OK, every once in a while when I am out with Erin I get the occassional “your little girl is so polite” or someone will say to Erin “Ask your dad”. I think we handle it pretty well. I usually just smile proudly and nod. Erin usually responds with something like “that’s not my dad, that’s Tom”. Today Erin and I went skating at the park and it’s times like these that I really feel sorry for Erin’s real dad. Don’t get me wrong I have nothing against the guy. I have never even met him in fact and it would never be my place to say anything negative about him, especially to Erin who does know him to some extent. Today I need to thank him for letting me be the guy who gets to figure out if she needs a left or right handed hockey stick. She’s a righty by the way, nobody’s perfect. I got to be the guy to tie her skates and adjust her oversized helmet that fits snug over her touque with a big bumper sticker on the front that reads “Canada Kicks Ass”. I got to pick her up when she fell and clap for her when she went from one side to the other all by herself. Not for one minute did it ever cross my mind that this was not my child. Not for a minute did it ever matter to either of us.(1)
Saturday night was Kristen’s(2) social. The boys pulled through at the last second and I didn’t end up going solo like I thought I would. So big thanks to George, Mike and their lovely dates. The social was good, nice turnout. Nice to see the Nolan’s out on the town and Scottie and Jodine whooped Georges and I at some foosball (Jodine was using spinzies). Once the food came out I made the most ridiculous ham sandwich I could. Why is it that most social cheese is cubed?(3) I could understand if you were going to toothpick it all but that is never the case. Cubes don’t work in the sandwich and they are usually too small to nibble and too much to handle all at once if you just eat em’ straight up. For some reason this really bothered me. Next social I put together it’s slices all around.
Went and watched Paul’s sister Cherie(4) play soccer tonight at the dome behind the Winter Club. Her team got whooped but she is by far the fastest, hardest working player on that team. Ratty, Lissa and Easton picked me up. Easton is getting so big. Tooth number five is in place.
Look out boys, chick day is coming in fast. The 14th is this Thursday in fact. Now I’m no Don Juan but a wise man told me that well placed card will do the trick. He said “don’t just go out and pick up a card, any schmuck can do that. Go out and look for THE card. The one that sums up how you feel like only a poet could describe it. That means no dalmations with heart shaped spots. This is the card that she keeps in that box under the bed or in the closet that you have always wanted to look in and always been to scared. It has to explain that when she’s gone only the smell of her pillow can put you to sleep and when she is right there beside you the Chinese dictionary makes sense.(5) Good luck fellas!
(1) – Erin prepared me to be the father I am today. I try so hard not take anything for granted but they slip through your fingers so fast. I watch back their old videos and see all the good times and fun we had but still feel like I could have been so much more present. I don’t mean, put down the cell phone kind of present. I mean, you will never get these days back kind of present. Your kids will never look at you like this, they will never smell this good right out of the bath, they will never hang off your words like this. Your arms will never scoop them up and pull them away from troubles like they once did. I was there for it all and the cliche still stands true…it goes by so fast.
(2) – Kristen was our first ever full time female skater at Nolan’s hockey. She was a friend of Jodine, MacDuffs wife.
(3) – Sometimes it scares me when I am so right about things.
(4) – I always liked Paul’s sister Cherie. I like sisters in general but I could always make Cherie laugh. She was a tough cookie too, a real feminist of sorts. One story that I will never forget was the time I was at Paul’s place and Cherie’s BF was over and they were getting ready to go cross country skiing. Cherie’s BF was prepping his skiis and asked Cher if she wanted him to wax her skiis. She went off on him hard like “you don’t think I can wax my own skiis” type of beating. I could not believe it! That being said she is the type to go out and do just about anything on her own.
(5) – Shan and I have a tradition of going to A&W on Valentines Day. It’s usually not that busy. The kids have even come the last couple of times but the food is just not what it used to be. Might need to start a new tradition this year!