After my last entry aradne asked me about the scary factor in being a parent.  I told her that I could write an entire entry on that question and here it is:

A big part that freaks me out is that she’s a girl. I’m a boy who grew up with five younger brothers; I don’t know a thing about raising a girl. Since I was the oldest I was forced into helping to raise my brothers; but the rough and tumble world of boys is a lot different from the world of Barbie and My Little Pony.  Even in my extended family there isn’t a single “girly girl” so I guess it may not matter too much because she’s probably destined to be pretty tomboyish anyway.

There’s also the common protection fear.  I can’t be around her every moment, so others will be responsible for her safety.  She’s already been injured once due to the negligence of another and when I first got the news I immediately wanted to grab the person and just shake her until her brain turned back on.  If anything really serious ever happened I don’t know if I’d be able to control myself if the person was near when I received the news.

The biggest part for me though is money.  I’m afraid that I won’t be able to provide her with the things that she wants.  It takes a lot financially to raise a child, that’s why I didn’t intend to have a child until later in life; but now I don’t have that choice and I fear she’ll be disappointed in the future because of it.  I want her to have every opportunity in the world and I’m scared that I might be able to give her that.

I know it’s been a little while since I’ve posted; but in my defense things have been quite busy.  It’s been hard just to find enough time to do my normal housework.  

This last week was even a 6-day workweek due to my department being in charge of the company picnic.  We got there at eight in the morning to start setting up and we did leave until after five.  I hate doing cleanup with a passion because most of it wouldn’t be necessary if people weren’t such slobs.

I also have some big news that more than makes up for my recent absence.  The test results are in, I have a daughter:

Her name is Kylie.  I’ve been helping her mother out for a while now, including watching her while her mother is at work and I’m not.  Lately this has meant every other weekend as well as a weeknight every now ad then.  I try to spend time with her when I can; but the distance issue can sometimes be a problem (especially when gas costs are figured in).

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This movie has taught me at least one thing; Jesse James is a crybaby.  He can only live the way he does because of his fans and his fame; but he spends most of his time bitching about both of them.  He keeps complaining about being in the public eye, yet he continues to place himself there.  For someone who supposedly hates being famous he sure works hard to keep getting his name out there.

As for his “problem” of being rich and famous, I’m sure plenty of people would love to take that off his hands if they could.

Once again I have classes at CC for this fall.  My original classes were dropped due to non-payment because the school’s VA rep had failed to meet a deadline, thus screwing me out of a decent amount of money. 

I was tempted to just put filler classes in my schedule; but I managed to resist the urge and I dug through until I found a couple classes that I could make work (both day/time and subject matter).  Thankfully I was able to still get into the computer programming class I wanted.  At a less desirable date and time; but at least I was able to get it. Instead of the second Accounting class in their series, I’ll be beginning the first Economics class in their series.

I have little sympathy for those with massive mood swings.  It¡¦s incredibly annoying to be speaking with someone and for no reason they suddenly get all sad or even start crying.  A part of me just wants to reach out and shake them while telling them to grow up and act like an adult.  Unless you¡¦re a child I see no reason for sudden outbursts.  

We¡¦d think someone was out of control and possible crazy if he had a habit of flipping out and screaming at people angrily, an outburst which substitutes sadness for anger deserves the same disdain.  We¡¦d tell the angry person that he needs to control himself, why shouldn¡¦t the same be said to the sad one?

I’d hate to be flying out of Heathrow today (or anytime soon for that matter), talk about a boring flight.  Not beign allowed to bring anything except for “absolute essential” on board the plane.  I can just imagine the fits that are being thrown by women not allowed to bring their purses.  Everything brought on board must be in a clear plastic bag, pretty easy to tell who is on the rag I guess.  If you have a baby they’ll let you bring a bottle; but the security people have to taste test it first (no I’m not kiddign about that one).

Bas Rutten¡¦s MMA workout, boxing portion with heavy bag 10 two-minute rounds

I was still a bit sore from lifting the previous day; but I had already planned to do some heavy bag work.  Boy has my conditioning suffered.  I remember when I could do a full set of three-minute rounds without being too tired.  This time I was exhausted with just the two-minute rounds.  I¡¦ll have to stick with the twos for a little longer because even though I made it through I was dropping my hands and more than a few of the punches were weak.

Today will be a rest day.  I always try to schedule an off day after hitting the bag due to the stress on the joints as well as the general physical effort.

I’d like to thank the VA liason at my school for screwing me out of my gap payment by not reporting my continued enrollment to the VA like she was supposed to.  Therefore, the money that I was depending on to pay for my books and tuition is now gone.  I’ll have to take the money out of my normal pay, which means there will be much scrimping and saving.

Of course even with sacrificing normal spending I still won’t be able to keep the classes that I originally picked (the second half of the last accounting course and business law).  So thanks a lot, I hope you die in a fire.

In case you missed the new tagline, I’m also going to be using this as not just my blog; but my training log as well.  Don’t worry, it’s not my plan to go all training.  I plan on having some personal details in each post as well.

The training part may not be too exciting to read; but I really don’t care because it’s there for me not for you.  Having everything written down by date means that it will be easier for me to look up my past workouts without having to worry about losing a notebook.  Although I still have a notebook for immediate record keeping.

If you can read this then that means I’ve discovered how I can post from work.  It’s a bit slow because I have to connect to the site by first accessing my home computer from work.  There’s obviously some lag to deal with and the display isn’t as good as it would be in person; but it works.  Or at least I’m pretty sure it works.