Appropriate Cold Weather Dress

As we head further into winter and slowly inch into colder weather let me break down a few things. To be honest here, it saddens me that I have to spell any of this out, but since I haven’t figured out how to bottle common sense and sell it I’ll break it down.

Dress in layers for starters. Indoors or outdoors you should dress in layers. That way as the temperature fluctuates throughout the day you can remove or add to help regulate body temperature and keep yourself at a comfortably warm temperature and also keep yourself from any unnecessary sweating. One of the quickest ways to become cold is to have moisture of any kind on your skin or soaked into your clothing and sweating will do just that. Here’s a clutch tip from scouting. Always have an extra pair socks at hand.

Speaking of socks, can someone explain to me socks with crocs or sandals? If you are one of those people that thinks this is an ok fashion choice I hope you roll an ankle. (Side note: if you allow your signification other to walk out in public dressed as such it’s time to re-evaluate the relationship.) As for that being your excuse that allows you to wear them in colder weather that makes you an even bigger idiot. Please don’t send me links showing these new “outdoor socks” either. They are garbage and as I stated before. Moisture will be your undoing.

Let me pontificate on one more point. Ladies, if you are going to wear a skirt in cold weather so be it. Your dress choice is your own, but I beg of you some common sense please. Get the thick thermal tights. Helps retain body heat better. Props to my wife on that one. (Honestly hate hearing about how cold someone is and then realizing underdressed they are. I have no sympathy for self inflected problems.) secondly if you opt for the mini/micro skirt there’s no a pair of thermal tights that are going to help you but me thinks that if that was go to choice I doubt tights of any kind were a thought.

I could go on about other proper cold weather attire for hours but since I have better thoughts to get down I’ll stop here. These are just some general thoughts I have and the two most egresses problems I have noticed since the temperatures have started dropping.

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What is Love?

Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more. If you can name the song and artist without the aid of Google we can be friends.

A Night At The Roxberry

In all seriousness though let me share my thoughts.

I am certain I did not truly understand what exactly Love is until recently. Yes, without question I love my parents, sister, and other family members (blood and otherwise) as one does. I also love my wife more than words can describe….after all I did marry her and we did have a child together. Which brings me to my point.

It is not until I had a tiny human in my arms that I helped create and will help mold into a person that I understood what love is. My daughter has brought to forefront feelings that generally do not rise to the surface. We’re it not for a need to keep a roof over our heads and you know, eat I’ m pretty sure I would have quit work long ago just I could sit home and cuddle with her (and my wife). For those who still think of me as being a chronic hardass, your right, just not as often.

I have told several people in the past that I would willingly take bullet for them, but in all reality I would have most likely used said people as meat shields until my wife and daughter came along. Sorry guys, just laying out the truth.

 

 

Grandparents

I consider grandparents a pivotal and essential part of the family. Growing up I had the great fortune of having both my maternal and fraternal grandparents alive. I wouldn’t lose one until late in my teenage years. The way I see it my children will also have their grandparents be in their life for a large portion of their formative years.

My grandparents are one of the primary factors of why I am the person that I am. Not really sure where I would have ended up in life without their care, knowledge, and affection.

I know this is cliché, but I do subscribe to one of a grandparents primary jobs is to spoil their grandchildren, even to the chagrin of the parent. I know my parents will and already do to some degree even though my daughter is barely only 3 months old. It’s one of the many ways in which they show their love.

Another primary responsibility of  any grandparent is to pass on knowledge. There are two major knowledge areas in which grandparents are best to contribute at. The first of which is family history, I fully expect both mine and my wife’s parents to share stories of when we were younger with our children.

The second of which is life skills. Granted my wife and I will be imparting lots of them to our children as they grow, but there are some things we won’t know or think of. That’s where the grandparents come in. To give a specific example, I gained from my maternal grandfather, I learned about vegetable gardening, in specific tomatoes. This extended into other parts of gardening, accented by grandmothers, mothers, and scout learned skills. Needless to say I have acquired a green thumb.

While I expect that my children will gain some of those same gardening skills I’m more interested to see what they will gain from my father. By trade, he is a carpenter. He has passed more knowledge onto to me than I could hope to ever absorb. Needless to say I won’t be shelling out money to a repair person for basic and moderate level home repair things.

Bedtime

Bedtime is my favorite part of the day. Not just because I get to close my eyes and go to sleep, but before I get to snuggle under the covers with my wife I put my daughter to sleep first.

After the last feeding of the day I normally end up with my daughter cuddled against me as she falls asleep for the night. Granted she will snuggle against anyone willing to hold her for an extended period of time and drift into dreamland, but I am her preferred end of day cuddle buddy. Even with my most recent weight loss I am still a large and cuddly person. Fact of life.

Waiting for my daughter to fall asleep normally provides me with some time to just sit and enjoy some solitude. Sometime I will read a book to her in final moments before she nods off for the night, but once her eyes are shut I will a few minutes just to make sure she isn’t faking me out. It is during those few minutes where I get to enjoy a Zen moment. Low light, no noise, all is right in the world.

 

I WON?

Occasionally I will enter an online contest via Facebook for one of the businesses that I follow. Up until a few days ago I had never won. And then I did.

Most contests require you to “click like”, share the post, tag 12 friends, write a paragraph as to why you should win, take a picture doing something ridiculous. A litany of things to say they least. This time around it was just a simple “click the like button” and move on with your day. 24 hours had passed and then I get a notification that I had one.

When I saw the notification I thought it was BS, but after a few message exchanges with the company my prize is on its way. (Just to clarify for inquiring minds it was a dress shirt from Paul Frederick.)

If your going “what’s the deal with him rambling on about all this nonsense”, its because I generally don’t win contests or games of chance. When I play the lottery I either come up with nothing, or break even on the cost of ticket. On the rare occasion I venture into the local area casino at best I make a 20 to 50 dollar “donation” and leave.

45

For as long as I have been aware of what exactly is entailed to be the President of the United States of America I have always viewed it as a position of great importance that should be honored and respected by both the American people and the person occupying that position. However, the person currently occupying this time honored office, in my humble opinion, is doing anything but that.

When it became clear that Donald Trump would become the 45th President of the United States I thought that all the heads of the major news stations had gotten together and decided they were going to “Punk” America. Then when it became clear that that wasn’t happening either I resigned myself to the fact that it was going to be another eight years of the Republican version of the status quo. Boy, was I wrong on that one as well.

For as much controversy that surrounded the election of President Trump I wanted him to do well. I thought that the celebrity BS would be put aside and he would do his best to get both sides of the isle together and get something done. The Donald got both sides of the political divides together alright. United in stymieing anything he wants to do or in total opposition.

Here’s my ultimate beef with Donald Trump as our President. To me the President embodies what should be the ultimate professional. For the most part, I haven’t seen much of anything resembling any level of professionalism. Some of the dumb things The Donald has said in press conferences or tweeted out is mind boggling. I have watched/heard disagreements between elementary school students be more cordial than some of the muck ups our presidents had engaged in.

I know that I should be going over examples to support my argument here, but all one has to do is watch one of the major news networks and you could see exactly what I am talking about. In short, I am embarrassed of our current President.

A Full Nights Sleep

Last night for the first time in over two months I actually got a full nights sleep. That’s right people, my two month old stayed asleep for slightly more than a continuous 7 hours and both myself and wife got a complete nights sleep. Let me break it down for you.

Once we both got over how awesome it was a slight bit of panic set in. Although it was the noise of our daughter coming over the monitor that woke us up for the day the thought that something was wrong crept into my head and stayed there until I saw her and realized she was fine. Just as much as children don’t like drastic change all that much it bugged us as adults in this instance.

As my night draws to a close this evening I am hoping for a repeat of yesterdays prolonged slumber of our little one. A return to pre-baby sleeping patterns for myself anyway is much sought after,