An open letter to my daughter

My dearest Nolie,

I know that you're supposed to write a letter to your kids on their birthdays, but you're starting school soon and the urge just hit. Sue me.

The first thing that comes to mind is the first thing I ever told you, the day you were born.

I've got your back.

No matter what happens, Daddy will be there to try to fix what's wrong, or just to hold you while you deal with what's wrong. No matter what, Daddy loves you more than anything else in the world. I harbor no illusions about my ability to make your road completely smooth, and, indeed, I would be doing you a disservice were I to remove any potential problems from your path. My job is not to make your life problem-free, but to try to help you to be able to deal with problems.

Of course, the second thing I told you was "Keep your stick on the ice." We'll talk about that another time.

There are so many things about you that I admire already. You have such a loving heart and nature, and you are so friendly, that people like you immediately. Maybe I'm biased (HAH!), but your smile lights up any room. I will always be grateful to your mom for those personality traits in you.

I wish I could coherently tell you about your Nana. But there's no way. Suffice it to say that she loved you completely, she was incredibly proud of you, and you should be proud to carry her name as your middle name.

You are a constant revelation to me, whether it's when you sing a new song, or draw a new picture, or tell me a new wonderful story. It amazes me, how you learn new things so quickly and take such joy in the learning. I love watching you grow, in all ways, even though sometimes it tears at my heart that my little girl is growing up.

You've also taught me something. What it really means to love someone. I had no idea, before you, what that meant.

I remember being asked, before you were born, what I "expected" of you. And I remember being offended by the question. My answer to that is the same now as it was then. My only wish for you is that you grow up to be a strong, independent woman, fully capable of making your own informed decisions. Advice will always be available, but if I'm making your decisions for you once you reach adulthood, then I haven't done my job. I probably won't agree with all of your choices (and again, I don't WANT to, I want you to be your own person), but I will support you in all of them.

You are, have always been, and always will be, my sweetie baby girl.

I love you.

Daddy

P.S. Exceptions -- The Montreal Canadiens and the New York Yankees. Other than that, you're cool. Become a fan of either team, and you're disowned...

Dr Seuss was awesome.

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat.
I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!

Not writing much, because I'm intimidated.

By people who can write much better than I.

Like Danielle Belton


http://blacksnob.com/snob_blog/2009/12/9/a-love-worth-dying-for.html

ABB strikes again

I know I just pointed you all to this blog a little bit ago, but this entry is great.

http://angryblackbitch.blogspot.com/2009/12/pondering-transgressions-and.html

I wish I were half the writer she was.

Nolie ROCKS!

Ok, another winner

http://treelobsters.blogspot.com/

How have I missed this blog?

http://angryblackbitch.blogspot.com/

Now, this woman can flat out WRITE!

Damn.

A litle philosophy with your Post Toasties this morning

Beware of blogger thinking deep thoughts!

It occurs to me that the process of discovering your own insignificance in the grand scheme of things is not just a sign of maturity, but the very definition of maturity.

A newborn baby really has no knowledge of anything outside himself or herself. They are a self-contained world. Then the baby realizes that the nipple is outside them. Then Mommy and Daddy. Then maybe a mobile or a toy. Isn't the acting out of the "terrible two's" a manifestation of the frustration we feel when we find out the the world really doesn't revolve around us? That's the age (usually) when the kid hears and processes the word "no" for the first time. Then we go to school, and come into contact with a group of people like us, all of which have to be accomodated in one way or another. Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera...

And this process shouldn't stop. Ever.

Isn't "self-absorbed" a pretty good synonym for "immature"?

Maturity (n) : The level to which a person realizes that it's not all about them.

Later,
Curt

Happy Birthday Nolie!

Ok, her birthday was Tuesday, but I have her tonight


And yeah, she can breakdance

Truly disturbing...

http://suicidefood.blogspot.com/2007/10/corruption-of-childhood.html

Awesome blog, about depictions of animals that are welcoming their fate as our foodstuff. Now, I'm a carnivore, but man, this is making me a vegan.

Not really.

Nolie's 5 tomorrow! Had a great moment yesterday -- Her huge stuffed giraffe became a motorcycle, and the following exchange ensued:

"I ride a motorcycle! Anyone messes with me, I'm gonna go crazy!"
"Oh really, what are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna jump around and dance and play and everything!"
"Wow, that's scary!"

(Pause)

"Not with you, though. Not with any big people. Just little kids."


At that point, I wasn't sure whether to admonish her for picking on little kids, or laud her for having the sense not to mess with big people.

Wonderfully creepy.

From the awesome Homemade Hilarity
http://homemadehilarity.blogspot.com/

Ceramic cats that just... stare... unblinking... plotting your demise...

A long weekend, and a small tribute...

There's something to be said for having a Daddy weekend "ruined" by the child being sick. There's a closeness engendered by being the caretaker.

As long as you don't get sick yourself. (There I go again, tempting fate)

There's a good Daddy feeling, when she comes to me at 2AM because she doesn't feel good. Daddy will always take care of her.




On another note, today is 4 months since my first date with Gina.

And they've been a great 4 months. It's been a constant revelation to me. First, the sheer awesomeness that is Gina, who is one of the most impressive people I've ever met. Smart, funny, sexy, and very together.

But it's also what she brings out in me. I've been a very closed person for all of my life, and that's all changed now. She gives me a safe place emotionally. So, I can allow myself to feel, and not only feel, but indulge my feelings. And actually (gasp) enjoy them. Something I would have thought impossible a very short time ago.

So, thanks, babe. I am so enjoying the ride with you, wherever it takes us. You've given me an incredible gift, the gift of safety and security. And the amazing thing is that you've convinced me that I actually AM safe and secure with you. What an accomplishment.

Friday surfing

Stuff I'm linking to today:

http://absurdgallery.blogspot.com/

http://homemadehilarity.blogspot.com/

http://curioussigns.blogspot.com/

Happy Birthday

I had started a long post to commemorate my brother Eric's 49th birthday, but it was far too sappy.

So, let me just say that as facile as I may be with the language, there is no way for me to adequately express how proud I am of Eric, and how proud I am to be his brother.

Happy birthday, man. I love you.

--Curt

Under ObamaCare...

I love Jeph Jacques. These are not all his, but from his Twitter... Evidently, it was the rage yesterday on Twitter.


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RT @soundguynick Barack Obama is a ghola born from an axlotl tank SHOW US THE BIRTH CERTIFICATE BARACK OBAMA

Under ObamaCare, all medical procedures will be conducted by Bene Gesserit witches #obamacarefacts

people, this is meant to be SATIRE making fun of the insane lies the anti-ObamaCare people are telling. #sadthathehadtoexplainthejoke

Under ObamaCare HE WHO CONTROLS THE SPICE CONTROLS ARRAKIS

Under ObamaCare, bloodmobiles will be replaced with government-subsidized Chevy Volts (which actually run on blood)

@jonrosenberg fuck yeah (ObamaCare will reduce this phrase to "darn tootin'"

#obamacarefacts )26 minutes ago from Twitterrific in reply to jonrosenberg
Under ObamaCare you will be forced to compete for your medication in a combination Double Dare/Thunderdome arena.

Under ObamaCare I will be 1000 times more amused when people ragequit my Twitter account because of my opinions

under ObamaCare, Twitter will be replaced by a button on your computer that MURDERS THE INFIRM

PS blame/heap praise upon @jonrosenberg for this #obamacarefacts

Under ObamaCare, it will be legal for me to do what I just did to your grandparents.

Under ObamaCare activites that damage your health will also be socialized. Other people will drink all your beers.

@happymrlocust under ObamaCare, I will get a nickel every time I am a pedantic asshole

@happymrlocust under ObamaCare, Orlando will be a state and not a city in the state of Florida

Under ObamaCare all choice will be outlawed. Every action will be decided by the random quantum fluctuations of quarks.

under ObamaCare ALL DEAD HERE. ALL DEAD. KEEP MOVING IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE. HEAD EAST.

under ObamaCare chemotherapy will be replaced by Hillary Clinton cackling madly as your loved ones slowly die of cancer

under ObamaCare, you will have to go to Canada in order to be a fearmongering racist shitdick

Under ObamaCare, the CIA will replace the prozac in your tap water with its generic

Under ObamaCare, all firearms will be melted down, recast as plowshares and given to Afgani opium farmers

Nothing much new

Gina's still great, but she's in Jacksonville this week.

I've recovered from the Vegas trip finally.

My daughter is still the Golden Child.

Juvenile, but funny

Not suitable for work, or little kids :)


Sex Advice For Teens:
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A plug for my awesome cousin

http://www.snapsbykristin.blogspot.com/

She's starting her own photography business, wish her luck!

What happens in Vegas?

Work, work and more work. This isn't a pleasure trip by any stretch of the imagination.

Up to 58 hours worked since Monday.

Missing the Empress Gina terribly.