty dynamic. Clearly no one is having their needs met. But at least we are having some very serious discussions of where we are, and where we are going. So, that’s good. Stay tuned.

Stand by. I’ll have to figure this out. I’ll be back blogging soon. One way or another

Every year for the past five or so years, my mom and her hubby have rented a house up by the Russian River. When she was young, and when I was young, the Russian River was a family destination. My mom’s uncle had a house on the river. The summer destination for family. Everyone went up there. We slept outside, on cots. They cooked on a wood burning stove. Every day my great uncle would get up and drive about an hour to work. And after he came home he’d change and run down the steps to the river, and with great fanfair, and a loud yell, he’d jump in the river. He was quiet a character. A big man, handle bar moustache. Know for the antique cars he drove around. He was one of a kind. We all have great memories of the river, so when my mom decided to start renting a place up there all the family jumped at a chance to join in

My kids loved it. Many of the same memories. Canoeing on the river. Laying on the sand bar. Eating with family. Yes, poker. It is a kids paradise.

And for adults, some of the greatest wineries in the country are there. I spent a bit more than my wife would have liked. Well, any amount I spend ran the risk of being more than she wanted. But there are so many great wines, and having a few fun bottles in the rack is always a good thing.

But, now we’re home. My son is at his high school orientation today. Yes, I have a high school aged son. Harder on my wife it seems. It just feels like another step in life for me. I wonder where its all going. But that’s the subject for another blog

I need this site. Blogging keeps me sane. Even if I don’t publish everything. (and assuming I started sane to begin)

Well, really, great weekend after a rough start. My son had his frenum cut a week ago (frenum is the tenden that connects the upper lip and gum, and if it doesn’t separate right it keeps the front teeth spread apart like Terry Thomas and Lauren Hutton) and had stitches in his upper lip. So, when I took him racing Friday night it was very unfortunate I hit him in the mouth. We were taking down the spinnaker and in the process of pulling the sail down I happened to hit him right where the stitches were. It hurt him alot. But more than that, it reminded him how much the surgery hurt. I found him down below decks, he was very upset. We talked. He was mad, and scared, and upset. None of the stitches were out. It hurt, but he was going to be OK. I tried to listen to him. Let him work through it. And then the interesting thing. One of the other boat folks also has a 14 year old son on the boat. And when my son did come out, he and the other boy got to talking. He very much helped my son. And my son really did pick himself up. He really acted grown up. And by the end of the evening, all was good. Or better.

I was worried it would have some lasting effect. But no. Once he was past it, he was past it. He is growing up.

Sunday we went sailing again. We took out some folks who bought a boat ride at a charity silent auction. Five very large people. So, it was pretty much my son and I running the boat. He was fantastic. And he loved it. We spent three hours sailing with the guests, then a couple hours just him and me, then home. We had an absolutely wonderful day. I am really happy having time with him.

Now I have to find something special that my daughter and I can share like that. She loves to sail, and we do that. But I think she needs something that would be special for her. I gotta do some thinking on this

So, I just get a note from my mom, she got tossed out of a raft while white water rafting in Colorado. White water rafting? My mom is 79. Class 3 rapids. You go mom

Yes, I am blogging again. Just not publishing so much. It just pisses me off that she reads my blogs, but refuses to admit it. Like I’m too stupid to figure it out.

Anyway, been a dynamic time.

Kids are finally all home. It is great to have them around. Great times. My daughter was embarassed at her dance so, she asked me to dance with her. That was so sweet, so of course I did. My son is home from camp. First thing he wanted to do was get in the pool for some rough housing with me.

God, I love being a dad

So, every month I give up a day here to sit in a room with all my counterparts and BS. They call it Monthly Review. I call it a waste of time. By the end of the day I will have lost the feeling in my legs from sitting in very uncomfy chairs. Oh well, I’ll still get paid, and I can text friends when no one is looking.

So, in order to reduce travel and promote video conferencing, the company is handing out web cams. So, I’m sitting here staring at the little lens wondering how many of my co workers are doing the sex camming thing right now.

Well, my son got back from Camp, and now my daughter is gone to Camp. My wife is confusing the heck out of me. But that’s not really new. I’m good, all in all. Weather is improving, job is OK. Life is good.

Good to see other folks posting again. Time to get caught up.