My father is a much more mysterious presence in my life than my mother. From about the age of ten until well into my adolescence, he traveled for work. He managed to go to pretty much all 50 of the states. Before the age of 10, we were buddies. I would sit in his lap and he would tell me stories of going to the farm and shooting bears. He’d sing these hilarious songs including one about a boy named Sue. (I didn’t learn until years later that this was a song written by a man named Johnny Cash).
He builds things. He has one of those obscure sounding positions like construction manager or project manager or something or other. I know that he overseas other people and he gets phone calls. He also has to be onsite. We used to drive around town and he would show me the stuff he built over the years.
He was in the Air Force when he was a young man and developed a “work wardrobe” consisting of khaki pants and a short sleeved button down khaki short. He also likes to play the guitar. As a result of this, I thought my father was Andy Griffin when I was a kid. “LOOK MOM Dad is on TV!” Yep.
Dad likes to carve things over the years he has made my Mom quite a menagerie. There are a whole bunch of people around town who have “peachpit monkeys” and “Arkansas Razorback pendants”
He’s the guy whom every time he hears I’m going on a trip calls me to see if I’ve checked my oil lately. He gives me the “your car is like a horse” lecture. He’s also the guy who foot the bill for my piano lessons, dance lessons, band camps, and all that jazz.
So Thank you Dad for all you’ve done. I love you.
My life has gotten ridiculously busy but I will say
If your car breaks down in Hot Springs while at an “annual meeting” or Convention
Burks and Mahoney are the wrecker service to use. They went above and beyond the call of duty during my unfortunate automobile difficulties while attending the Annual Meeting of the ABA.
Burks & Mahoney Wrecker Service
1300 Malvern Ave, Hot Springs National Park, AR 71901 (there is the information.)
Also, these guys were amazing.
Automotive Service Center
1540 Malvern Ave, #A, Hot Springs, AR 71901
I watched the mechanic do 10,000 different types of tests on my car. I eventually got tired and waited in the waiting room. When the original mechanic decided it might be the distributor, he got another mechanic to double check his work. I got to see enough of that process that I genuinely believe that is what happened. Also, they got a guy to drive me back to my hotel. They waited for me to pick up my car on Friday. It was close to closing time for them. They made special arrangements to put my car under an awning so that my car wouldn’t suffer possible hail damage during a particular nasty storm that rolled through.
I can’t say enough nice things about them.
It’s amazing how the minute you commit to posting daily on your blog that life will suddenly get a lot busier so that you’re too busy living to write all the time.
I have made a new commitment to fitness. I am by all accounts fat. Back in the day (like high school and college), I was a “normal” weight so I’ve not always been fat and am definitely not accustomed to the sneers, snickering, and biases that fat people endure. To be fair, I’m not sure that anyone ever gets used to the abuse that people dish out towards the fat. People are MEAN! no wait.
to fat people.
Starting June 1st, I committed to doing 45 minutes of exercise a day with a day of rest. This means 6 days of exercise. I’ve been doing running every other day or 3 of the 6 days. The other three days are something else.
I finally did my initial push up challenge. I managed to push out 5. My arms and chest hate me now.
I haven’t done the sit up challenge. I keep doing other core exercises other than bonafide situps. I’m not sure what I want to do about that. I’ll probably do the set up test tomorrow.
I figure that running and doing the situp, push up, and squat challenges with some yoga would be something I can do this summer that will shape me up. I have found that I can’t eat heavy before running and somehow exercise makes me eat less. No really. I had a big lasagna dinner the first day I ran and threw up. Okay that was TMI but it happens.
So that’s what I’m doing this month.