Monday, July 7, 2014

Staycation '14

If you read my blog, you know the drill. It's a vacation diary haha.

Friday June 27

     I usually work a half day on days when I go to pick up my boys. This morning, I barely lasted til 10a before I sped off to pick up the kiddos. I met them out in Perrysburg as they insisted on getting some BonkaZonks. They were stoked. I kept shouting 'staycation' in the car as we headed back to Columbus. First thing when we got back, we stopped by the BMX track that Jojo had spent all day conditioning. When we got home we had a quick dinner, went over the rules for the house, and walked to Rita's for some Italian Ice. This was the first of many traditions that we began to uphold for our staycation. I think the boys played some Beatles rock band when we got home. I can't remember, it was a long and adventure packed week.

Saturday June 28

     Early wake-up, pads on, and headed straight for the BMX track. Ray finally started feeling more comfortable on his bike, still on training wheels, but less deathly afraid. Sam and I did several passes on the track. It was nice having dirt on the berms, but it still managed to wear my ass out. We came back for some popsicles and quick showers. The boys watched the first few minutes of the Chile v Brasil World Cup match before getting bored. Sam came back after awhile and watched most of the match. It came down to the last penalty kick, but Chile lost.  I'm proud of the way they played.
     We then headed to Grandma Vicki's for a Slip, Slide, and Sleepover party. T'was an amazing success. 40s music abounded as the boys and a few friends threw themselves down the giant slide for the better part of 5 hours, pausing only to eat or to fire water balloons with their new launcher. Jojo and I went down with them, but could not keep up the pace running back up the hill. At 9 we sent the boys up to get cuddly in some PJs and watch frozen with Grandma, as Eliz and I attended to some much anticipated debauchery. We both played Beer-pong for the first time in our lives, I drank the giantest whiskey drink there ever was, and we enjoyed the hell out of the lightning bugs from my parent's porch swing. Anything else I type is going to sound like innuendo. One of the best date-nights we've ever had.

Sunday June 29

A little groggy, Eliz and I uncharacteristically sprung out of bed as we simultaneously smelled my mom making pancakes. They were Mickey Mouse style w/ turkey bacon. I inhaled them with a gallon of water to ward away the spirits of yestereve. In no hurry to leave, we slowly got around to cleaning up, and I put the boys to work as we washed my car and played in the water some more. We left around midday and headed down to ComFest. Protip; kids at ComFest are fine if you plan ahead. It was hot, we were there on a budget, and the boys were quickly bored and overheated. We found a "Black light" painting station that the boys were excited to do, as I had just shown them Eliz' old black light a few nights before. It wasn't that big a deal that ComFest was a bit of a bust, for when we returned home, everything was awesome with our Lego Movie movie/pizza night.

Monday June 30

     Day 1 of staycation sans Eliz. I tried to make our activities during her work-days to be things she wouldn't miss as much. We had some errands to run, and spent the better part of the morning running around. We started at the bank to get the budget for the week. I allowed the boys $10 each to get their own fireworks from Kroger. They thought that was a lot of money, but quickly realized how little it was. They worked together and split a value pack, and were pissed when they saw they had to pay tax haha. From there we went to Five Below for a new soccer ball, and then headed to Toys R Us where Ray found more BonkaZonks on super sale, escaping with his entire gift card :) We got a few project materials from Lowes and headed home.
     I thought Sam was going to die because Ray got a Hulkbuster Bonka Zonk.. I distracted him by letting him help me paint the new Attic Ladder trim pieces. He's getting to be a pretty good helper. Both boys also did an hour's worth of chores for their allowance. Ray did a great job w/ TP, wiping down tables and chairs, and retrieving dishes all over the house. Sam did his usual bathroom clean up and Trash can emptying. That night the whole family gathered at Giammarco's for a surprise Retirement dinner for my mom. She's making time to enjoy her life a little more and hopefully babysit some future grandkids :) The dinner was fantastic, the boys spent some time with Lexi and Emily, and we crashed at home to prepare for the next day.

Tuesday July 1

     We hit up a 10a showing of X Men Days of Future Past. Ray actually stayed awake for a whole movie, they loved it.
     Just two weeks prior, my Grandma Morrisey passed away somewhat unexpectedly. We had blocked off this afternoon to visit her and play Yahtzee for old times' sake, so the boys elected to visit her grave. We found some old flint stones I had placed around my Grandpas' graves 20 years ago and decided we should do it again sometime. They were used to visiting GG and swinging while she watched, so we went to a park to swing, and then came home to play some Yahtzee. I think Grandma had her hand on the dice, as I rolled a Yahtzee on my first try ;) Love you Grandma.
     Before we did the swings, I drove the boys through my old neighborhood on Vancouver. I showed them my house, where I learned to ride my bike, the court where I flew over my handlebars and landed on my butt, and were Jojo crashed his head through a garage window during a bike race. They loved it all. Later, the boys helped me install a new pull up bar which I let Sam test out.
     That night, we took advantage of Eliz' Groupon skills and hit up the Westerville Putt-putt. We did the same holes as last year, but the weather was cool and overcast which made all the difference. The boys enjoyed it despite some minor rushing due to other golfers. The Groupon comes with batting tokens, and this year Ray decided to join. He made contact on his first two tries! Both boys did well, Daddy and Eliz got in on the action too. Good times, I love that place. 

Wednesday July 2

     Deciding to take advantage of Jojo's hard work, we headed back to the BMX track. Ray opted to bring some super hero toys and play with them on the ropes instead. Sam and I's ride was short, as the track was too damn muddy to ride :/ We all played on the ropes for a bit, then headed back home to spend a free hour w/ Eliz between her cases. After that we packed up the car and headed to my Grandma Charlotte's to hang out w/ her, Aunt Lu, and Harley for the afternoon. The kids ran around her GIGANTIC basement ad-nauseum. (Why is that underlined as misspelled? Is this my version of fustrated?).  We all piled in Lu's SUV and went to lunch at Bob Evans, grandma's treat. I think it made her day to sit across from Ray and have all sorts of wild conversation. After Bob's, we all participated in a group soccer passing circle, even Grandma! It was epic, she kicks harder than the boys... no really ;) From there we all went to Lu's to swim in her complex pool. The boys had a blast, I loved getting to visit w/ Lu and Grandma, overall it was a great way to spend the afternoon.
     That evening we did a Groupon round 2 at Star Lanes w/ Elizabeth. By this time, I was getting pretty exhausted. Morning, day, and night we were doing activities w/ the boys. I told Eliz that this was much crazier than "normal" parenting, as in a full time situation, they would be doing a lot more on their own. They were testing my patience. We sat down for dinner, Sam sat on Eliz' lap to warm up, and farted. Serious chat ensued. Ray proceeded to spill his entire drink on the table. Our fabulous waiter was nowhere to be found, but an ultra industrious bus lady cleaned our table twice! (I tipped her directly, and shafted the waiter, who sucked, and was a dick). After a beer, I settled down and we bowled a round. The boys did great and we all had a good time. We finished off the evening with the Groupon game room cards. The boys were ticket hungry and avoided most of the fun games in favor of ticket winners. They bought plastic shit that will sit in a bag. Oh well.

Thursday July 3

     Heath Pool day! My brother's wife is from Newark, not far from Heath, which has an amazing pool facility. The pools are too big. The slides are too fast. The lazy river is too long. The grass areas are too, well, you get the picture. It's old school simplicity meets modern baddass. It's country, it's American, and I love it. Grandma Vicki came along, and we simply played our butts off. 4 hours of slides, dunks, tubes, spray playgrounds, and giggles. The boys went home with my mom for a parents' night off. I'm told they went to Millstone park, got ice cream, and watched an animated children's film. 

Friday July 4

     The next morning we all met bright and early to help Jojo move into his new house. The boys hung around while we moved everything. Ray drew a picture of a raccoon that was really really good. I was blown away, so he turned it into a 4th of July card for Eliz and I. Really good stuff.

     After helping them move into their wonderful new home, we headed over to Eliz' parents' place for a cookout/pool party for the 4th and Craig's birthday. I'll be honest, I was exhausted at the end of this week and moving, so I promptly parked myself on a lounger and fell asleep by the pool. It sounded like the boys had a blast splashing about on this 3rd pool day in a row. Miss Sherry got them some kinetic sand, which if you don't know what that is, get hip. It's fun for all ages. They played for over an hour. We ate cake. Funs were had.

     That evening we went home for the Westerville fireworks. We have the pleasure of living close to the launch site, and we watch them from the convenience of our front yard. There is a bothersome street light right in the viewing path that I unsuccessfully tried to cover up with a jacket. I'm plotting for next year. This year was pretty good, but Ray got cuddly and literally fell asleep during the grand finale :( Sam watched with eyes aglow. After the display, the boys got comfortable with the fireworks they bought from Kroger. I'm happy to say they candle lit their own sparklers and didn't use cups for protection. Once they felt ok, they burned through their smoke bombs, drop snaps and sparklers in no time.

Saturday July 5

     On this next-to-last day, I declared "No more activities"! I was exhausted. We woke up slowly, ate some breakfast, and did nothing all morning. We made a quick visit to Jojo's house, went to the store for dinner supplies, and came home for some "split time". My boys are carazy when together, so we try to split them up for one-on-one time each weekend. For my time w/ Ray we built a hilarious Tin Can Robot that Miss Sherry gave him. He was a good apprentice. Eliz and Sam played their Lego Pirates of the Caribbean. Sam and I then had a guitar jam/lesson session while Eliz and Ray made Spiderman webs and watched some Spiderman on Netflix. After that, I made fajitas with my onion goggles and we introduced the boys to the legend that is Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. I forgot how much creepy was in that movie, meh, they'll live.

Sunday July 6

     Last day of staycation 2014. Time flies and I know not where it goes. Our last activity was to take the boys to the Columbus Zoo to see the new Africa exhibit. Simply amazing. As far as Zoos go from a spectator perspective, this is the best exhibit/habitat I've seen.You get to see most all the animals up close and personal. The Lions were napping right next to the glass on the wing of an old airplane. The Cheetahs were wandering about in plain sight. I loved it. We attended a running of the Cheetahs at 10:30a, the Cheetah's chased a big ball on a string. I'd never seen one run in real life. Eliz and I separately teared up after the run, it was spectacular. They were my favorite animal all through elementary school. We made quite the visit through a number of animals until I wimped out and said I was tired.
     We headed home, only to clean up, and revisit all of what we had done this week. Everyone had plenty of favorites. When the boys had to leave, I failed to hold back the tears, and waved them off until next time. My extremely compassionate wife kept me sane, fed me whiskey and pizza, and helped me pound the shit out of Nebraska in our B1G championship game on NCAA football 14.

Monday July 7

     I awoke in a slight panic at 3a this morning. My boys were gone yet again. My vacation was over. I had to face the real world. I felt like I had spent the whole damn week disciplining them rather than enjoying them. Upon reflection, I think that was the night talking. Yes, we had our fair share of correction. They were wild at times. But we did a mountain of amazing things, and as best we could, we enjoyed each moment. They smiled a lot this week. And I think that's being a family. We can drive each other nuts, but at the end of the day, we had a good time. And when they had to leave, we were all sad. My thought process behind these staycations are to give the boys a glimpse of the awesome I experienced as a young boy in Westerville during the summer. I only hope that they enjoyed it half as much as I did.
     I love you boys so much.

 

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Christmas staycation 2014

Christmas is my favorite time of year.  I live for the sneakiness, the trickery, the lights, the good food, the family, cheer: It's the total package.

If you've read my blogs lately, you know that this has been a busy December for me. In addition to working from home, and doing a few shifts at the interpreting agency, I got married and went to Disney. The night before the wedding we rushed the boys through a 10 min motion of hanging their ornaments on the tree, that should have been my clue that Christmas was going to be crazy this year. Well, it was.  And I had a wonderful time with both of my families on the 24th and 25th.  But I want to write this blog about the week I had with my boys for Christmas.  It's something I look forward to each year, and for me it's worth writing about.


Friday Dec 27 24th, 2013
I woke up and hit the road by 6:30a. I couldn't wait to have the boys with us for Christmas.  I went through my seasonal playlists of Sufjan's second Christmas release on the way up, saving Vince Guaraldi and The Chipmunks for the ride back.  Upon arrival at their mom's, Ray came bounding to the car adorned in a raccoon hat.  Perfect. The boys climbed in, got big hugs, and we sped off towards Westerville.  We all got pumped up talking about all the Christmas plans.  The moment we got home, unprompted, Ray found Elizabeth and declared "Happy Holidays Step-Mom!"  Melt. Then we made a quick visit to see my Grandma Morrisey at the home.  Nobody loves christmas as much as her.  Nobody.  She was delighted to see the boys. We dropped my car off for an oil change at Roush, and walked across the street to Kroger for cookie supplies for Santa.  We ended up doing a little last minute shopping for Elizabeth: cake batter and iTunes card. Our fake Christmas Eve was the best part of the whole week for me.  Christmas light lit room, cookies, writing a letter to Santa, opening Hulk and Iron Man pajamas, giving Remy his Thor costume, watching Kung Fu Panda Christmas, putting tape across the front door to see if Santa broke it when he came in, eliz read the boys a Santa Comes to Ohio book, and finally we tucked them in and I read The Night Before Christmas.  That magic was enough, but then Eliz and I put our elf hats on and kicked some ass.  We ate Santa's cookies, but left some crumbs.  Set out the gifts, filled the stockings.  Then Eliz used her fancy writing to answer the boys' note as Santa Claus, and I put flour on my boots and walked across the floor to the tree to leave footprints. The good stuff.

Saturday Dec 28 25th, 2013
We woke up at a reasonable hour (7ish) and heard the boys whispering downstairs about the presents and their stockings. One of the better noises to wake up to. We did stockings first.  Quite possibly the most fun of all presents are the dollar bin items that they go nuts over.  Sam got a set of "sticky hands" that he played with more than any other toy the whole vacation. Ray of course did his "animal pills" that grow in water while Elizabeth made us French Toast and Sausage (Vince Guaraldi in the background of course).  We opened our gifts with the boys and it was great.  But I'm starting to think more in line with my dad, Christmas Eve, and the anticipation of, is better than the actual Christmas morning itself.  By Midday, we arrived to my parents' where we did Christmas all over again with the boys.  They tore through gifts in record time and fervor, the way it should be haha.  Afterwards we enjoyed a homemade Mara spaghetti sauce and all stuffed ourselves to the point of explosion.  The afternoon was relaxing.  Ray played Magic Jinn ad-nauseum.  Sam played with his new chess set, and they both eventually finished out the night Legoing. All was calm.

Sunday Dec 29th, 2013
We went through a time warp and arrived at the 29th.  We let the boys play with their new stuff in the morning until it was time to meet Miss Sherry for Christmas lunch at Red Robin.  We had a great time, and a great lunch.  The boys were super excited to get more gifts haha, and they gave Miss Sherry a few of her own. I ate an A1 burger, because I can.

Monday Dec 30th, 2013
I love my boys.  They looked forward to this which they dubbed "Donation Day", where we clean out their room and donate toys they no longer play with to charity.  A few years back this was a tiresome event full of whining and lack of comprehension.  This year, they literally looked forward to it. I don't know if I'm more proud of their societal awareness, or their proclivity to purge waste from a household.  Either way the day was a success.  Room clean. Closet reorganized and with a new shelf. Happy Papi.

Tuesday Dec 31st, 2013
As self proclaimed old folks, Eliz and I like to party with family on New Year's Eve, and my brother's house seems to be the place to do it. Each year there are movies, games, drinks, and other general relaxy party stuff.  This year was no exception, but add yet another round of Christmas gifts from my Grandma Charlotte's Christmas that we couldn't attend this year.  I watched Transformers for the first time, not horrible.  Joe whipped my ass at NCAA Football after I had practiced all week w/ Eliz. We watched Star Trek, counted down the Ball, I kissed the hottest woman in the world, and we ran outside to make noise with the kiddos and caught a family releasing a paper lantern into the sky.  Pretty magical stuff for some folks from da'ville. The boys passed out on my lap around 1a, and we made it home by 2ish.  Awesome memories.

Wednesday Jan 1st, 2014
I warned the boys that due to budgetary constraints, that this staycation would be quite a bit less exciting than the extravaganza that was Summer Staycation 2013. I proved it this day by letting them play with toys while I watched 4 Big Ten Bowl games. Some days, I just have to be a typical guy.

Thursday Jan 2nd, 2014
This is a day that is otherwise known as my birthday. The boys were more excited than me, understandably, and we hung out all morning.  After lunch, I took them swimming at the Community Center.  Sam is an amazing swimmer! Busting out laps in freestyle, back and breast.  Really cool stuff.  Ray is doing well in short stints in deeper water too.  I'm a very proud dad.  After an hour of swimming, I soaked up the 80 degree indoor temp while they played in the pool playground. At home, Eliz organized a little shindig in my honor, and ordered Pasquale's pizza.  My bro, his wife and my mom came over to spend the evening.  Intimate and perfect.  Fudge marble cake improvisation props go to my mom.  Amongst other things, Eliz gave me a pic of an Otter in a military uniform.  I love her so much.

Friday Jan 3rd, 2014
My great friend Mark once began a final day of vacation by stating "It's that crappy time".  Today, and anytime the boys have to go back, is that crappy time.  I won't lie, they drove me insane this vacation.  Baby talk, constant bickering, accidents.  But I wouldn't want my misery any other way. In the moment I can be pretty grouchy, but looking back, it's all hilarious.  Great stories for the future.  Learning moments.  I took that day to have a few "epic battles" with our super hero action figures, play a few rounds of Magic Jinn, and of course, end our time together with our "what was your favorite part" session.  I love my boys, and no matter how crazy they can make me, they're mine and I wouldn't trade them for anything. I hope one day they'll move back into town.  Until then, I'll make every weekend count.


The bottom line is, I have a crazy amount of amazing people and fortune in my life.  So many reasons to be thankful. I just hope when I'm down, I can remember that and get back up again.

Wedding.

So I've told Elizabeth a thousand times that even though I want to get married, it really wouldn't change things.  Two days in, I was wrong.  And I didn't know that I could love somebody as much as I love her.

The year, and even days, leading up to the wedding, Eliz and I fought.  A lot.  And the topic was pretty much the same everytime.  We could barely have a conversation about the wedding without me getting upset about something and us ending up pissed at one another. She is black, I am brown.  She wanted a Lamborghini, I had to have a Ferrari.

So the night before, we tuck the boys in bed, pack our final things, kiss, and go to bed like we always do.  It just felt like a Friday.  We woke up, went on our separate ways to the venue. My mom took the boys and I out for a plain, stomach friendly lunch at Panera.  After finishing, we arrived at the venue, and not 30 seconds later, my 5 year old had completely pissed his pants.  Disaster surrounds this boy, luckily my mom was there to save the day, and we hadn't yet dressed them in their suits :)

We get inside and start setting up. I decide to head up to the balcony to work on our homemade photo booth, which separated me from the crowd of friends and family setting up below. 20 mins later I peer down at the main floor where the decorations had begun to take shape.  It was at this moment I knew I was in trouble.  It looked amazing.  I eat crow.  Hats off to Eliz and Sherry.  Job well done. Most of the next 4 hours was a blur.  Setting up. Glad handing, although I was genuinely glad to be hanging out with everyone.  My friends and family were such a great help, support, and company that day.  The main thing I remember about joe and the booth, brian and the backdrop, erick and my boys was how positive everyone was. In a time in my life when I've been spun towards bitter, this was so refreshing.  It was good.

Fast forward to the ceremony.  I looped a song to last 10 mins for the bridesmaids entrances.  Good thing I did, her vows were left back at the barnhouse where she got dressed.  A few mins later and and an out of breath bridesmaid brought on my second favorite moment of the day, my beautiful Elizabeth walking through the doors. I was having a hard time maintaining my composure, so I grabbed Ray's hand and held it until she made it down the isle. I cried. I'm a cryer.  Deal with it. I was surprised, however, she had chosen a dress with heavy inspiration from yesteryear.  Very brown of her. She was beautiful.  The most beautiful.  And it was time to lock that down.  Our dear friend Brad married us.  He went through a lot to get ordained and did an amazing job of officiating, while making us feel at home. I can't say enough about how much it meant to have a close friend up there performing the ceremony.  It didn't feel like ceremony at all, it just felt like us.

We had the boys take part in a unity ceremony with us.  Instead of candles, we each took our namesake Avenger Lego figure and placed them together under a lego arch.  It was silly and unprofessional, just the way I like it. They are a huge part of our family unit, so it felt right to have something geared towards them in our ceremony.  My favorite part of the day was the vows.  We wrote our own.  I'm glad we did. I did my best to deliver mine, only to choke up when the heavy hitting words came up.  But Elizabeth killed me.  Every word she spoke was from her heart.  And I knew that she was speaking directly to mine.  Unwittingly, we both finished with a line from our first dance, I will follow you into the dark. I'll be honest.  The rest of the evening was amazing.  Great reception.  But it all could have ended after her vow.

The reception was fun (for me at least). There was kick ass rock and roll music, there was Pasquale's food: including a large pizza, just for me. It was great eating, dancing, and visiting with everyone.  Speeches were made (Kaitlyn, you killed me), cupcakes were eaten, Cha Cha's were slid. But I have to say it was a blur. Yes, I was sober, but between all the little events & obligations, I felt like I wasn't spending much time with my boys or my wife. The slow dances were great, it's like time stands still for a moment where you can share an embrace with your betrothed. Speaking of dances, the kids stole the show.  Ray came out of his shell, even more than normal, and provided us with soulful interpretations to the best club bangers. I did take a few moments to pause and look at all of the people, happy, supporting us on our important day.

The end of the reception drew neigh, I rushed around to help tear stuff down and gather things so Eliz didn't have to, and rushed her out the door before she managed to stick around to clean too much. The white Christmas lights they put up in the park outside the barn gave off the perfect glow as we said our goodbye to the venue. We had a small happy hour with some friends at our hotel bar.  It was like a classic scene at the end of a movie when the whole cast shares a drink and a few laughs to resolve the story.  This was more like a few drinks and a lot of laughs: Erick waltzing in to buy a round of shots and dip out like a ninja, baseball cards, fake hotel Christmas gifts.  Then the quote of the year by my brother: "It's 2013 and I'm here to say..." We were a bit tipsy and cut him off at that point to chide him.  Then he started again and delivered the Best Man speech that he refused to give during the wedding.  Love him.

I probably can't write too much about the rest of the evening, lest my wife get embarrassed. So in brief fashion, a cork about took my eye out, I got to remove a dress, and I spent the rest of the evening falling more in love with Elizabeth than I ever thought possible.

Here's to a lifetime of continuing that.