What a Weekend…
Here it is my Monday at work or as it is your Wednesday, and I cant believe my three day weekend is over. It all started Friday night when once again Karma and good ole Mother Nature rained on my parade, all games were cancelled due to inclement weather. I am really starting to hate Indiana, but be that as it may it’s still home. Saturday was great though. After my shift ended I went to my son’s baseball game and watched him pitch 5 solid innings, only allowing three runs and striking out seven. He ended the day 2-4 with 4 RBI’s, including a two run double. I am so proud of my lil man. After the game we found out that with that win they are now league champs…HOOAH, and to make things even better, Stevie was selected to the All-Stars…Double HOOAH.
Sunday was also a great day, it involved blueberry pancakes for breakfast, some guitar hero in the afternoon, and ending at my parents house for my daughter Nevada’s Birthday Party. It was truly a great day, we played a version of stickball in the backyard after dinner, and had some cheesecake tarts for dessert. We then retired back to our house and got some much needed rest.
Monday Was a typical day. I got up early went to the gym and had an awesome chest workout. I was sore and pumped and ready to refill my tank with some food. I got home, made the kids and myself some breakfast and relaxed a little before we ventured out. After a stimulating time at the library, we decided to go over to my sister-in-laws house to partake in some pool activities. It turned out to be one hell of a good time, plus no sunburns. Chicken on the grill later and we were ready for some more Guitar Hero in the evening.
Tuesday, my most hated day arrived, the day I had to take my kids back to their mother. Our weekend of fun had finally came to a close. It always breaks my heart letting them go, but I know that we will be together again soon. It will be another ten days until we will be back together, but I will see them at the baseball tournaments.
Depressed and not so motivated I dragggd my ass to the gym and took out my frustration on the weights. The workout was great, my arms were pumped and I had a new outlook on the days earlier events. No matter what life throws at you, you have to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and press on. I could have sat at my house and became a couch potato for the rest of the day, but I knew that it would not get me anywhere. Instead I went to the gym, threw some weight and had a great time doing it.
In short, life goes on. I will continue dreaeding Tuesdays, I will have awesome times with my kids, and I will have the support of my family. So thats my weekend in a nut shell, we will see what this week has in store…..laters
