Father's Day

I am at a loss of what to write about this week. Seeing it’s summer and for me everything seems to slow down to a nice crawl, I should just have a million things running around in my mind to write about. Truth is at the moment, I don’t have much for this week. So as I sit here and type the first thing that comes to mind is the fact that this weekend is Father’s Day weekend. The one thing that I am most proud of is the fact that I can say I am a Dad. Not that I didn’t have any help in the process of becoming a father, seeing that I have a very funny, beautiful wife that I was lucky found me amongst the 15 guys she was around that night in Colorado Springs. (For the eight years we have been together I seem to add two or three to the story each time I am asked.)

The other thing I am very proud of is we have raised a much grounded and well rounded kid so far (I am waiting for the teen years to get here). Sometimes I wonder where she gets some of the hilarious things she does, but none the less she is a great kid with the largest, softest heart I think I have ever seen. I can honestly say that she is very much a daddy’s girl. God love her, she loves going to sporting events with me (seeing she was basically born and raised in a baseball stadium, plus I have to take advantage of it now before she gets older) and at times will at least listen to the music I listen too. What surprises me the most is; she actually will pay attention and listen to the music. Granted half the time she won’t like it, or sometimes she surprises me and will point out how much she likes the new Coconut Records song when it comes on. Overall I do try to make sure if we are at home or in the car I listen to a broad spectrum of music. She does surprise me at times with what she catches on too, and at times if I was six, Green Day or the Ramones would sound funny and weird to me as well.

The one thing I take advantage of the most is that at this point (other than her two grandpa’s) I am the only person with male genes that is the center of her universe. She does like to mess with me at times, just to get a reaction. We do love to mess with Mom, although I know Kristen knows when it’s time for me to tuck her in, there isn’t much calming down coming out of a room of screaming and laughing, but Kristen never objects to us playing around before she goes to bed. Being a Dad has its ups and downs (diapers, her being tired and grumpy, worrying about her, etc.), but it is one of the best accomplishments I have ever had so far. (I am still waiting for the teen years!)

Music for the week:

Frightened Rabbit- The Midnight Organ Fight

Just got turned on to this today, while reading my favorite column/blog of the famous Paul Shirley. I will probably buy this album this week, everything I have listened to so far, I am not disappointed, and he hasn’t steered me wrong just yet. (Side note, if you don’t read his ESPN column about music you should, he is very funny, and played basketball as well he also has a book that has been out for a while.)Listen to a great song by them here.

The New Pornographers

If you haven’t discovered this band from British Columbia, you should. I really like these guys and have for a few years now. Challengers is their newest album, but I would also recommend Electric Version (From Blown Speakers is a great song, so is The Laws Have Changed.) I guess I am just recommending a great band this week instead of an album.