My Little Princess

Yesterday was the second day that my 28-year-old daughter moved out… and to be honest with you, IT FUCKING SUCKS! This situation really takes me back, to when my sisters started to get married and move out to start their own families. You see, I am the youngest of seven children and the only boy, so to see them go, was really hard for me to understand. The whole thing about being a parent is, that no matter how old our children get, they will always be our little babies. Actually… I can only imagine how my mother must have felt, when I decided to move out of her apartment, with my wife and daughter. She probably felt as sad as I feel right now.

I do have to say, that we have been in contact through texting, plus I gave her a few dollars before she left. I also told her, that if she needed anything and I mean anything, just to let me know. The reality of it all is, that no matter how old she is or where ever she lives, she will always be my little princess.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!



Moving On

Today I really feel like shit, because after a fallout with her mother, my 28-year-old daughter moved out of the apartment. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve always knew that both of my kids will eventually move out on their own and go on their own journey, but the thing is, that I’d never thought that she was going to leave on bad terms with her mother. To make things crazier, they were both born on the same month and the same day, plus they have similar attitudes and behave similar. I know that things will work out, but for me, as a husband and as a father, it really hurts to see them like this. They do get along, it’s just that from time to time, they clash.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

I Can’t Read Minds For Shit!

It’s funny, that I have been married for 30 years already… boy!… how time flies! It’s funny, because when I was young, I never thought about being married for so long. I just knew that one day, I would find the right person, get married and have kids, but that was it. In other words, I never did put much thought, to being with the same person for so long. Don’t get me wrong now! They have been the best 30 years of my life. But like babies… relationships and marriage don’t come with an instruction book either. The truth of the matter is that it might be sad to say it, but it is really true, that men are from Mars and women are from Venus.

You see, throughout history, we men have been called many things by women…  including but not limited to bastards, stupid, insensitive, dumb asses and even assholes. But one thing that we can’t be called, are mind readers. My point here is, that even after 30 years with my wife, even after trying many, many, many times over and over and over again and failing every single time, I have to come clean and admit. I can’t read my wife’s mind for shit! Yes that’s right! I can’t read my wife’s mind, even if my life depended on it… which it has in many occasions… for example, when asked. How do I look in this dress? Do I look fat? Or which color do you like? In other words ladies, please, please, please, just give us some hints. Don’t just let us high and dry.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

My Children Are Not An Extension Of Me

Some of you might now know this, but I am the happy and proud dad to a 27-year-old daughter and a 23-year-old son. But this post is not about them, it’s about parents who think that their kids are really an extension or carbon copy of them. You see, they really have to finally realize that their kids are also human beings. That they are individually created. That they have their own body and brain. Just like we did when we were growing up, they will make mistakes as they learn about life and the world we live in. 

The whole point that I’m trying to make here is, that no matter how good we believe we are as parents, the final decisions are in the hands of our kids. You see, just like my parents and their parents before them, I have given my kids hundreds, who knows, maybe thousands of advice. But the whole thing is. Do they or will they follow them? I can only assure you, that maybe, just maybe, they will follow a hand full of them. But the whole thing about being a parent is, that I know where they come from, because I’ve been there. I keep in mind that when I was young, I was also naive and stupid sometimes. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that my kids are stupid, I’m just saying that they want to learn the ropes on their own. One thing for sure is, that as a parent, I don’t and will never breath down their necks, in the end, they will do as they please.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all! 

Women Are Underappreciated And Underpaid

It’s funny how the year just got started and I’ve already taken two vacation days from work. The funniest part of it all is, that even though I mixed them up with the weekend and a holiday in order to be off from work for five days, I was busy 99.9% of the time, doing different things at home. Don’t get me wrong, the time that I was busy, I was helping my wife out, which in no way, shape or form bothers me at all. One thing that my loyal 1.5 readers don’t know about me is, that I help around home by doing the dishes, sweeping and mopping the floor and doing other things. I guess that what I am trying to say is, that I’m not some kind of macho man, that just goes out to work and comes back home to give orders to the wife and kids.

You have to understand, that I am not the type of man, that likes to sit around the home doing shit, only because I work forty hours a week. As a matter of fact, I think that women that are home makers are underrated and underpaid. You just don’t know how many times, I have told my wife, that if women who are home makers got a salary, they would make more money than any man, because of the many job functions that they do at home on any given day. That is the reason why I like helping my wife around the home. Even though I get home tired, I help my wife, because I know for a fact, that even though I worked eight hours a day, she works double that at home. I guess that what I am trying to say to the fellas is, don’t be an asshole and help around the home. Trust me, it’s not going to fucking kill you!

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!