Regrets for lost time

I always dread those calls from SWSNBN (She Who Will Not Be Named) or my ex-wife or banshee bitch. Because after the “Sorry to bother you” then comes “You need to speak to your son”. Now the question that always comes to my mind is what am I supposed to do from 1,000 miles away? Ummm, you’re the mother, you ground him and then call me stating what the punishment is and by the way “YES YOU ARE BOTHERING ME!”.

A little background on my son. He is special needs when he was a month old he got sick and almost died. He didn’t have oxygen to his brain for awhile and it stunted or delayed his mental growth. On top of that he has ADHD and a one track mind that once he gets fixated on something forget it.

Also when I was married I was the enforcer, I would get home from work while SWSNBN ate shit all day and I would hear the A,B,C’s of what the kids (son) did wrong and I would be the one to punish them, then she would come behind me a cut my nuts off by telling them “Oh, your dad is just tried and he didn’t mean to yell at you” Mind you, we lived with my parents and they would always hear her screaming like a banshee at them.

So yesterday my son decided to take his PSP to school and didn’t feel like doing any work. So SWSNBN grounded him from his PSP and laptop for 3 weeks (Lets see if it is 3 weeks). She tells me he is out of control and blah, blah, blah and that I need to talk to him. So he gets on the phone and I ask him why he is acting that way and threaten his sister and silence…..Again……silence. I ask him what’s wrong and he goes off about some game we played for 5 minutes during Christmas…Focus son!

I ask him if SWSNBN boyfriend (poor guy) is nice to him and treats him good and he says yes. This is good for the poor guy, cuz if he ever hurt my kids a horde of zombies would be a peaceful death compared to me… Sorry got sidetracked.

As I am talking to him telling him I love him and what him to protect his sister and do good in school, I start to look back at all the time I missed with them. Cherish the time you have is such a true statement. At the time I thought work and school were more important and that my kids would always be there. Also it didn’t help that for the last few years of my marriage I hated to be in the same room as banshee bitch.

I have told my kids that I didn’t divorce them, just their mother and I ask for them to tell me their feelings again silence…… So are getting off the phone with him and balling my eyes out for like 15 minutes all I have is regrets of not spending more time with them when they were younger. I know that as they get older they will not see me as the bad guy or monster that SWSNBN has made me out to be. But it still hurts to be far away from them.

The good thing is that I will see them for a week in March and hopefully bond with them some more.

WHO DAT BBQ Chef?

You ever have one of those weekends in which you need a weekend to recover from? That was me this past weekend. From Friday to Sunday it was non-stop go time. Friday night was let’s go eat Indian food night. We hit a restaurant called Heeshas in North Miami with the cru. I am not a big fan of Indian food so I let my better have order. I can’t get into the specifics of what we ate, but it was bread with spinach and cheese in it, this was actually pretty tasty also something that looked like a papa rellena with meat in it, was not too impressed with that one and finally some lamb curry stuff which was ok but not spicy enough for me. Plus I think they had to give birth to a little Indian and then let him grow up to be our waiter. The food took that long to come out.

Saturday was help a friend move day. Pretty standard operating procedure here, I supply muscle, you supply beer and food. Hit this new pizza joint on 17ave and Coral Way. It’s just a little hole in the wall but the pizza was good. Had pepperoni, sausage, bacon and garlic….just your typical man pizza. The girls were gonna hit the White Room later to see DJ Craze, but I wasn’t feeling it but after multiple drinks of rum and coke I said the hell with it and went along for the ride. We didn’t make it to see Craze but it was a fun night and back to the Arms for the after party. All I will say about the after party is…..I don’t remember the after party!

Sunday, after waking up feeling like ass it was time to start getting ready for my better half’s birthday party/super bowl party. Funny how when you are hungover, you will still feel like shit until your 3rd or 4th beer, so after my 6th beer I was on top of the world again. We had a great time surrounded by friends while watching them Saints whip some Colts ass. If Top Chef ever had a BBQ edition you are looking at the winner. LOL. I must say I loved the little grill we set up outside and other than Crazy Yathezze Dreadlock guy walking around like a dog begging for food, we were chilling drinking beer and grilling while the sounds of old-school hip hop filled the air.

All in all it was a great weekend with all our friends.

Sick and Tired

I am sick and tired of feeling sick and tried. Why is it that for months at a time I never catch a cold and then BLAM! I have gotten sick twice within the last month.

Other then getting sick I had a pretty good weekend. First on Friday my girl E made an awesome veggie type stir fry with tofu and then we caught up on the episode that we missed of True Blood. Mixed verdict on True Blood, the end of season two did not impress me. I felt that they tried to cram too many plot lines line for next season into the last 5 minutes.

Saturday was my mental relaxation day. This meant I grabbed my cooler and a couple of fishing poles and headed out to Card Sound Road. Nothing relaxes me more than having a beer in my hand and watching the water go by. My friend Barracuda met up with me and after 3 hours of listening to his endless conquest of women on Face book and My Space I couldn’t take it anymore. He was killing my buzz big time. So we packed up and hit Alabama Jack’s. If you have never been to Alabama Jack’s it is a throw back in time. It is fried seafood goodness with red neck flair. Live country band, waitresses missing teeth, food served in paper plates…what else can you ask for. I had the conch fritters with coleslaw and sweet potato fries while Cuda had grilled dolphin.

Sunday saw me and E making blueberry pancakes for the first time. My dad ate em and he didn’t die so I guess I am getting a little good at this cooking thing. For lunch we went to Arbetter’s Hot Dogs and we had the kraut dogs and chili cheese fries. What can I say, everything taste better with chili and cheese. Then for dinner we went to Shibui’s to celebrate my sister’s birthday. I never would have thought that I would see my parents at a sushi restaurant, but hell must be freezing over since this would be the second time there for them. Of course, just cuz you get someone to go to a sushi place doesn’t mean that they are going to eat sushi. We had a wide assortment of rolls and pieces and appetizers. At least I got the old folks to try Kiran Light beer and they loved it.

Yesterday and today I am sick as a dog, called in sick yesterday and sucked it up and coughed my ass to work today. Last night we also had our Monday night ritual of watching 24 and then Lost season 3. I am not feeling 24 this season so far, and Lost oh well what cha gonna do. I feel like fast forwarding to the new season and just getting it over with.

Alright I am taking my butt home and going to sleep before it starts to pour.