Randomness

Hello all, it's been a while. Let me fill you in...

I have had 5 knee surgeries si ce 2009 and have been on medical leave from work since May 2011. June 1 2012 I lost my position at work because I have been gone for so long.

My life will never be the same. My knees feel weak and hurt on a regular basis. I have not been able to run in almost 2 years, cannot run around the world ack yard with the kids and have put on 100lbs since Oct 2010. My Dr has told me physical jobs are pretty much out of the question but the "powers that be" have obviously not gotten that memo.

My life consists of 4 walls, 2 dogs and a cat now that the kids are back in school. The cat is antisocial, the little dog is afraid of her shadow and doesn't move from the couch unless I carry her to the door to "answer nature's call". My "Brown Cow" Anya is my best friend during the day. She has a great personality and keeps the day interesting.

I really need to find d some new games for the Xbox. Killing the same zombies gets boring.

Favorite most recently heard quote: "next time I want to kill someone, let me"

Anyone wanna buy me a Bugatti Veyron...? In black please... Although I believe they cost around 1,000,000£

Migraines SUCK!!!

... more later...

My children

   I love them all...

   My oldest is 10, wow how time flies.  He is a brilliant boy. Good at math, loves science and has a vivid imagination.  He is full of ideas and dreams I hope to help come true.  He has a HUGE heart and is so kind and caring.  He likes to try to be the boss of his younger brothers, but can you blame him?

   My middle son is 8, almost 9. He is my fiery red head and I call him Red more often than not.  He is my fearless one and the one that likes to break bones.  Both bones in his lower leg (at the same time) and his left pinky.  That has been our last 2 summers and I am nervous about this year.  He is my clown and joker, full of imagination and ideas also.  He was the Godfather in kindergarten but has mellowed out a bit through the years.  By Godfather I mean, he was looked up to by his classmates and they would eat what he said for lunch, play what games he said and things of the sort... the ringleader.  I named him after my Great Grandfather.

    My youngest, Little Man, I have already told you about so I won't repeat myself much here. His smile makes me smile and his random, almost spontaneous kisses to the cheek melt my heart and fill me with joy.

   More about me in the next post...

My intro

   Here we go, my first post. I will use it to fill you in on me and my present life. So let the fun begin...

   I am 33 years old. Born and raised in the Great Lakes state. I have lived in the same 40 mile radius my whole life and have a desire to see more of this country and eventually world. I was married for almost 11 years when I finally couldn't take just existing in the same house, no communication, no assistance, no relationship any more. I asked my wife for a divorce. I was threatened many times during our marriage and always conceded to get her to stay. I was done, couldn't take it anymore, had enough.  It was a struggle spiritually, but felt more at ease with the decision when she resumed a relationship with a past boyfriend 13 days after I asked her to leave, and before she had even moved out of my house. I am not here to bash her, just stating facts, that is all you will see here if I mention her, just facts, not my opinions since they are not very nice...

   I am the Father of 3 amazing boys. I love them more than anything this world could ever offer and would give my own life for theirs. I had struggled with turning their lives upside down for  while, but in the long run figured it would scar them far less than the constant arguing and tension. I raised my boys while she worked full time and was a full time student until she got her bachelors degree. There were points where she wasn't in school, but she still didn't possess the nurturing qualities of a mother. Had I known the extent of her neglect, especially with my youngest, I may have left her much earlier and fought to my last breath for my boys. Because of my youngest child's reflux as a baby, there were many occasions she wouldn't feed him because he would just spit it all back up. This led to him not having the option of absorbing the nutrients his body could have before he spit it up. Now I am looking into learning or attention disabilities. His speech is behind but starting to come around. His memory is a bit off but I think that may be an attention issue. He is a very happy and loving child and that puts a smile on my face daily. He has a good heart and will be a great man someday. I have high hopes if we find an issue, we find it early enough to give him a normal life in the future. I wish I would have seen it before, but this is something I was supposed to endure for the sake of our future. I am OK with whatever  the results are. My love is strong and I will do whatever it takes to help him in any way I can as with all my boys.

   That's enough for now, I will try to write more soon...