This Fourth of July was just like any other. I feel I do the same thing every year. Maybe that is a good thing.
I started off the holiday with what I do best…a workout. This workout was not like the one we did last year but I like that it was different. The past few months I have been doing my own thing and it was great to do a workout with the class.
You and your partner complete the following with one partner working at a time. 20 minute cap
Run 1,6oo meters at 400 meters at a time while other partner holds 115 pound bar overhead. If they drop it then they do 5 lateral burps.
150 wall ball shots while other partner holds deadlift weight of 205 pounds. With time remaining do max reps of toes to bar or weighted sit ups.
It was a hard one but I managed to only have to put the bar down twice. That is a big win for me.
After that I came home and had my shower, helped my wife clean, and played with Evie. K-Dub went to the parade with her grandparents. My wife went to the store to pick up dinner and to later pick up K-Dub. While she was gone I put Evie down for a nap and just laid on the couch.
When my wife and K got home we headed to the pool for some cool off time but it was short lived as a storm headed in. Thank goodness It did not last long.
After we changed I made burgers, hotdogs, cut up some strawberries and watermelon, boiled some corn, and made homemade ice cream. We invite my MIL to come over and hangout for a couple of minutes.
Soon fireworks started popping off so we sat out in our driveway and watched them before sending the kids off to bed. My wife and I even had on matching T-shirts.
All and all it was a great low key holiday. I hope this blog entry did not bore you too bad. Sometimes you just need a simple day at the house.
I can’t believe it is July! Wow! Where has the year gone? We have spent much of our time in the car this year as you could tell. We have been asked by a lot of our family where are we going this weekend? The answer this past weekend was the beach…again.
When my wife and I were dating we spent a lot of time on the beach. We love it. We don’t go down to eat at fancy restaurants or to shop. We go down there and plan our butts in a chair and stick our feet in the sand and relax. That is a real beach trip. This past weekend was no exception.
We decided to head down to Holden Beach. Its our families beach and we love every minute there. It is nothing special but very special to us. We came down and dropped our stuff off at Nana’s and headed to the beach.
It was crowded, being July Fourth weekend but we managed to find a great parking spot and walk to the beach access. The beach was crowded but we did not mind. We set up camp and let the kids go wild. The water was rough. VERY rough. It was so rough that it knocked you down. We still had a great time.
After changing in the parking lot we headed back to Nana’s house.
We went to the Seafood Barn because I wanted fish.
You also can’t come to Holden Beach without getting some ice cream.
I love these little trips of ours and I hope that even though our Nana is selling her place that we can continue this tradition of being little beach bums.
This weekend was very busy as all our weekends are. It seems that my wife and I are busier then ever. We spend most of our weekends trying to hurry and get the laundry and cleaning done on Saturday morning so we can have fun a relax the rest of the time off we have together. This weekend was no different.
My wife had her company BBQ on Saturday at one of her doctors horse farms. It was a heart little BBQ complete with games, kegs of beer, pony rides, and lots of food. Naturally I headed to the keg while the kids played games. We mingled through the crowd. I talked to an old classmate from high school for a bit. It was nice. It was also VERY HOT. As the sweat started to bleed through my shirt I knew it was time to leave. I think the girls had fun.
After we got home and got the chance to dry off, my SIL E came over and watched the kids for us so my wife and I could go out and have a nice dinner just the two of us.
It was nice to get away with my love and stuff our faces with chicken, steak, and chocolate cake. It was not on my approved eating clean diet but well worth it.
Sunday was a blur. We went to the Another Broken Egg Cafe and had a great breakfast that reminded me a lot of our Charleston trip. Then we went home where the kids took a long nap, my went to the grocery store, and we relaxed at the pool for a couple of hours.
After getting the kids settled for dinner my wife asked me to pick up some Sabor Latin Street Grill for dinner so I headed up to Wesley Chapel. Once I got our food and started to climb in my truck I heard a rip. I looked down and my shorts had ripped all the way down the seam of the crotch.
Besides ripping my pants my weekend was great. I would be lying if I said that has never happened to me before. I hope your weekend was as fun and crazy as mine was.
I am tired!
The past few months have been like a complete blur. We have had a lot going on. With the renovations, birthday parties, beach trips, sorting through old junk, working, and holidays I really have not had a whole lot of time to breathe.
I think my wife and I need a weekend of down time. As much as I love our crazy life that we built together, I would like to take a time out and sit in a hammock in the shade and just fall asleep for a couple of hours.
There are two things in this world that are amazing: Coffee and more Coffee. I never knew how much I loved it until I had children. My children are amazing but they are exhausting. I love them but they are at a 15 when I need them down at about a 3.
The other day my wife sent me a video of her in the drive thru at Chick-Fil-a and all you hear is my Evie yelling “BITE!!” and that was before my wife even got the food.
I sure I am not the only tired dad out there. I know there are some tired moms out there also. Parents should band together at these points. We all love our kids so it is ok to give each other a little break every now and then. Sometimes it is nice to go to a restaurant that does not have kid placemats.
Honestly I could not come up with something to write about today so this is all I got. Sometimes when you blog you get stuck and when you get stuck you tend to go on little rants like this about tired you are.
Have a great weekend…See you for #MedalMonday!
Just when I think my little girls could not surprise me anymore, they do. I had a great Father’s Day and thanks to my girls and my amazing wife, I was showered with love the entire day.
I woke up to “Happy Father’s Day” from K-Dub, which was followed by lots of hugs and kisses. After we got dressed they handed me their homemade cards. Nothing is better then a homemade card.
I was taken to my favorite breakfast spot which is Stacks in Waxhaw. If you ever go I suggest you go early as the line can get crazy. We stuffed our faces with pancakes, French toast, and hash browns and bacon. So good and so worth it!
After breakfast went on our usual Sunday Target run to get some things for the week and my wife bought me some new clothes. When we got home, I left with K-Dub and went to see Cars 3. It was a great time with just the two of us. I spoiled her with candy and popcorn and she soaked up every minute with me.
When we got home we went swimming for a couple of hours at the neighborhood pool and then went home where I made my famous Mac and cheese with fried squash and cornbread. It was yummy! Then I was treated to Pelican’s Snowcones in Waxhaw. This place is so good. They over 50 flavors and it is very affordable. I got cherry margarita and blue raspberry. So good.
I loved my Father’s Day. I got to spend it with my girls who I love more then anything in this world. Being a dad is the best job I could ask for and one that I never take for granted.
This Sunday is Father’s Day. I am very excited but just like the past two years I am sad. It is hard to believe my dad has been gone three years this October.
It is a crazy feeling not having parents. You have no one to call and just talk to about things. My dad was a great listener. He would not give his two cents unless you asked. He would tell me if I was wrong, tell me it would be ok, and he always told me he loved me. He was my rock in many ways. Now I sit here and I catch myself listening to his voicemails and how he would always start them off with “Hey Tyler, Its your Dad!” like I did not know who I was talking to.
I read about the latest political scandals going on and all the things that President Trump is doing and I know that if my father were alive he would have a field day. I always told my dad to start a blog. It would have been a great blog full of his personal insight. My dad was very opinionated so his blog would have been an amazing read.
My dad always loved movies and he loved Marvel movies. Every time one would come out he raced to the theater on opening night to be one of the first to see it. Sometimes he waited for me to go with him. Going to the movies with my dad was one our favorite things to do together. It was our time to bond. Now I may not make it to opening night but I do go and see the newest Marvel every chance I get.
One of the things my dad had that he loved was his truck. He was always so proud of his truck. After he passed away I got it and made it my own but all of his things are still in it. Sometimes when I am driving I reach up and grab his hanging cross on his rear view mirror and say “Love you Dad”.
One thing he loved more then me was K-Dub. I don’t care what anyone thinks but he loved my oldest daughter more then anything. I am 95% sure she was his favorite grandchild. He always came and saw her to play with her. She loved him and still today, she asks me about him. I miss watching them bond. It was something very special. I know that if he was here today then he would love Evie. They would have been great friends.
As the years have come and gone I don’t think missing him ever gets easier. Its just around this time of year I miss having a dad to honor. I miss being able to pick of the phone and call him. He was taken from me so soon and I did not even get a chance to say goodbye. Life is not always far and things happen. People die and it is sometimes ones that are real close to you. My dad maybe be died but his memories are still with me. His advice still guides me, his love is still in my heart. Just when I can’t think of a better gift, he still there to remind me what is most important.
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out there!