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Found out this weekend that my daughter is going to be the flute section leader this coming year in her high school band. As a sophomore. Kid’s got some serious chops.
Sounds really good. If you can, go find a piccolo and get her to adjust to that - at least from time to time. For marching season, a piccolo is 10x more effective on the field and in the stands.
 
Sounds really good. If you can, go find a piccolo and get her to adjust to that - at least from time to time. For marching season, a piccolo is 10x more effective on the field and in the stands.
She had talked about that as a possibility but now that she is section leader she wants to stick with flute.

She’s actually a little bummed out in general because so many seniors will be gone and the incoming freshmen are fairly weak. The middle school director is older and the quality of students coming up has been in overall decline.
 
Yesterday was a very good day. I was inducted into a Hall of Fame, which I didn't really feel worthy of when the original announcement was made a year ago. But it felt really good to have people say a lot of nice things about me and my work. It felt even better to have my wife, parents and brothers there with me. Seeing how proud it made my parents was the highlight of my day.
 
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Yesterday was a very good day. I was inducted into a Hall of Fame, which I didn't really feel worthy of when the original announcement was made a year ago. But it felt really good to have people say a lot of nice things about me and my work. It felt even better to have my wife, parents and brothers there with me. Seeing how proud it made my parents was the highlight of my day.
Congratulations.
 
Having an autistic soon-to-be teenage son is a roller coaster ride, to be sure. Yesterday, he got in trouble at school when he lost his temper and flipped a chair in the direction of another student. He starts middle school in the fall and has been on edge, as has most of his class, for a few weeks now.

I took him to the skate park to blow off steam after school, and we talked about stress and how to deal with it in healthy ways. During that conversation, I told him how I took up running (instead of drinking) to relieve stress, and I ended up running marathons because I had to keep running farther and farther to keep the stress/anger at bay.

He came to me right before he went to bed last night to show me a song he wrote about our conversation. It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen him create. It was about how no one has to deal with this alone, and he’s leaned on me so many times that he’s ready for me to lean on him for a while. While that was never my intent, words can’t describe how much it meant to me.

Now we just need to set it to music so the awards and record sales can come pouring in. 😁
 
Having an autistic soon-to-be teenage son is a roller coaster ride, to be sure. Yesterday, he got in trouble at school when he lost his temper and flipped a chair in the direction of another student. He starts middle school in the fall and has been on edge, as has most of his class, for a few weeks now.

I took him to the skate park to blow off steam after school, and we talked about stress and how to deal with it in healthy ways. During that conversation, I told him how I took up running (instead of drinking) to relieve stress, and I ended up running marathons because I had to keep running farther and farther to keep the stress/anger at bay.

He came to me right before he went to bed last night to show me a song he wrote about our conversation. It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen him create. It was about how no one has to deal with this alone, and he’s leaned on me so many times that he’s ready for me to lean on him for a while. While that was never my intent, words can’t describe how much it meant to me.

Now we just need to set it to music so the awards and record sales can come pouring in. 😁
Man, if you need some music to that, let me know. I’d be happy to work it up for you.
 
Having an autistic soon-to-be teenage son is a roller coaster ride, to be sure. Yesterday, he got in trouble at school when he lost his temper and flipped a chair in the direction of another student. He starts middle school in the fall and has been on edge, as has most of his class, for a few weeks now.

I took him to the skate park to blow off steam after school, and we talked about stress and how to deal with it in healthy ways. During that conversation, I told him how I took up running (instead of drinking) to relieve stress, and I ended up running marathons because I had to keep running farther and farther to keep the stress/anger at bay.

He came to me right before he went to bed last night to show me a song he wrote about our conversation. It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen him create. It was about how no one has to deal with this alone, and he’s leaned on me so many times that he’s ready for me to lean on him for a while. While that was never my intent, words can’t describe how much it meant to me.

Now we just need to set it to music so the awards and record sales can come pouring in. 😁
Holy hell, this is amazing. First, it's amazing for the parenting you did in the moment. Second, it's amazing for all the love and parenting you've done in the past that led to the moment of him showing that to you.

This makes me want to be better person. I'm in awe.
 
The summer wood bat team I work for had our first game today, elementary school day at the ballpark, 2700 screaming kids, what a ****show. But a lot of fun, and everything starts for real next Friday. My summer now gets busy.

Plus, Colorado call up one of our alums today. He's been ripping at Albuquerque, and the Rox had an injury create an opening. His second trip to the show, but still a big deal for him (duh) and for us.
 
The Kid got word of a callback audition at a good NC regional theatre the other night. Audition is today via Zoom and I just got off the phone with her.

It's a bit of a carefree audition because she has something else lined up close to the time of this run, so it's just good vibes and good validation all around. Already a win today, and could potentially be more. She's in a great headspace and for a 23-year-old living in NYC, that's a proud feeling as a parent. We'll ride that as long as we can.

Wishing for good vibes the rest of the day, which, for her, includes later going to a friend's apartment to watch Game 5 of something she never had an interest in until now.

The City is on fire, man, and I love living it through her and her joy.

Here's to wishing everyone a good day today.
 
About 18 months ago a friend of ours from the local dog park (in her early 50s, single mom, two kids) decided she wanted to go to nursing school. She did, graduated, and today told everyone she just got a job at the Flagstaff Hospital, starting in September.

It's been great to be there (our groups walks together 4-5 days a week) for the entire process. She drove down to Eugene for a year to attend school at Bushnell. As someone said, "It takes a dog park."

We will miss her and her dog (Agent 86), but great on her. Being able to enjoy the accomplishments of others is a cool thing.

And it's graduation day at OSU. Hard to believe it's been seven years since Micro Jr. walked!
 
With all the negative stuff going on, sometimes it takes a simple thing to make you feel good.

Like picking cherries. My wife loves to turn them into jam and freeze them for wintertime ... and that's a good thing, since we picked over 40 pounds this morning! (Cherries are super easy to pick -- especially when the trees are full and they're right at eye level. Hence the expression in basketball).

The darker, Bing cherries will be used for jam, desserts, etc. The yellow and red Rainiers will be eaten fresh. They're my favorite fruit, and when you eat one right off the tree it melts in your mouth!

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With all the negative stuff going on, sometimes it takes a simple thing to make you feel good.

Like picking cherries. My wife loves to turn them into jam and freeze them for wintertime ... and that's a good thing, since we picked over 40 pounds this morning! (Cherries are super easy to pick -- especially when the trees are full and they're right at eye level. Hence the expression in basketball).

The darker, Bing cherries will be used for jam, desserts, etc. The yellow and red Rainiers will be eaten fresh. They're my favorite fruit, and when you eat one right off the tree it melts in your mouth!

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Trade you a bucket of fire ants for a half pound of those 🤣
 
My daughter and I used to bake/cook together every weekend. As she’s gotten older and we’ve been trying to eat better, that has kind of fallen by the wayside. I still meal prep on Sundays, but she’s usually off doing her own thing now.

Today, out of the blue, she decided to help me with the prep. We took a few hours and made a bunch of breakfasts and lunches, and talked about life and what we’re going to do on a staycation in two weeks, what she’s looking forward to when she goes back to school, how she feels that two of her best friends are PCSing this month, and a bunch of other things.

She’s not always the most forthcoming person when it comes to processing her worries. She’s like me in that regard. She also often feels like she has to take a backseat to her autistic brother’s drama.

So it was great to have her open up to me again, just the two of us.
 
My daughter and I used to bake/cook together every weekend. As she’s gotten older and we’ve been trying to eat better, that has kind of fallen by the wayside. I still meal prep on Sundays, but she’s usually off doing her own thing now.

Today, out of the blue, she decided to help me with the prep. We took a few hours and made a bunch of breakfasts and lunches, and talked about life and what we’re going to do on a staycation in two weeks, what she’s looking forward to when she goes back to school, how she feels that two of her best friends are PCSing this month, and a bunch of other things.

She’s not always the most forthcoming person when it comes to processing her worries. She’s like me in that regard. She also often feels like she has to take a backseat to her autistic brother’s drama.

So it was great to have her open up to me again, just the two of us.
That must have been wonderful, MC! Sounds like it was a terrific, so-worthwhile conversation, for both of you.
 

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