Make A Wish

I've got a couple of beautiful women in my life if you haven't noticed...and I'm trying to move mountains right now to make sure this family is provided for. Starting a business, especially a lonesome venture like freelance writing takes energy and time to take off...so there is my short short version of my blog neglect...

I love this blog and the satisfaction it brings, so it has found a place in my life that won't dislodge itself...this is my life, my chronicle, my way of keeping up with myself...I have been swamped in writing assignments which is only a good thing, and staying focussed is a job...

So Holly Girl, her official title in my cell phone (you all know her as Beautiful Holly) has stated she wants to adopt Aidan and Owen...this was voiced to me after a rough patch over the weekend...

What if I die or we divorce? She wants them in her life! I was in shock at the thought...I love my wife, but if we divorce will I really give up my boys a few days a week?...I said yes, which garnered happy tears...if I want my boys to have a mother, and I found someone that wants to stay as their mother, then I need to give all my heart to the idea and allow that relationship to be real no matter what...

So my beautiful family raised over $1250 dollars for the Make A Wish foundation and the walk was this weekend...we ended up in the top 10 teams somewhere in terms of money raised. So that felt great to give back just a piece of what was given to Owen and my family...

Families were urged to color coordinate their team shirts to show unity...

We showed up as super heroes...because if you read this blog you know that's how we fucking roll around here...

Aidan, as The Flash, managed to beat no one to the finish line, except for the people that showed up late....Owen was Mr. Incredible and Autumn was Super Girl, yet they needed to be carried because they were tired...and Tyler was The Punisher, though the only punishing he did was at the free food table...

Someone from Cake Boss was there and no one could hear a word he said during his speech...but no doubt it was inspiring...with an Italian accent...

The weather was beautiful, and the Body Slam Champion of the World was walking too...he was smaller than me...and his Champion belt was bigger than him...
 

So onward I type as my life rushes forward...

In this picture you will take note that I dressed up as the ageing, balding, scruffed up Superman...I strategically placed myself behind Holly to hide my super love handles...

Some how we ended up with two Bat-chicks...and a washed out old couple...who the hell are they? Oh! Hi mom and dad...

To this day I continue to be blessed in a mad world...for that I am grateful...